Chapter 10 Competing with Momma
"What's the matter, you think this job is beneath you? Or do you look down on cleaning ladies now? If it weren't for the cleaning ladies, wouldn't our entire group be turned into a dump? Without their hard work, how could we have such a stable and nice society? Do you still doubt the importance of this job?"
Heh heh, trying to compete with momma? I'll cripple you and you still want to be a husband? More like an old man...
Nangong Bingfang chuckled to herself stealthily.
After hearing Nangong Bing's words, Lin Zifeng smacked his lips, his face blushing with embarrassment as he said, "Isn't cleaning a bit of a poor job?"
It seems like cleaning is something that aunties do, right? Do I really have to fight with the cleaning ladies over a meal?
Seeing Lin Zifeng's face becoming embarrassed and awkward, Nangong Bing couldn't help feeling immensely delighted.
This was exactly the effect she wanted.
You like taking advantage of me, right? Smoking in my house? You really wanted to take advantage of momma, didn't you? Fine, momma will indulge you! Now you know how formidable momma is, don't you? Hehe, try to compete with me, I'll make sure you can't find your way.
Nangong Bing really wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh in front of Lin Zifeng, so she turned around and said, "Let me know when you've thought it through." But then thought to herself, "I'm going to sleep now, if you don't have anything else, please leave. However, I'm not a heartless person, you can think of it as taking in a beggar—I'll let you make do on the couch tonight. My room has a secret weapon, don't even think about sneaking in!"
"That, Empress, can't we switch to another job? Isn't cleaning a bit, you know, too much?" Lin Zifeng couldn't help but call out to her, feeling that being a cleaner was just too humiliating.
"What job do you want then? You should know it's not easy to find a job these days. Even college graduates can't necessarily find good jobs. Working as a cleaner at Tianyu Group is much better than at some small company, so think about it."
"No, can we swap? I don't want to do cleaning."
"Then do security, take it or leave it! You don't have a choice, take it or get lost!" Nangong Bing's face was cold, her charming and delicate cheeks flushed with excitement at seeing this guy at a disadvantage. It made her feel especially comfortable inside.
"How much per month?"
"Two thousand."
"Two thousand? Is that all security makes now? You're kidding me," Lin Zifeng exclaimed in surprise.
"Who has time to joke with you? Three thousand, take it or leave it?"
Damn!
Bargaining over a job?
"Fine." After thinking it over, Lin Zifeng nodded. Tianyu Group was his wife's after all, so what if he was a security guard?
"Consider it yourself."
After speaking, Nangong Bing's alluring figure gradually walked into her own room, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Lin Zifeng shrugged helplessly, it seemed his bargain of a wife wasn't so easy to deal with.
...
At night, the massive villa was quiet, and Lin Zifeng couldn't seem to find a single guest room! This made him quite depressed!
What, does her dad have to sleep on the couch when he comes over too?
After wandering aimlessly for a while, Lin Zifeng gave up and accepted that he was indeed going to spend the night on the couch.
As darkness enveloped the night and turned pitch black, Lin Zifeng tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Instead, he lay staring with wide eyes at the star-studded night sky.
Lin Zifeng lowered his head and touched the bracelet on his wrist.
Looking at the inconspicuous and eerily black bracelet, Lin Zifeng thought of the nameless old man.
He wondered how the old man was doing now. When helping him escape to heaven, the old man's kindness to him was second only to that of his parents.
All the unique skills he possessed now were bestowed upon him by the old man, or else he would have been killed when he returned to the country.
"Don't worry, old man! I will definitely come back to find you," Lin Zifeng's icy eyes flashed with a few hints of killing intent.
The next morning, Nangong Bing got up even earlier than Lin Zifeng had imagined. He had thought that someone as spoiled as her would surely sleep until they woke up naturally.
"Eh! How come you haven't left yet?"
As she was getting up early to do aerobics, Nangong Bing suddenly saw Lin Zifeng still lying on her sofa.
"Morning! Wife."
Damn it! The little bit of good mood I had when I woke up this morning was immediately swept away by Lin Zifeng.
"Listen up, I am not your wife, so keep your mouth clean from now on! Ok?"
