Professional Stand-in, With an Hourly Salary of 100,000

Ji Xinxin still remembers that she and Bai Zhou mentioned that she had learned some French cuisine. In order to make up for the regret that she could only spend the Christmas day with him this time, she specifically proposed to cook at Bai Zhou's house.

Ji Xinxin bought vegetables and arrived at the apartment in the daytime, with large bags and small bags, and was waiting downstairs for pick-up in the daytime, when the butler in the lobby on the first floor had already walked out quickly.

"I'll help you." The butler smiled and took most of the eco-friendly bags. "Be careful, I'll press the elevator.

Ji Xinxin had three bags left in her hand. She nodded to the housekeeper and thanked her softly.

The butler looked very familiar with her: "It's really hard for you to bring so many things here.

Ji Xinxin's movements paused.

--also?

She thought for a while and smiled and said, "No way, I'm always worried that he will not eat well and have unbalanced nutrition.

"Mr. Bai grows so tall, and your credit is indispensable." The butler said half-jokingly, and walked to the elevator side by side with Ji Xinxin and pressed the upward button.

This is not the first time Ji Xinxin has come to this luxury apartment worth tens of millions.

But she has come far less often than the housekeeper can talk to her and laugh.

Since she is not here, the answer is obvious.

The frequent person is Ji Fanyin.

With a "ding", the elevator door opened and the daylight standing inside was stunned for a moment, and put his foot against the elevator door: "Sister, let me get things, you come in.

He easily took the bag in Ji Xinxin's hand and nodded to the housekeeper who was helping to carry it.

The elevator quickly closed the door and began to rise.

Ji Xinxin stood in the elevator with her eyes down, thinking about how to question Day and how to know what happened to her in the past few months when she went abroad.

She thought and thought, or started with tentative language: "The housekeeper downstairs is so kind, and she's a little familiar. She also knows my name, so she calls me Miss Ji directly. Did you tell her in advance? what?"

Shi Tian, ​​who was standing there casually, suddenly straightened his back. He subconsciously asked, "What?"

But in such a quiet elevator, without other people's interference, how could Shidai couldn't hear what she said?

This is obviously a manifestation of making up excuses subconsciously delaying time.

Ji Xinxin took a breath: "Porridge, I know you have something to hide from me."

"I didn't." Shidai denied reflexively. "What did the sister say?"

Ji Xinxin looked at him disappointedly: "You know what I'm talking about in your heart, don't you?"

The day fell silent.

When the elevator reached the top floor, Ji Xinxin bent over and carried two bags: "I know you must have your own reasons, so I want to wait for you to confess to me. I will give you time to prepare.

Bai Zhou followed her in a little panic: "No, things are not what you think!"

"What's that like? You tell me." Ji Xinxin looked back at him, "I never object to you making more friends, but if you make new friends, that friend or even my relatives, why are you hiding from me? What?"

Bai Zhou frowned and bit her lip irritably: "I and Ji Fanyin are not friends, I just look at her pitiful."

Recruited.

Ji Xinxin sneered in her heart: "When you see poor people, do you bring them to the house to eat together?"

"I didn't bring her to the house to eat together!" Bai Shiru's reaction was very big, "I just saw her pitifully! And, if I can't see my sister, if I meet her, it kind of makes me feel like being with my sister, not so. Ji Xinxin stared at Bai Zhou: "That's the reason? "

"Sure." Bai Zhou murmured, "Otherwise, is there any advantage in Ji Fanyin that can compare with her sister?"

Ji Xinxin examined the daylight for a long while, bringing all the small details on the opponent's face to the bottom of his eyes, and slowed down her voice:

That's because I made you feel lonely. I told you a long time ago that you don't want to go abroad and stay with me in China. Bai Shiru complained dissatisfiedly, "but you still have to go to France, and my parents restrict me to see you. Even if Ji Fanyin is a fake, at least she looks a lot like you. "

Ji Xinxin reprimanded Bai Zhou in a soft tone: "You can't treat your sister like this, so how is it possible that she will be sad? That Ji Fanyin will never be sad.

