Chapter 821

"I want to wear my own clothes!" Tibo refused.

Si Minghan didn't continue the problem, but said fondly, "eat first, and I'll let someone take it."

"I'll eat it myself."

"Treasure." Simanghan's eyes became a silent threat.

As soon as Di Bao looked at the plate, he knew that it was the food of two people. Si Minghan wanted to eat with her.

Emperor Bao knew that if she didn't listen to Si Minghan now, she would leave the cold garden for a longer time.

Besides, does he think that this way, she can be controlled by him?

She is not the emperor treasure who has lost his memory. He can do whatever he wants without any idea!

Emperor Bao took a deep breath, calmed himself, and turned to Si Minghan's room.

Yes, not the one where she lives.

Anyway, as he wished, he also understood that no matter how he cooperated with him, he could not change his mind.

Emperor Bao went to the bathroom to wash, and the toothbrush was already ready.

Emperor Bao looked at himself in the mirror and thought, an indifferent heart is an iron wall!

After washing, he came out, sat down at the small table in the living room, and dined with Siman Han face to face.

Halfway through the meal, there was a knock at the door, and the maid came in in panic.

"Mr. Si, I'm sorry. Miss Di's skirt was... Washed out by me." The maid bowed her head and said in fear.

Deborah, what?

"Your first day washing clothes?" Si Ming's face became cold.

"Sorry, Mr. Si, i... I didn't mean to..." the maid's voice shook.

"Where did it come from?" Asked emperor Bao.

"Chest... Chest." The maid answered.

Emperor Bao thought, is this still wearable?

"Let me have a look." Emperor Bao said.

The maid came with the broken skirt.

Emperor Bao found the damaged part from the collar to the chest. And the material of her skirt is silk, which can't be mended at all. It can only be abolished.

So, she can only wear the clothes simanghan prepared for her?

"I don't need to get my salary this month!" Si Minghan's eyes were cold.

"Yes..." the maid dared not complain.

Emperor Bao looked at the maid and simanghan. "Aren't you acting?"

Si Minghan immediately changed his statement, "he left the cold garden after receiving his salary."

The maid turned pale. "Mr. Si, I will never make mistakes again..."

"Get out." Si Ming's cold voice.

The maid dared not speak any more and was about to turn around with tears in her eyes.

Emperor Bao didn't have the heart. "Forget it, it's just a skirt. You don't have to scare people with dismissal." Although her skirt is far more than the maid's monthly salary, she has countless skirts, so there is no need to let the maid's job disappear.

Si Minghan's eyes are deep and unpredictable. His girl is kind.

"Thank you, Miss Di! Thank you!" The maid was grateful and went down with her broken skirt.

Si Minghan asked, "didn't I act?"

Emperor Bao doesn't make a sound. You know best whether to act or not.

But don't think your goal has been achieved!

"I'll go back in my pajamas."

"No."

"Not without it." Tibo went back to his apartment in his pajamas.

Take a bus directly to the apartment here. Who can see it?

What if I saw it? Her pajamas are not that revealing.

"It seems that I will change your style in the future." Si Minghan said that he didn't have to wear it and run around.

Emperor Bao frowned at him.

"Take the children to see their grandfather today?" Si Minghan asked.

Emperor Bao stopped chewing.

"He said he wanted to see you. He didn't see you before because you haven't recovered your memory. If you don't want to, we'll do it another day."

Emperor Bao himself is going to see commander mountain. Since he mentioned it, he can go there directly!

"Today, then!"

But after breakfast, Emperor Bao insisted on leaving the cold garden.

Some principles cannot be changed. It's like drinking. Once you take the first sip, there will be countless!

"I'll show you the new house." Si Minghan said.

Tibao didn't say anything.

Anyway, when she said she would go, simanghan wouldn't agree. He must follow her forcefully.

The luxury villa was built on the top floor, overlooking the most beautiful scenery of the city.

It is said that money here may not be able to buy the top floor.

Emperor Bao probably knew the connection, but she tried to ignore it.

She doesn't believe that simanghan isn't involved here.

The decoration has been completed and the furniture inside is complete. Extreme luxury can show the power of the top floor.

Emperor Bao stood in front of the glass wall and looked outside, thinking, so everyone wants to make more money, so they can climb higher

"The evening is more beautiful." Simanghan stood behind her, his eyes fell on her white neck, and his black eyes knew it well.

Dibao naturally believes.

To be honest, she would not want to move out of aunt Qiu's apartment if it weren't for her six children and occasionally seven children living together.

But now even if she moved out, she would often visit the apartment there.

"You don't want to live here." Tibao warned him.

"Bao, what are you worried about?" Si Ming asked, his voice as low as dumb stimulated people's nerves.

"I don't worry about anything. I just don't want to live with you." Emperor Bao then staggered his body, went to the living room, sat down on the sofa, took the remote control next to him and turned on the TV.

It is the projection of the whole wall.

When two people are here, she always wants to find some other voice to come out, and then, as a matter of course, order them to leave.

However, the eviction order has not yet been implemented. When the TV is turned on, there is a news about simanghan, who is "dead and resurrected".

He said that simanghan did not die after being seriously injured. Instead, he went abroad to find a miracle doctor for treatment. Now he has returned healthy.

Dibao took out his mobile phone to search, and the news on the mobile phone was all, accounting for the hot search.

Most of the voices in the comments are——

"It's better to have money!"

"He deserves to be the king of power in Kyoto. He can even fight life and death!"

"It seems that the weather will not change in Kyoto for the time being!"

"Such a handsome and powerful king of power will not have another one in the next 500 years!"

“？？？” After reading this comment, Tibao is the reaction.

Why don't you say within a thousand years?

Do you want to exaggerate?

Si Minghan can really control everything. He wants the public opinion to follow the same direction.

Playing with tactics is no problem.

A cup of freshly squeezed fruit juice and desserts were placed in front of her, and Emperor Bao was stunned. She thought there were only decorations here. There would be no such food

"Even if you allow me to stay here today?" Emperor Bao was not convinced.

"When the house is ready, you have a reason to live." Simanghan poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down beside her.

The aroma of coffee masked the fragrance of fruit juice.

Emperor Bao gave him an oblique look. Does this man have a place to sit? Do he have to sit on her side?

"Drink coffee and leave?" Asked emperor Bao.

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