Volume 1, Chapter 60.

The boy covered his chest in horror!

Just as I was about to let out a sharp explosion, I heard the handsome boy in front of me slowly add a sentence.

"Your pendant."

Boy: “…”

Is the heavy breathing a bit excessive?

"Purely handmade, fifty-one, no bargaining."

Shi Lele stared at the one he liked, struggling madly in his heart.

The hotpot that Yanzi treated her to yesterday cost several thousand dollars, and she bought a fifty-dollar pendant as a return gift. What's wrong with that? ?

I almost gritted my teeth while scanning the code to pay.

"Thank you for your patronage."

The boy put the packed pendants into a bag and handed it to her.

When it was time, he picked up his things and left.

Yang Qingcheng, who was standing behind him, finally had the chance to say, "Your vision... is hard to describe."

It is hard to imagine what the Lu family’s criteria for recruiting servants are.

The college held a charity street sale where students sold some items and the proceeds were used for donations.

Everyone is very interested in it. It doesn't matter whether there is money or not. The main thing is that the young masters want to experience the fun of selling things. It can not only get rid of unnecessary things but also do a good deed. Why not do it?

The street is very long, and some people sell handicrafts or desserts made in their spare time, as well as second-hand and unwanted items.

Sometimes I even saw a B-level student pulling out his three sports cars to sell.

And Yang Qingcheng's goal——

"There."

Yang Qingcheng, who had been uninterested, suddenly lit up his eyes when he saw the stall, and he pulled Shi Lele and walked over quickly.

It was a stall selling games.

There were many game tapes on display that I had never seen or heard of for a long time, and some even looked very old.

"What do you want?"

The stall owner asked with a smile.

Shi Lele said: "These cassettes look old. Are you going to buy them and treat them as electronic grandpas?"

Yang Qingcheng squatted down and scanned the area, then replied, "Some of the game cartridges are out of print, so I bought them for collection."

Shi La La let him choose.

There was no other way. Last time, she kidnapped Young Master Yang but had not used him yet. Shi Lele knew she was in the wrong, so she called and said she would compensate him. Yang Qingcheng then mentioned this activity. Shi Lele had no choice but to take all her belongings with her, praying in her heart that the red-haired young master would not let her lose everything.

As Shi Liao Liao was staring at the decorative lanterns in front of him out of boredom, he suddenly caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye.

"What's this?"

She pointed to an amulet at the very corner of the stall.

The stall owner took a quick glance and said, "Oh, that one. I found it when I was traveling before. If you like it, I'll give it to you as a gift."

Shi Lele picked up the amulet. It was gray, and you could tell it was supposed to be pink. There was a little rabbit embroidered in the center, and the edges were a little torn, revealing the cotton inside. It was indeed a bit ugly, but also ugly and cute.

"Thank you."

After paying the bill, Shi Lele felt heartbroken when he saw that his phone had lost 250,000 yuan in balance.

Yang Qingcheng seemed to be in a good mood, and even generously treated Shi Lele to an ice cream.

"Will you go to the Xi family's dinner?"

Yang Qingcheng seemed to suddenly remember this and turned his head to look at Shi Lele who was biting an ice cream beside him.

The latter nodded: "Well, the young master said he would take me there."

His eyes were complicated: "Lu Yanzhou is really good to you."

Shi Lele looked at him: "Do you have any conflicts with the young master?"

After all, she calls everyone else brother, but when it comes to Lu Yanzhou, she calls him by his full name.

Yang Qingcheng's expression suddenly fell.

It looks a bit humiliating.

"nothing……"

He changed the subject: "I heard from my brother that when the girl from the Xi family was still in Aunt Xi's belly, she was engaged to Madam Lu. Later, the child was lost and Madam Lu passed away. No one mentioned this matter. Now that she is back, the situation is hard to say..."

Yang Qingcheng looked at Shi Lele with a complicated look in his eyes, and it was almost as if the words "there is something else behind his words" were printed on his face.

When she didn't understand his painstaking efforts, she said, "Oh."

Yang Qingcheng was furious when he saw her so relaxed: "You are already very capable for being admitted to Sainton. Even if you leave the Lu family, you can still get a good offer after graduation."

Seeing that Shi Lele's expression did not show much resistance, he continued: "So, stop the loss in time."

"You and he are not from the same world. If you continue like this, he will be unharmed, and you will be the only one who is left with nothing."

Shi Lele stopped and looked up at Yang Qingcheng: "I think you are right."

"I know you still have hope, but—"

"What did you say?"

Yang Qingcheng's eyebrows were raised to the sky.

When I lowered my head, I was met with Shi Lele's serious face.

"I think what Brother Yang said is absolutely correct."

“If I stay with the young master, I won’t even be considered a mistress. I can only be called Xiao Wang.”

"So, from now on, when I leave, I'll rely on Brother Yang."

She patted Yang Qingcheng's shoulder with an expression that said 'you are so righteous'.

Yang Qingcheng: “…”

How did I say I would help you? ?

When they returned to the dormitory, Lu Yanzhou had not come back yet, so Shi Lele prepared dinner anyway.

Even if he had eaten out, when he came home and saw the lights left on for him and a table full of food, he would feel a sense of relief - as if the servants in the house had not received their wages in white.

When Shi Lele returned to the room and took off her coat, the amulet in her pocket fell out.

Wanwan looked at Shi Lele who was bending down to pick up the thing, and couldn't help asking: [Host, why did you buy this? It's dirty and its origin is unknown. Aren't you scared?]

Sometimes I just smile easily.

"Who is afraid? Am I afraid of the ghost, or is the ghost afraid that I will stick the bedside lamp into his dermatitis?"

Maru Maru: Okay, okay, you won’t even let ghosts go, right?

Looking at the dirty amulet in his hand, Shi Lele frowned: "Actually, I don't know either. I always feel like... I want it a little bit."

She sat at the table, turned on the desk lamp, and used a pair of small scissors to cut the old thread along the edge, preparing to take out the cotton inside and then wash it again.

[Eh? What's this? 】

Marumar, who had been squatting nearby and watching quietly, suddenly spoke up.

Then hook the thing out of the cotton.

It's a note.

The paper was very thin and a little yellowed. She was afraid of accidentally tearing it, so she carefully unfolded the paper with tweezers.

Fortunately, the words on it were clear, allowing her to easily see the content.

'I wish my baby girl a life of ease and freedom in the future'

Signed by: West Wind

I was shocked.

West wind! ?

The head of the Xi family? ?

Before she could think deeply, she was startled by a sudden knock on the door.

She opened the door somewhat absentmindedly, and then a tall body, slightly warm and smelling of alcohol, fell towards her.

"Master!?"

When he was pinned down, he held his hands in front of him and looked at the person in front of him with some surprise.

Young Master Lu seemed to be drunk, his rosy ears were pink, and he smelled of liquor. His arm was on her shoulders, as if he was holding her in his arms.

"It's time..."

Lu Yanzhou's warm breath sprayed on her neck, his thin lips rubbed against that skin, his voice was a little unclear and sounded a little uncomfortable.

“Uncomfortable…”

He whispered.

The last time I saw him so vulnerable was in that dark room.

Shi Lele lowered her eyes, and her originally resisting arms loosely wrapped around his thin waist, with her fingers resting on his waist.

He tilted his head and whispered to the drunk young master:

"Master, if you don't get up, I'll poke your butt crack~"

The young master, who seemed unconscious just now, suddenly looked up.

It's not because he's afraid of the person in front of him poking his butt crack, but——

"You smell like Yang Qingcheng."