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1106 [Nanny Kim Sanshun's Petty Bourgeois Life] Part 1

Inside the Korean courtyard—

In the warm and cozy living room, the little nanny Kim Sanshun wore a pink nightgown with a Mickey pattern, sat cross-legged on the soft sofa, with a white mask on her face, and a bow on her head to prevent her hair from getting wet when making a mask.

From time to time, she patted her face with her hands so that the nutrients of the mask can be better absorbed by the skin, and her eyes are wide open. The popular Korean drama "Shunfeng Obstetrics and Gynecology" is played on the TV in front of her. A glass of Bordeaux wine is placed on the coffee table. The little nanny Kim Sanshun's life looks very "bourgeois".

In fact, Song Zhichao has been working overtime in the company during this period and has not been home for a long time. There is only the little nanny Jin Sanshun in the whole family.

Jin Sanshun was very diligent at the beginning and cleaned it from time to time, but no one checked it for a long time, and Song Zhichao didn't come back, so her little laziness came out.

In addition, the Korean hit drama "Shunfeng Obstetrics and Gynecology" has become popular these days, so the nanny has even less attentive to work. Tonight, she even took a hot bath, made a facial mask, and secretly poured out a little bit of the most expensive bottle of Bordeaux wine in President Song's wine cabinet.

Jin Sanshun watched more TV series and also watched Song Zhichao drink more red wine, she felt that drinking red wine was a very enjoyable thing. So she followed Song Zhichao's usual appearance, stretched out her hand, clamped the bottom of the red wine glass with her middle and index fingers, held it in her palm, and then began to shake.

Unfortunately, her skills were immature and her shaking frequency was slightly larger. The expensive red wine inside splashed out of the cup and fell onto the coffee table.

The little nanny Jin Sanshun felt distressed. She heard that this bottle of red wine was worth more than 1 million won. She hurriedly reached out her finger and dipped the red wine splashed on the coffee table, then put her fingers into her mouth to suck, making a clatter.

"Uh, does the red wine taste the only thing?" Jin Sanshun was stunned for a moment, then picked up the red wine glass and dried the red wine inside, and then frowned. It was too unpalatable and bitter and astringent, even soda.

The little nanny Jin Sanshun was a little confused. Why is such a bad thing sold so expensive? She was a little confused about the life of a rich man.

Thinking of the rich, Kim Sansun immediately thought of his own family, which was so poor that he was very poor.

Not long ago, when I called my hometown, my mother asked Kim Sansun how he was doing in Seoul. Kim Sansun brags about how he was doing well. Now he lives in a house alone, eats well and lives well. The President Song whom he serves is also an amazing big shot. He not only knows the mayor of Seoul, but also knows the members of Congress, and is very capable.

Who knew that bragging was so big that when Jin's mother heard that her daughter was doing so well outside, she wanted Jin Sanshun to help her. She said a few words in front of President Song and arranged her little sister Jin Baoer to go to school in Seoul.

According to Jin Mother's words, since President Song even knew the mayor of Seoul City, it would be better to arrange for Baoer to enter the Seoul School? She also said that now she understood that the education in big places is good, and if her younger sister Jin Baoer was still in her hometown, she would never make a fortune in her life.

When Jin Sanshun heard this, she was very big. You know that she was bragging. It is good to arrange her sister to go to school in Seoul, but how could she speak to President Song? She is just a nanny!

It would be fine if Jin Sanshun just said this casually, but Jin Sanshun would be able to delay it, and he would probably forget it over time. But Jin Mother came here this time. She called not long ago and said that she would bring her younger sister Jin Baoer to Seoul these days and would also pay a visit to President Song in person.

This time I've completely played it.

what to do?

When he thought of this, Kim Sansun beat his head hard: "Idiot, you are such a big fool, how can you agree? Why do you brag? Sansun, Sansun, this time my mother brought her younger sister here, and your cowhide has not been exposed directly?"

The more I thought about it, the more annoyed he became, Jin Sanshun picked up the bottle of super expensive Bordeaux red wine and poured a little into his wine glass.

"It's so little, President Song probably can't find it, right? This expensive red wine is so unpalatable, why do I still want to drink it?"

...

Just when the little nanny Jin Sanshun was about to steal the wine of President Song again, Song Zhichao called out outside, "Sanshun, open the door!"

Jin Sanshun, who was "thief", was immediately scared and "scattered". With a trembling hand, the red wine filled the red wine glass and came out from it.

"It's going to die! It's going to die!" Jin Sanshun shouted, and was in a hurry to pour the poured red wine back into the bottle.

But the bottle mouth is too small and it is difficult to pour it in at once.

"what to do?"

Jin San was quick to learn to know that he immediately picked up the red wine glass and took a big sip, then put the mouth of the red wine bottle with his red lips, and spit the red wine in his mouth into the bottle.

After two or three rounds, I finished the red wine.

Looking for slippers, putting red wine, wiping the table, tearing off the mask, Jin Sanshun ran out panting and opening the door.

But as soon as she ran to the gate, she heard a creaking sound. The gate had been opened, and then she saw Han Jiaren, who lived in the rooftop, tower house, break in.

Han Jiaren seemed to be afraid of seeing someone, so she covered her face. She didn't say hello when she saw Jin Sanshun, and directly lowered her head and went upstairs.

Immediately afterwards, Song Zhichao came in from outside and looked at Han Jiaren's back with a weird look.

Little Nanny Jin Sanshun: "..."

Looking at Song Zhichao, I remembered Han Jiaren's "dare not to see people" just now. Could it be that they are the two of them?

Kim Sansun was deeply influenced by Korean dramas and immediately realized that there must be some kind of "mysterious" relationship between President Song and this young lady in the house.

"Well, it must be the one who seduced President Song in this house!" The little nanny Jin Sanshun came to the conclusion. After all, President Song is so handsome and so much gold, and Han Jiaren is so poor that the two are not a perfect match at all.

Thinking of this in my heart, the little nanny Jin Sanshun felt sour in some way.

At this time, Song Zhichao said to her: "How many times have you told you, you should run over and open the door quickly! In short, it's delayed!"

Jin Sanshun bit her lip and did not dare to speak.

"I want to take a shower with water - by the way, take out my best bottle of red wine and make a simple fruit plate."

Uh, red wine?

Little nanny Jin Sanshun blinked hard: "..."

Song Zhichao looked at her strange appearance and asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

"No, nothing."

"Why are you blinking around if you're fine - do you have something to say to me?"

"No, no!"

Song Zhichao glared at Jin Sanshun again, "It's strange all day long, I don't know what's up!"

As he spoke, he walked into the room and walked into the room. He took off his suit jacket and threw it to Kim Sansun, asking her to hang it on the hanger.

When she turned around, Song Zhichao saw the too-cool nightgown worn by the little nanny Jin Sanshun, and frowned again and said, "You should not wear this kind of clothes in the future!"

Jin Sanshun didn't understand where he offended President Song tonight, so why did he always get scolded, but Song Zhichao's attitude towards her made the nanny firmly stand up - give him the bottle of red wine!
Chapter completed!
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