All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

"But I think someone like Miss Ning is very good."

"Besides, I am in a state where I may die at any time. If I really make a girl secretly love her, wouldn't it be a waste of time for her?"

Sheng Moshu didn't seem to hear the teasing in Ning Yan's words, and even laughed at himself leisurely.

Ning Yan somewhat admired his shamelessness and couldn't help but retaliate.

"So you're not afraid of delaying me, right?"

"Of course not." Sheng Moshu squinted his eyes and chuckled, "My life depends on Miss Ning. With Miss Ning here, I am naturally not afraid, so there will be no delay."

This is really a set of fallacies.

Ning Yan was too lazy to argue with him and was very firm in his own ideas.

"Don't think about it, it's impossible."

"Isn't it okay to act?" Sheng Moshu looked a little hurt.

Ning Yan thought for a while and nodded: "Acting is fine."

Before Sheng Moshu could be happy, he heard her continue to add, "But it depends on the situation, and you have to pay more."

"It's okay to add more money, but what kind of situation will it be considered?"

"You make your request, and I'll decide whether it's feasible or not." Ning Yan leaned her back on the sofa, pointed at herself, and then pointed at the ink-filled book opposite.

"The relationship between the two of us is at best a transaction between you and me, and it is not suitable to involve too much personal emotion. Of course, if you really appreciate my work efficiency and insist on giving me more money, then I have nothing to say. "

If you don't make money, you are a fool.

It's rare to meet the God of Wealth who comes to your doorstep. This wave of wool is not plucked, but it is not plucked.

Besides, she is really a poor girl now.

Seeing her resolute attitude, Sheng Moshu knew that his wish had failed.

He sighed softly and asked the last question without giving up.

"Miss Ning, are you really unwilling?"

"Ah."

Ning Yan answered perfunctorily.

The man stared at her for a moment, then nodded with some disappointment, "Okay."

"Is there nothing else?"

"Gone."

"Then can I leave?" Ning Yan was sitting on pins and needles, "I'm really busy. I haven't done a lot of things today."

She glanced at her phone when she was looking for something. She had enough time to have dinner. She hadn't bought many things yet, so all her time was wasted here.

Although it is indeed fun to make money, it is quite depressing to disrupt one's original plan.

Sheng Moshu was stunned, first said sorry in a low voice, and then looked at the time on his phone.

"You originally planned to go to the ghost market?"

"Yes." Ning Yan explained simply, "I plan to live broadcast again in a few days and plan to go to that place to buy some props."

Sheng Moshu nodded, knowing what he meant. Then he stood up, walked to the study door, opened it, and turned around to signal to Ning Yan.

Ning Yan thought he was taking her out, so she stood up and walked over. After following the man around, she realized that Sheng Moshu had brought her to the restaurant.

"Mr. Sheng, I really have to go back." Ning Yan was speechless.

However, the man directly pulled out the chair closest to her and motioned for her to come and sit down with a sideways look on his face, his expression as usual.

"I know."

"You know why you still don't let me go?"

It's not that she can't find a way to leave, but this building is too weird and it will take her time to get out.

In Ning Yan's eyes, there was no doubt that Sheng Mo Shu's various behaviors were deliberately stumbling upon herself to delay time.

Ning Yan felt helpless when she thought that she might be the second target of his strategy.

It was a good thing for the strategy that Sheng Moshu took the initiative to approach her, but now she was exhausted mentally and physically, and she had not done a lot of things in front of her, so she was wasting her time.

"I have no intention of letting you go."

Seeing her standing still, Sheng Moshu felt helpless. He took Ning Yan's arm and led her to the seat, "Aren't you hungry after staying here all day?"

"Hungry." Ning Yan glanced at the dining table filled with all kinds of food, "But I think I can bear it."

"I won't delay you from going to the ghost market." Sheng Moshu noticed her little move and shook his head in a funny way, "I'm familiar with that place, and it doesn't close so early. When you finish eating, I'll ask Sheng Yi to deliver it You go over."

"Sheng Yi?"

When Ning Yan heard this name at first, he was still a little unfamiliar.

"Oh, he's the stupid guy you called me before." Sheng Moshu added.

The two of them looked at the expressionless Sheng Yi who was standing at the dining table at the same time. This stupid big man was already there when Ning Yan followed Sheng Mo Shu.

From just now until now, he has been standing like this, not speaking, not even looking over, truly silent.

"I have a question." Ning Yan pointed to the secretary who was stuck there like a wooden stake, "What is he?"

"Deadpool."

While she was talking, Ning Yan had been inadvertently led to sit on the chair by Sheng Mo Shu. By the time she realized what she wanted to do and stood up, it was already too late.

"He is different from ordinary Deadpools. He just looks inflexible. In fact, he handles things in an orderly manner."

Sheng Moshu said and handed over a bowl of soup.

"Try it, others have no chance of Sheng Yi's craftsmanship."

Ning Yan was not very good at refusing, so she took a sip of the bowl of soup and nodded silently, "It's quite delicious."

"laugh."

There was a slight scoff from the corner.

Ning Yan didn't need to look to know that the noise was coming from that silly big guy.

She had just noticed when she was in the corridor that this guy didn't seem to like her very much, as if he didn't like anything about her.

Logically speaking, Deadpool should be something that can only follow the instructions of its master without thinking.

But the one next to Sheng Moshu not only looked like an ordinary person, he even had his own temper. What Ning Yan didn't expect was that he could actually cook, which was indeed extraordinary.

During the meal, Sheng Mo Shu would feed various foods from time to time. Ning Yan declined several times, but every time he responded with his words but kept moving his hands.

She hadn't even done any work yet, so she asked her boss to pick up food for her last time. Ning Yan was somewhat sweaty.

As for Sheng Yi, who was standing aside, Sheng Mo Shu almost grunted every time he picked up some food for him, almost showing that he didn't like her written on his face.

After Sheng Yi grumbled again to express his dissatisfaction, Sheng Mo Shu finally seemed to realize that something was wrong with him, and sent Sheng Yi away in a bored car.

The restaurant rarely became quiet.

"You are quite loyal as a dead bodyguard. Where did you get it from?" Ning Yan asked casually.

"I've kept him by my side since I was a child." Sheng Moshu's face was expressionless, "It's not entirely correct to say he's a deadpool. He has half his soul sealed in his body, so he looks more natural than those living dead. "

Not only is it natural, it can be described as fake.

Just like the meal he cooked today, he was hundreds of times better than Ning Yan.