Perfect Life: System in the End of the World

Chapter 77 Dong Wenyan: I'm so cheap

It was noon.

After signing the contract, Yu Zhongyuan got up and said goodbye and left. In addition to Wan Jiao and Dong Wenyan, there were two other women left in Noda's villa.

The beautiful housekeeper Tang Qian and the young nanny Jiang Xinqing.

"What would you like to eat for lunch, ma'am?"

In the living room, Tang Qian, wearing a white cheongsam, sat upright, her hands folded on her silk legs, and smiled, "Xinqing has received professional nanny training, and can cook any meal that is not too difficult."

"If Madam wants to eat a higher-end meal, I can contact a Michelin-starred chef to come and make it for you."

"The food at home has been stocked up, and they are all the freshest. Now that the weather is hot, the food will be replaced every day to ensure freshness."

"Madam, just give your orders."

So thoughtful, so luxurious.

Wan Jiao took a sip of the tea in front of her, then looked at the short-haired girl standing aside with her hands behind her back, wearing a nanny uniform of a white top and black trousers. She found her to be quite pretty, not stunning, but very attractive.

“Just do whatever you want.”

"I'm not too hungry now. If you are hungry, you can make more for yourself."

Hear the words.

Jiang Xinqing nodded seriously and said, "Okay, ma'am, what flavor do you like?"

Wan Jiao exhaled and said softly, "I don't want to eat sweet food recently, something light is fine."

Jiang Xinqing nodded, then left to cook.

"I'll go prepare the dishes."

Tang Qian stood up and said with a smile: "Madam, you can call me anytime if you have any instructions. Just call me Qianqian."

Wan Jiao nodded slightly, and watched the beautiful housekeeper, who was wearing a cheongsam and was obviously gorgeous and had a good temperament, thoughtfully.

aside.

Dong Wenyan was leaning against the armrest of the sofa in a very ungraceful manner, hugging her legs with both hands, curled up in a ball on the sofa, shivering.

"Yan Yan, are you okay?"

Wan Jiao asked with a chuckle.

"fine."

Dong Wenyan looked up and smiled reluctantly, "I'm fine."

Wan Jiao smiled, stretched her waist lazily and stretched her white silk legs wantonly, and said lazily: "Okay, if you have anything to say, just say it directly, don't hurt yourself."

Dong Wenyan's eyes were complicated. After a moment of silence, she couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

She couldn't stand it anymore, she really couldn't stand it anymore.

I really want to cry.

Not only did he give me a villa, but he also wrote my name on it. That’s 50 million.

Every woman’s dream house.

"Because I'm pretty?"

Wan Jiao blinked and said calmly, "Or maybe I'm really good at yelling?"

It really is a good barker. It barked from the afternoon till night yesterday.

Dong Wenyan's eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth and said, "In terms of looks, we are equal. Your legs are long, and my legs are the same length."

"I can make love, too."

"Why can't I get such a good thing?"

"Jiao Jiao, I can't take it anymore. I'm really envious and jealous of you. I really don't want to hide it from you. I really want to snatch your man from you now."

Fierce, handsome, rich
No woman can resist being attracted by such a perfect man.

"That's fine with me."

Wan Jiao smiled and said, "If you can snatch him away, go ahead. He's so powerful anyway, I can't handle him alone."

"Besides, I won't hide it from you. He has more than one girlfriend, I'm the only one. He has other girlfriends and other women outside."

what?
Another girlfriend?

Dong Wenyan was stunned, and her eyes lit up when she realized what was happening. She breathed quickly and said, "So, you say, he shouldn't mind having me as his girlfriend again. Even if I can't be his girlfriend, I can be his lover."

Wan Jiao crossed her silk legs and stretched them out, and asked nonchalantly, "Do you think he's short of beautiful women around him?"

There will be no shortage. Just ask and you can have as much as you want.

Dong Wenyan was silent.

"in my opinion."

