Chapter 13 What Dr. Zhao Asked Me to Do
Chapter 13 What Dr. Zhao Asked Me to Do
Before she could even utter the word "young master," Fu Xiaochen threw a pair of pants at her face.
Zhang Xinru's face changed drastically with anger.
Damn it, good, good, even a clay figure has some temper! How dare you throw something at my face.
Zhang Xinru ripped the pants off her head.
"you……"
The swear words I was about to utter hadn't even left my mouth yet.
Fu Xiaochen's unfriendly tone came over.
"Zhang Ma, look what you've done! You wiped your snot on my pants while wiping your nose."
"Oh, young master, you've been wronged!"
Zhang Xinru looked blank; she didn't remember such a thing happening!
Could it be something the original owner wiped before? What kind of twisted sense of humor is this? It's disgusting!
"Still trying to argue? Last night, you were the only one crying at my knees. Who else could it be but you?"
Fu Xiaochen looked disgusted when he mentioned this.
He remembered that when he was about to be intimate with Jiajia last night, he touched the corner of her leg.
The sticky, wet feeling made him feel nauseous and he lost all interest in anything. He had been holding in his anger all night with nowhere to vent it.
Zhang Xinru: Help! She didn't mean to use Fu Xiaochen's pants to wipe her nose!
Fu Xiaochen sat by the window last night, thinking she would first hug his legs.
The curtains are within easy reach by bending down; use them as a temporary solution.
The next day, when no one was around, she secretly took it to wash, which was better than having a room full of people watching her embarrass herself.
"..."
"Are you mute? Speak!" Fu Xiaochen shouted when Zhang Ma ignored him.
Zhang Xinru realized what was happening and was immediately at a loss.
What are you saying? Do you mean I'm not going to use your pants to wipe my nose, but the curtains behind you?
She felt that if she said that, Fu Xiaochen would definitely eat her alive.
What to do, what to do!
Zhang Xinru's eyes darted around.
She glanced over and saw Dr. Zhao standing at the door next door, watching her with amusement; he'd probably been watching for a while.
That damned Dr. Zhao, instead of coming to help, he just watched the show. Just you wait, he might as well die.
Zhang Xinru thought it would be good to have someone else take the fall.
"Young Master, Dr. Zhao asked me to do it."
Dr. Zhao, upon suddenly hearing his own name, pointed blankly at himself and asked, "?"
Fu Xiaochen was also taken aback for a moment: "Dr. Zhao, get over here and give me a reasonable explanation."
Dr. Zhao rushed over: "I'm innocent, young master, I... she... nothing happened."
That damned Zhang Ma actually dared to frame him.
"It was Dr. Zhao who instructed me. Before he saw Miss Jiajia yesterday, he came to me in advance and told me not to let the young master have sex with Miss Jiajia recently, otherwise it would affect Miss Jiajia's health."
"Young Master, I really have no other choice. I could only try to stop you in this tactful way, but I still disappointed you. Waaaaah!"
As Zhang Xinru spoke, she started crying again, appearing to be concerned for Miss Jiajia.
The other servants who were cleaning nearby were deeply moved.
Dr. Zhao was speechless: "I..."
How shameless! He cries so easily. When did he ever say that?
Zhang Xinru: Hmph, I'll let you watch the show. If we're going to die, we'll die together.
Upon seeing this, Aunt Wang quickly stepped forward and spoke kindly to her.
"Young master, please forgive Zhang Ma. She's only trying to do what's best for you, even if it's a bit... disgusting..."
Under Fu Xiaochen's unfriendly gaze, he swallowed the rest of his words and didn't dare to continue.
Seeing that the servants were secretly watching them, Fu Xiaochen kicked the railing in frustration.
The sound was so loud that no one dared to peek anymore.
Wang Ma: If I had known, I wouldn't have come. Would she have been able to sneak away?
Hearing the noise, Ye Jiajia came out of her room and looked down from the second floor.
"Fu Xiaochen, what's wrong with you so early in the morning? Are you sick?"
