The Stand-in Refuses to Become a Regular

After one month in the job, Xue Yingshuang started cooking for Xing Yun.

As the overlord, Xing Yun still has a little bit of requirements for food.Therefore, in his eyes, Xue Yingshuang's cooking is too ordinary, too vulgar, and without any style.

In the morning, Xing Yun's breakfast is a bowl of red noodles.

He seldom ate noodles before, and he only ate western-style pasta if he wanted to. He didn't like this kind of home-cooked noodles and soup noodles at all.

He picked up the chopsticks, and said in distaste whether he wanted to eat or not: "Ban noodles, what else do you want besides noodles?"

Xue Yingshuang: "I can also make noodle soup and fried noodles."

Three minutes later, Xue Yingshuang asked Xing Yun, who lowered his head and ate noodles seriously, sweating from eating: "Do you like noodles?"

Xing Yun's mouth was full of noodles, and he nodded defenselessly: "I like it."

"Would you like to eat next time?"

"eat."

"Okay, then I'll make Laoganma noodles next time."

"Old godmother?" Xing Yun shook his hand, and the noodles on the chopsticks fell off.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing." Thinking of his falling out with Xue Yingshuang because of the old godmother's gift box that day, Xing Yun felt guilty, but he could eat it.

A few days later, Xing Yun woke up in the morning with half-closed eyes, and walked to the kitchen while sleepwalking: "What do you want to eat?"

Xue Yingshuang said: "There is still some chicken soup left from last night, use that to cook noodles."

Hearing that he was going to eat yesterday's leftovers, Xing Yun woke up immediately, his already big eyes widened even wider, and said displeasedly: "I invite you to let me eat the leftovers?"

Xue Yingshuang glanced at him and persuaded: "Just eat a little bit to pad your stomach first. If you don't like it, I will contact my assistant to buy you breakfast later."

Xing Yun slammed the kitchen door, getting angrier as he thought about it.

After a while, Xue Yingshuang came out with a large bowl of chicken noodle soup.Xing Yun stared at it: "There are so many, feed the pigs!"

Xue Yingshuang said: "If you can't eat it, leave it, I will eat it."

After Xue Yingshuang finished speaking, he went into the kitchen again. Xing Yun picked up the chopsticks in disgust, thinking that he drank chicken soup last night, and he will drink chicken soup again early this morning. What kind of life is this?He has leftovers?He hates leftovers the most!

However, the leftover chicken soup from last night has a richer taste today. Xue Yingshuang skimmed off all the slick oil on the soup, so it is not oily at all, but fragrant.In addition to vermicelli, the bowl of chicken soup also added green vegetables, mushrooms and a few fish balls, which was nutritionally balanced.

Xing Yun, who didn't even want to eat a bite just now, bowed his head and thought that the chicken noodle soup was really delicious. I like chicken noodle soup.

While eating, I heard Xue Yingshuang's voice behind me: "Let's go, let's go."

Xing Yun skillfully stepped aside, and in an instant there was another poached egg that had just been fried from the pan in his bowl.

"Add an egg for you." After Xue Yingshuang finished speaking, he went back to the kitchen with a spatula.

The poached eggs are fried into runny hearts, and the egg yolks are thick and thick.Xing Yun was in a very good mood while eating the poached egg.

What is this little stand-in doing to me so nicely?

After Xing Yun ate the noodles, he lay on the sofa without moving.

Xue Yingshuang helped him pack his briefcase, then looked at the clock: "Boss, it's almost time for you to go out."

Xing Yun didn't want to move, and his voice was a little lazy: "Why are you so good at cooking?"

Xue Yingshuang smiled "hehe", but he abided by the contract without smiling at all, and did not answer.

Xing Yun was paralyzed on the sofa, like a big dog with a full stomach ready to doze off.Xue Yingshuang urged him again, and he lazily said, "Stop urging, I don't want to go to work today."

Xue Yingshuang thought, if you don't earn money, where will you get the money to pay my salary?

Xing Yun's tie was tied while he was half asleep and half awake, and it was a little crooked. Xue Yingshuang found out and reached out to help him adjust it.

So when Xing Yun opened his eyes, what he saw was Xue Yingshuang's beautiful face very close to him, as long as he raised his head, the two could kiss.

What do you want to do!

Xing Yun pushed Xue Yingshuang's hand away like an electric shock, twisted it, and stared at Xue Yingshuang defensively.

Xue Yingshuang didn't know what kind of nerves he was getting, and said again: "It's time to go to work."

Xing Yun: "No."

Xue Yingshuang had no choice but to say: "What do you want for dinner? Let's make a menu later, you can eat it after work."

Xing Yun's eyes were still guarded, but he finally got up slowly when he heard that it was edible.

"It's as if you can cook, and you still list the menu..." Xing Yun dismissed it, and then quickly said, "I want to eat the boiled beef you mentioned last time."

"Row."

"And squirrel mandarin fish."

"no problem."

"I still want the noodles from last time."

"Go to work quickly, and send me the menu when you arrive at the company!"