Wan Jiao continued, "He's not the kind of man who wants every beautiful woman, otherwise he wouldn't have abused me so much, and he's willing to invest his feelings in me and give me such an expensive villa."

"If he wanted every woman, he wouldn't be like this now, don't you think?"

Yes.

Dong Wenyan thought about her contact with Song Cheng last night and this morning.

The man really seemed to have no interest in her. He didn't even look at her twice, and there was no trace of lust in his eyes when he looked at her.

Although he acted very warm and was willing to add contact information and chat for a while, he was actually quite cold. "So, how did you win him over?"

Dong Wenyan looked expectant.

"I didn't take him down."

Wan Jiao sighed and said, "He was the one who won me over. As for why I attracted his interest in me, I'll have to ask him."

Dong Wenyan was disappointed and unwilling.

The phone suddenly rang.

Wan Jiao picked up the phone and took a look, finding it was an unfamiliar number. After thinking about it, she answered it.

A woman's voice sounded on the phone: "Excuse me, is this Ms. Wan Jiao?"

Wan Jiao said in a cold voice: "It's me."

The woman continued, "Hello, Ms. Wan, I am the general manager of our Dior store. Mr. Song has selected a batch of clothes, bags and jewelry for you and asked me to contact you."

Again
Not finished yet?
Wan Jiao felt sweet in her heart and smiled: "Okay, got it. I'll leave it with you first and I'll go get it later."

What?

Dong Wenyan blinked and realized something was wrong. She couldn't help but crawl over, sticking her butt out, and moved closer.

See this.

Wan Jiao turned on the hands-free function.

The next moment, the woman's voice sounded again on the phone.

"That's right, Ms. Wan."

"Mr. Song picked a lot of things this time, so he asked us to deliver them to you personally."

"I'm already in front of the gate of Yunlong Villa."

what?
Dong Wenyan had a bad feeling.

"A bit much?"

Wan Jiao looked at him strangely and asked, "How many are there?"

The woman responded: "No more, no less than one hundred pieces, all of which are the latest models of our Dior brand this year."

One hundred pieces
Wan Jiao was surprised, she sat up and said, "Okay, I understand. Wait a moment, I'll have someone take you in."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"Qianqian?"

Wan Jiao called the housekeeper Tang Qian and told her about this matter.

As a housekeeper, Tang Qian naturally knew what to do, and immediately left to contact the security guard to release the person.

on the sofa.

Dong Wenyan's body collapsed again. She shed tears and murmured to herself, "How cheap! I am so cheap! I bully people! I bully people so much."

See this.

Wan Jiao burst out laughing.

"Yan Yan, why don't you go back first and have a good rest."

回？
Where to go back?
Dong Wenyan wiped away her tears, sat up, and said with difficulty: "No, I can still hold on."

She wanted to see whether those one hundred Dior items were real or fake.

She was so overwhelmed that she even began to suspect that the entire villa was fake and that everyone was an actor acting out a show.

Who would give a 50 million villa to his girlfriend?

It's impossible even if you're married.

For rich people, property is everything. You can enjoy it, but you can't really own it.

Rich people are not stupid.

But Song Cheng just gave it to him so directly and honestly, it was so fake.

She doesn't believe it!
Unless I give her a set, she won’t believe it!!!
Silently, Dong Wenyan burst into tears and began to deceive herself.

And soon.

A Porsche stopped in front of the villa gate.

Tang Qian opened the gate of the villa and led the way. Then, the Porsche stopped in the yard and the door opened.

Four women got out of the car. Judging from their clothes, one was the manager and the other three were waitresses.

In sight.

After getting out of the car, the four women became busy and began to move the beautifully packaged clothes one by one into the living room of the mansion, which was quickly filled with large expensive carpets.

This posture.
Dong Wenyan felt sour again, and her mouth seemed to be filled with bitter water.

God.

I can't live this day.
　Thanks to the bosses for their support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)