Even if she is willing to spend time on the day, it must be because she has found some fun.

But even if it's just the simple starting point of "fun", if it were that Ji Fanyin, Bai Zhou might empathize and fall in love with her.

"Porridge, you promised me that you won't use the excuse of not seeing me again to meet with your sister, okay?" Ji Xinxin asked Bai Zhou, frowning and not immediately speaking.

"This is not only disrespect for her, but also the same for me." Ji Xinxin reached out and touched Bai Zhou's cheek. "When you miss me, just call me or send a message. Don't tell others. As my substitute, okay?"

Daylight wandered and looked at her with a little hesitation. Or did you say that you don't like me anymore, but do you like her? "Ji Xinxin asked.

"Of course I like my sister." Bai Zhou said immediately, "How does Ji Fanyin compare to you?"

"Then do as I said, can you?"

Good Ji Xinxin smiled and squeezed Bai Zhou’s face complimentarily: "Good boy, let’s go in as soon as it’s so cold outside and you’re dressed so young. After solving the wobbly here in the day, Ji Xinxin is treating Li Xiaoxing at night Especially perturbed.

She always felt that things had been out of her control in just a few months, and it was Tie Dingding and Ji Fanyin who had contacted by day, although he hesitated and refused to give details.

Will Li Xiaoxing do the same?

And Song Shiyu? Even more of her spare tires? Will all be snatched away by Ji Fanyin?

She has to work extra overtime at Christmas because of Ji Fanyin's everything nowadays. That also depends on the high overtime pay.

Well, I have to sell paintings by the way.

Ji Fanyin specially found a big bag from the closet, which happened to be able to put the painting in the bag.

Since she couldn't appreciate the painting, she didn't open it at all after she got it, and the kraft paper wrapped in the gallery just stayed there.

Then came the anti-wolf spray, the siren, and just in case, the quick dial for the alarm on the phone.

After making all preparations, Ji Fanyin called a car out to meet Song Shiyu.

She even kindly brought a small Christmas tree to Song Shiyu as a present.

As the door opened, Ji Fanyin held the Christmas tree in front of Song Shiyu: "Merry Christmas!

You too. "Song Shiyu paused before answering. He took the gift and smiled. "Come in and sit down. The slippers are by the door."

"Will you have dinner at your house today?" Ji Fanyin stepped on the slippers and entered the door, put the bag on the shoe cabinet, taking off his coat and walking in familiarly with Song Shiyu behind him, "May I help?" She was actually already. You can see all kinds of food and tableware in the big kitchen.

It's just that scene, how can I say it.

At first glance, I think the owner of the kitchen probably can't cook.

"Let's go together, I bought a lot, and I can't do it alone." Song Shiyu pointed to the pool, "Help me deal with those?"

Ji Fanyin took a closer look and smiled helplessly: "You obviously think it is troublesome to eat these shellfish, but you buy it yourself.

As she said, she rolled up her sleeves directly: "Since I am eating at home, don't care too much about the appearance. I will blanch them and just remove the shells, so that you can eat more easily, okay?"

Song Shiyu stood on the other side, without turning his head back: "Okay."

Ji Fanyin, the little chef, washed the big mussels in the sink and cooked them with water, and then took the whole piece of shellfish out of it.

Not to mention that Song Shi was so troublesome, even Ji Fanyin, who is usually not troublesome, felt that it was quite annoying to try to open this thing without using her hands. She hummed a small tune and put the shellfish together and adjusted the sauce. , Bian and Song Shiyu said: "It's Christmas night, you don't put any decorations at home, there is no festive atmosphere at all.

"Isn't there you?" Song Shiyu replied casually.

After a second, he seemed to react to what he said in the previous sentence, and quickly added the second half: "Did you bring me the Christmas tree?"

Ji Fanyin burst into laughter: "It's such a small tree, what kind of festive atmosphere can it have.

Song Shiyu smiled and said nothing.

His abnormal silence lasted until the end of the dinner.