Zhang Ma is the best. In order to prevent Fu Xiaochen from touching her, she actually came up with such a wicked idea. He deserves to be disgusted.
Zhang Xinru: Ah, the female lead's voice is truly heavenly!
Fu Xiaochen felt a little guilty in front of Jiajia.
The thought of making things so difficult for a nanny over a pair of pants seems a bit beneath me.
Looking annoyed: "Get out of here now."
"Yes, Master."
Dr. Zhao quickly ran into his bedroom, vowing never to watch plays again; if he did, he'd be a dog.
You want me to get lost? No way! Don't I have any dignity?
Zhang Xinru paused for a moment, then hesitated before speaking, "Young Master, shall I wash these pants for you?"
It can be washed and worn again.
Fu Xiaochen looked at her speechlessly.
"Throw it away, throw it all away, including the shirt, throw it as far away as possible, and don't let me see it again."
He left after saying that, so angry that he didn't even eat breakfast.
Zhang Xinru: I'll just throw it away. Who cares if you wash it? I'll just cut it up for fun later.
"Zhang Ma, come up here for a moment."
Jiajia saw Zhang Xinru and quickly called out to her, as she had something she wanted to ask Zhang's mother.
Zhang Xinru ran up to her with a fawning expression: "Okay, Miss Jiajia."
We arrived at Jiajia's room.
"How is it, Aunt Zhang? Fu Xiaochen didn't give you any trouble because of the birth control pills, did he?"
"It's all my fault. I was afraid he would find out, so I always carried the medicine on my person. I never expected him... he..."
Jiajia looked embarrassed.
Zhang Xinru asked curiously, "What's wrong with him?"
You're driving me crazy! Just say it already!
Jiajia used a more subtle way of saying it: "He took off my clothes to do *that* to me, and then it fell out."
"Oh~" Zhang Xinru drawled out.
I'm too embarrassed to say it out loud; I really don't know what to say about this female lead.
Why not just throw it under the bed? Why wear it so conspicuously on your person?
Seeing Jiajia's shy expression, Zhang Xinru stopped teasing her.
"Don't worry, Miss Jiajia, let's just consider this matter over. Don't bring it up again in the future, or I'm afraid the young master will become violent towards you again."
I'm afraid you two both know the truth.
Jiajia was deeply moved. "And thank you for what happened last night. You really went to a lot of trouble, Aunt Zhang."
What happened last night? What happened last night that made Dr. Zhao stay?
Zhang Xinru waved her hand: "No problem, no problem, I'll go get back to work now."
I'm going to cut my pants first.
Jiajia nodded.
Zhang Xinru thought she should cut up the pants right now, but she needed to find a sharp pair of scissors.
I looked around but still didn't know where to look.
"What's the point of keeping this villa so sleek and shiny if you can't even find a pair of scissors?"
Zhang Xinru grumbled and went on a rampage.
The housekeeper saw Zhang Ma pacing around in circles, which made him dizzy, so he quickly called out to her to stop.
"Zhang Ma, come here."
Zhang Xinru changed her impatient expression: "What is it, housekeeper?"
It would be best if something happened.
"Take this bowl of tonic to Miss Jiajia upstairs," the butler said, handing it over.
Zhang Xinru swallowed hard: "Yes, housekeeper, I'll go right away."
I'm going to eat now.
Zhang Xinru looked at the bowl of tonic in front of her, which was the same as yesterday's. After thinking for a moment, she decided to ask the female lead first.
What if she wants to eat it today? I don't want to give myself away later.
She walked to the door and knocked: "Miss Jiajia, it's Aunt Zhang. I'm coming in."
"Come in," Jiajia's voice came from inside.
"Miss Jiajia, this is a tonic that the young master ordered to be made for you. Please eat it while it's hot."
After Zhang Xinru finished speaking, she stared intently at the bowl of tonic.
Jiajia glanced at it and clearly had no appetite.
“Zhang Ma, I won’t eat it. Don’t send me any more of these supplements. I don’t want to get healthy enough to get pregnant with his child.”
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