"Private nanny, a monthly salary of one hundred thousand!"
Ye Qiu immediately gave in and stood behind Edward to dry his hair.
However, Ye Qiu had never taken care of anyone, so she did it quite roughly. Edward's head was being shaken around by her, and he even saw water from his hair splash into the noodles.
Rub and rub, rub and rub...
Ye Qiu's hands were getting sore, and it was still not dry. To what extent does she need to dry?
"Edward, why don't you use a hairdryer?"
"No need," Edward said, "it's fine now."
Ye Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, explaining her clumsiness: "Well, this is the first time in my life serving someone, I'm still not proficient. Rest assured, I will work hard to improve."
"Okay."
Edward picked up his chopsticks and stirred the noodles. They were already not well-cooked, and after sitting for a bit, they clumped together, looking even worse.
Edward had absolutely no appetite.
