"They all know that I wear fishbone braids."
Qin Muhan looked at Mo Wushuang with questions in his eyes: "What is fishbone braid?"
Mo Wushuang: "The braids I wear now are fishbone braids. Many people don't wear braids now."
The fishbone braid can better lock the broken hair, while the twist braid will make the broken hair unable to escape.
"I've learned a lesson." Upon hearing this, Qin Muhan's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance.
It turns out that he wanted to serve his wife well and gain some favorability in front of her. Now...
He thought that those favorability points might have been wiped out by him!
Mo Wushuang noticed the flash of annoyance in Qin Muhan's eyes, and patted Qin Muhan's shoulder angrily and funny:
"Okay! Don't be so frustrated. If you really like to tie my hair, you can search for short hair-tying videos on the Internet."
"Those hair-tying video tutorials are step-by-step. You are so smart, you will definitely learn it in just one look."
When Qin Muhan heard Mo Wushuang's encouragement, he was immediately confident: "Well, I'm going to watch the hair-tying video."
Mo Wushuang: "..."
This guy just listens to the wind and rain, he must be too anxious!
She quickly stopped her and said:
"We'll look at it when you have time. You wash up first."
"Yeah." Qin Muhan gave up watching the video after hearing Mo Wushuang's stop, nodded, and immediately started to wash up.
Mo Wushuang suddenly asked: "Qin Muhan, who called you just now?"
Hearing this, Qin Muhan's handsome face flashed with caution:
"Honey, can you not be angry if I tell you this?"
"You can consider it." Mo Wushuang replied lightly.
Qin Muhan: "It's Lin Muxue's call. She said she had a stomachache and wanted to see me."
Mo Wushuang: "..."
After a while.
Mo Wushuang took Qin Muhan and sat down in the hotel restaurant.
Soon, the old imperial chef personally made a sumptuous breakfast for Mo Wushuang and Qin Muhan and delivered it to Mo Wushuang and Qin Muhan.
"Mr. Qin, Miss Mo, I wish you a pleasant meal."
As soon as the old imperial chef finished speaking, Qin Muhan thanked him very politely: "Thank you."
Mo Wushuang also thanked him:
"Master, thank you for your hard work."
When the old chef heard Mo Wushuang's thanks, his face fell, and he waved the big golden spoon in his hand towards Mo Wushuang:
"Miss Mo, if you really feel that I have worked hard, tell me when will you be free to come to work?"
Not only did he have to teach his disciples how to cook, he also had to help Mo Wushuang manage the hotel. It was really tiring and painful...
He wants to go home and enjoy his retirement.
Mo Wushuang saw the desire to retire in the old imperial chef's eyes, and an apologetic smile flashed across his face:
"I'm sorry! I'm still studying now. After I graduate from college, I'll think about working again!"
Although she also seems to be a strong woman, but now...
She still has to study, and the old Bailian at home has not been kicked out yet, and the little Bailian outside is still looking for trouble for her.
There is still a little life in her belly.
Most importantly, her husband was obsessed with a scheming bitch.
In short, she is very busy. How can she have time to pursue her career now?
For example, Di Ling found a professional manager to help with management.
Now she only needs to produce a few design drawings every month.
She left the old imperial chef in the hotel, um...
From a business perspective, it is actually a living sign.
"Master, at your age, except for very important guests, you can let your apprentices do the rest."
"Don't be so busy!"
She clearly hinted that the old imperial chef didn't need to be so busy.
When the old imperial chef heard Mo Wushuang's words, he blew his beard and stared:
"I also know that I'm old and shouldn't be so busy, but..."
"If I hadn't done it myself now, our business would have been taken away by the opposite dynasty."
As he spoke, he angrily picked up the white towel hanging around his neck, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and glanced at Mo Wushuang secretly:
"I told our boss last time that if we don't find a way, Dynasty Hotel will completely replace our hotel."
"But our boss is just a love brain. She thinks about falling in love all day long and doesn't want to work hard at all."
"I think she did this just to tire me out on purpose."
When Mo Wushuang heard the old imperial chef criticizing Sang and Huai, he touched his nose in embarrassment and depression, and laughed dryly:
"Master, it's wrong for you to say that."
"Love brain means deep affection. This shows that your boss values feelings."
"She gave up her career for love, which shows that she is an emotional person and she is great."
"Yes, that's it."
After Mo Wushuang gave himself a very happy evaluation, he took a tender and juicy steamed bun and brought it to Qin Muhan's mouth:
"Brother Han, do you think what I said is right?"
"Yeah, you're right." Qin Muhan nodded in agreement.
His subordinate Qin Shi would also complain behind his back that he was a love brain.
However, he feels that love brain can only mean that this person values feelings and is an affectionate person.
Those so-called people who are not love-minded can only be said to be ruthless or Neptune.
"Master, you heard me! My fiancé also agrees with me." Mo Wushuang showed a bright smile to the old chef.
The old imperial chef was so angry that he blew his beard and stared:
"Miss Mo, I'm afraid you don't know very well, but my boss is not only a love brain, but also a licker."
"Lick the dog, lick the dog, lick until there is nothing left, have you ever heard of it?"
"In this world, men are unreliable, only career is reliable."
"Your money is always your money."
"Your man will most likely cheat on you and become someone else's man, do you understand?"
Mo Wushuang argued vigorously:
"What you said is wrong. It should be licking the dog, licking the dog, and licking everything until the end!"
"People nowadays are obviously very aggressive and jealous. They cannot see others being kind, let alone being affectionate."
"The so-called licking dog is clearly a person who is affectionate and does not expect anything in return."
"To call a deeply affectionate person a licker is obviously a bad idea."
After quarreling with the old imperial chef, Mo Wushuang shook Qin Muhan's arm and asked seriously:
"Brother Han, do you think what I said is right?"
"Yes!" Qin Muhan nodded in agreement without hesitation.
He thinks so.
Being affectionate and being called a dog licker is indeed too much.
Is it necessary to bury an affectionate person like this?
Today's society caricatures affectionate people as licking dogs. Isn't this deliberately embarrassing?
After receiving Qin Muhan's answer, Mo Wushuang raised his chin with great satisfaction and looked at the old chef with a smile:
"Master, did you hear that? My fiancé thinks so too."
Old Royal Chef: "..."
He was so angry that two more wrinkles appeared on his forehead, and he said angrily:
"I won't talk to you anymore. I can't help you, right?"
"Your fiancé looks like he's a man of debauchery. If he trashes you in the future, don't cry and tell me you regret it."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Mo Wushuang retorted without hesitation.
As a boss, even if she was screwed, she would not cry in front of her employees. How embarrassing and embarrassing?
When Qin Muhan heard Mo Wushuang's answer, a trace of surprise and indescribable emotion suddenly appeared in his eyes:
"Wushuang, thank you for your trust."
He didn't expect that Mo Wushuang would trust him so much and think highly of him.
Mo Wushuang looked at Qin Muhan with a question mark on his face: "Huh?"
