I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 31 Miss Ben is no longer serving me!

Ginger tea is about to crack.

Thinking of her, even though she is a daughter in name only in school, but no matter what, she is living with dignity and has her own little follower!
Being his maid, she still feels that she is not as good as a pet...

After Bian Jichen fastened the last button, his cold eyes still stayed on her body, as if to see if she would have a little bit of dissatisfaction.

Jiang Chacha suppressed her anger abruptly.

It's okay, she bears it.

She didn't dare to show any negative emotions on her face, but continued to maintain her nuclear and kind smile.

Jiang Chacha took his shirt off her head and put it in her arms, with an extremely gentle voice, "Okay, master."

In fact, she scolded him countless times in her heart.

As soon as she turned around, she rolled her eyes and walked out of his bedroom.

She closed the door gently, and after making sure it was tightly closed, she began to yell and curse: "Bian Jichen, the dog boss, is too bullying!"

After cursing, I was afraid that he would hear me, so I couldn't help but keep my voice down.

...Forget it, she has no backbone and dare not confront him face to face.

Looking at the white shirt in his arms, Jiang Chacha looked dejected, and wanted to throw it into the trash can.

As soon as she threw it in, she suddenly thought of something, turned it out in a hurry, and patted off the dust on it.

Even though it was worn by him, the shirt was still very clean, and exuded the unique crisp smell of a teenager.

In his capacity, any shirt must be very expensive, not to mention whether she can sell it second-hand, Bian Jichen is the male protagonist in "Love in Mind"!

In Shengying School, there are countless crazy fans of him.

A clean shirt he's worn and they have to fight over it?
Jiang Chacha suddenly thought of a way to make a fortune...

Even when she looked at the shirt in her arms, she became pleasing to the eye.

After Bian Jichen finished tying his tie, he opened the door and walked out when he found that Jiang Chacha opposite him was burying her face in his shirt that was about to be thrown away with an almost infatuated expression.

Jiang Chacha froze her head when she heard the sound of the door opening. She swallowed and raised her head slowly.

I saw that Bian Jichen still maintained the movement of opening the door with one hand, and he stood there, watching her current movements coldly.

The eyes can be described as death.

The scene fell into an eerie silence.

Jiang Chacha remembered that it was necessary for her to come to the rescue, she said in a heartless way: "It's not...Young Master, listen to my explanation."

Bian Jichen, who usually doesn't have any emotional fluctuations, frowned uncontrollably, and his voice was full of chills: "You approach me in every possible way, just for this?"

"..." Jiang Chacha couldn't argue with her.

Ahhh, she knew she would be misunderstood!

The shirt in her hand is not to be thrown away, nor is it not to be thrown away, Dou E is not wronged by her, she put on a pain mask, "Master, listen to me..."

Bian Jichen's expression was so vivid and vivid for the first time, he had a complicated expression, and finally put down a sentence in disgust.

"Please respect yourself."

After speaking, he left.

There was no wind and messy ginger tea left in the corridor.

She really wanted to cry, she really wasn't a pervert! !
In fact, it was time for work meals, and she sacrificed herself, but ended up like this.

When she went back, there was no food for her.

She had no choice but to be alone in the corner, silently taking out the instant noodles she brought over.

——It still tastes like old sauerkraut.

She had just squatted in the corner and ate a few bites when she saw the well-dressed Bian Jichen passing by her with a few books in his arms. Smelling the pungent smell, he glanced at her calmly. She glanced.

Seeing that she was eating the greasy instant noodles, he hesitated for a moment.

As if she had done something modest, she didn't dare to look up at him at all.

Bian Jichen walked away quickly.

Jiang Chacha whispered bb, she didn't really do that kind of thing, she was just misunderstood, so why is she guilty! !
What a guilty conscience she is!
In the afternoon, Bian Jichen went to another small western-style building.

It was only recently that Jiang Chacha learned that children from wealthy families had a full schedule all day long, and during holidays on Saturdays and Sundays, there were always different famous teachers taking turns to tutor them.

In the afternoon, she was bored doing chores, thinking about when Bian Jichen would come back.

As time passed, the sky outside darkened again.

Now is the rainy season, the weather is always cloudy and uncertain.

At exactly four o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Chacha found out that Bian Jichen had accidentally suffered from heat stroke on the way, and planned to rest there tonight and not come back.

Hearing this news, Jiang Chacha was greatly disappointed.

This means that she can't catch him, and the part-time job progress has been made! !
However, as a member of Bian Jichen's women, Jiang Chacha still cared about his body.

Knowing that he had suffered from heat stroke, he was absent-minded for the rest of his working hours.

At six o'clock, she could get off work as usual, but when she saw the servant who had gone to deliver dinner to Bian Jichen and came back with all the things, she couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Master, don't you want to eat?"

The servant was helpless, "The young master said he has no appetite and doesn't want to eat."

When Jiang Chacha was about to ask Aunt Zhang to make some light food for delivery, she realized that Aunt Zhang had already gone home after finishing the dinner she should have made because of family business.

