Mr. Dior Chapter 10 Part1

BOOK II: The Subst.i.tute Lover of the Rich and Powerful Boss_Chapter 3.1

A loud voice, that's almost like shouting, caused the several servants to be startled.

The new little servant girl, Jing Jing, is completely ignorant about the matters in the villa and was immediately frightened by the scene in front of her.

“You come with me.” Zhang Chenfei took a deep breath and grabbed Jiao Qi's wrist to drag him upstairs.

“I'm not going. I want to eat.” Jiao Qi shook off his hand. He did not eat lunch and only ate some dessert snacks in the afternoon. He specially instructed the kitchen to serve dinner at an earlier time.

At this moment, Jiao Qi was so dizzy that he isn't willing to follow Zhangda Diao and exhaust himself to go along with this act.

“You dare to defy my orders?!” President-daren looked angry as he fiercely gripped the little subst.i.tute's arm, locked it tightly, and dragged him upstairs.

Seeing this scene unfold in front of her, Jing Jing couldn't help but whisper to the other servants, “It turns out that the life of the rich and powerful families is not so easy, ah.”

All of the servants, may it be the girls, boys, or aunts, looked at this scene with disbelief. They were utterly shocked on how, suddenly, their Master Zhang's courage was so big that he dared to treat their Mistress Jiao that way.

As for Jiao Qi, his stomach aches so much that he couldn't stand steadily anymore. However, he was forcibly pulled up by his lao gong. At this, Jiao Qi immediately frowned. His complexion also became poor, as he said, “Don't move, I feel bad.”

The sound of Jiao Qi's voice is very soft, even softer than the usual volume of speech. Almost everyone around did not hear it, but Zhang Chenfei heard it clearly. This sentence seemed to possess magic or charm, as the fire-breathing giant dragon instantly stopped and calmed down.

“What's the matter?” The president released his grip on his lovely little wife and saw him slowly bend over while covering his stomach. He hurriedly hugged the man and sat back on the sofa. Touching that pale little face, the loving look in Mr. Dior's eyes almost wanted to turn himself into a substance that could take away his pain.

“Yanyan's stomach is also not good, and doesn't always remember to eat,” mumbled Zhang Chenfei, as he took Jiao Qi into his embrace. He placed his warm big hand over his little wife's shirt to warm up his belly. Then, he raised his head to order Jing Jing, the person standing the nearest to them, “Go to the medicine cabinet and bring over the stomach medicine. It is the first golden box at the third row from the left.”

“Yes, Mister.” Jing Jing complied and went over to get the medicine. Regarding this abrupt change in the plot, it was too fast that she's unable to adapt quickly. With a confused expression, she looked over at her little friends.

But those girls, boys, and aunts are showing an “as expected” look as they smiled silently to themselves.

The butler carried over a bowl of hot soup and a cup of warm water.

Zhang Chenfei took a small laddle and scooped out a spoonful of medicine and fed it into Jiao Qi's mouth.

Being watched by so many people, Jiao Qi finds it a little embarra.s.sing. He pinched his lao gong's wrist to indicate that he could feed himself on his own. But Mr. Zhang simply ignored it, and continued to feed him seriously.

“I told you to be obedient and do things as I say.” Zhang stuffed the medicine into the mouth of the little subst.i.tute. With this, president-daren's eyes showed a trace of satisfaction, as he whispered, “Yanyan doesn't allow me to feed him, but you are clearly the opposite.”

Hearing this, Jiao Qi is somewhat distracted and stared blankly while drinking from the cup of lukewarm water on his lao gong's hand.

He remembers that in the past, when he was sick to eat, this guy always tried to feed him. However, the education that Jiao Qi received from childhood taught him that he should eat meals on his own without bothering others. Therefore, it was very rare for someone to succeed in feeding him.

After drinking the water, Jiao Qi got a gentle kiss from the man who fed him.

Having tasted the bitter taste on his lovely little wife's lips, Zhang Chenfei sighed. This wicked but clever little subst.i.tute is deliberately putting on a frail look to provoke him to take pity on him. Nevertheless, he still ate this same old stuff that Yanyan ate. Seeing this familiar face with a look of suffering, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

Mr. Zhang briefed the kitchen to make some soft and easily digestible food for dinner. He supervised the small and delicate wife as the latter eats his meal until he finished it all. Finally, president-daren could put down his worries.

Afterwards, he carried the man in his arms and went upstairs. He paused in front of the master bedroom's door, as he thought of letting the little subst.i.tute to sleep inside the guest room.

Jiao Qi looked at him with a calm and unruffled expression as he asked, “Are you sure you would let me sleep here?”

The president-daren painfully ma.s.saged the s.p.a.ce between his eyebrows. Although he did not want to admit it, the little subst.i.tute is indeed very alluring. When he is so close to him, he can barely restrain himself to kiss and hug him dearly.

He let out a deep sigh and with his melancholic back facing Jiao Qi, he said, “I'm sorry. I cannot let Yanyan down.”

Jiao Qi almost laughed aloud, bowed his head and coughed twice before saying, “In that case, good night, Mr. Dior.”

Sleeping on separate beds is also good. A few days ago, this guy had been so proactive. If it goes on, his kidney wouldn't be able stand it.

Mr. Dior clenched his fist and said, “I told you to call me Mr. Big Di**… Good night!”

” … ”

The guest room also has a big bed. Its design is actually similar to the master bedroom. Only, this room is a bit smaller.

Jiao Qi stretched out his body and rolled on the bed. When he remembered what he saw in the bas.e.m.e.nt during the day, he couldn't help but bury his face in the quilt and secretly laugh. ‘Last night, I was not able to close my eyes and sleep. But tonight, I can finally set my worries to rest and peacefully sleep.'

In the middle of the night, Jiao Qi slowly opened his eyes. Sleeping until this hour took away his extreme tiredness throughout the day. Though still sleepy, he began to feel that the bed is uncomfortable to sleep on.

There is no warm chest behind him, and no shallow snoring near his ear. Also, he never knew that the early autumn night is unexpectedly so cold.

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