I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 48

To be honest, Jiang Chacha regretted it a bit.

She was sneezing loudly when she came to take a cold shower, as if it was a bit more serious than the previous cold.

However, when she, a poor ghost, saw Bian Jichen, it was as if she had seen RMB, wishing she could squeeze a little more.

In just a dozen or so steps, Jiang Chacha displayed her acting skills since graduation.

She limped and finally walked in front of Bian Jichen, her nose started to itch again.

Before she sneezed, Bian Jichen stepped back a few steps wisely, keeping a safe distance from her.

"Ah-choo—" Jiang Chacha just finished sneezing, and opened her eyes to look at him pitifully, pretending to be weak.

Unexpectedly, Bian Jichen actually stood on the sidelines, and soon, he took out a mask from nowhere, and put it on with special attention, as if she was carrying some terrible virus.

Ginger tea:?

As for it! !

He only heard him ask in a low voice: "What does the security guard do for food? Why did he let a beggar in?"

...Very well, I was insulted.

Sooner or later, her heart will be broken and riddled with holes in this world.

[Host, please don't forget the main mission, you have to train Bian Jichen into a domineering president who is so fascinating!Please host continue to work hard! 】

She cares about this shit job now.

Jiang Chacha suddenly went in the opposite direction. She glanced at Bian Jichen and walked away.

And for the next half a day, Bian Jichen didn't see Jiang Chacha either.

This made him a little uncomfortable who was used to her dead skin and face.

He took a special look at the place where the maids gathered today, but he didn't see Jiang Chacha either.

That night, after sending Jiang Chacha home, he returned to his residence. He was obviously very tired and uncomfortable, but he lay on the bed with his eyes closed for a long time, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

It's like my head is filled with water.

So, he transferred the surveillance camera of the small western-style building and watched it back and forth several times.

She was frozen outside for 20 minutes and 35 seconds.

If it wasn't for the heavy rain at that time, he thought, he probably wouldn't have felt any compassion.

He took one last look, then closed the notebook, and fell down on the bed.

He stared at the ceiling.

He doesn't like to owe people favors very much.

In the living room that day, he looked around for a long time, but he didn't see Jiang Chacha. He frowned and was a little irritable.

The maid's name...what is it called.

Bian Jichen thought for a while.

It seems... called Xiaotu.

Last time, he asked someone to retrieve her information.

In the whole family, he was only familiar with Aunt Zhang and the old housekeeper, as well as a few old servants who had accompanied him for many years.

As for the others, he couldn't name them.

He specifically checked her profile.

He has a rural household registration, and his hometown is a small fishing village in City J that couldn't be more remote.

It seems that due to the age too long, after several times of demolition, the name of this small fishing village cannot be searched on the map search engine. Even on Baidu, there are only two or three records of this village.

It seems that it has become a mark of history and will soon be obliterated.

After thinking about it, he walked out of the living room.

When he walked to the back garden, he saw Jiang Chacha competing with others for work.

On a hot day, the maid on the opposite side urged her anxiously: "Oh, you have a cold, and the housekeeper asked you to rest at home for a day, and you didn't even think about it. If you have a cold like this, why do you still insist on helping me with work, you! You are really dying of anxiety." its me!"

At this moment, Jiang Chacha was grabbing the flower pot in her arms with all her strength, with a attentive and serious expression, she said urgently: "My dear sister, let me help you! I have no work to do, and my hands itch! Unless I have to Amputation, or I can't stand it..."

The point is, after she finished speaking, she sneezed several times.

She was going to die, and the maid who came to work here a year before her was about to cry.

Bian Jichen felt a headache from watching, he stopped and asked calmly, "What are you doing?"

The maid at the side seemed to see a savior, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Master, Xiao Tu is sick, and the housekeeper has allowed her to take a paid vacation, she must..."

"You have to help me with work..." She was a little embarrassed to say it at the end, she really couldn't understand why this newcomer did this!
Some people are eager to catch fish, but why does she want to rush to help others?
She didn't do her any favors either...

Bian Jichen moved his jaw slightly, "Go down first."

The maid said yes, gave Jiang Chacha a timid look, and left.

On the grass covered with small white flowers, only Jiang Chacha and Bian Jichen were left.

And just behind them, there is an exquisite glass garden.This aesthetically pleasing sun room is illuminated by the sun, and the plants inside grow lush and lush, and because it has been taken care of by professional gardeners, it looks like a colorful oil painting from a distance.

Next to it, the Angel Fountain made a splashing sound and shone brightly under the sun.

Seeing him, Jiang Chacha yawned bored.

She, Jiang Chacha, knows nothing but holds grudges.

Bian Jichen looked coldly, and said, "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing." She replied unemotionally.

For a moment, Bian Jichen didn't know whether it was him or her.

Jiang Chacha sighed, and sat down on the stone bench behind her in the blink of an eye, frowning, with a vicissitudes of expression like an eighty-year-old woman, who was about to smoke with a cigarette in her hand, she mulled over, "Hey."

"My life is to be a cow and a horse."

Bian Jichen:?

After Jiang Chacha finished speaking, she glanced at his expression first, and after seeing that there was nothing unusual, she continued earnestly: "I have nothing good in my life, except that I can work. Who knows that I have worked so hard to come here I have no choice but to work harder. Even if I catch a cold and get sick, I can only grit my teeth and do harder and more tiring work than others. I am afraid that the young master will see me as lazy and drive me out. here……"

After finishing speaking, she looked as if her life was not long, and she let out a long sigh.

Bian Jichen: ...

Every word she said made him think carefully about whether he was an impersonal tyrant.

"Ah, how can I sit here and rest!" Jiang Chacha covered her mouth playfully again and cried out.She stood up numbly, pretending to wipe on the stone bench, pretending to regret: "Damn, how can I sit on the bench at the young master's house! I am not worthy!"

Bian Jichen's eyes dimmed.

Between the lines, she was yin and yang to him.

After wiping Jiang Chacha a few times, she turned around and lowered her head weakly, not daring to look directly at him.She said: "Hey, how can I have the right to stand beside the young master to breathe? I will only pollute the air here. I'll get out now, and I won't obstruct the young master's eyes anymore."

After speaking, Jiang Chacha limped forward several steps.

three.

She took another step, counting.

two.

With her back to him, Jiang Chacha coughed weakly and unable to take care of herself.

One.

"Stop." Bian Jichen had never had such a headache in his life, he raised his hand and rubbed between his brows.

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(End of this chapter)