Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

The feeling of a hangover is not good, and Jingyi was in a very bad mood early in the morning when he woke up in a strange place and faced a messy room as soon as he opened his eyes.

But there was someone who kept ringing the doorbell.

She covered her head, turned over and sat up, cursing under her breath.

As she walked to the living room, she took a paper cup from the wall, opened the water dispenser, filled herself with a glass of cold water, and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking a few glasses, my mind finally cleared up.

The doorbell rang again.

She walked to the entrance and looked at the surveillance camera.

It’s Zhu Jiu.

It was Zhu Jiu, who was dressed like a man and smiled at the surveillance camera.

What is he doing here again?

Jingzhi pressed the call button.

"Go back."

Zhu Jiu's face in the monitor froze visibly.

He pursed his lips, looked around, and seeing that there was no one around, he leaned over to the surveillance camera and spoke a few words.

"Zhu Jiu, male, 43 years old. Both parents are deceased. He only has a younger brother and a nephew. He is 175 cm tall and weighs 69 kg. He enjoys writing, exercising, and making magical instruments. He has no bad credit history and no outstanding debts. He owns 16 apartments, 3 cars, and a boat. His bank card balance is 25, and his bank card password is 4812—"

"Stop, stop, stop!!"

Jingzhi released the call button, opened the door forcefully, and rushed out.

When she reached the courtyard gate, she said to the man outside who looked very happy:

"What the hell are you doing here so early in the morning? There's no dating corner here."

Besides, even if we were on a blind date, no one could introduce themselves as detailed as he did.

If I don't come out to stop it, I'm afraid he will even have to give out his bank card password here.

Zhu Jiu held the metal railing and looked at her softly.

"Everything I said is true. I won't lie to you again. Here are my medical examination reports and credit records. Would you like to see them?"

Jingzhi looked at the papers he stuffed in speechlessly, feeling a headache.

"Second Uncle, I don't want to see this. What on earth are you doing here?"

Zhu Jiu took back the paper and knocked lightly on the iron door with his other hand. "Won't you let me in first?"

"...Just tell me what you're here for, and I'll let you in."

Zhu Jiu paused, took the paper and went back to the car parked at her door.

He threw the paper away, took out a set of cleaning tools from the trunk and walked over.

"I'll help you tidy up the villa."

Jingzhi dug his ear and said, "Please tell me the balance on your card again."

Zhu Jiu was stunned, but still said it again honestly.

".25."

"Is it too little? I will make good money in the future, so please don't look down on me."

Jingzhi: "Hong Kong dollars or US dollars."

Zhu Jiu: "..."

Jingzhi: "Pretending to be poor to get closer to me? Then I'm going back."

"Hey, don't go." Zhu Jiu put down his tools and grabbed her sleeve through the crack in the door.

“…US dollars.”

He said: "Some of the money was left to me by my father, and some I earned myself. I also practice Chinese medicine. I am the private Chinese medicine consultant of the head of the Hong Kong region. This time I really tell you everything, don't... don't leave."

Jingzhi turned around and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Zhu Jiu, do you know why I ask this question?"

Zhu Jiu shook his head.

He knew that she didn't care how much money he had. Instead, she was subtly pushing him away because he had too much property.

Therefore, this question made him a little confused.

"You are a rich and powerful billionaire, and you come to work as a cleaner here. Do you think it's reasonable?"

"I……"

Zhu Jiu: What should I do? He's tongue-tied again. Doudou didn't teach him this question.

Oh, she said we should be honest with each other.

"It makes sense." He clutched her sleeve tightly, afraid she would suddenly leave. "I like you and want to date you before getting married. Helping you clean up and solve your problems is very reasonable."

Jingzhi was slightly stunned.

Why did he confess his feelings when there was no agreement?

"No, I can clean up slowly by myself, and I have the cleaning lady Doudou introduced to me."

Doudou had been hiding in the courtyard next door and peeking.

She lifted two banana leaves and waved her phone at Jingzhi, "The cleaning lady said her wife suddenly gave birth and she has to go take care of her during the confinement period. She can't come today."

