Ouyang Hao’s lips slightly twitched downwards, but he still maintained a smile on his face, "Sis, no need to be so serious. If I dismiss that young maid, you’ll have to go through the trouble of finding a new one for , how botherso."
Xiao Mu narrowed her eyes. Previously, whenever she ntioned dismissing any maid, Ouyang Hao always agreed readily. But this ti, he was speaking up for the maid, which inevitably made her suspicious.
"You slept with that young maid?" Xiao Mu never minced her words.
Ouyang Hao suddenly laughed, "Co on, Sis, don’t you know by now? Do you think I’d fancy that ugly duckling?"
Seeing Xiao Mu’s suspicious glance, Ouyang Hao turned serious, "The young maid’s mother is suffering from uremia and urgently needs money. Dismissing her now would be pushing them to the brink. I find her quite pitiful, so I decided to keep her."
"I never would have guessed, our Second Young Master Ouyang is such a philanthropist." Xiao Mu glanced at him skeptically, half-believing, "Alright, let’s keep her for now. But let put it bluntly, if you cause any trouble with her and it reaches our uncle, don’t expect to save you."
"Sis, don’t worry. Even if my standards drop, I still wouldn’t fancy that maid."
"It better be that way." Xiao Mu said coldly. Suddenly, she seed to rember sothing. Her icy gaze swept over Ouyang Hao, "I heard from the director that you’ve been very sick lately, so much so that you can’t even get out of bed. But you don’t look sick to ."
Ouyang Hao had been so busy dealing with the photo incident that he montarily forgot about this fib, imdiately feeling a bit frustrated.
He quickly raised his hand to cover his forehead, pretending to be very ill, "Oh, my head hurts, it hurts so much! Sis, I must have caught a cold, and it’s gotten worse. I need to go back and rest."
Xiao Mu was amused by Ouyang Hao’s theatrics. She couldn’t help but admire her brother. What good fortune their aunt must have had to give birth to such a character.
Xiao Mu couldn’t stand it any longer and coughed lightly, "Stop pretending! There’s no one else here."
Seeing that Xiao Mu had seen through his act, Ouyang Hao stopped pretending to be sick and explained in a low voice, "I just can’t stand that director and Cheng Ying, so I pretended to be sick."
"Did Cheng Ying do sothing to you?"
"That woman is so fake, just looking at her makes sick."
Xiao Mu didn’t comnt, just smiled. Although Cheng Ying had a good reputation in the circle, her sharp eyes had seen through her true nature.
As the saying goes, a barking dog doesn’t bite. Cheng Ying was just that kind of person. No matter how gentle and understanding she appeared to be, when she sched, she could strip soone of their skin.
"I don’t care what grudges you have with Cheng Ying, next week, you have to obediently go to the set. Also, for the next few days, don’t wander around aimlessly. You’re a ’patient’ now, you need to stay at ho and recuperate."
"Alright, alright, I’ll listen to you, Sis." Ouyang Hao’s compliance was perfunctory at best.
After leaving the office, Ouyang Hao returned to the apartnt. For so reason, without Lin Yixun bustling around, the spacious apartnt felt sowhat empty.
Ouyang Hao lay on the sofa in boredom, played mobile gas for a while, then tossed his phone aside in frustration, finding it all uninteresting. The image of Lin Yixun’s crying face, and her helplessness and despair, kept flashing in his mind.
He wondered how that blockhead was doing now, and if her mother was out of danger.
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