Rumors had it that anyone who crossed Jian Shichu met only one of two fates, death or a life worse than death!
The Ye family was considered among Yun City's prestigious and wealthy families, yet compared to the Jian family, they were a mere trifle, hardly worth mentioning!
Even though Ye Jingzhi was not Ye Qingci's blood-related elder brother, he had always loved her dearly.
She had always treated Ye Jingzhi as her own biological brother, respecting him, admiring him, and adoring him.
How could she bear to drag her most respected elder brother into trouble because of her own issues?
With this in mind, she took a deep breath, her fingers trembling as she reached for the stack of agreements.
Her elder brother was waiting outside; she had no time to read the agreement in detail, so she could only take the pen and, with difficulty, sign her name on the last page.
Jian Shichu took the document she had signed and admired it with pleasure, then patted her head heavily, "Very well, from now on, you are my personal maid, Jian Shichu!"
"..." Ye Qingci's head buzzed, and her body swayed.
Personal maid!
Personal maid!!
For her to serve this capricious, arrogant, and paranoid man was worse than death!
"Now, go and fulfill your first duty as a maid," Jian Shichu said leisurely, crossing his legs and flipping through the agreement on his knee with a good mood, "Hurry up and cook for me; I'm starving to death!"
"..." Ye Qingci glanced at the floor.
The food that was fit for a grand feast had been thrown all over the floor; if he starved to death, wouldn't it be his own fault?
"What are you looking at?" Jian Shichu kicked the coffee table and frowned in disgust, "Eating the same swill every day, so monotonous, without a hint of novelty. Dog food even has over eighty flavors; you make me eat the same thing every day—do you think my life is worse than a dog's?"
In her mind, Ye Qingci retorted: You're not even as good as a dog; dogs are more gentle and modest than you and have common sense and reason.
Seeing Ye Qingci sitting motionless, Jian Shichu raised his eyebrows, "Are you stupid? Why aren't you moving yet?"
"I want to see my elder brother first," Ye Qingci said quietly, not wanting to argue with him. She was so hungry that she had no strength left and couldn't win an argument with him, so she spoke quietly.
Jian Shichu sneered and pinched her chin, "As a maid, unconditional obedience to my commands is your primary rule. Dare to disobey, and I will make it so you never see your elder brother again, believe it or not?"
Ye Qingci took a deep breath.
Alright!
She believed it!
She would endure it!
She was hungry as well; she'd cook for herself and whatever was left over would just be feeding the dog!
She stood up, distinguished the direction, found the kitchen, and walked towards it.
Jian Shichu bent the corners of his mouth in good spirits.
Not bad.
Not too foolish.
At least she could tell where the restroom was and where the kitchen was.
Seeing his lighthearted smile, Xiao Ying couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, you seem to be in a good mood today."
"Mmm, the mood isn't too bad," he replied. Today he had his first... Oh, wrong, his first kiss.
He was now a man who knew how to kiss; let's see who would dare to mock him in the future!
"Young Master, since you're in such a good mood, why don't we take care of those few documents left over from yesterday?" Xiao Ying said, magically producing a stack of documents from behind him.
The sunny disposition on Jian Shichu's face instantly darkened, "Your skill at seizing the moment is getting better and better!"
Xiao Ying smiled as he placed the documents next to Jian Shichu's hand, pulled the cap off the pen for him, and handed him the pen, saying, "Young Master flatters me!"
Jian Shichu snorted.
Was this really a compliment?
Is he insulting him or what?
It seems that his temperament has been too good lately, spoiling Assistant Xiao to the point of having no respect for hierarchy!
He hasn't eaten anything yet.
When you don't eat, your stomach gets hungry.
When the stomach is hungry, the mood turns sour.
He frowned, patiently dealt with a few documents, signed one, tossed another, throwing them all around the room.
Xiao Ying silently sighed, bent over to pick them up, and carefully sorted them one by one.
Fortunately, someone had just cleaned up the food spilled on the floor and the shattered dishes, otherwise these contracts worth billions would have been stained with who knows how much garbage and grease.
Speaking of which, although Master Jian's temper isn't great, his IQ is top-notch.
No matter how complex the data and formulae, Master Jian can glance at them and immediately understand what's going on.
He spots the twists and traps in contracts with a single glance, and nobody can get the better of him.
He always manages to gain the maximum benefit for the minimum cost, which is why he consistently occupies the top spot on the wealth rankings.
Moreover, Master Jian is a genius in software and program design.
All the programs and designs used by Shengshi Heavenly are his creations, firmly placing them at the peak of the intelligence and electronics industry, unsurpassable by anyone.
Technology equates to wealth. The software and programs designed by Jian Shichu are like a money tree that never stops giving.
Master Jian indeed is arrogant and conceited, but that's because he has the capital to be so.
In the entire Empire Country, who doesn't express admiration and respect when Jian Shichu's name comes up?
While he was daydreaming, Jian Shichu had already finished dealing with all the documents. He casually threw his signing pen, frowned, and roared, "Ye Qingci, did you go slaughter a pig or something? How can it take so long to cook a dish, are you a pig!"
"Coming!" Ye Qingci pushed open the kitchen door, bringing out four dishes and a soup, placing them on the dining table one by one.
Pig, pig, pig!
With every breath, it's pig this, pig that; surely pig must be his ancestor, forever on the tip of his tongue!
She grumbled internally as she set the tableware. Turning her face to look at Jian Shichu, she asked, "Can I go see my big brother now?"
"What's the rush? Let me first check your cooking skills!" Lured by the aroma of the food, Jian Shichu stood up and walked over to the dining table. He took up his chopsticks, picked up a bite, and savored it carefully.
Huh?
The taste was actually not bad!
Originally, he let Ye Qingci cook for him just as an excuse to boss her around.
He simply liked the feeling of being served by Ye Qingci and held no hope for the food she made.
After all, each of the chefs in his house had won international awards.
His tastes had been cultivated to be extremely finicky; no delicacy from land or sea could pique his interest anymore.
Unexpectedly, Ye Qingci, this nobody with yellow hair, could actually make something that suited his palate!
He stopped talking and gobble up the food on the table as quickly as the wind sweeping leaves.
Ye Qingci hadn't eaten for a day and a night. While cooking in the kitchen just now, she had sneaked a few bites but was far from full.
Jian Shichu refused to let her see her big brother, so she also sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and planned to have a few more bites so she wouldn't faint from lack of strength when she saw her brother, worrying him on her behalf.
But just as she was about to take a few bites of rice and nibble on some dishes, Jian Shichu had devoured all four dishes and the soup clean.
Looking at the scallions, ginger bits, and leftover soup in the plates, Ye Qingci wanted to cry, but no tears came.
She was right in her thinking—pig must be his ancestor!
Who else could eat like this if not a pig?