If you say what the surprise is, then it’s not a surprise anymore.
So Ji Yunxiao didn’t say it outright and instead smoothly changed the subject.
“I was just thinking, how should I spend the thirty million President Lin gave me?” Ji Yunxiao asked knowingly, “I can use this money however I want, right?” Lin Qianwei replied casually, “Yes, since I gave it to you, you can spend it however you like.”
Ji Yunxiao pretended to ponder, then said seriously, “In that case, I’m planning to buy a set of work clothes first.”
Lin Qianwei was puzzled.
“Work clothes?” What kind of work clothes?
“Yeah, work clothes,” Ji Yunxiao said with a straight face.
“Didn’t President Lin say I serve well? Now that I’ve got the money, of course I have to work even harder.”
Lin Qianwei had a vague sense of foreboding.
Sure enough, not long after, Ji Yunxiao sent her several sets of maid outfits and even asked which one she liked best.
Lin Qianwei was both embarrassed and annoyed.
She hurriedly closed the chat window and scolded Ji Yunxiao sternly, “What kind of work clothes are these? You’re not allowed to wear this kind of nonsense!”
Ji Yunxiao tapped her lips and said, “How is it nonsense? And since I’m working for you, isn’t it appropriate to wear something like this?”
“In any case, you’re not allowed to wear them,” Lin Qianwei added pointedly, “especially when I’m not home.
Absolutely not.”
Ji Yunxiao caught the loophole in her words and immediately pressed, “So that means, if you’re home, I can wear them?”
Lin Qianwei was so flustered she almost bit her tongue.
She tried to compose herself, but her tone was still panicked.
“N-no, that’s not allowed either! Just don’t wear them! No matter when, you’re not allowed to wear them!”
Ji Yunxiao chuckled softly.
“Alright then.”
Ji Yunxiao couldn’t help but think her wife was really innocent.
It was just too fun to tease her.
But what Ji Yunxiao didn’t know was that not long after they hung up, her pure and easily teased wife opened those pictures again.
Lin Qianwei stared intently at the outfits.
The first was a British-style maid dress, classic black and white, an elegant long skirt with a simple bow tie, giving off a gentle vibe.
The second was black and red, Lolita style, with a big bow at the waist and a skirt as fluffy as a cloud, looking gorgeous, sweet, and lively.
The two outfits were completely different styles, but Lin Qianwei felt that no matter which one, Ji Yunxiao could pull it off perfectly.
Because Ji Yunxiao’s face was just that versatile.
She could be seductive, wild, or elegant and dignified, all depending on how she dressed.
Lin Qianwei couldn’t help but imagine Ji Yunxiao in one of those dresses, greeting her at the door with a “Welcome home, Master.” Just thinking about it made Lin Qianwei blush with embarrassment.
So improper.
Lin Qianwei’s work was basically done, and she planned to go back to the hotel to rest.
She sat in the back seat of the Bentley, pinched the bridge of her nose, finally managed to push the image of Ji Yunxiao in a maid outfit out of her mind, and was about to close her eyes when her phone suddenly lit up.
A pinned contact had sent her a message.
Ji Yunxiao: [Looks like those two sets didn’t suit your taste.
I found some new ones, want to take a look?]
This time, the dress was pink, short, with lace trim, paired with white knee-high cotton socks, giving off an indescribable allure.
Lin Qianwei replied: [Too flirty, you’re not allowed to wear it.]
Ji Yunxiao knew she should rein it in, but she just couldn’t help herself.
Teasing her wife was just too much fun.
She could even imagine what Lin Qianwei’s face looked like as she typed those words.
So Ji Yunxiao went even further.
She sent another photo.
[How about this one?]
The color scheme was normal, but that was the only normal thing about it.
The puff sleeves had been pulled down into an off-shoulder style, the skirt was made of sheer tulle, and the back was completely open.
If Ji Yunxiao wore this, her great figure would be on full display, but probably a lot more would be peeking out than should be.
Lin Qianwei bit her lip and threatened: [You’re even more forbidden to wear this!]
Ji Yunxiao coaxed her: [I’ll only wear it for you.]
Lin Qianwei’s hands paused over the keyboard.
She deleted all her threatening words, then couldn’t help but open the photo again.
Ji Yunxiao sent a voice message.
Lin Qianwei played it, holding the phone to her ear.
A low, husky voice tingled in her ear.
It was Ji Yunxiao saying, “You really don’t want to see?”
Lin Qianwei’s fingers trembled, almost dropping her phone.
She typed, blushing: [I absolutely don’t want to see.]
As if afraid her resolve wasn’t strong enough, she added: [Not even a little bit, not at all.
If you send me any more of this kind of stuff, I’ll block you.]
Ji Yunxiao called her, her tone light and laughing.
“How is this even flirty? If I put it on and pose for you, then maybe it counts as flirty.”
As she said this, a vague image formed in Lin Qianwei’s mind.
Maybe at the edge of the kitchen, or in the fragrant green courtyard, Ji Yunxiao in a maid outfit, bringing her coffee or water, helping her take off her coat—what a sight that would be…
Today, Lin Qianwei was wearing a very prim white shirt, buttoned all the way to the top.
At this moment, just imagining that scene, she suddenly felt like she couldn’t breathe.
Taking advantage of no one watching, she undid one button and took two deep breaths before she felt a little better.
But the image she’d just imagined kept popping up in her mind.
Annoyed, Lin Qianwei rolled down the car window.
From this angle, she could just see herself in the rearview mirror.
