Chapter 118 - 118: Little Cutie, We’ll Save My Kiss For Tonight
The Substitute Bride: Indulged by the Obsessive CEO
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Tang Beibei looked at her large glass of soy milk and wanted to give some to Ruan Qi. When Ruan Qi was about to drink some, she noticed Jiang Jingchen looking at her.
For some reason, she felt that the manâs gaze was as cold as a blade that could kill.
She quietly put down the soy milk and cleared her throat. âI donât feel like drinking soy milk. Beibei, please pour me a glass of water.â
âWhy not? Donât you like soy milk? Itâs delicious!â Tang Beibei was puzzled.
Ruan Qi chuckled. She was afraid that if she drank it, someone would force her to spit it all out. She did not want to suffer.
âUm, 1 donât like it that much.â
Tang Beibei didnât force her. She poured Ruan Qi a glass of water and drank the rest of the soy milk.
The two of them went upstairs to the dance studio. Ruan Qi saw that although the layout of the dance studio was clean and simple, everything was designed with care.
The two of them practiced their dance for the audition before Tang Beibei left Ruan Qi to practice by herself and went downstairs to make dinner.
Since it was the first time she invited a friend to the villa, Tang Beibei made five dishes. Ruan Qi tried her cooking and kept giving her a thumbs up.
âBeibei, this is the first time I know that you cook so well!â
âItâs okay. I just like to try new things.â Tang Beibei was embarrassed by the compliment.
To boost Tang Beibeiâs confidence, Jiang Jingchen said, âBeibeiâs culinary skills are indeed very good. Even the dishes that Beibei try to make taste very good. Beibei is awesome.â
Tang Beibei was delighted when she heard that. She smiled and picked up some food for him. âIf you like it, eat more.â
Jiang Jingchen whispered to her, âLittle cutie, you did so well. Iâd like to kiss you but since your friend is here, 1 wonât make things difficult for you. Weâll save it for tonight?â
Tang Beibeiâs face flushed red, but she nodded.
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Ruan Qi wanted to say that she was not deaf. Did they also not see her, the third wheel, there?
However, she really admired Tang Beibei for not caring about Jing Jingchenâs appearance and be intimate with him.
After eating and drinking her fill, Ruan Qi didnât dare to stay any longer. She carried her bag and was about to leave when Jiang Jingchen asked Song Zhou to send her off.
Tang Beibei went to clean the kitchen, and Jiang Jingchen talked to her about finding a private chef so she would have more time for dance practice.
Tang Beibei was a little hesitant. âHiring a private chef costs money. We still need money for your treatments and I havenât started earning money yet.â
Jiang Jingchen patted her head. âBeibei, your time is worth more. Listen to me. Letâs find one. At worst, weâll find a cheap chef.â
Tang Beibei couldnât find a reason to refuse.
âLetâs go out for a post-dinner stroll.â
âSure.â
Tang Beibei also felt that he needed to go outdoors and not stay at home all day, so she pushed him out.
When the two of them were about to reach the park, they saw a middle-aged woman sitting by the roadside and crying.
âGosh, I have such a hard life. 1 need to support my parents and my children. What should I do?â
Tang Beibei looked at the woman for a few seconds and ignored her, but Jiang Jingchen said, âBeibei, go and ask that woman why sheâs crying.â
Tang Beibei agreed and asked the woman, âSis, why are you crying here? Did something happen?â
âYes, yes. My previous employer fired me and went abroad. My husband ran away with my child, leaving me alone. Iâve been trying to find a job but have been rejected. Miss, do you need a chef at home?â
âA chef?â
Tang Beibei was surprised. Jiang Jingchen was just talking to her about the kind of chef they should hire and now a woman who was a chef appeared. Was this fate?
âThatâs right. Iâm a chef. I can cook both Chinese and Western dishes well. Iâm desperate and just want to find a job to settle down. Would you be a dear and give me a chance?â The woman cried sadly as she tugged at Tang Beibeiâs sleeve.
