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Wu Xin smiled and said it was nothing, but then recalled the earlier scene and couldn't help but chuckle as he added, "Just now, watching you two interact in my video, I felt like I was watching my parents on a video call. Hahaha."
Rao Jie froze for a moment, feeling uneasy, and cautiously replied, "Wu Xin, if your brother hears that, you... might get killed?"
"No, what I mean is... you both look like a couple. It feels just like when my brother and sister-in-law video chat with me. I've always imagined that if my brother found someone, his wife would probably have the same attitude towards him—submissive and all that. Hahahaha."
Rao Jie didn't find it funny at all; she was drenched in cold sweat just thinking about it. "Wu Xin, life is precious!"
"Alright, I was just joking. By the way, based on what I know about my brother, he wouldn't be that humane. He probably has other demands, like forbidding you to speak or make noise at home, or not allowing you to appear in front of him—just being an invisible person?"
Wu Xin, is it really okay for you to speculate so maliciously about your brother?
In fact, Rao Jie didn't understand; if it were Wu Rong, such demands would be quite reasonable.
Worried that Wu Xin might misunderstand, Rao Jie quickly mentioned the request Wu Rong had made earlier.
Wu Xin slowly squinted his eyes and said, "I wondered why he suddenly became so nice; turns out he’s treating you like a housekeeper! I heard from that guy Ye Ming that my brother has been blacklisted by the Shencheng domestic service industry. It seems he had no choice but to keep you around because of your household skills. I really shouldn’t have any illusions about his humanity."
Is... is that really the case? Rao Jie didn’t think much of it; anyway, for her, the benefits outweighed the drawbacks.
While chatting with Wu Xin, Rao Jie received a message.
It was from Wu Rong.
Just a transfer with a note saying: Meal expenses.
Then she heard the sound of a door closing outside. Rao Jie realized that Wu Rong must have gone to school for class this afternoon.
"What's wrong?" Wu Xin asked.
Rao Jie awkwardly replied, "Your brother transferred me meal expenses..."
"Just take it; it's only right. Shouldn't you be paid for cooking? Besides, the favor you owe is to me, not him. You don’t need to worry about it. And don’t let his scholarly appearance fool you; he’s actually quite good at making money. With that mathematical mind of his, if he wants money, he can earn a fortune anytime. Don’t hold back on spending!"
"Huh?" Rao Jie was puzzled. What does making money have to do with math?
Wu Xin mischievously gossiped about his older brother. "You don’t know? Aside from high-risk investments not counting, when my brother had just graduated from college, he went to America with some classmates to play—yes, the gambling place! In three days, he won millions of dollars! He was almost unbeatable. Later on, things got dicey, but our family had some connections to smooth things over. As a result, my brother ended up on the blacklist of several casinos and was banned from entering them. He was so young and full of himself back then; it cracks me up! Hahahaha."
Rao Jie couldn't help but laugh too; she never expected Wu Rong had such a past.
"But later I heard from my brother's friends that he wasn’t even trying to win money at that time; he just couldn’t stand how those foreigners looked down on them and thought they were stupid with too much money. With his personality, he had to win against them no matter what, and things spiraled out of control from there—he literally won them out of their pants."
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