Usually, she always looked cool and aloof, but now her eyes were misty, as if a thin fog had settled in them.
Her pale face was as shy as a peony about to bloom.
Pretty, sure, but way too affected.
Lin Qianwei was not pleased.
To regain her usual aura, she buttoned up again and put her cold face back on.
Now, at least, no one could tell.
Lin Qianwei thought, as long as she didn’t say anything, no one would know what she’d just been imagining.
And as long as no one knew, it was like it never happened.
She definitely hadn’t imagined Ji Yunxiao in a maid outfit, or thought about what Ji Yunxiao would look like in a backless short dress, or pictured Ji Yunxiao’s skin peeking out here and there.
She hadn’t thought about any of that.
While Lin Qianwei was still trying to convince herself, the roast whole lamb was almost ready.
Ji Yunxiao called a few aunties to help, then went upstairs to bring Lin Youran down.
The little girl’s eyes were full of excitement, and she bounced as she walked.
She looked up, face full of anticipation.
“Is it ready? Can we eat now?”
Ji Yunxiao smiled.
“Yeah, I’ll make a few side dishes to go with it, but you can start eating first.”
Lin Youran didn’t stand on ceremony.
“Okay! I’ll start!”
Ji Liuliu and Yan Lulu hadn’t left yet and were still in the living room.
Yan Lulu had already heard from the aunties that Ji Yunxiao was roasting lamb, but when she smelled the rich aroma, she couldn’t help but ask, “What are you roasting?”
Lin Youran glanced in their direction, and her little face, which had been all smiles, instantly fell.
She tugged on Ji Yunxiao’s sleeve, her expression full of unhappiness.
Ji Yunxiao understood what she meant and glanced at Yan Lulu, saying bluntly, “Whatever I’m roasting, it’s not for you two.”
Yan Lulu’s face turned red and then white, and Ji Liuliu said softly, “Lulu was just asking, sis, did you really have to say that?”
Ji Yunxiao couldn’t be bothered to answer.
Anyway, after she said that, Lin Youran’s soft little face was smiling again, and that was enough.
Yan Lulu refused to back down and came over to argue.
“You think I’d be tempted by your roast whole lamb?”
Ji Yunxiao let out a light scoff.
“If you know what I’m roasting, why are you even asking?”
“You…” Yan Lulu couldn’t outtalk her, so she brought up Lin Yuan.
“I’m Aunt Lin Yuan’s guest, and I’m here waiting for her.
Please show me some respect!”
Ji Yunxiao replied lazily, “I know you’re my mother-in-law’s guest, that’s why I haven’t kicked you out, right? Isn’t that respectful enough?”
Lin Youran was shy and didn’t like dealing with strangers.
Ji Yunxiao was worried the little one would get uncomfortable if they stayed any longer, so she bent down, picked up the child, and strode away.
Yan Lulu shouted a few more angry words, but Ji Yunxiao ignored her.
She walked over to the roasting pit and took out the lamb, which was now perfectly cooked.
This time, Lin Youran’s mouth was literally watering.
After plating it and setting it on the table, Lin Youran immediately reached out to grab some.
Ji Yunxiao quickly stopped her, helplessly saying, “Careful, it’s hot.”
She had the auntie put gloves on Lin Youran, while she herself handled the carving.
With her gloves on, Lin Youran came over again, staring eagerly at the meat in Ji Yunxiao’s hands.
Ji Yunxiao fed her a piece directly, her smile gentle.
“Is it good?”
The roast lamb had a golden, crispy skin, and when cut, the juices burst out.
There wasn’t even a hint of gaminess.
The piece Ji Yunxiao fed Lin Youran had both the crunchy skin and tender, marbled meat, so every bite was both crispy and juicy—absolutely delicious.
Lin Youran nodded in satisfaction, mumbling, “It’s so good!”
Ji Yunxiao finished carving a plate of fragrant meat and even set aside a lamb leg for Lin Youran.
Lin Youran’s cheeks were stuffed as she took it, but then she remembered Ji Yunxiao had been busy and hadn’t eaten much.
She lifted her arm and offered it to her, obediently saying, “Jiejie, you eat too!”
Ji Yunxiao smiled at her and pointed to the pieces on the plate.
“Just feed me one of those.”
Lin Youran grabbed a piece with her little hand and fed it to her as told.
After tasting it, Ji Yunxiao was quite satisfied.
She washed her hands, took out her phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to Lin Qianwei.
Lin Qianwei didn’t reply right away, so Ji Yunxiao went to the side to prepare some palate-cleansing side dishes.
Soon, pickled Sprite cherry tomatoes, crisp shredded lettuce, smashed cucumber, sweet and sour white radish, and a bowl of fresh sweet pea shoots were all brought to the table.
Lin Youran was just getting tired of the meat, so when she scooped up a spoonful of the icy cold cherry tomatoes, she was practically over the moon.
Ji Yunxiao thought she looked adorable and snapped a photo to send to Lin Qianwei.
This time, Lin Qianwei replied quickly.
She said: [Youran sure looks happy eating.]
Ji Yunxiao tore off a piece of lamb, chewed slowly, and typed with one hand: [Yeah.]
After all, it was Lin Qianwei who asked her to come over and cheer up the kid.
Now that Lin Youran was happy, Lin Qianwei should be pleased too, right?
But this time, Ji Yunxiao guessed wrong.
Lin Qianwei sent her a voice message, and she didn’t sound happy at all: “I’ve never even had your roast whole lamb.”
