Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

His doubts soon faded as the waiter began serving the food.

There was not just one waiter but a row of waiters serving the food.

Everyone was holding a dish in their hands.

Meng Jinsong's eyelids jumped as if he realized something. He glanced at Feng He who was playing with flower petals calmly, and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, his premonition was true.

The waiters placed the dishes on the table one by one.

"Sir, there are still some dishes that can't fit in. I'll replace them for you after you finish enjoying them."

The waiter smiled and spoke politely to Feng He.

Feng He nodded with shining eyes.

Meng Jinsong asked in a somewhat weak tone: "How much did you order?"

Feng He was clumsily using chopsticks to pick up a salt and pepper prawn. When she heard what Meng Jinsong said, she smiled sheepishly: "Hehe, because I seem to want to eat all these dishes, I ordered one portion of all of them."

Meng Jinsong looked at him with a "are you serious?" expression, and said in a daze, "Are you sure you can finish it?"

The person in front of me really has some mental problems.

Feng He looked at the amount of food and said uncertainly, "I should be able to finish it. These dishes don't look like a lot."

The waiter heard this and explained: "Indeed, because you ordered too much, we took the initiative to give you half the amount. Of course, the payment will also be less."

Feng He nodded and said, "That's great. You guys are really smart."

The waiter seemed to be unexpectedly praised by the customer and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

Feng He began to concentrate on eating.

He ate with great relish. Halfway through, he looked up at the person opposite him and said in confusion, "Why aren't you eating? Come on, these dishes are delicious."

Meng Jinsong nodded and then picked up his chopsticks.

Meng Jinsong was almost full when Feng He was halfway through his meal. The weather was quite hot, so he was indeed not very hungry.

The rest of the dishes were basically shown off by Feng He alone.

I was extremely full and of course very satisfied.

"Burp, I'm full, let's go."

Feng He stood up, walked to Meng Jinsong, and prepared to pull his hand.

Feng He really didn't waste any food and ate it all.

Haha, human food is so delicious, and there are so many varieties...

Meng Jinsong looked at him with a complicated expression, wondering if he was released from the starvation prison, as he was so hungry.

"Now that you're full, can you tell me about your life?"

After Meng Jinsong finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the restaurant with Feng He.

Feng He's eyelids drooped when she heard this. Why did they return to this topic again?

"Oh, I really don't remember, and I don't want to go to the police station." Feng He's eyes were erratic, and he felt extremely guilty. He was ready to pester her.

Meng Jinsong glanced at him and said, "So what do you want?"

Feng He said bluntly: "I think you are very suitable for my eyes. Why don't you take me back? I can work for you."

Meng Jinsong said ruthlessly: "I'm sorry, I don't need any employees anymore."

In fact, it’s not that he doesn’t need it, but seeing that the person in front of him doesn’t know anything, he doesn’t dare to use it.

Feng He began to panic and almost burst into tears. He said pitifully, "Actually, I don't need money. I just need you to give me food to eat."

Meng Jinsong looked at him silently without saying a word.

I don't know how long it took before I heard him speak calmly: "I need to know his background when I hire him, but for someone as special as you, just tell me your name."

Feng He was originally just pretending to cry, but now seeing that Meng Jinsong seemed to agree, she immediately and happily gave her name: "My name is Feng He."

Feng He found that after he finished speaking, Meng Jinsong stared at him with a serious look.

It made him look confused.

[…Didn’t you say you lost your memory?]

Feng He: “…”

He forced a smile on his face and silently added: "I still remember my name. This is the only information I remember."

Meng Jinsong didn't know whether he believed it or not. Just when Feng He felt that she was about to lose hope, Meng Jinsong replied: "Okay, my name is Meng Jinsong, and I'm your employer from now on."

Feng He looked up in surprise, her bright eyes seemed to place people in the galaxy.

Meng Jinsong looked away feeling a little uncomfortably.

Feng He was so happy that she didn't even notice it.

"Okay, okay, so are we going to your house now?"

Meng Jinsong glanced at Feng He and said, "You look like you want to go to my house."

Feng He froze and immediately denied: "I don't think so. I just think it's good that I don't have to be sent away by you."

Meng Jinsong was slightly stunned. He looked at Feng He strangely. How could he say such things after just meeting her for a few times?

Could it be that I fell in love with him at first sight?

Do you still know how to be a little reserved?

Thinking of this, Meng Jinsong's ears turned slightly red, and the look he gave Feng He became a little unnatural.

He coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

Meng Jinsong's home is not far from here. They can reach it on foot. It is a villa by the lake.

Feng He's eyes lit up. This house was worthy of the male protagonist. It was obvious that there was money in it. He could steal many precious things!

Feng He secretly pinched the palm of her hand to remind herself not to show her expression too obviously.

Meng Jinsong actually has people like aunts in his family, and just as he said, they don't need anyone anymore.

However, Meng Jinsong was still prepared to follow the procedures and arrange a job for Feng He.

"Your job is—"

Feng He opened her pair of clear black and white eyes and looked at Meng Jinsong seriously.

Meng Jinsong changed his words and said, "Just follow the gardener to water the flowers and weed the garden every day."

Feng He nodded in understanding and agreed immediately: "No problem! I will do my best."

Meng Jinsong nodded with satisfaction.

Feng He subconsciously felt that this job was very simple. After all, he had been a farmer. The system said that he had been a farmer in the countryside in his previous life.

"Forget about it today. I'll arrange a place for you to stay first."

Meng Jinsong brought Feng He into the house.

The aunt, housekeeper and others in the villa looked at Feng He with curiosity.

After all, their husband has never brought a girl home.

This time he brought a very beautiful girl.

Meng Jinsong was thinking about whether to put Fenghe on the first floor or the second floor.

The live-in servants in his house were all on the first floor.

Feng He secretly looked at the construction of the villa, which was very suitable for Meng Jinsong's style, and had a certain half-dead coldness.

He didn't like it, it was too simple.

Feng He withdrew his gaze in boredom.

"You live in a room on the first floor."

Meng Jinsong was not used to staying in the same space with others, so after some consideration he decided to let Feng He live downstairs.

[Live on the second floor. There are many valuables on the second floor.]

Feng He heard it, he swallowed his saliva, held back the embarrassment and said: "But I want to live on the second floor. The scenery on the second floor is better, and you can see the whole view of the villa."