Seeing that Xue Yingshuang promised him everything, Xing Yun was in a good mood and finally went to work.

The face of Xue Yingshuang approaching just now appeared in his mind, and his eyes narrowed again. Could it be that this little stand-in...

Recently, Xing Yun likes to watch a TV program that teaches people how to raise a dog. As long as the program time is up, he will definitely sit in front of the TV and watch it on time.

In order to cope with this older TV child, the dining place for the two of them was moved all the way, from the dining table to the living room.

It happened that Xue Yingshuang also wanted to raise a dog. This kind of program that taught people how to educate and train bad dogs to obey the rules was quite helpful to him, so he followed suit, and the two of them had a lot of conversations because of it. .

This day's program just talked about the conditions for keeping a dog. The title of the program is "The relationship between the owner and the dog is built on love".

Xue Ying said with both hearts: If the owner loves the dog, he can get the dog's love.

Xing Yun thought to himself: If a dog loves its master, it will be loved by the master.

During commercial time, Xue Yingshuang asked Xing Yun: "What breed of dog do you want?"

Xing Yun didn't speak, Xue Yingshuang said again: "The breed of dog is too expensive, it is not suitable for me. If you want me, I will raise a small native dog, which is easy to feed and good-looking."

Xing Yun still didn't speak, Xue Yingshuang gave him a curious look, and he quickly said: "I don't keep a dog."

Xue Yingshuang thought he was saying that this house is not suitable for keeping dogs: "The neighborhood is quite suitable for dogs to walk."

Xing Yun said again: "I don't raise it."

After a while, he said loudly again: "What's so good about keeping a dog? Why should I keep a dog!"

Xing Yun gritted his teeth when he said this, Xue Yingshuang thought to himself that since you don't have a dog, why do you always watch shows about other people raising dogs?And look so seriously!Every time the program is broadcast, he is as obedient as a primary school student listening to a class, staring at the TV intently.

...Isn't it because you want to learn to be a good dog that obeys the rules?

Speaking of which, every time it was meal time, Xue Yingshuang had just put the dishes on the table, and before he had time to call Xing Yun, Xing Yun would appear in front of the food in an instant just by the sound of putting the bowl on, like hearing a dog knocking. Like a puppy in a pot.

Xue Yingshuang didn't understand why Xing Yun reacted so strongly.

In fact, it's not just this matter. Xing Yun is always uncertain, and after getting along for a long time, sometimes Xue Yingshuang can guess the general reason for his unhappiness, but most of the time Xue Yingshuang can't grasp it.

These days, Xing Yun's company is going to launch a new season of products, and there is a large number of products to be released, so it is very busy.

Xing Yun became more and more irritable with the naked eye. When talking on the phone at home, he dropped twelve cups in a row. Xue Yingshuang was afraid of falling again. He smashed all the cups in his shop before they could be sold.

In order to appease Xing Yun, Xue Yingshuang started cooking early today, re-made the menu listed by Xing Yun a few days ago, and added a few Xing Yun's favorite dishes.

It's just that Xing Yun usually arrives home at 07:30 at the latest, and it's already 07:30 today, and he hasn't waited for Xing Yun yet.

I sent a message to ask, and said that I could arrive at 08:30, but it was already [-]:[-] when Xing Yun arrived home.

When Xing Yun returned home, his face was gloomy, and he went straight to the dining table without even putting his briefcase in time. It seemed that he was extremely hungry.

Xue Yingshuang took Xing Yun's briefcase, and hurried to help Xing Yun add food: "It's been a busy day, are you hungry? I cooked a few extra dishes today."

"I'm starving to death, I didn't eat at noon." Xing Yun took the bowl and picked up a chopstick first.

Xing Yun's expression was a little subtle just as the dishes were being eaten, but Xue Yingshuang was busy making soup and didn't pay attention.

Xing Yun ate another dish, but the more he ate, the worse his complexion became.When Xue Yingshuang came with soup, Xing Yun put down his chopsticks and stopped eating.

"what happened?"

"You eat it yourself, what the hell are these!"

Xue Yingshuang thought it was sour, so he took a sip.After eating, he frowned, tried one and changed another... Isn't this delicious?What's wrong?

Xue Yingshuang looked at Xing Yun suspiciously, and saw that Xing Yun's face was ashen, faintly about to have another seizure.

The two stared at each other in silence, and finally Xing Yun got up and hurried away angrily.

This was the first time that Xing Yun didn't finish Xue Yingshuang's cooking.

The next day, Xue Yingshuang was very cautious when cooking, fearing that something would not suit Xing Yun's wishes.

Xing Yun came back early that day, and eating as usual, Xue Yingshuang ate whatever he cooked, and ate cleanly, as if what happened yesterday had never happened.

Xue Yingshuang didn't understand what was wrong, and could only assume that Xing Yun was in a bad mood that day.

However, on the third day, Xing Yun had another attack.

Xing Yun came back late from get off work, Xue Yingshuang also made dinner early, and waited for Xing Yun to go home.

Unexpectedly, when Xing Yun ate it, it exploded immediately.

