100,000/Hour Professional Stand-in

Ji Xinxin remembered that she and Bai Bai had mentioned that she had learned some French cooking. In order to make up for the regret of being able to spend the Christmas day with him this time, she specially proposed to go to Bai Bai's house to cook.

Ji Xinxin bought groceries and arrived at the apartment in the daytime, carrying a large bag and a small bag. When she went downstairs to pick up the daytime, the housekeeper in the lobby on the first floor had already walked out quickly.

"I'll help you." The housekeeper took over half of the reusable bags with a smile, "Be careful with your feet, I'll press the elevator."

Ji Xinxin had three bags left in her hand, she nodded to the housekeeper and thanked her softly.

The housekeeper had a picture of her son who was very familiar with her: "It's really hard for you to bring so many things here again."

Ji Xinxin's movements stopped.

--again?

She stopped, smiled and said: "No way, I'm always worried that he won't eat well and his nutrition is unbalanced."

"Mr. Bai is so tall, so I don't deserve your credit." The butler said half-jokingly, walked to the elevator with Ji Xinxin, and pressed the up button.

This is not the first time for Ji Xinxin to come to this luxurious apartment worth tens of millions during the day.

But the number of times she came was far from enough that the housekeeper could chat and laugh with her.

Since it wasn't her who came, the answer was obvious.

A frequent visitor is Ji Fanyin.

With a "ding", the elevator door opened. Daylight, who was standing inside, was stunned for a moment, and pressed his foot against the elevator door: "Sister, let me get the things, you come in."

He easily took the bag in Ji Xinxin's hand and nodded to the housekeeper who helped carry it.

The elevator closed quickly and began to ascend.

Ji Xinxin stood in the elevator with her eyes down, thinking about how to question Bai Tian and how to know what happened during the months she went abroad.

She talked again and again, starting with tentative language: "The housekeeper downstairs is so kind, and they are familiar with each other. She knows my name and calls me Miss Ji directly. told her?"

Daylight, who had been standing there in a casual manner, suddenly straightened his back, and he subconsciously asked, "What?"

But in such a quiet elevator, without the interference of other people, how could Bai Tian not be able to hear what she said?

This is obviously a manifestation of subconsciously procrastinating and making up excuses.

Ji Xinxin took a light breath: "porridge, I know you're hiding things from me."

"I didn't." The daytime conditioning reflex denied, "What did my sister say?"

Ji Xinxin looked at him disappointedly: "You know in your heart what I'm talking about, don't you?"

The day fell silent.

When the elevator reached the top floor, Ji Xinxin bent down and picked up two bags: "I know you must have your own reasons, so I will confess to me by yourself. I will give you time to prepare."

Bai Tian panicked and caught up with her: "No, it's not your fault!"

"What is that? You tell me." Ji Xinxin looked back at him, "I never object to you making more friends... But if you make a new friend, that friend is even my own sister, why do you Are you going to hide it from me?"

Bai Bai frowned, biting his lip irritably: "Ji Fanyin and I are not friends, I am... just look at her pitiful."

Recruited.

Ji Xinxin sneered in her heart: "When you see poor people, do you bring them home to eat together?"

"I didn't bring her to the house for dinner!" Bai Tian's reaction was very strong, "I'm... I'm sorry to see her! Besides, if I can't see my sister, if I meet her, I think it's true With my sister, it's not so lonely..."

Ji Xinxin stared at Bai Tian: "The reason is this?"

"Definitely." Bai Tian muttered, "Otherwise, does Ji Fanyin have any advantages that can be compared with her sister?"

Ji Xinxin scrutinized the day for a long time, took in the small details on the other's face, and slowed down her voice: "...that's because I made you feel lonely."

"...I already told you not to go abroad and stay with me at home." Bai Tian was very dissatisfied and complained, "But you must go to France, and my parents have restricted me from visiting you. I'm fine. ...even if Ji Fanyin is a counterfeit, she still looks a lot like you."

Ji Xinxin's tone was soft and scolded Bai Bai: "You can't do this to my sister, she will be very sad."

——How is it possible, that Ji Fanyin will never be sad.

