Speaking of this, Ling Chuan raised an eyebrow, "I also think Mommy is right. But who insisted on not letting her arrange a maid? Who pledged solemnly to take care of this young master for life?"
An Ziqing was holding the hairdryer in one hand and playing with his hair in the other, "It was me!"
"So, letting you be my maid now is the compensation you owe me."
This was hardly compensation she owed him.
Clearly, she had made a huge profit!
Slept with the CEO of GE, enjoyed his skills, and still got a high salary!
"Don't you feel ashamed for breaking your previous promises so casually?" Ling Chuan questioned.
"Very ashamed!" An Ziqing replied.
An Ziqing's cooperation was so seamless that Ling Chuan found himself without anything more to say.
Both fell silent, and soon the hairdryer blew warm air gently.
Ling Chuan used to have bangs, but later she blew all his bangs up and found him even more handsome.
Since then, Ling Chuan's hairstyle hadn't changed.