But Tang Beibei hesitated. âSis, you look very well dressed and you even have light makeup on. You donât look homeless, how are you desperate?â
Although Tang Beibei saw this woman cry just now, she was sitting upright with her back straight. Moreover, she was well-dressed. She didnât look like someone in distress with nowhere to go.
The woman didnât expect Tang Beibei to be so observant. She glanced at Jiang Jingchen nervously and explained, âMy previous employer had very high expectations for the servants. We have to put on makeup every day and dress neatly. This is me being professional.â
âMiss, if you donât trust me, you can give me a three-month probation. We can talk about my salary after 1 pass, as long as you can give me a place to stay.â
Tang Beibei hesitated and turned to Jiang Jingchen. âHubby, what do you think?â
Jiang Jingchen looked at the woman and said, âThree months of probation with no pay. If you think that she passed her probation, weâll discuss her salary with her.â
Tang Beibei thought it was unreasonable to not pay someone for three months.
âThree months is too much. How about one month? If possible, we can give her the first monthâs salary in her second month. That way, she wonât lose anything and will work hard.â Tang Beibei suggested.
When the woman heard Tang Beibeiâs concession, she quickly stood up and expressed her gratitude. âThank you, Miss. Everyone calls me Auntie Lin. May I know how 1 should address you, Miss?â
Tang Beibei wanted to say that she hadnât agreed yet, but she felt sorry for the woman and decided to help her.
âMy name is Tang Beibei, and this is my husband, Jiang Jingchen. You can call him Mr. Jiang and me Mrs. Jiang.â
âAlright, Mrs. Jiang. Good people will be rewarded. Kindness begets kindness.â Auntie Lin praised.
This girl looked so likeable. No wonder Mr. Chen liked her.
Auntie Lin continued, âMrs. Jiang, since we are talking about my salary. Let me lay my cards on the table. Donât pay be during my probation period. Thatâs my rule. In the second month, you can pay me the minimum wage of 668 yuan. You wonât lose out or be cheated. Itâs very cheap, but itâs worth it!â
Tang Beibei looked at her in surprise. â668? Auntie Lin, are you joking?â
She had just checked the price of some private chefs. They commanded at least tens of thousands of yuan a month!
âItâs not a joke because 1 have my terms. You will have to give me accommodation and Iâll eat and drink with you. Iâm even worried that you wonât take me in.â
Tang Beibei was puzzled. Didnât all private chefs live with their employers?
Jiang Jingchen said, âSince thereâs a probation period, why donât we try her out? Song Zhou, take her to the villa and give her a room.â
âAlright.â
Song Zhou, who was following behind, said to Auntie Lin, âFollow me.â
âThank you, Mr. and Mrs. Jiang. Iâll definitely do my best.â Aunt Lin promised and happily followed Song Zhou.
When they arrived at the villa, Song Zhou stopped pretending.
âAuntie Lin, you can do whatever you want with the cleaning, laundry, and cooking at the villa. Young Masterâs one-month probation is no joke. If you make Young Madam unhappy, you will still be fired and replaced.â
Auntie Lin nodded respectfully. âI understand, I understand. However, Assistant Song, was my performance just now good?â
Song Zhou waved his hand. âYouâre still a little short. How can a poor and destitute person be wearing branded clothes? Fortunately, Young Madam doesnât care about these things. Otherwise, she would have seen through you.â
Auntie Lin suddenly realized her mistake and slapped her forehead in frustration. âYouâre right. 1â11 quickly hide all my branded clothes and change into something more appropriate. Iâll be more careful in future.â
âYou should also pay more attention to Young Madamâs matters in future. She is a priority around here and no one should upset her. Do you understand?â
Aunt Lin frowned when she heard his serious tone.
Although she was happy about Mr. Chenâs marriage, her main job was to take care of the young master.. Why was the young madam a priority?