Doudou glanced at the straight man who couldn't even get through the outermost gate, sighed secretly, and said to Jingzhi with a smile:

"Sister Jingzhi, I have to go back to work today and can't come to help you. Just let Second Uncle in. No matter how much money he has, just treat him as a housekeeping service and pay him later."

Since Doudou was here, she couldn't lose face for him.

So Tsundere nodded slightly, opened the door, and let him in sideways.

Jingzhi, who had walked into the house, didn't see it. Doudou clenched his fist and mouthed "Come on" to Zhu Jiu who nodded in thanks.

Zhu Jiu: I will try my best.

……

Looking at Zhu Jiu who was looking at the interior decoration of the villa, Jingzhi collapsed back on the sofa.

"You...just help me clean up the yard first, and mow the grass while you're at it."

She pointed to the tool shed outside the courtyard and said to him:

"There's a lawn mower inside. You should know how to operate it, right?"

Zhu Jiu: "Yes."

"Then go ahead."

She closed her eyes and frowned, feeling that the sunlight today was so dazzling that it seemed to be against her.

"the Hangover?"

"I'll make you some hangover soup before you go out to work."

Without waiting for Jingzhi to react, he had already picked up his apron, put it on and went into the kitchen.

Jingzhi leaned on the back of the sofa, looking at the busy figure, and her mood suddenly improved a little.

She just moved into a new house, she can't be so depressed.

She's going to stand up!!

Hearing the sound of someone walking towards the bathroom behind him, the nervous Zhu Jiu relaxed a lot.

At least she didn't reject him just now, right?

The atmosphere in the villa is quiet, yet inexplicably harmonious.

After Zhu Jiu made the sobering soup, he brought her a bowl on the dining table and left.

It seems that no one has lived here for a long time, and there are a lot of fallen leaves in the courtyard.

He took a rake and started to clean up the fallen leaves and dead branches. The occasional rustling sounds in the courtyard caught her attention.

After washing up and changing clothes in the house, Jingzhi came out and walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass door with a cup of sobering soup, drinking it while acting like an evil supervisor.

However, Zhu Jiu is not like an ordinary employee. He wishes she would look at him more.

He swung the rake in his hand more vigorously, and even when he bent down to pick up dead branches, he had to look up and smile at her.

His smile was particularly beautiful in the sunshine, and his handsome appearance made him look even more cute.

Jingzhi looked at Yi again and again, then awkwardly picked up the empty bowl to cover her face.

Laughing fart.

Millions of people are sweeping the floor here, and he can still smile.

……

Zhu Jiu is indeed a high-ranking official’s personal Chinese medicine consultant.

As soon as Jingzhi drank a bowl of sobering soup, he felt refreshed and even the heaviness in his head disappeared a lot.

There is nothing wrong with buying a villa.

The place is big and cleaning is very tiring.

However, Jingzhi was not so stupid when she started to prepare for work.

Now that she can use spiritual power in this life, why should she bend down and wipe the floor?

From upstairs to downstairs, as white light flashed, everywhere she passed was bright.

The furniture that was originally covered with dust became as shiny as new.

Only her own few unopened suitcases were piled in the corner of the room.

And there is the messy living room downstairs that they made.

Except for these two places, everywhere is clean.

Jingzhi planned to pack her luggage and then deal with the mess in the living room.

As time passed, her room, which looked like a model house, began to become warm.

The four-piece suit that was stained with alcohol was replaced with a new one.

The light avocado green relaxed her nerves.

She had already sorted the empty suitcases and put them in the locker.

The clothes in the closet are hung in categories according to the season, and the bottles and jars on the dressing table are neatly arranged.

The roar of the lawn mower outside has been going on for a long time.

The smell of cut grass had already seeped into the room through the cracks in the window.

Jingzhi picked up the perfume that Doudou had given her yesterday and gently pressed two pumps into the air filled with the smell of grass.

Then the heavy beige curtains opened with a swish.

The sun is shining brightly outside.

The glaring sunlight suddenly shone into the house.

Jingzhi could even see the tiny dust particles in the air.

She opened the sliding door to the balcony on the left and walked out.

There was a shed on the top of the balcony, and when she stood there, her upper body was hidden in the shade, so she didn't get killed by the heat.

However, the sweaty man below made her frown.

"Come in and rest for a while, be careful of heatstroke."