roccoschili Chapter 135 Xiaoyue Wants to Play Role-Playing Games?
Chapter 135 Xiaoyue Wants to Play Role-Playing Games?
After class, An Xiaoyue packed up her textbooks and notes, and left the school together with Shang Qi, who was waiting for her at the classroom door.
Lingxi was sick and needed to rest, so she didn't call to ask about Lingxi's condition in the morning.
When she arrived at Lingxi's house and saw that the person who opened the door was Ji Yubai, she couldn't help but freeze on the spot.
"Hello, sister-in-law." Ji Yubai smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits.
His face was beaming with joy.
An Xiaoyue suppressed her surprise, "When did President Ji arrive?"
She entered the room, stepping on the heels of her shoes to change into slippers.
"No need to change your shoes, no one will put them on for you in a little while," Ji Yubai stopped her.
Upon hearing this, An Xiaoyue reluctantly stepped back into her shoes and went inside.
Zhong Lingxi was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, talking to her computer; she was probably in a meeting.
She took sick leave and didn't need to go to the office, but she was still responsible for pushing forward the work that was hers.
An Xiaoyue looked at Lingxi's home, which was clean and tidy everywhere. There was seafood porridge cooking in a clay pot on the stove, and the aroma of seafood and rice filled the air.
On the small coffee table where Lian Lingxi works, there are eleven pink and white roses.
It has a strong sense of everyday life, and every detail exudes warmth.
It's so abnormal!
She knew exactly what kind of person Zhong Lingxi was, having grown up with Lingxi since childhood.
Lingxi never does housework or tidy up; her room used to be tidied up by Teacher Zhong.
As Teacher Zhong advised Teacher Zhou, "As long as our daughter can keep herself clean and doesn't embarrass me when she goes out, that's enough. Don't expect too much."
An Xiaoyue's probing gaze fell on Zhong Lingxi.
Lingxi wore a stand-up collar shirt, and her hair was exquisitely styled. Off-screen, she wore gray casual pants with Hello Kitty prints all over them.
Lingxi was wearing socks, and there was a working heater in front of her.
She concluded that the person who kept the house clean, took good care of Lingxi, and made porridge was Ji Yubai.
It's hard to believe that the heir to an entertainment company is so virtuous.
Lingxi was in a meeting, and no one in the house made a sound.
After Ji Yubai opened the door for him, he made her a glass of orange juice just like the one Lingxi had on hand, and then took a pile of dried clothes, threw them on the bed and started folding them.
The skillful folding technique made An Xiaoyue's heart skip a beat.
Oh no, Lingxi probably won't escape Ji Yubai's grasp.
"If they don't know how to do it, I'll train their husbands to do it. The first condition for marrying my darlings is that my daughters don't do housework."
These are Teacher Zhong's original words.
Ji Yubai, who likes Lingxi, hits the nail on the head and perfectly meets the necessary conditions for being Teacher Zhong.
Zhong Lingxi turned off the video conference, turned around, and saw Xiaoyue sitting on the sofa, staring at Ji Yubai.
She waved her hand in front of Xiaoyue, "What are you thinking about? Your eyes are practically glued to the screen."
An Xiaoyue's thoughts were interrupted by her, and when she looked back at Zhong Lingxi, her gaze became particularly ambiguous.
She gestured with her chin towards Ji Yubai, indicating to Zhong Lingxi, "What's going on?"
Zhong Lingxi waved her hand, "Just a caregiver, 1,000 yuan for 72 hours. He'll be responsible for taking good care of me and keeping the house clean."
An Xiaoyue's beautiful eyes widened in astonishment, and she couldn't even speak.
Ji Yubai, President Ji.
Not to mention him, even hourly workers found online would earn more than this for 72 hours.
Zhong Lingxi knew what Xiaoyue was thinking and said guiltily, "I didn't want it at first, but he insisted on doing it, and he did a great job, didn't he?"
An Xiaoyue: "You mean he hasn't left since he brought you back last night?"
Zhong Lingxi nodded, not denying it, "Yes."
An Xiaoyue pointed her index finger and said gloatingly, "Zhong Lingxi, you're in trouble!"
Zhong Lingxi refused to admit it, gripping Xiaoyue's hand tightly, her attitude resolute, "Absolutely impossible!"
Ji Yubai overheard their conversation but pretended not to hear it.
Wearing an apron, she truly embodied the duties of a part-time worker.
"Master, is lunchtime now?"
Owner!
Wow, that's fun!
As soon as Ji Yubai opened his mouth, An Xiaoyue covered her mouth, her eyes wide open.
What kind of role-playing game are these two playing?!
Zhong Lingxi remained unfazed and spoke like a queen, "Agreed."
The answer is revealed: the humble servant and the queen he could not have.
Well, she became the only audience member at this performance.
An Xiaoyue secretly took out her phone and frantically pressed the red shutter button when Ji Yubai brought over the bowl of porridge.
Does Fu Shengyang, his good brother, know about Ji Yubai, who is so interesting?
An Xiaoyue pursed her lips tightly to avoid letting the two lead actors notice her smile.
She selected the best-angled, clearest photo that best captured Ji Yubai's servile nature and sent it to Fu Shengyang.
"Xiaoyue, this bowl was served first. You eat first. You'll have classes all morning, so don't go hungry."
Zhong Lingxi gave her a bowl of porridge that Ji Yubai had prepared beforehand and let cool.
Ji Yubai frowned; he disagreed.
Zhong Lingxi glared at him, and he immediately calmed down, agreeing, "Sister-in-law, you eat first. I'll use my folder to fan it up; it'll cool down quickly. Sister-in-law, you eat first."
An Xiaoyue saw the two's little actions and shook her head and twisted her body triumphantly.
That's good, that's good. She still holds the number one place in Lingxi's heart.
Happy!
She scooped up a spoonful of porridge from the noodles and deliberately made a loud slurping sound to provoke Ji Yubai.
Ji Yubai, sitting on the small stool, almost slipped and fell over. This... this...
Does Sheng Yang like this one?
I need to confirm this.
Just as Fu Shengyang was about to have his work lunch, another message popped up on his phone.
Thinking it was Xiaoyue replying to his message, he opened WeChat and saw a picture of Ji Yu with white hair.
He didn't even have the slightest thought of clicking in to take a look.
Xiaoyue hasn't replied to his message yet; she's probably eating too.
Xiaoyue posted a picture of Ji Yubai, so what picture did Ji Yubai post?
Curious, he opened Ji Yubai's chat window.
The person in the photo is holding a bowl and a spoon, with sunlight shining from the side.
She was so happy and proud, her eyes sparkling with mischievousness.
Fu Shengyang looked at the photo for a while, saved it on his phone, and then set it as his home screen wallpaper.
He seemed to have seen enough, and clicked on the pictures in the album to look at them again.
He chuckled to himself, his voice indulgent, "You're only 22 years old."
After finishing her meal, An Xiaoyue gave Ji Yubai a thumbs up, "President Ji, your seafood congee is really good!"
Ji Yubai clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Thank you for your recognition of my work, sister-in-law."
After Ji Yubai washed the dishes and tidied up the kitchen, they accompanied Zhong Lingxi to the hospital for an IV drip.
On the way, An Xiaoyue remembered to check if Fu Shengyang had replied to her message.
[Xiaoyue wants to play role-playing games with me?]