Even if she is willing to spend time in the day, it must be because she has found some fun.

But even if it was the simple starting point of "fun"... If it was that Ji Fanyin, Bai Tian might empathize with her and fall in love with her.

"Porridge, you and I agreed not to meet my sister on the pretext of not being able to see me in the future, okay?" Ji Xinxin asked.

"..." Bai Tian frowned and didn't speak immediately.

"It's not only disrespectful to her, it's also disrespectful to me." Ji Xinxin reached out and touched Bai Tian's cheek lightly, "When you're dealing with me, just call and message me, don't Think of someone else as my substitute, okay?"

Daylight's wandering eyes faltered and looked at her for a moment.

"...You mean, you don't like me anymore, but you like her?" Ji Xinxin asked.

"Of course I like my sister." Bai Zhou said immediately, "How does Ji Fanyin compare to you?"

"Then do as I say, okay?"

"……it is good."

Ji Xinxin smiled and praised and pinched Bai Tian's face: "Good boy, let's go in - it's so cold outside, and you're dressed so badly."

After the swaying here in the daytime was resolved, Ji Xinxin was especially nervous when dealing with Li Xiaoxing at night.

She always felt that things had been out of her control in just a few months, and it was the day that she had contact with Ji Fanyin, although he hesitated and refused to say the details.

Could Li Xiaoxing be like this too?

In the Song Dynasty? Even more of her spare tires? All were taken away by Ji Fanyin?

After all... everything she has now is because of Ji Fanyin.

...

I have to work extra overtime at Christmas, and that is also because of the high overtime pay.

Well, I'm going to sell paintings along the way.

Ji Fanyinte found a large bag from the closet so that he could put the painting in the bag.

——Since she couldn't appreciate the painting, she didn't open it at all after she got it, and the kraft paper packaged by the gallery was so good that it didn't move there.

Then came the anti-wolf spray, the siren, and just in case, a speed dial in the phone for calling the police.

After making all preparations, Ji Fanyin called a car to go out to see Song Shiyu.

She even kindly brought Song Shiyu a small Christmas tree as a present.

When the door opened, Ji Fanyin held the Christmas tree in front of Song Shiyu: "Merry Christmas!"

"...You too." Song Shiyu paused before answering. He took the gift and smiled, "Come in and sit, the slippers are by the door."

"Did you have dinner at your house today?" Ji Fanyin stepped on his slippers and entered the door, put his bag on the shoe cabinet, took off his coat, and followed Song Shiyu in, "Can I help?"

In fact, she could already see all the ingredients and tableware laid out in the big kitchen.

It's that scene, how can I say it?

At first glance, I think the people in the kitchen probably don't know how to cook.

"Let's go together, I bought a lot, I can't do it alone." Song Shiyu pointed to the pool, "Help me deal with those?"

Ji Fanyin took a closer look and smiled helplessly: "You obviously think it's troublesome to eat these shelled aquatic products, but you buy them yourself."

As she said, she rolled up her sleeves: "Since you're eating at home, you don't need to pay too much attention to the appearance. I'll blanch the shells and go straight to it. You'll eat well, okay?"

Song Shiyu stood on the other side without even looking back: "Okay."

Ji Fanyin, a little expert in the kitchen, washed the big mussels in the pool and boiled them with water, and then removed the whole piece of shellfish from the inside.

Don't say that Song Shiyu finds this troublesome, even Ji Fanyin, who is usually not too troublesome, thinks it's annoying to take this thing apart without using your hands.

She hummed a little tune and put the shellfish together, mixed the sauce, and talked to Song Shiyu: "It's Christmas night, you don't put any decorations at home, there's no festive atmosphere at all. "

"Isn't it you?" Song Shiyu replied casually.

After a second, he seemed to have realized what he said in the previous sentence, and quickly added the second half of the sentence: "Didn't you bring me a Christmas tree?"

Ji Fanyin laughed: "It's such a small tree, what kind of festive atmosphere can it bring."

Song Shiyu smiled and said nothing.

His unusual silence continued until the end of dinner.