Ji Fanyin was really concentrating on cooking and eating. She had noticed the fact that she didn't usually cook when Song.

Who made Song Shiyu clumsy even when cutting a piece of meat, he had to taste sugar and salt to tell the difference.

If you count on Song Shiyu, you don't need to eat this meal.

In order not to waste ingredients, Ji Fanyin basically dominates the kitchen.

At the same time, maintaining the warm atmosphere in the kitchen is a bit tiring to be reasonable.

It was not until the end of the two hours that he was full of food and drink, Ji Fanyin asked Song Shiyu in a particularly considerate and gentle manner: "Are you on your mind? Tell me about it?"

Song Shiyu checked the time.

"We'll talk later." He said.

Ji Fanyin understood.

He is the kind of person who buys idol albums in boxes of gold in order to get support tickets.

But the record company is happy as long as it gets the money, isn't it?

So she tacitly finished dinner with Song Shiyu and cleared the table. When the countdown started, Ji Fanyin went to the door and took her bag back.

"One are you going to talk about this?" Ji Fanyin took out the painting from the bag and put it on the table.

"This is one of the things." Song Shiyu glanced at the painting and found an abnormality. "Have you not opened it?"

"Isn't this better for you?" Ji Fanyin lightly pressed the corner of the frame and turned it half a circle. "Anyway, if you bury it back, you have to give it to Ji Xinxin, right? No more nonsense, let's quote. ."

Song Shi did not blink without blinking: "Double."

"Five times." Ji Fanyin increased the price at will.

Although they are all non-profit transactions, a little more is okay." Song Shiyu paused, "The premise is that you have listened to my next words.

"Let's talk." Ji Fanyin generously decided to hear what shocking words he wanted to publish.

"I think Song Shiyu is deliberately speaking, his hands are folded on the table, his fingers clasped tightly, "I can try to associate with you. You said you don't like me anymore, but you are more observant of my habits and hobbies than anyone else. On this point, Xi Chuuxin can't compare to you.

Ji Fanyin raised his eyebrows amused.

"I know Xinxin won't accept me, so you can think about it. I will be your boyfriend and try to like you." Song Shiyu rubbed his mouth, "Of course, you and Bai Tian... also The transactions with your other "clients" must be stopped, and if you need money, I can give it to you in the future.

When he said this, he took a deep breath and looked directly at Ji Fanyin's eyes. So, are you willing to be my girlfriend? "

Ji Fanyin waited for two seconds to confirm that he had finished speaking.

Then she smiled and gave Song Shiyu an elegant middle finger: "Are you worthy?"

Ji Fanyin, I'm serious. "Song Shiyu frowned.

"I said that Ji Fanyin who likes you is dead is serious." Ji Fanyin looked at the man in front of him amusedly. Do you think you can still eat back grass at this time? In the end, you really think so?"

No matter how you look at it, it was a bit like news that you wanted to explain. Ji Fanyin felt awkward when he saw it. He took it with a glance, thinking "No, no, no," in his heart. Who knows that Song Shiyu really thinks so.

It's ridiculous and sad.

"Why, how many times have you been disappointed by Ji Xinxin after returning to China to meet you? She is no longer your perfect fantasy? Then you think in your heart: As expected, Ji Fanyin is better?

Song Shiyu's face became harder to look.

"Don't you believe that I don't feel anymore for you?" Ji Fanyin raised his cheeks and looked at Song Shiyu, and asked with a little pity, "Song Shiyu, think about it carefully, is it because I didn't tell you the heartlessly enough to understand, or you Don't want to admit that you have lost your charm with me?

The licking dog that always chased me and couldn't get away, why suddenly stopped licking me?

It was not that Song Shiyu couldn't understand people, he just refused and couldn't admit it.

"Associate with you? Are all the best men in the world dead?" Ji Fanyin chuckled and pushed the frame in front of Song Shiyu. "I've heard everything you want to say. The painting stays here. Remember to hit five. Times repurchase money.

She stood up and said goodbye to Song Shiyu condescendingly.

"Goodbye, Song Shiyu."