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She snorted and said, “You’re not thinking of taking a few of them back to be your maids, are you?”
“If I could, I would. But I doubt they’d let me.” Yin Shaojie thought out loud, pretending to consider it seriously.
“You dare!” Mu Xiaoxiao glared at him.
“Just kidding.” Yin Shaojie laughed, putting his arm over her shoulders.
“I don’t think you’re joking. You’re really considering it, aren’t you?” Mu Xiaoxiao pouted, looking jealous.
Ye Sijue coughed a couple of times and glanced at his friends, saying, “Are you here to help me or to bicker?”
“I don’t want to talk to you anymore! I’m hungry. Let’s go eat!”
Though Mu Xiaoxiao said that, she pulled away, flicking her hair before leaving the room.
Yin Shaojie was about to go and pacify her but someone grabbed ahold of him.
“Hey, are you forgetting that I’m a sick person?” Ye Sijue reminded him.
“Wait here. I’ll go out and ask two maids to e in and help you up.” Being the Great Master Yin, what would he know about caring for people? Moreover, the maids here were well trained, gentle, and meticulous. Wouldn’t it be better to let them take care of him?
“No need!” Ye Sijue glared at him.
“I must.” Yin Shaojie laughed. He quickly went out and beckoned for two maids to e in.
Ye Sijue had just gotten woken up. He drank a bowl of soup before he passed out, but it was already night time, and he was feeling hungry.
The maids were very attentive. Upon learning that he had woken up, the maids served porridge for him.
At first, the maids had wanted to feed him, but Ye Sijue refused.
After tasting the porridge, Ye Sijue was quite surprised.
This porridge was very thick and tasted the same as what he ate at home.
Beside him, the maid asked, “Mr. Ye, is this porridge to your liking?”
“Yeah, it’s very good.” Ye Sijue nodded and asked, “Do you have a Chinese chef here too?”
The maid shook her head. “No, we don’t.”
Ye Sijue didn’t expect the foreign chefs to be able to capture such an authentic taste.
The maid seemed to have noticed his interest because she smiled and explained, “Actually, this is Miss Annie’s doing. She found a recipe and guided the chef. She even did several taste tests before serving it. Perhaps Miss Annie was hoping that you would be able to eat something that you were used to.”
Ye Sijue was startled and there was a stirring in his eyes.
He said nothing more but only lowered his head to eat the porridge.
In the living room on the first floor.
Yin Shaojie chased Mu Xiaoxiao down the stairs. She was surprisingly fast for someone with short legs.
Catching up to her, he saw Mu Xiaoxiao standing in a daze.
“What’s the matter?” He walked over and patted her on the shoulder.
Mu Xiaoxiao turned back and looked at him. Her black, bright eyes had a disbelieving look as her slender finger pointed in a certain direction.
“Why is that guy here?”
That guy?
Yin Shaojie looked at the direction where she pointed and realized who she was talking about.
Nimo sat on the European-style sofa, smiling as he waved at them. “Hello, we meet again! What a coincidence!”
Yin Shaojie’s brows furrowed.
Coincidence?
Obviously not!
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