After hearing this, Wu just paused for a long time before asking, So … Song Yi, have you ever been a nanny before?
What? The middleaged woman surnamed Song was also asked one leng.
I think you must not be a nanny before, but it’s a bit like being an instructor. Wu looked at the middleaged woman in front of her, and she really couldn’t find anything that could be linked to the nanny profession, whether it was appearance or temperament.
The most important thing is that if the nanny in the world is as strong as her, will the owner live? Who dares to hire a nanny? Isn’t that like hiring a Lafayette?
Looking at the middleaged woman by Wu, she obviously realized that her performance was a bit inappropriate. Her face was slightly embarrassed and her tone was instantaneous and soft. She explained, These are all things that Sue always told me to carry out. If there is a problem, you can negotiate with Sue.
It’s still hard to believe that if you explain Wu in this way, it’s absolutely impossible to say Fiona Fang’s regular eating habits can only ensure a healthy body if you can’t do it … This is obviously her own customary tone.
Combined with those unreasonable details, Wu thinks that the identity of this middleaged woman must not be so simple, but for Wu, her identity is not so important. Whoever she is, Su Gaoyuan must have a purpose, that is, to help him complete Su Mengying’s guidance as soon as possible.
Besides, there is really no malice in the middleaged woman’s request. Although she feels very troublesome, she is too lazy to care about it when she thinks about it. Forget it, I’ll try my best to do it …
Su always stressed that it is not as much as possible but necessary! Song Yi’s denial is hard to change.
If you have to, you have to, but Su Mengying, I can’t persuade you. If she doesn’t listen, you can just pull the switch. If it’s a big deal, just say that I let the wicked man pull me to do it. Wu Nai shook his head.
Thank you Song Yi charm of judah face finally revealed a smile.
Wu didn’t know what she was thanking, but she thought of one thing and said, Besides, I also have a small request.
Don’t say anything if I notice that the three items are in conflict. Song Yi immediately became serious again.
Don’t worry, there is no conflict at all. wuyue came to find this Song Yi very interesting and smiled. You should already know my name, right?
Wu? Song Wei said
Wu nodded and said, Yes, my request is never to mention my name or even my surname in front of Su Mengying without my permission.
What is this? Song Yi asked
Wu mysterious smile secret to be continued
Chapter two hundred and sixtythree Jia Fu
It’s not surprising that they reached a consensus that Song Yi just entered the house.
While Wu is habitually walked to the tea table and began to clean up the chicken bones and beer cans made by Su Mengying last night. The scene is really a bit messy.
Looking at Wu’s busy identity nanny, Song Yi naturally couldn’t do it. After frowning slightly, she rolled up her sleeves and said, Why don’t I come?
Wu squashed a beer can in his hand and put it in a clean bag and smiled. No, I’ll do it. You just entered the door and are not familiar with the home environment. You don’t know where to put things. Why don’t you just look around first? There’s a kitchen here, sanitation there, and that’s my room. This concierge is Su Mengying’s room, so it’s so big to visit casually.
See Wu said Song Yi also have no reason to insist on then nodded around the room.
Only after wandering around like this did I find that the whole house was in perfect order except the coffee table.
Things in the kitchen haven’t been eaten for a long time at first sight, but there isn’t much dust on the surface. Obviously, it has just been cleaned up not long ago, even in some daily corners.
Sanitary white porcelain from the basin to the bathtub to the toilet and the ground can’t find the stubborn yellowing trace.
There are a lot of messy things in Wu’s bedroom, but it seems a little crowded, but it is so small that the toy model is so big that the basketball skateboard is put in the right place. The bed sheets and sheets look a little old, but they are also very clean. It must be nothing like a boy’s room living alone.
There is a photo of a man, a woman and a teenage boy on the bedside table in the bedroom. From the boy’s forehead, I can still see that he is the former Song Yi of Wu Lai. He has learned about Wu Jiashi and his experience through Su Gaoyuan and naturally knows where his parents have gone.
Coming out of Wu Fang, she looked at the coffee table, gnashing her teeth and squeezing beer cans. Her hair was unkempt and her hair was bruised. Wu Songyi’s eyes somehow showed more affection and gentleness than before.
In this way, I quietly watched the sound of Wu’s cracking and pinching beer cans in the room …
For a long time, Wu finally noticed that Song Yi’s eyes stood up and scratched the back of his head. Hey, hey, giggle and ask, What are you looking at?
Song Yi just paused and said, I didn’t see anything. I’m thinking it’s past twelve o’clock now. Let’s do something for you and Su Mengying. Tell me what you want to eat. Song Yi will do it for you.
Forget it now. Anyway, it’s past your prescribed meal, and you see, I don’t have any food to do at home. It’s too much trouble to buy it now. Otherwise, I’ll talk about it later. Anyway, I’m used to it irregularly, and I don’t care if I go out to get some money and hand it over to you at noon. I can’t let you pay for the food. Wu threw the last squashed beer can into the bag and laughed while skillfully knotting it.
Don’t worry about the food money, Mr. Su has already given it. Now you need to tell me what you want to eat. Song Yi’s tone became tough again unconsciously.
Whatever, then. I don’t have any taboos to eat anything. Wu unconsciously got used to it, so he just stopped obsessing about this problem and lowered his voice. By the way, Su Bobo should have told you what Su Mengying likes to eat. Just wait for her to come. I mean, I’m not picky about food.
Song Yi didn’t say anything anymore. She nodded, took out a mobile phone to dial a word, and then arranged what dishes, meat, fish and eggs on the phone. Whether Wu had heard of it or not, Ula Ula said a lot, just like a strategist thousands of miles away.
What if people don’t buy food themselves and someone buys it and sends it to them? This nanny is so awesome that Wu feels that Song Yi’s identity is definitely not a nanny. How can a nanny have this momentum?