Chapter 26, could it be your ex-boyfriend?
26
"Da da da"
The sound of the knife blade clattering against the cutting board was strangely soothing.
Jiang Siyu didn't stay standing. Instead, she picked up her phone, which had been neglected all day, hugged a cushion, took off her slippers, and sat down in the corner of the sofa.
As soon as I unlocked my phone, a video call from Fu Lin popped up.
Subconsciously, Jiang Siyu glanced at Bo Siye in the kitchen, her thumb tracing the screen of her phone.
She was somewhat reluctant to answer the call.
But if she doesn't answer, Fu Lin will probably start overthinking and wondering if something has happened to her.
Who knows what kind of trouble we'll cause then?
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Siyu swiped to answer the call.
Then Fu Lin's face appeared on the screen, and Jiang Siyu's gaze softened as she looked at the magnified image of the radiant beauty on her phone.
"Not busy today?"
"Busy, just finished filming." Fu Lin, lying on the table, kept her eyes darting around, watching Jiang Siyu. After a moment, as if sensing something, she asked:
You don't look well.
"I have a cold and fever."
"Has it been treated?" Fu Lin straightened up from her exhausted back, making no attempt to hide her worry.
Jiang Siyu nodded: "I've been to the hospital, and the fever has gone down now. I just need to take some medicine later."
"You went by yourself?" Fu Lin's eyes suddenly turned sad.
Jiang Siyu had few friends and had broken ties with the Jiang family.
If she needs to go to the hospital, she usually goes alone.
Jiang Siyu's lips moved slightly; she didn't want to lie to Fu Lin.
However, she didn't want Fu Lin to know about Bo Siye's existence.
Just as she hesitated, Bo Siye's voice suddenly rang out above her head.
"Ayu, would you like some chili powder?"
"..."
Jiang Siyu quickly pressed the button to stop the phone, but Fu Lin, who heard the unfamiliar male voice on the other end, was already furious.
She screamed, "Jiang Siyu! Jiang Siyu! There's a man in your house! There's actually a man in your house!"
"Let go of my hand!"
"release!!!"
Don't force me to beg you!
Hearing her almost cracking voice, Jiang Siyu had no choice but to release the camera and speaker that she had been holding down tightly.
She explained in a serious tone, "He is the housekeeper I hired to take care of me."
"I don't believe it!" Fu Lin stared wide-eyed. If it were just housekeeping, Jiang Siyu wouldn't be so guilty.
and!
Although there are male housekeepers now, who would want to do housekeeping if their voice is so pleasant?
Male models or voice actors clearly have better career prospects.
"Really." Jiang Siyu tried to convince Fu Lin, but no matter how serious her expression was, Fu Lin didn't believe her.
She raised her chin: "Turn the camera around, let me see."
"No." Jiang Siyu shook her head, while giving Bo Siye, who was standing by watching the commotion, a warning look. She suspected that he was doing it on purpose.
Knowing full well what your taste is, you still deliberately ask.
"Why not?" Fu Lin narrowed her eyes, becoming increasingly suspicious that Jiang Siyu was lying.
“This is an invasion of privacy,” Jiang Siyu said righteously, but Fu Lin sneered.
"Jiang Siyu, your guilty conscience is written all over your face."
"Really? My face is clearly all about beauty." Jiang Siyu looked at her pretty face in the camera lens and smiled with satisfaction.
Fu Lin knew that Jiang Siyu was somewhat narcissistic, but she also knew very well that Jiang Siyu wouldn't have the nerve to say such things in front of strangers.
Therefore, the men in Jiang Siyu's family are all people she knows, and are quite familiar with.
First, we can rule out Ji Yanheng; that bastard's voice doesn't have this level of sophistication, and he can't even cook.
After thinking it over... a flash of inspiration crossed Fu Lin's eyes, and the next moment she squinted and asked:
"Ayu, it's not your ex-boyfriend, is it?"
The image vanished the instant Jiang Siyu's pupils dilated, and Fu Lin immediately knew she had guessed correctly.
Meanwhile, Bo Siyue, who had not yet returned to the kitchen, was also staring intently at her with his eyes lowered:
"Did Ayu talk about me with your friend?"
"What?" Jiang Siyu might feel guilty in front of Fu Lin, but she would never bow her head in front of Bo Siye.
She countered, "Mr. Bo isn't someone to be ashamed of, what's wrong with mentioning it?"
"Of course, no problem. After all, it's an honor for me to be President Jiang's ex-boyfriend."
"What an honor," Jiang Siyu muttered, her phone still vibrating incessantly. She was tempted to throw it away.
But considering that Fu Lin was her only friend, she really couldn't just ignore her.
So… Jiang Siyu lifted her eyelids and glanced at the person still lingering in front of her:
Go cook your meal.
"Okay~" Bo Siye didn't have the slightest temper and did whatever Jiang Siyu said.
Seeing that he had indeed gone to the kitchen to continue working, Jiang Siyu reconnected with Fu Lin's video call.
Fu Lin was much calmer at this moment, and she had managed to control her expression, though her eyes were still filled with excitement.
"Flip the camera over so I can see who this ex-boyfriend is that can make our beautiful Jiang fall for him again."
"Falling in my foot!" Jiang Siyu warned Fu Lin in a low voice, "There's no future for us, so don't talk nonsense."
"Whether it's something else is another matter. Let me check on the person first."
Fu Lin was too curious, and although Jiang Siyu didn't want to satisfy her, she still softened and flipped the camera according to her wishes.
From a distance, Fu Lin could only see a tall, slender figure busy in the kitchen.
Although the details weren't very clear, the man's superior physique immediately invigorated Fu Lin.
"Wow~ those long legs, those shoulders, that waist... Ah Yu, are you eating this well? Zoom in a bit, let me see your face."
To prevent Fu Lin from saying anything shameful, Jiang Siyu consciously put on headphones when flipping the camera.
She tapped the screen with her fingertip, zooming in on the image.
The moment the camera focused on Bo Siye's profile, Fu Lin's gasp was so exaggerated that Jiang Siyu wanted to take off her headphones.
"Holy crap..." Fu Lin covered her mouth: "You made this kind of jerk your ex?"
"Ayu, won't you regret it when you wake up at night and find your bed empty?"
Do you regret it?
Jiang Siyu did regret it at first, but later she didn't feel anything anymore.
Looking at that flawless face in the camera lens, Jiang Siyu's gaze shifted downwards, landing on the undulating chest muscles beneath his shirt.
When Bo Siye hugged her today, she felt the strength hidden in his muscles.
Bo Siye has always enjoyed exercising, and he probably hasn't neglected it these past two years.
But... it seems she can't touch him whenever she wants like she used to.
I feel a little melancholy.
Jiang Siyu's eyelids drooped, and her tightly pursed lips revealed her displeasure.
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