Ji Fanyin is really concentrating on cooking and eating - she can see that Song Shiyu usually doesn't cook.

Who told Song Shiyu to be clumsy to even cut a diced meat, sugar and salt had to be tasted to tell the difference.

If you count on Song Shiyu, you don't need to eat this meal.

In order not to waste ingredients, Ji Fanyin basically guided the kitchen.

At the same time, it is necessary to maintain a warm atmosphere in the kitchen, which is a bit tiring to talk about.

It was not until the end of the two hours when the two hours were full, that Ji Fanyin was very considerate and gentle and asked Song Shiyu: "Do you have any concerns? Tell me?"

Song Shiyu looked at the time.

"Say it later," he said.

Ji Fanyin understood.

He is the kind of person who buys idol albums with kryptonite in order to get support coupons.

But record companies are happy to get the money, aren't they?

So she tacitly said that she and Song Shiyu had finished dinner and cleared the table, and when the countdown started, Ji Fanyin took her bag to the door without hesitation.

"—This is what you're talking about?" Ji Fanyin took the painting out of the bag and put it on the table.

"This is one of the things." Song Shiyu glanced at the painting and noticed something unusual, "Have you never opened it?"

"Isn't this better for you?" Ji Fanyin lightly pressed a corner of the picture frame, and it turned half a circle, "Instead, you are going to give it to Ji Xinxin when you bury it back, don't you? Needless to say nonsense, quote Bar."

Song Shiyu didn't blink, "Double."

"Five times." Ji Fanyin increased the price at will.

Although they are all business without capital, but a little more is a little.

"...Yes." Song Shiyu paused, "The premise is that you have heard what I have to say next."

"Let's talk." Ji Fanyin generously decided to hear what shocking words he was going to publish.

"I think..." Song Shiyu considered his words, his hands crossed on the table, and his fingers clasped together, "I can try to get in touch with you. You said you don't like me anymore, but for my Habits and hobbies, you observe more carefully than anyone else... Xinxin is not as good as you in this regard."

Ji Fanyin was amused and raised her eyebrows.

"I know that Xinxin won't accept me, so you can think about it, I will be your boyfriend well, and I will try to like you." Song Shiyu rubbed his mouth, "Of course, you and Bai Zhi... ...  your other 'customers' transactions must be stopped, and if you need money, I can give it to you later."

When he said this, he took a deep breath and looked Ji Fanyin in the eyes.

"...So, are you willing to be my girlfriend?"

Ji Fanyin waited for two seconds to confirm whether he had finished speaking.

Then she smiled and pointed an elegant middle finger to Song Shiyu: "Are you worthy?"

"...Ji Fanyin, I'm serious." Song Shiyu frowned.

"I said that Ji Fanyin who liked you was dead, and I was serious." Ji Fanyin laughed and looked at the man in front of her, "...Yesterday when you said 'not a date', I was there: I met him in Song Shishi. Don't you think you'll be able to eat the grass at this time? You're really such a fool?"

What do you think of that sentence? It seems like the news that Mi Zhang wants to explain. Ji Fanyin felt awkward when he saw it, and took it over at a glance.

Simply ridiculous and pathetic.

"Why, the few times Ji Xinxin came back to China to meet you, did you feel disappointed? Isn't she your perfect fantasy? Then you thought in your heart: "Of course, Ji Fanyin's performance is better?"

Song Shiyu's face became more and more difficult to look at.

"You don't believe that I no longer have feelings for you?" Ji Fanyin raised her cheeks and looked at Song Shiyu, and asked with a little pity, "Song Shiyu, please be careful, what is it that I didn't speak to you enough? Did you not admit that you lost your charm with me? - That licking dog who is always chasing after me and can't run away, why did he suddenly stop licking me?"

It's not that Song Shiyu can't understand people's words, he just refuses and can't admit it.

"Associating with you? Are all the good men in the world dead?" Ji Fanyin chuckled and pushed the picture frame in front of Song Shiyu, "I've listened to everything you have to say, keep the picture here, remember to call five times the repurchase money.”

She stood up, condescendingly, and said goodbye to Song Shiyu.

"See you, Song Shiyu."