Zhu Yu was really hungry, not only did she eat an entire bowl of instant noodles, she even drank the soup.
She licked her lips, a little embarrassed. "It's much better than being soaked in stew. Especially since you even added eggs and vegetables. It tastes really good."
Lee Qingxi held up the bowl of rice and said smilingly: "That's right, I also think that my cooking skills are not bad."
"You always eat instant noodles?"
Zhu Yu replied casually.
"Fortunately, I don't like to cook and I'm tired of take-out food, so I thought about how to cook instant noodles."
Lee Qingxi pointed to the empty bowl in front of her and said rather proudly: "This is my unique cultivation technique. I have tried it many times, it should be already very perfect."
Just as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang.
"Go ahead, I'll go wash the dishes."
Zhu Yu quickly picked up their tableware and went to the kitchen.
Lee Qingxi looked at the caller's number and picked it up helplessly: "There's no live broadcast tonight, why are you urging me?"
The phone call was from Huzi. He advised Lee Qingxi to quickly go online and interact more with his fans.
"Since this is private time and you're not at the company, you can use your cell phone to chat with them. This will help you improve your popularity!"
Huzi said resentfully.
If it were anyone else, they would have long thought of all kinds of methods to confirm their statements or report to Zhang Xuan to make sure that they were the most talkative right now.
Unfortunately, after Lee Qingxi went to record a episode of < Home at Yuncheng >, he refused to go on any other programs.
The reason was that he was very busy.
Huzi was one of the few friends who knew Lee Qingxi's true identity. He also knew that Lee Feng had already arranged for Lee Qingxi to go to the Yunxiao Group.
He spent most of the day at the company and occasionally had to work overtime at night. When he returned home, it was usually very late, but he still stayed up late writing songs.
"Enough, I have friends to entertain. If you want, then help me reply. It's not like you don't know my account."
Throwing down one sentence, Lee Qingxi hung up.
He carefully took two steps forward, and looked at Zhu Yu's back.
She was standing in front of the sink, carefully cleaning the dishes they had just used.
It was clearly a familiar set of clothes, but as long as she wore it, Lee Qingxi would feel that it was very different.
He really wished that the rain would last a little longer, just a little longer. It was like a beautiful dream that he would never wake up from …
After Zhu Yu left, Lee Qingdong went to the wine shelf and took out a bottle of wine that he had stored for many years.
He poured himself half a glass, added ice, and took a swig.
However, the dullness in his heart did not dissipate.
Putting down the wine cup, Lee Qingdong dialed a number: "Come over as soon as possible."
In less than two minutes, Steward Zhang appeared at the door.
"Mr Lee, what orders do you have?"
he asked politely.
"Get someone to clean up again. Throw away everything that isn't mine. Don't let me see anything again!"
Lee Qingdong waved his hand and said irritably.
Stunned, Steward Zhang immediately understood what he meant.
"Sure, I'll arrange it immediately. "However …"
He hesitated for a moment, but still kindly expressed his opinion: "I suggest that we temporarily put everything away and put it in the storage room. If Miss Zhu comes back and can't find her things, I'm afraid she won't be happy. "
"What makes you think I'll let her come back?!"
Lee Qingdong squinted his eyes dangerously.
He had lived for so long, but he had never seen such a woman who was so good at provoking others. She, Zhu Yu, was the first!
"About this …"
Steward Zhang smiled and did not answer.
Since that woman had the ability to live here, she definitely wouldn't be easily chased away.
He had been a housekeeper here for almost ten years, so he naturally had seen many women who were raised by wealthy people.
In comparison, Zhu Yu was definitely a special existence.
At this moment, the walkie-talkie he hung on his waist suddenly rang.
Steward Zhang picked up his walkie-talkie and said something.
"Wait a moment."
He raised his head to look at Lee Qingdong who was standing opposite of him, and said in a soft voice: "Miss Zhu wants to call the carriage back, it's raining heavily outside."
Lee Qingdong turned his head to look out the window, and snorted lightly: "Don't worry about her."
Did you see that?
Even the heavens were helping him!
In this kind of weather, as long as one was a normal person and his brain wasn't damaged, he would definitely return first.
"Yeah, let's say that our taxi service is for the owners."
Steward Zhang instructed again: "Remember to be a bit more polite."
He had just put it down when the intercom buzzed again.
"What's wrong? What did you say? She … Alright, I understand. I will tell Mr Lee right now. "
Steward Zhang looked at Lee Qingdong helplessly.
"Miss Zhu has left."
He told the truth.
"That crazy woman!"
Lee Qingdong stared outside the window for a good three seconds. Then, without looking back, he walked towards the door with large strides.
When he arrived downstairs, Lee Qingdong realized that he did not bring an umbrella either.
Fortunately, Steward Zhang behind him took out an umbrella like he was performing magic.
"The rain is too heavy. Mr Lee, I'll go look for him."
he said earnestly.
Lee Qingdong pursed his lips, without saying a word, he grabbed the umbrella and rushed into the rain.
After more than ten minutes, he returned alone.
Although he was using an umbrella, the wind and rain was too strong, and half of Lee Qingdong's body was still completely drenched.
"I didn't see anyone."
He wasn't even wearing his coat. At this moment, his face was pale and his entire body was trembling.
The Steward Zhang called for people to bring blankets and hot tea, so that he wouldn't catch a cold.
"It could also be that I met other owners, so I took a ride with them. It's still better than travelling in the rain. Shall I call and ask where she is? "
Seeing Lee Qingdong's unkind expression, the Steward Zhang asked, unavoidably trembling.
"Forget it."
Lee Qingdong suddenly felt as if he had been played around by a fool for a woman who sought money.
"You should leave first. I want to rest now."
He waved his hand wearily.
"I'll go get you a bath, and then I'll go."
Glancing at Lee Qingdong, the Steward Zhang did not forget his responsibilities. After everything was settled, he quietly left.
In the middle of the night, the heavy rain finally stopped.
Lee Qingdong began to have a high fever.
His physical fitness had always been extremely good. Not to mention having a fever, he even had a few colds.
In a daze, Lee Qingdong touched his phone.
He wanted to call Foen, but his fingers somehow touched Jing Yuann's phone number.
"Foen, send me to the hospital, I have a fever."
After saying that, Lee Qingdong's head tilted to the side, and he fell asleep again.
Jing Yuann who received the call was completely confused, but she immediately realised that Lee Qingdong must have called the wrong number, and accidentally called her.
"Go get the driver, I'm going out."
She immediately went to find her assistant.
"Sister Yuann, it's already past two. Where are you going? Be careful of the puppies, I'm afraid they will be guarding outside. "
The assistant said with a worried expression.
"It's better to stay on guard. I was afraid that they wouldn't follow us!"
Jing Yuann curled the corner of her mouth, and said with full of confidence.
This was a great opportunity!