Chapter 8 As Long as I Don't Feel Embarrassed
Fu Zhengnan was silent for a moment before he asked in a deep voice, "Who caused the wound on your face?"
Jiang Qingqing, who was already in an excited state, became even more excited when she heard that the gods cared so much about her. She told them everything about how she had beaten Liu Mei and the other maids today.
He also added at the end, "Am I quite good at fighting?"
Tail raised, waiting for praise.
Fu Zhengnan: “…”
Fu Zhengnan looked puzzled as he scrolled through the game interface but couldn't find a character named Liu Mei.
Looking at the dirty Jiang Qingqing, he swiped to the mall and bought a few sets of toiletries. His tone was unusually gentle, and he said to Jiang Qingqing: "Go to the bathroom to wash up and change into a skirt."
"Bathroom? For showering?"
Jiang Qingqing opened her eyes wide. Would it be bad to bathe in front of the gods? It was a bit frivolous for her friends.
Fu Zhengnan hummed softly.
I haven't realized how embarrassing this is yet.
In his heart, Jiang Qingqing's existence was indeed just as he had said to Lu Jianan, just a game.
Since it is a game, it must abide by China's system, for example: the appearance of indescribable scenes is strictly prohibited.
But when Jiang Qingqing stood under the shower with a flushed face, Fu Zhengnan regretted his decision for the first time. He still underestimated the scale of this game.
Fu Zhengnan coughed lightly and looked away.
There was now a barely perceptible hint of panic in those eyes that were usually cold and clear.
I subconsciously wanted to quit the game, but for some reason I stopped myself.
Jiang Qingqing was in the bathroom wearing only a transparent gauze dress. Looking at the unfamiliar bathroom in front of her, she didn't know how to use it for a moment, so she could only bite the bullet and ask Fu Zhengnan.
"...Um...I want to ask, where can I get water..."
Usually a bathtub is used.
Fu Zhengnan's emotions, which had just been suppressed, were immediately disrupted by Jiang Qingqing.
He also didn't know the layout of the bathroom in this suite that cost him hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Her dark eyelashes drooped as she lightly scanned the screen, then answered in a hoarse voice, "Touch the middle red button. The water temperature is automatic."
Jiang Qingqing nodded.
Neither of them spoke for a while.
The shower head was turned on and poured down on Jiang Qingqing. Jiang Qingqing couldn't help but shiver, not quite used to it.
But because the water was warm, it wasn't that hard to accept. Jiang Qingqing hadn't taken off her gauze dress yet, because she wasn't sure if the god was still there.
Simply wearing tulle is disrespectful.
Jiang Qingqing stood there for a long time, but didn't hear Fu Zhengnan's voice again. She hesitated for a moment, then asked weakly and uncertainly, "God, are you still there?"
Fu Zhengnan did not answer.
Jiang Qingqing waited for about a cup of tea before she let out a long sigh.
He murmured softly, "It seems the gods are not here."
As he spoke, he reached out to untie the almost invisible gauze dress, finally being able to relax and wash himself. He hadn't been able to bathe for the past few days, and it was so uncomfortable.
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【Fu Family Old House】
Mr. Fu just came back from playing golf with his old comrades.
I had intended to go to Fu Zhengnan's study to pick out a few books, but unexpectedly I found a painting of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix spread out on his desk, along with a gold chain casually placed beside it.
Mr. Fu was shocked. With his years of experience as an antique collector, this gold chain was probably...
What a prodigal grandson, just throwing it on the table.
Mr. Fu immediately grabbed his phone and called Fu Zhengnan. He went straight to the point, not giving Fu Zhengnan any chance to refuse. "You spendthrift, I'll take the bracelet on your desk. I want that painting too."
Fu Zhengnan, whose mind was in a mess: "???"
What bracelet, what painting.
He now...
No time...
Mr. Fu didn't care whether he answered or not.
"Okay, that's it."
Without saying anything more, he hung up the phone in a hurry.
He immediately sent photos of the chain and the painting of Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix, taken from various angles, to his comrades in the group.
Mr. Fu said: "Everyone come and take a look, this is a gift from my beloved grandson."
X: "The chain is really good. You have good taste."
Y: "What era is this painting from? Do you want to exchange it? I'll trade this for another one in my collection."
L: "Zhengnan is filial, Mr. Fu is blessed."
All the words were envy and praise, which made Mr. Lu, who had just taken out his mobile phone, red-eyed.
How come they are all grandsons, but there is such a big difference between them!
In a fit of anger, Mr. Lu merged the group messages and forwarded them to Lu Jianan.
"Look, take a good look for yourself!"
Lu Jianan said that he was innocent even if he lay down. Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. If he had been wronged, he should seek justice from Fu Zhengnan.
No matter how you try to please the old man, you won't invite him.
This made him so embarrassed.
Lu Jianan quickly made multiple choices, forwarded the chat history in the group, and sent a private message to Fu Zhengnan.
"Where did you buy these? Please make me a set too. They're V-shaped! Thanks, boss!"
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Jiang Qingqing, who had just finished bathing, remembered that she had not brought any clothes with her.
Fortunately, there was a women's bathrobe hanging on the clothes hanger in the bathroom, which looked somewhat similar to the lining of a palace dress.
After thinking about it, I decided that since the gods are not here now, it shouldn't matter.
Jiang Qingqing quickly dried herself and put on her bathrobe. Then, with lightning speed, she scurried to the wardrobe, intending to simply pick out something comfortable.
How could one know...
There is nothing to wear.
Is the fabric from the gods very expensive? Otherwise, how can one make clothes with just one or two pieces?
Fu Zhengnan didn't say anything.
Looking at the silk suspenders hanging in the closet, she silently bought more than a dozen palace dresses in the mall.
It's really not his fault. How could he have known that this game was so detailed? Jiang Qingqing even needed him to take care of these trivial matters in life.
Those silk suspenders were just given as a gift when you purchased a suite.
"Eh? God, are you there?"
Jiang Qingqing looked at the rows of palace costumes that suddenly appeared in front of her and subconsciously exclaimed.
Although I have seen many things appear out of thin air in the past two days, I am still surprised every time I see them.
Fu Zhengnan: “…”
He wished he wasn't there.
The silence on this end made Jiang Qingqing mistakenly believe that he was really not in the house, and the gift was only scheduled in advance and would be delivered after she finished taking a bath.
Jiang Qingqing, who didn't know the truth, thought happily.
Great!
The gods gave her another gift~
She picked the simplest set and put it on. After Jiang Qingqing finished dressing up, she completely relaxed and felt only a burst of fatigue.
That feeling of being tired and hungry is back again.
Jiang Qingqing stared at the leftovers on the table with a depressed look on her face. Woo…the gods hadn't returned yet, but she didn't want to eat the leftovers…
Lying listlessly on the sofa, silently waiting for the return of the gods.
Fu Zhengnan silently watched Jiang Qingqing for nearly half an hour. Seeing that she was motionless, he thought that his little figurine was sick. He said, "What's wrong with you?"
A clear voice reached her ears, and Jiang Qingqing opened her eyes quickly, "God, you are back!"
Humility: "I'm so hungry..."
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