Chapter 48 Getting into Trouble Again

Part-time worker?

Zhou Yunjie was stunned for a moment.

After thinking for a moment, he said to the man, "Mr. Shen, I can do the work at Xinglai, and I will definitely cooperate with the interview you just mentioned. And I can also do the part-time job you mentioned. Can I make a condition?..."

After she finished speaking, she was afraid that Shen Zhiyu would simply refuse, so she softened her voice and gestured pitifully, “It’s just a small condition, which is easy for you.”

"Um."

Shen Zhiyu nodded, "In this society, most things are easy for me, but why should I accept your conditions? Now... you are begging me to give you a job, not me begging you."

Maybe the carpet was too warm, Zhou Yunjie forgot how embarrassed he had been just now.

The reason he could stand here was probably just because of Shen Zhiyu's good family background and the face he gave to the Zhou family.

Her eyes were sore, but she stubbornly refused to let the tears fall. She bit her lip tightly and endured for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry to have troubled you. Thank you for tonight."

Then he added, "I'll tidy up the living room floor tiles. Leave the car keys to me and I'll tidy up the car seats."

Shen Zhiyu looked at the stubborn Zhou Yunjie steadily, and was suddenly a little surprised. Why did everyone who met her say that she was obedient and well-behaved? Even his mother Rong Anning thought so.

Perhaps they had never seen her like this.

very good.

All he wanted was for her to have self-respect.

This way, when they separate in the future, she won't be dragging her feet.

"what ever."

Pointing to the car keys on the cabinet, Shen Zhiyu strode upstairs.

Zhou Yunjie waited until the footsteps disappeared before wiping the corners of her eyes and standing for a moment. When her emotions calmed down, she took a tissue and squatted on the ground to wipe the floor tiles.

It would be a lie to say I'm not disappointed.

But since leaving home, she has experienced many kinds of loss and grievances.

Lost in the past, or have to live as usual.

…

Shen Zhiyu finished his work upstairs and went downstairs. There was no one in the living room.

The floor tiles were dry again, and there were a few balls of soaked paper towels in the trash can.

Wipe the floor with soft tissue paper...

If she worked in a hotel, the monthly loss cost would probably increase again.

Shaking his head, Shen Zhiyu turned to the stairs to the basement and went down to the wine cellar.

I picked out a bottle of red wine and vaguely saw a light flashing in the garage next to me.

He was silent for a moment and turned around.

Just one glance and I was stunned.

In front of him was Zhou Yunjie's perky buttocks, his long legs slightly bent, as he leaned over the passenger seat of his car, wiping something.

Perhaps the skirt was too short, or perhaps she rolled up the hem a little to make it easier to work, and the scenery under the skirt was vaguely visible in front of Shen Zhiyu.

He moved his Adam's apple and walked over.

"I thought you were gone."

Zhou Yunjie straightened up quickly when he heard the voice, his fair face flushed from the work, "It will be done soon."

Shen Zhiyu's gaze stayed on her face for a few seconds, then moved to her hand, "Did you use this to wipe it?"

"I can't find a rag. This was just in the car. I used it to wipe the rain off my hair..."

Zhou Yunjie looked down at the white towel in his hand.

It's nothing strange, why does Shen Zhiyu have that expression?

"You're the first one to use D. Porthault's towel to clean the car."

After Shen Zhiyu finished speaking, he walked back with the wine, leaving Zhou Yunjie stunned on the spot.

D. Porthault?

The brand that costs hundreds of dollars for a towel?

It's over.

In trouble again.