陌陌上卖的400妹子是真的吗

Chapter 47 - The Sensitive Little Maid

“What happened to you?” Lin Xiyan asked, frowning at Ye Chen, who looked like a beaten dog, covered in injuries and exuding a weak aura.

“It’s a long story… Can you help me find a place to stay first?” Ye Chen’s voice was weak, speaking each word with evident difficulty, clearly in a bad state.

“Alright.” Lin Xiyan didn’t press further, considering Ye Chen’s condition. She felt it was inappropriate to bring up the matter of the Beauty Pill at this time.

“You guys, help him into the car and take him to my apartment in Jiaxin Garden,” she instructed the bodyguards who accompanied her.

“Understood, Miss,” the bodyguards responded and carefully lifted Ye Chen into the vehicle.

“Senior sister, there’s one more thing I need to ask of you…” Ye Chen said as he was being helped into the car.

“What is it? I’ll help if I can,” Lin Xiyan replied, willing to assist her junior brother within reason.

“Could you send someone to get some medicinal herbs for me? Snake gall, Fragrant Grass, Dong Quai, Cuttlefish Flower…” Ye Chen listed, each word followed by labored breathing.

“I’ll take care of it,” Lin Xiyan assured, understanding that Ye Chen needed these herbs for his recovery. Without them, it could take months for him to heal.

Thus, Ye Chen was taken to Jiaxin Garden by Lin Xiyan’s bodyguards, while she returned to the Lin family home.

She planned to ask for the Beauty Pill formula from Ye Chen once he recovered, not wanting to waste the three billion she had invested.

…

The next day, around noon, Jiang Che leisurely opened his eyes and yawned. Sleeping until midday was an indulgence he thoroughly enjoyed.

Not having to wake up early for work and having a diligent maid to prepare lunch was a luxury he appreciated, feeling as if he must have saved a galaxy in his past life to deserve such a life after his transmigration.

“Young Master, lunch is ready. Would you like to eat now?” Ah Qing entered the room, her gaze tender as she looked at Jiang Che. Her movements were a bit awkward, understandably so after the previous night’s events.

“Let’s eat,” Jiang Che said with a smile, unbothered as he began to dress in front of Ah Qing.

Ah Qing’s cheeks flushed at his boldness, covering her eyes with her hands, though she couldn’t resist peeking through her fingers. “Young Master is such a bad boy~” she muttered under her breath, admiring his physique.

After lunch, Jiang Che lay beside his home swimming pool, soaking up the sun, while Ah Qing massaged his shoulders. With Ye Chen severely injured and likely taking days to recover, Jiang Che found himself somewhat bored.

His main source of entertainment had been suppressing the hapless protagonist, and now, having achieved the mid-stage Innate level, he was eager for another encounter with Ye Chen.

“Does it feel good, Young Master~?” Ah Qing asked sweetly while massaging him.

“Very comfortable, a bit harder please,” Jiang Che responded, enjoying the moment. Life was good without any work or worries, just enjoying each day.

Suddenly, his phone rang, interrupting his relaxation. Picking it up, he saw it was from Li Chengfeng. “Hello? What’s up?” Jiang Che answered, curious as to why Li would contact him without a specific reason.

“Boss, I heard there’s a high-society party on a yacht in Linjiang tonight. Are you interested?” Li Chengfeng asked, sounding hopeful.

“Another party? Not really interested…” Jiang Che replied, finding the idea less appealing than spending time at home with his maid.

“But I heard Lin Xiyan, the school beauty, will be there,” Li Chengfeng added with a sly chuckle.

“Lin Xiyan will be there?” Jiang Che’s interest was piqued, as this wasn’t a scenario from the original story. His actions must have altered the plot.

“Yeah, really no interest?” Li prodded.

“Alright, tell me the time,” Jiang Che said, somewhat reluctantly.

“Eight o’clock tonight, Linjiang Pier. Don’t miss it.”

“Fine,” Jiang Che agreed and hung up.

Turning around, he noticed Ah Qing’s face was filled with unease, her eyes almost teary. “What’s wrong, are you jealous?” he teased, pulling her into his arms and playfully nudging her nose.

“Who is Lin Xiyan, Young Master…” Ah Qing asked, her voice tinged with a hint of distress.

“Just a friend.”

“Does Miss Shen know about her?” Ah Qing knew about Jiang Che’s engagement to Shen Qingqiu.

“Of course, she knows. Lin Xiyan is her junior sister,” Jiang Che said, stroking Ah Qing’s hair with a white lie. He had come to understand Ah Qing’s sensitive and sentimental nature over the past few days.

“That’s good then,” Ah Qing murmured, a smile returning to her face.

She didn’t resent Jiang Che’s potential interest in other women, considering his status. What she feared was being forgotten by him, now deeply attached to her Young Master.

“You won’t leave me, right, Young Master? I’ll always be your maid, by your side,” Ah Qing pleaded softly.

“Don’t worry, I won’t,” Jiang Che reassured her, recognizing the depth of her feelings and her fear of being abandoned.