Nangong Bing placed her hands on her waist, and the huge thing in front of her chest slightly bounced with her breath, as if it might jump out at any moment. Lin Zifeng couldn't help but click his tongue—so big!
"Uh...! What should I call that?" Lin Zifeng asked hesitantly.
"Call it whatever you want, but remember, never call me your wife! It makes me feel sick!" Nangong Bing said, sticking her head up proudly like a peacock.
Hmph, call what? With my noble status, you should feel honored to call me anything. Ordinary people begging to call me... I can't even be bothered.
"Old..."
"Hmm?"
Just as Lin Zifeng was about to call her wife, he was met with Nangong Bing's fierce and menacing glare.
Quickly, he changed his tune, "Old... Empress Dowager. What's for breakfast? I'm starving, hurry up and have your maid make something to eat." Lin Zifeng stretched and yawned.
"What! You still want to freeload here for food?" Nangong Bing was nearly driven mad by him. We're not supposed to mess with each other's business, so why do I have to support such a bum?
It's my house, but now he acts like it's his! No manners at all, and the moment he gets up, he's asking for food. What does he think he is? No, I can't be at peace for a moment with this jerk around.
"I'll say it one more time, please leave immediately, or I'll call the police!"
Nangong Bing threatened.
"Call the police? For what?" Lin Zifeng asked, feigning confusion as he drank his milk.
You brute, that was my beauty milk for the morning. You actually drank it! I'm so angry. Who have I offended to deserve this sort of calamity.
"I don't have time to argue with you, this is my house! This is the last time I'm reminding you. You'll have no one to blame but yourself."
"Hehe. Wife, even if you call the police, it's useless. I'm your future husband! Even if you don't recognize me, your dad certainly does. Why not? Give him a call and ask?"
"You...!"
Thinking of her father's old embarrassing affairs, Nangong Bing was itching with rage but could find no way to deal with this person. She surely couldn't just kick him out—this guy, who didn't seem like a good person, might cause a scene. She decided to simply swallow her pride.
Nangong Bing closed her eyes tightly, taking deep breaths and trying to control her explosive temper.
In her mind, she comforted herself, I can't get angry, I can't get angry, there's no point in getting upset with him.
"Wife! Your milk is really nasty, not even as good as the sheep's milk we used to have at home. I don't know what kind of taste you have," Lin Zifeng said, still drinking the milk and heartlessly criticizing the taste of her milk.
After hearing Lin Zifeng's words, Nangong Bing's face instantly turned furious! She shouted, "You jerk! Whose milk are you talking about? Watch your language!"
"What? Isn't it your milk?" Lin Zifeng appeared innocuous as he pointed at the milk bottle in his hand.
"I'm telling you, this is not my milk!" Nangong Bing was fuming!
Was this jerk doing it on purpose, pointing at the milk bottle and insisting it's her milk! This... this... Who talks like that. Does he know what my milk tastes like?
Lin Zifeng was also confused. The milk he had just drunk was clearly hers, so why was she adamantly denying it? And insisting it was his milk? Lin Zifeng felt like he was the one being confused by her.
"It is clearly your milk! No matter how much you argue, you can't change the fact!"
Lin Zifeng held the milk bottle in front of Nangong Bing with a firm attitude.
"Does my milk look like that? Have you ever tasted my milk? Tell you what, this is not my milk, it's your milk! It's your milk!"
Nangong Bing was almost roaring with anger.
"Uh... I didn't say I've tasted your... milk! I mean the milk from your house. Where is your mind going?" Lin Zifeng widened his eyes and cheekily added, "You're not thinking dirty, are you? Hehe."
"I...!" Nangong Bing opened her mouth, her cheeks flushing red, realizing she had been played by this scoundrel again, and this time utterly without her noticing. Now, even if she had all the reasons in the world, she wouldn't dare admit it. She had to suppress the anger slowly burning inside her.
"Old... Empress Dowager, are you alright?"
Lin Zifeng teased as he inched closer to the very face that Nangong Bing detested.
Nangong Bing was stunned; how could a man be so shameless? Right in front of her—a beauty in bloom—this man repeatedly took advantage of her! Didn't he understand the concept of cherishing the fairer sex? Didn't he ever have a girlfriend before, understanding how to please his girlfriend?...