"Can't you cook a good meal?" Xing Yun slapped the table, and when he closed his hand, he accidentally swung the bowl and plate, and the two dishes fell to the ground with a "clang" and smashed to pieces.

The shattering sound was like thunder, and after the thunder fell, there was silence.

Xue Yingshuang stood there in astonishment, while Xing Yun was panting heavily, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched and then loosened.

The two dishes, one squirrel mandarin fish and one braised pork, are Xing Yun's favorite, so they are placed closest to Xing Yun.

But now the two dishes were spilled on the ground with pieces of bowls and plates, making a mess and overflowing with juice.

Xue Yingshuang was silent, and without saying a word, he lowered his body to pick up the broken dishes, picked up the big pieces first, and then put the small pieces and meat together in one place.

Looking at the mess he had created, Xing Yun stretched out his hand unconsciously, wanting to pick it up too.

"Let me come." Xue Yingshuang lightly stopped him.

Xue Yingshuang moved quickly, and cleaned up after a while.

There are still many dishes on the table, as if there are never two dishes missing.It's just that both of them knew that the seemingly complete table of dishes was actually missing a corner.

After Xing Yun smashed the dishes, the harmonious relationship between the two of them, which had finally been established through eating, immediately returned to the original point.

Xing Yun didn't go home for several days, and only sent the words "I won't go home today" to Xue Yingshuang every day.

Xue Yingshuang didn't respond to his boss's attack and disappearance.

He does what he does every day. He cleans after work, studies after get off work, and asks Xiaoli if there is any interview opportunity in the restaurant. If the preparation is not right, he can change jobs at any time.

After a few days of carefree life, Xue Yingshuang's cell phone rang at noon one day.

Xue Yingshuang thought it was a debt collector, but when he saw it, it was his boss who had disappeared for several days.

He hadn't heard Xing Yun's voice for many days, and Xue Yingshuang almost forgot who it was when he answered the phone.

But Xing Yun's voice was still calm and indifferent, he said: "There is a document in my study, you bring it to me from the company, and bring a set of clothes by the way."

After Xing Yun finished speaking, he was silent for a moment, Xue Yingshuang thought he had something to explain, but he didn't say anything, and hung up the phone after a while.

On the day of signing the contract, Xue Yingshuang visited Xingyun's company once. Xingyun's company is located on the upper floors of an office building in the city center.

There are many start-up companies in that building, and young people in suits and suits come in and out during working hours.

Xue Yingshuang walked among them, cast admiring glances at them unconsciously, and wondered if I could get a bachelor's degree, could I be like them...

"Assistant Xue?"

The title "Assistant Xue" was too unfamiliar, and Xue Yingshuang nodded quickly when he realized that his job title was "Assistant" in the contract.

The person who came was the "bodyguard in black" whom he had seen before. Xue Yingshuang found out later that this person was not a bodyguard, but Xiao Zhao, Xing Yun's assistant.

Xiao Zhao was born tall and burly, with a fierce face, and a black suit and black sunglasses outside. Many people, like Xue Yingshuang, misunderstood him as a bodyguard.

Xiao Zhao has a simple personality, although he is not the most intelligent person, but he is obedient, down-to-earth, and not talkative, so Xing Yun let him handle matters related to Xue Yingshuang.

Xiao Zhao took the documents from Xue Ying's hands, and said politely: "Please put the clothes in the office, the boss is still in a meeting."

Xiao Zhao was so busy that he ran away quickly after speaking. Xue Yingshuang could only take Xing Yun's clothes into the office by himself.

Xue Yingshuang was the only one in the office.

A while ago, when Xue Yingshuang helped Xing Yun clean up his study, he found out that Xing Yun was selling home accessories and furniture.

Looking at the warm and cute home furnishings in the book catalogue, it is difficult for Xue Yingshuang to connect with Xing Yun's image.

In particular, Xing Yun's room hardly had any decorations, and the whole room was empty except for the necessary furniture, like a sample house.

The same goes for Xing Yun's office. The whole office has a cool color scheme. The desks and chairs are just desks and chairs, and the sofa is just a sofa. There are no extra decorations, giving people a feeling of extreme innocence.

There are few things, so Xing Yun's office looks tidy at first glance.

It's just that Xing Yun has been busy these days, so some garbage inevitably piled up, especially in the small rest room at the back of the office, where Xing Yun's dirty clothes were all piled up on the chairs.

Xue Yingshuang put the dirty clothes into the bags prepared in advance, and seeing that the trash can in the rest room was almost full, he started to clean up the trash again.

While cleaning up, he looked at the garbage and saw many plastic bags containing bread and sandwiches. He guessed that Tian Xingyun lived on bread these days.

While putting it away, Xue Yingshuang suddenly thought of something.He stopped what he was doing and looked up.

The trash can is placed under a low cabinet, and on the low cabinet is a microwave oven.

Looking around the small rest room, there is a simple bed, a shower room, and a wardrobe. Apart from that, there is nothing else.

Need nothing less, but have a microwave?

Xue Yingshuang looked at the microwave thoughtfully.