The Stand-in Refuses to Become a Regular

After signing the contract, Xue Yingshuang went home directly with Xing Yun.

Xing Yun's family is located in the city center where the land is expensive.

Xue Yingshuang obediently followed behind Xing Yun like a little eunuch, listening to Xing Yun's introduction to the living environment.

"This is the master bedroom, you can go in and clean it yourself."

"That's the study, you can't enter without my permission."

"The other is the second bedroom and two guest rooms. You live in the second bedroom."

The bedroom that time was very spacious, bigger than the twelve-person dormitory in the factory where Xue Yingshuang used to live. Xing Yun walked into the second bedroom and said:

"Do you have luggage?"

Xue Yingshuang's backpack contained all his belongings, and he was about to answer when he heard Xing Yun say, "I don't like the mess at home, so you don't need to bring your luggage."

Xue Yingshuang immediately shut up.

Xing Yun opened the wardrobe that took up the entire wall. The wardrobe was all white shirts and black trousers. Xing Yun said: "Help you prepare clothes, let's try to see if they fit."

Xue Yingshuang took the clothes and went to the bathroom, which was bright and clean, bigger than the single room he rented.

He took off his white-washed T-shirt and put on a shirt and trousers. The clothes are of very good quality, smooth and soft, and fit just right. It is comfortable to wear, and it is a far cry from the work clothes he used to wear.

However, when he looked in the mirror, he felt bad in his heart.

Oops! It looks like an insurance seller! It's the kind of special dish!

A good piece of clothing, wearing him is cheap!

He hurriedly unbuttoned his neckline, brushed his hair again, and fiddled with the elegant gold-framed round mirror on the sink. At the same time, he was glad that it wasn't the broken mirror in the rental house, otherwise he wouldn't even have grown into anything. He couldn't even see the ghost's appearance, and Xing Yun had to return the clothes after a while.

Suddenly his hands stopped moving, and he smiled at the clean mirror.

The difference between the rich and the poor is really reflected in all aspects, whether it is things or people.

Xue Yingshuang's efforts were still effective. When he went out, Xing Yun's eyes lit up obviously, and a smile appeared on his expressionless face, as if he was very satisfied with his outfit.

Xue Yingshuang breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded to Xingyun with no expression on his face.

It was already evening, Xing Yun said: "Let's go to dinner, by the way, see what is missing at home, and go buy it later."

Xue Yingshuang was taken by Xing Yun to the owner's private restaurant in the community. This restaurant is only open to the owner. The restaurant is luxuriously decorated and has a quiet atmosphere. The uniforms of the waiters are neat and beautiful, and every corner is like a TV series. Xue Yingshuang didn't dare to breathe too hard after stepping into the restaurant, and only dared to silently follow behind Xing Yun.

There are only three meals on the menu today, two in the west and one in the middle, steak, pan-fried duck breast and steamed sea bass.

Xue Yingshuang has never used a knife and fork several times in his life. In order not to reveal the filling, he chose Chinese style conservatively.

Before the dishes were served, the two did not speak, but faced each other in silence. Xue Yingshuang secretly observed Xing Yun.

At first glance, Xing Yun is quite handsome. But after a few more glances, you will feel that this person is really handsome and unreasonable.

Others are handsome and handsome, but tossing and turning are just those kinds of handsome methods; Xing Yun is very handsome, his eyes are very large, his double eyelids are beautifully shaped, and the corners of his eyes are slightly drooping.

Those eyes on other people's faces would obviously be particularly innocent and pitiful, but on Xing Yun's face, there was an aura that was arrogant and unapproachable, so handsome with a sense of distance.

If Xing Yun was not in a good mood today, Xue Yingshuang might not dare to look at him.

When the food was served, Xue Yingshuang looked away.

Xue Yingshuangdian's steamed perch is exquisitely arranged. A portion of steamed perch is placed on a long white porcelain plate in the center. The three-flavored side dishes are placed on small boat-shaped plates. The upper right corner is the fish soup in a white porcelain bowl. In the soup, a square-cut piece of fish was garnished with a few wolfberries, and there was a small bowl of rice at the bottom.

There is only a tiny bit of each dish, which makes Xue Yingshuang, who usually has to make a large pot of food in the cafeteria, not used to it.

Let's look at Xing Yun's steak, a steak the size of a palm, with some grilled vegetables on the side, that's all.