She thought about it, and although cooking by herself was not particularly delicious, it was still possible.

Although the student union still had things waiting for her to go back to deal with, she still walked into the kitchen resolutely.

The servant seemed to see her thoughts, and couldn't help persuading: "I know you are new here, and you really want to express yourself. But I advise you not to make troubles. The young master said that he didn't want to eat, but he really didn't want to eat it." Eat, even if Madam is back, I won’t be able to persuade you.”

Jiang Chacha wanted to start making it herself, and didn't intend to stop.

She prepared a bowl of soft boiled noodles, and mung bean soup, put them in an insulated box one by one, and went to the small western building.

Because she was in a hurry to send it home, she didn't notice a large cloud in the sky when she went out. Halfway through, a strong wind started to blow. It was still raindrops at first, but suddenly it turned into a downpour.

This day, how come it started to rain again.

Jiang Chacha cursed the bad weather, and started scurrying around. By the time she reached the entrance of the small western building, her clothes were already soaked.

The wind blew against her body, causing goosebumps on her skin, and she folded her arms, shivering from the cold.

She shivered for a while, and found that the windows of the small western building were not lit, and only a room on the third floor could see the warm yellow light inside through the curtains.

Jiang Chacha first rang the doorbell on the next floor.

No one came to answer the door, and there must have been no servants.

She thought about it.Well, although Bian Jichen went too far, she should forgive him.

Thinking of this, she stretched out her finger and rang the doorbell on the third floor.

So cold.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, especially since her clothes were wet, and it was even cooler on the skin.

Jiang Chacha felt that her lips were turning white.

Why hasn't anyone answered yet?

Jiang Chacha took the trouble and rang the doorbell several times.

A few minutes passed, and Jiang Chacha felt that her hand holding the lunch box was almost unconscious.

She bit her lip, just when she was about to press it again.

It was discovered that in the darkness, the walkie-talkie finally sent out a hissing electric sound, and then a clear human voice appeared.

The boy had just woken up, and the impatience of being woken up appeared in his hoarse voice, "...Hello?"

Jiang Chacha endured the coldness of her body, her eyes lit up instantly, "Master!"

Hearing her voice, the other party fell silent for a moment.

"Master, haven't you eaten yet? I brought you something to eat..."

Before Jiang Chacha finished speaking, the other party hung up the phone instantly.

For a moment, her heart was as cold as the rain outside.

The wind blew again, and she sneezed from the cold.

Jiang Chacha was very embarrassed, her hair was also wet, and it was sticking to her face.Seeing Bian Jichen treat her like this, her eyes were sour, and then she sniffed firmly.

Forget it, forget it, he is a patient now, what is she going to do with a patient.

She tried to smile and rang the doorbell again.

Ten seconds later, the man's indifferent voice appeared on the intercom again.

"Don't eat, you go."

He added: "There is no need to use this method."

—to seduce him.

Bian Jichen didn't say the rest, but Jiang Chacha understood.

She heard him hang up the phone again, with a slap, as if hitting her in the face.

She almost cried.

What does he mean.

She cooks for him desperately, delivers it in person in the rain, and endures the cold for so long, that's how he treats her.

Damn, she quit ginger chacha.

Bian Jichen had just returned to the bed, and within a few seconds of lying down, he heard the ear-piercing ringing of the doorbell again, as loud as if a DJ was playing on his eardrums.

He frowned, got up expressionlessly, this time he didn't even put on his slippers, he came back and pressed the intercom, just about to sneer.

As a result, the other party took the lead in yelling, and the girl trembled, with a weak cry in her anger, "Bian Jichen! What's so great about you, I won't serve you anymore!"

After finishing speaking, without giving him any time to react, she snapped and hung up the phone.

Bian Jichen looked at the walkie-talkie and was silent for a while.

He couldn't figure out what was going on with this woman.

His sleepy eyes were slightly closed, and he rubbed wearily. Seeing that she stopped ringing the doorbell, he turned around and lay back on the big soft bed.

After lying down for a while, he opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling calmly.

He always felt that something was not right.

He suffered from heat stroke in the afternoon, and he didn't take any medicine. He has been sleeping until now, but he hasn't recovered. He was woken up by the doorbell just now, and his head is still groggy.

Realizing that his throat was a bit thirsty, he got up and went to the window to get a glass of water.

Just halfway down, as if he heard something, his body froze visibly.

He pursed his lips tightly, strode to the window, and with a bang, the curtain was pulled open by him.

The heavy rain came into view, and the raindrops beat on the window brutally, blurring all the scenery outside the window.

He didn't expect that the sound insulation of this bungalow would be so good.

My head is so heavy.

Bian Jichen propped his forehead with his hands, frowned, turned around again, turned on the LCD screen, and then independently adjusted the monitor at the gate and zoomed in.

When he saw the thin girl shivering half squatting at the door 10 minutes ago, half of her maid outfit was wet.

...he felt his head hurt even more.

　I updated 5300 words today, sat in front of the computer for a long time, my neck really hurts QAQ.

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