"Mr. Li."

Not long after entering Zhe Mansion, Zhe Xinyi appeared in front of Li Miao, with the bun-faced maid following behind her, half a step behind her.

Ever since Li Miao became the accountant of Zhe Mansion, Zhe Xinyi's name for him has changed from Mr. Li to Mr. Li.

The bun-faced maid hiding behind Zhe Xinyi playfully stuck out her tongue towards Li Miao.

"Miss Zhe."

Li Miao put down the bag in her right hand and looked at the Miss Zhe in front of her, with a trace of doubt in her heart. Why did she feel like this Miss Zhe was waiting for her?

Zhe Xinyi nodded slightly, and then her eyes fell on the bamboo basket placed on the ground by Li Miao.

It’s such a big thing that it’s hard not to notice it.

"I thought I was just going out to buy some supplements today, but I didn't expect that I met two of my old friends on the way. They took me to the inn where I stayed before, and I took the things I left at the inn with me.

Come back."

Li Miao explained while rubbing his right hand. After walking so many miles while carrying this suitcase, his hand was naturally a little tired and sore.

Seeing his actions, the bun-faced maid stared with big eyes and said puzzledly: "Master Li, why are you carrying it instead of carrying it on your back? The suitcase is meant for carrying. This will save a lot of effort."

Li Miao pointed to his left shoulder and said, "I wanted to carry it, but I accidentally got injured here."

"Ah! Mr. Li, are you okay?" the bun-faced maid asked with concern.

Li Miao shook his head: "It's not a problem, it's just a minor injury. I'll probably be fine after a few days of rest."

"That's good."

The bun-faced maid finally felt relieved and said: "Master Li, since you are injured, I will help you carry the basket."

After saying that, he bent down, put his small hands on the shoulder straps of the suitcase, and lifted it up with force.

However, the suitcase remained motionless.

The expression on the bun-faced maid's face froze, and she lifted it up again unconvinced. This time she used all her strength, and the basket finally moved and slowly left the ground.

One inch.

Two inches.

Three inches.

Bang!

When the basket was about three inches away from the ground, the blushing maid could no longer hold on, and the basket fell heavily to the ground again.

Li Miao: "..."

Zhe Xinyi: "..."

This strength is probably as strong as that of a goose, right?

"Ahem..."

Li Miao coughed a few times and said, "Miss Xing'er, I don't need to trouble you anymore, I'll do it."

He stepped forward and tried to lift the basket from the ground again, but there was someone who was even faster than him.

"I'll do it."

Zhe Xinyi easily lifted the basket with one hand, as if she was just lifting something weighing less than a kilogram.

"Myolie no longer has to deliver food to my study today. Myolie and I can go to Mr. Li's small courtyard to eat together."

Saying that, Zhe Xinyi did not give Li Miao a chance to refuse, and walked forward with the suitcase in hand. After walking a few steps, she stopped, turned her head, looked at Li Miao, and added: "Of course, the premise is

Mr. Li doesn’t mind.”

Li Miao was startled for a moment, then chuckled and said: "Of course I won't mind, it will be lively when there are more people."

"That's good."

A smile appeared on Zhe Xinyi's face.

The three of them walked towards Li Miao's small courtyard. If you observe carefully, you will find that Zhe Xinyi's eyes fell on the bamboo basket in his hand, intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was looking for something inside.<

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After a while, the three of them appeared in Li Miao's small yard.

Considering that the heroine was in the room, Li Miao led the two of them toward the kitchen.

After a cursory look at the kitchen, Zhe Xinyi said: "Mr. Li, where do you want to put this suitcase of yours? Do you need me to help you get it back to your room?"

Li Miao quickly responded: "Thank you, Miss Zhe, just leave it here. I will take it back to the room later."

So, Zhe Xinyi had no choice but to put down the basket and suddenly asked Li Miao: "Can you cook mutton?"

Li Miao was startled and asked in confusion: "Miss Zhe, why do you ask this? Do you want to eat mutton? But... I don't have mutton here."

"This is quite simple."

Zhe Xinyi turned her head and looked at the bun-faced maid, and ordered: "Xing'er, go look in the kitchen over there. There should be a lot of mutton stored there."

"Okay, miss."

The bun-faced maid nodded obediently, and then trotted out of the kitchen. Looking at her happy face, it was obvious that she was looking forward to the mutton that Li Miao was going to cook next.

Li Miao looked at Zhe Xinyi.

I'm afraid everyone except the maid with a bun face can see such an obvious departure, right?

I saw Zhe Xinyi and Li Miao saying, "There is one thing I would like to ask you to help me with."

Li Miao asked: "I don't know what it is? If I can help, I will do my best."

Zhe Xinyi said: "You don't have to be so serious. This matter shouldn't be too difficult for you, Mr. Li."

"The thing is like this. The Zhe family army needs to apply for a batch of grain from the Ministry of Household Affairs. The relevant documents have been prepared and will be submitted to the Ministry of Household Affairs for review tomorrow. But I don't know if it's an illusion. I always feel that this is calculated.

There seems to be something wrong with the number, so I would like to ask you to help calculate it."

Hearing this, Li Miao thought for a while and said: "This is not a problem. Then you wait here for a while, and I will go to the room to get ink first."

There are brushes, inkstones, and paper in the suitcase, but the ink is missing.

Of course, there is another main reason: to go back to the room and tell the heroine that Miss Zhe is here and not to come out of the room or make any noise.

Unexpectedly, Zhe Xinyi said: "No need to go back and forth like this, just go to your room."

"Ah?"

Li Miao let out a soft "ah", looked at her, and said hesitantly: "Isn't this inconvenient? After all, there are differences between men and women. I'm sure there will be some..." in my room.
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I'm sure there will be some unsightly scenes in the room, such as men's underwear lying around.

Although the words were not finished, it was already made clear enough that Zhe Xinyi was not a bun-faced maid, and Li Miao believed that Zhe Xinyi could hear what he meant.

But Zhe Xinyi said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters."

Li Miao: "..."

Is this sentence really appropriate to use here?

"But..."

"Stop it, I don't mind a woman. Why do you, a grown man, mind? Is there something shameful in your room?"

Before Li Miao finished speaking, she was interrupted by Zhe Xinyi.

Li Miao: "..."

Well, since the words have come to this point, it is not easy for Li Miao to say any more words of rejection, otherwise it will make people even more suspicious.
Chapter completed!