Xue Yingshuang couldn't imagine how Xing Yun had enough to eat.

The two of them were speechless and just ate quietly.

Xue Yingshuang was afraid that the president would dislike his rudeness, so he acted very lightly and chewed slowly.

After a meal, he didn't make a sound, the plate was clean, and even the meat on the fishbone was carefully picked off with chopsticks, and there was no residue left.

However, when he looked up, he still saw Xing Yun frowning at him.

Xue Yingshuang: ?

"He never eats so much."

Xue Yingshuang thought he had heard it wrong. Those small bowls and plates couldn't hold much at all. If he could usually eat at least two servings, he couldn't imagine how an adult male couldn't even finish it.

Could it be... the other party is sick?

The atmosphere was good at first, but now the atmosphere has obviously changed, and Xue Yingshuang's inner alarm bell is very loud, and he is afraid of being fired immediately.

After dinner, Xing Yun took Xue Yingshuang to the supermarket near his home.

As soon as Xue Yingshuang stepped into the supermarket, he felt that the atmosphere of this store was different from other stores. Sure enough, he picked up the items and looked at them.

Xing Yun didn't look at Xue Yingshuang, stared at the phone in his hand and said, "Buy what you need. If you want to cook by yourself, you can buy the ingredients here, and remember to buy fruit at the end."

Xue Yingshuang knew that he had eaten too much just now, and now the leader is very unhappy. In order to save his favorability in the leader's heart, he didn't dare to slack off. After nodding his head and saying yes, he hurriedly pushed the cart to buy things.

Before going out, Xue Yingshuang roughly looked around the house and found that there were quite a few things to buy.

Detergents to use in hygiene, own hygiene products, and ingredients for the next few days... Xue Yingshuang carefully selected and found the most cost-effective products one by one, trying to show his diligent and thrifty side of housekeeping.

"Not yet?" When Xing Yun came over, Xue Yingshuang was about to pick a watermelon.

Most of the fruits in this supermarket are expensive imported products, and watermelons are a few of the locally produced fruits, and they are also discounted, making it the most cost-effective to buy.

Xue Yingshuang carefully looked at the watermelons that were cut into quarters, sealed with plastic wrap, and packed in a solid transparent plastic bag, trying to find the largest and most beautiful piece inside.

He turned around and wanted to ask Xing Yun to wait for him for a while, but saw Xing Yun frowned deeply and turned over the food in the cart.

"You buy this kind of thing?" Xing Yun said in a displeased tone.

what kind of thing? Xue Yingshuang felt a chill in his heart, why did this make the leader unhappy?

Xing Yun pointed at the noodles in the car and looked at Xue Yingshuang with a stinky face.

Xue Yingshuang is puzzled, is it okay to have some noodles? The amount of noodles is not much, each serving is only a small handful, which is in line with Bai Yueguang's food intake, and it is also buy one get one free. He chose it for a long time.

"Noodles, eggs, green vegetables... and Lao Ganma?" Xing Yun threw the things back into the car, resting one hand on the shopping cart, his eyes cold, "He won't eat this kind of thing."

"Too cheap."

cheap? This noodle is twice as expensive as the brand he usually eats, cheap?

Xue Yingshuang's worldview was refreshed, but seeing Xing Yun's disdain, he knew that the other party was not joking.

His hand had already reached out to the discounted watermelon, but when he saw that something was wrong, he suddenly drifted and picked up a bunch of grapes of 300 grapes and put them in the shopping cart.

Xing Yun's eyes were still fixed on him, and he grabbed a small box of cherries that cost three hundred, two boxes at a time.

Xing Yun's face softened a little, Xue Yingshuang said hurriedly, "I haven't finished buying it yet."

Xue Yingshuang has always only calculated every dime carefully in his life, and he has never been forced to spend money like this.

But the leaders have said so, and he can only try to make himself not so "cheap".

Xue Yingshuang pushed the shopping cart and walked quickly, quickly replacing all the discounted items.

The vermicelli was replaced with spaghetti noodles written in foreign languages.

Replace the eggs with sterile eggs for four dollars a piece.

Green vegetables are replaced with live vegetables sold with potted plants.

In order to satisfy the gold owner, Xue Yingshuang took a bunch of miscellaneous things that were too expensive, including some truffled porcini smoked salmon, whatever was expensive.

Xing Yun followed Xue Yingshuang indifferently, and as the items in the shopping cart gradually increased, his face gradually improved.

