After Bi Xie got dressed, Song Ma saw her come out and said with a smile, "Get up, go wash up, breakfast is ready."

"Thank you for your hard work, Song Ma," Bi Xie grinned and walked towards the bathroom.

"The master went to the company early this morning and told me not to knock on the door so that you could sleep in. I have been the housekeeper of the Wei family for so many years and I have never seen the young master care about anyone so much. Miss Qin is really the young master's soulmate. Perhaps the red thread between them was tied long ago."

Bi Xie blushed, said, "Song Ma, I'm going to wash up," and went into the bathroom.

Song Ma smiled knowingly and placed the porridge and nourishing soup on the table.

Actually, Bi Xie doesn't really like drinking health porridge. She prefers strong flavors and likes hot pot and spicy stir-fry. But Song Ma's cooking skills are unparalleled. Even a bland health porridge can be made to be fragrant.

Song Ma's culinary skills are second to none, which enabled her to stand out from thousands of people and become the housekeeper of the Wei family's main residence.

After finishing his meal, Bi Xie lazily watched TV. Song Ma had taken care of everything before leaving, so she didn't need to worry about anything.

The TV series is a very popular fantasy drama recently. The male lead and the second male lead are half-brothers. One is charming and domineering, while the other is gentle and refined. Both of them fall in love with the female lead and eventually fight each other to win her over. However, because the second male lead has too much to bear and has made some mistakes, and because he does not have the male lead's halo, he eventually becomes a lonely and proud emperor in the Nine Heavens.

The summer heat hadn't subsided yet, and Bi Xie, with the fan on, watched for a while on the sofa and soon broke out in a light sweat.

If Wei Zhaoye were here, we wouldn't even need air conditioning.

After getting up and making himself a cup of honey lemon water, Bi Xie lazily sat back down on the sofa, sipping his lemon water while swiping his phone screen.

I tapped someone's profile picture with my thumb and then opened the chat window.

Bi Xie stared at the message "I have accepted your friend request. We can start chatting now" for a long time before opening the chat window and sending a message: "What are you doing?"

After sending it, she regretted it a little.

But thinking that if she retracted the message now, Wei Zhaoye would probably ask her what she sent, she decided not to retract it. After finishing her honey lemon water, she went to the bedroom to change her clothes and went out wearing sandals.

Bi Xie went straight to the computer mall and brought home a brand new laptop in the afternoon.

She barely touched the 100,000 yuan she earned tutoring Jiang Han, except for paying rent, so she was still relatively well-off and chose a laptop with good specifications.

With two months left until the end of summer vacation, she plans to make some money as a game streamer. Once she graduates from university and has some savings, she can start her own business in an industry she is interested in.

Bi Xie spent the entire afternoon communicating with the game streamer's management. As soon as they saw her photo, they immediately sent her the streamer's benefits and arranged for technicians to teach her how to operate the system and project the game screen onto the webpage.

Bi Xie didn't buy a camera, but after tinkering with it, she tried broadcasting it.

She was quite focused while playing the game and didn't pay much attention to the comments.

After the game ended, she saw a few comments in the chat: "Can we play together, streamer?"

"Streamer, your Mulan's Flash was really well executed. Are you from the Chinese server? I think I've seen your ID before."