Cold CEO Pampering Wife Diary

Chapter 35 Where Do I Live

Bess didn't put down her guitar until the last person in front of her left.

"We've made much more money than I thought," said Bess to Fred, who was very happy like a child. I knew I could make money for you! "

"You are a good singer," Fred praised to Bess, "do you really like singing so much? "

"To be exact, I like music. Don't you think that music is magical? You seemed to be able to mix yourself with it. You know, give me a guitar then I can live anywhere, the music is already in my blood. "Bess kept talking to Fred, as if she couldn't finish speaking as long as it came to music.

"Okay, I know how much you like it." Fred stopped Bess with a smile. He was afraid that if he didn't stop her, she would say it for a day. " You've earned money now. Let's go, we didn't have dinner this evening. How about inviting me to dinner?"

"Of course! Let's go! Put the things back into the bar first." Bess said and put the guitar box into the guitar case, she carried it on her back and was about to leave with the microphone rack.

Fred couldn't catch up with Bess. He put the voice box on his shoulder and trotted to catch up with her.

"It's late, why don't you go home? Where do you live? " Fred asked while walking.

"I am homeless. If I could go home, then I don't need to come here to work for you." Bess secretly rolled her eyes in her heart, she thought, 'he doesn't know that I want to live here. However, I have a job here, at least not to be looked down upon by Jack and dad.'

Fred, "I'll take you to sing on the street and we can split the money, and you just need to offer me a room for me to live." She thought it was a good idea.

work in the crowded street every day. After all,

on you! You are not at the same age as me, but you still can't offer a single

was rendered

about to open the door, Bess heard some voice

carried the box and opened the

cold and light bar in the day. Bess stood at the door,

Bess hurried forward

is shouting at Bess in the

by many young men and

music box and closed the door, after isolating the noise outside, Fred

you going bankrupt in your bar?" Bess felt like she

young people like to have fun here. What I have done is to sell wine to them, and other musical instruments used in my bar are none of my business. Oh, by the way, thank you for

truth, do you mean you can make money and you're not poor. Your pub is running well but you're still so mean to me, right? But I didn't see anyone when I came here yesterday! Are you

Fred

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