But his brows were still furrowed.

It's all here, isn't it?

Xue Yingshuang tentatively said: "It's almost bought."

Xing Yun didn't move, but just turned his eyes and looked at the only thing in the shopping cart that had not been replaced.

Xue Yingshuang followed his gaze and looked down.

Old godmother.

Xue Yingshuang tried to ignore Xing Yun's hint and said, "It's almost time to settle the bill."

Xing Yun looked at him, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the bottle of Lao Ganma again, his eyes were so naked that he wanted to pretend he didn't see it.

Xing Yun's meaning couldn't be clearer, change it.

However, Laoganma is Laoganma, and Laoganma has no substitute.

Xue Yingshuang was unwilling to live with money, but also unwilling to use other things as a substitute for Laoganma. In the end, she could only grit her teeth and reluctantly put Laoganma back on the shelf.

Xing Yun snorted softly, barely satisfied.

Xue Yingshuang breathed a sigh of relief and finally passed the test.

Three minutes later, the cashier finished the checkout and took out a heavy gift box from under the cashier.

"This is a full gift."

Looking at it, Xing Yun finally calmed down for three minutes and his face collapsed again.

Laoganma's family portrait gift box, 15 bottles, and also comes with hot pot base.

Xue Yingshuang felt that he was doomed.

It was nearly ten o'clock when he got home, Xing Yun snorted and threw the door back to his room. The sound of the door slam echoed in the huge room, Xue Yingshuang stood quietly in the living room, motionless as if he were dead.

After a while, he moved like a resurrection and began to pack the things he just bought home.

There are still three hours to get off work, no matter what, the migrant workers have to work first.

Xue Yingshuang moved quickly, and after packing up, he was ready to go to clean the living room. When he passed in front of Xing Yun's room, the muffled sound of water came from behind the door.

Xingyun was taking a bath.

Xue Yingshuang didn't think much about it at first, but when he just started walking, he suddenly realized what a bath meant.

Even if there are some things in the contract that are not clearly stated, the kind of plot that includes a stand-in, but only looks at it from a distance and does not play, and does not touch it, probably only appears in novels.

Xue Yingshuang was very clear about the main purpose of Xing Yun's approach to him.

Now Xingyun is very angry, and he is afraid that he will not be able to relieve his anger until he continues to torture him for three hours.

But Xue Yingshuang was not afraid. When he signed his name that day, he knew that such a day would come. Now it is too hypocritical to say that he is afraid.

As long as the boss doesn't fire him, the piles on the bed are the same as the screws on the assembly line.

In the past, he beat screws, but today the boss beat him for money.

Xue Yingshuang packed himself up, tidying up the living room, while waiting for Xing Yun to come out.

At ten forty-five, Xingyun came out. Xing Yun's hair was not dried, and the slightly wet bangs were placed on his forehead, which looked small, but he still kept his face away from strangers.

Xue Yingshuang stood up straight, observed Xing Yun's every move, ready to lie down anytime, anywhere.

However, Xing Yun just glanced at him, drank the ice water he had prepared in advance without saying a word, threw the cup in place, and went to the living room.

In the living room, Xing Yun sat down on the sofa and started watching TV.

Ten minutes later, Xue Yingshuang started to mop the floor, Xing Yun was still silent, just watching the football match replayed on TV, even when Xue Yingshuang was dragged in front of him, he didn't react at all.

At twelve o'clock, the game with only one goal was over.

Xingyun turned off the TV and turned back to his room.

For more than an hour, Xing Yun didn't say a word to Xue Yingshuang, as if Xue Yingshuang was an invisible person.

Xue Yingshuang didn't know what kind of trick Xing Yun was playing. It wasn't until one point that he dared to believe that he really had nothing to do with him.

At one o'clock in the morning, Xue Yingshuang went back to the second bedroom.

Sitting in this unfamiliar room, he still couldn't make out the second King Kong.

It's hard to find someone similar to Bai Yueguang. No matter how dissatisfied Xing Yun is, he has to do something.

I just want to spend money and have no other thoughts at all. Could it be that Xing Yun...is an ATM slave?

How can there be such a good thing.

I'm afraid Xing Yun regrets the deal.

On the first day of becoming a stand-in, Xue Yingshuang felt that he was about to lose his job.

If you take a job, you will lose your job. How can this be done?