Shen Qingxi rubbed his nose: "I almost forgot about that. We rarely have guests,
so we didn't prepare any of that. As for maids, we don't need them.
Hourly workers are so convenient and cheap these days, why bother with maids?
We've forgotten the Qing Dynasty, still clinging to that useless old system."
Fu Ningning said, "Don't you usually cook? Even without maids, you still need someone to cook, right?"
Shen Qingxi said, "My mom cooks."
Shen Qingxi said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Fu Ningning didn't know how to respond.
Because, in the entire Jiangcheng, or even the entire Daxia, you couldn't find a wealthy family like the Shen family.
They cooked for themselves and hired hourly workers to clean, just like an ordinary family, not at all like a wealthy family.
Fu Ningning said, "So what do we do now? Where should I sleep?"
Shen Qingxi said, "Simple, I have a spare set of bedding in my room. Go get it later, and make do for now.
Buy a new set tomorrow."
Fu Ningning said, "Okay then, that's the only way."
Shen Qingxi sat on the sofa, scrolling through his phone.
"Are you hungry?"
Fu Ningning asked casually, rubbing her stomach.
"A little,"
Shen Qingxi smiled. "What a coincidence, I'm hungry too. There's some food in the fridge."
Fu Ningning's heart skipped a beat.
Looking at Shen Qingxi, was he going to cook for her?
Looking at Shen Qingxi, was he going to cook for her?
A scene inexplicably flashed through Fu Ningning's mind.
Shen Qingxi, wearing an apron, was cooking at the stove.
And she, barefoot, wearing Shen Qingxi's shirt, came up behind him and hugged his waist.
The more she thought about it, the faster Fu Ningning's heart beat.
Just as Fu Ningning was immersed in her fantasy,
Shen Qingxi spoke.
Shen Qingxi said in an extremely puzzled tone, "Wait, girl, why are you blushing like a teapot? Have you passed the hunger pangs?"
Fu Ningning's composure crumbled in an instant.
She glared fiercely at Shen Qingxi.
This man, he really deserves to die, really.
Shen Qingxi said, "Alright, stop talking nonsense. Did you hear me? There's food in the fridge."
Fu Ningning said, "I heard you, then go cook!"
Shen Qingxi looked at Fu Ningning like she was an idiot: "I, Shen Qingxi, am the only son of the Shen family in Jiangcheng.
The biggest spoiled rich kid in Jiangcheng. You want me to cook?"
Fu Ningning said, "So what do you mean?"
Shen Qingxi said in a very matter-of-fact tone, "Of course you'll cook."
Fu Ningning was shocked: "You, you want me to cook for you?"
Shen Qingxi said, "Of course, otherwise do you think I'm just living here for free? Not only will you cook, you'll also have to clean. Great, we can save on hourly worker fees!"
Fu Ningning clenched her fists: "Fine, very well, I'll do it."
When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Fu Ningning said she would endure it.
However, she would never tolerate it forever.
Sooner or later, she would tear Shen Qingxi's mouth apart.
Shen Qingxi couldn't care less about her inner thoughts.
At this moment, Shen Qingxi held his phone horizontally
and tapped on a familiar icon.
"Timi!"
Fu Ningning went to the refrigerator and looked at the saturated ingredients inside.
Fortunately, the Shen Feng couple hadn't been gone for long.
Otherwise, all the food in the refrigerator would have gone bad.
Fu Ningning randomly selected a few items and prepared to cook.
In her previous life, she was framed on the day of the family reunion banquet and then left the Fu family.
To prevent being drugged or plotted against, Fu Ningning always cooked for herself.
She had also developed excellent culinary skills.
So, cooking wasn't actually that difficult for her.
Shen Qingxi lost two games in a row and was cursing when he smelled the aroma of food.
Turning his head, he saw that Fu Ningning had already set out four dishes and a soup on the table.
Shen Qingxi's eyes lit up.
Huh, reborn people have this use too?
Sure enough, people with cheat codes are full of advantages.
"You can't even keep up with everything."
Fu Ningning took off her apron, intending to call Shen Qingxi for dinner.
But she found Shen Qingxi was nowhere to be seen on the sofa.
Looking towards the dining table, she saw that
Shen Qingxi was already serving rice.
Fu Ningning's lips twitched slightly. This young master was so eager to eat.
In the short time Fu Ningning was thinking ,Shen Qingxi had already started eating.
"Why aren't you eating yet? We don't have a habit of not letting the housekeeper eat at the table. Come and eat with us!"
Fu Ningning's eyes widened. She wondered if she had misheard.
What had she just heard?
Housekeeper?
She, Fu Ningning, even if she was the fake heiress of the Fu family, still had her pride.
To call her a housekeeper...
Fu Ningning's chest heaved violently. She slammed
her hand on the table: "Okay, Young Master Shen, I'm coming!"
Fu Ningning sat at the table, biting into a rib.
It was as if she were biting into Shen Qingxi.
What could she do? She had no choice.
Now, Shen Qingxi was all she could rely on.
Shen Qingxi was her only protection, and only by relying on him could she live a peaceful life, and perhaps even seek revenge!
Shen Qingxi ate his meal, observing Fu Ningning.
He thought to himself, he may be uneducated, but he wasn't stupid.
Fu Ningning's attitude made him wary.
Although many rebirth stories in short dramas end in disappointment, with the protagonist still suffering, they were still reborn and would always have some aspirations.
Just like Fu Ningning, even though her identity as a reborn person hadn't been confirmed yet.
However, judging from her confident assertion about the stocks,
Shen Qingxi estimated that it was almost certainly true.
And a reborn person, so patient, just to have him protect her?
No matter how you looked at it, it didn't seem very reasonable.
Besides Shen Qingxi, there were others in Jiangcheng who could protect her.
And in Shen Qingxi's view, he was the least cost-effective option.
With his father gone, the future of the Shen Group was uncertain.
Yet Fu Ningning was so eager to stay by his side.
There could only be two possibilities: first, the Shen Group wouldn't decline under his leadership,and might even solidify its position as the top company in Jiangcheng;
second, Fu Ningning wanted something from him.
Regardless of the possibility, Shen Qingxi had a general idea.
If that was the case, then Fu Ningning was still useful in the short term.
As for what she wanted, Shen Qingxi felt that given enough time, he would find out sooner or later.
There was no rush.
After dinner, Shen Qingxi leaned back in his chair and let out a satisfied burp.
"Not bad, not bad at all."
Fu Ningning said with a forced smile, "Then I really appreciate the compliment, Young Master Shen."
Shen Qingxi waved his hand, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Well then, let's get down to business."
Fu Ningning's heart skipped a beat.
She didn't know what Shen Qingxi meant.