Love You Till the End-Chapter 905 - 904: That Metaphor Was Way Too Blunt

Returning to the kitchen, she placed the plate on the counter. The housekeeper immediately came over and harshly reprimanded her for not serving bread to Song Zhike earlier.

"Although Young Master Song is a guest, he is also a friend of our Young Master Jue. Treating Young Master Jue’s friends should be the same as treating Young Master Jue himself, do you understand?" The housekeeper pushed up her thick glasses, pointing rudely at Su Jiuyi’s nose as she lectured.

Su Jiuyi quickly nodded.

"You just arrived yesterday and might not understand everything. Let me reiterate, in our line of work, we must absolutely obey our masters’ demands!" She then glanced at the other maids, "We earn money from these young masters, so even if they ask to sleep with us, we must swiftly strip off our clothes, understand!"

This metaphor was overly crude and simplistic.

Su Jiuyi stared at the housekeeper in horror, while the other maids casually echoed loudly, "Understood!"

What the hell...

"And you!" The housekeeper’s gaze returned to Su Jiuyi.

"This..." She pressed her lips together, unsure of how to respond.

"I’m just giving an example, not really asking you to sleep." The housekeeper waved her hand, glancing at her, saying, "Besides, Young Master Jue only sets his eyes on top-notch beauties. He wouldn’t be interested in you."

He wouldn’t be interested in you...

It was like a sudden blow that awakened Su Jiuyi.

Yes, with someone as outstanding as him, there are certainly countless beauties around. With just one word, countless women would eagerly serve him, why would he wait for someone like her.

So surely he was just drunk and made a foolish mistake...

For some reason, a wave of discomfort surged in Su Jiuyi’s heart, like she’d swallowed mustard.

"Okay, I got it." She didn’t know how long it took, but she heard her own numbed voice.

She didn’t recall how she walked out of the kitchen, nor remembered if she’d had breakfast. Su Jiuyi dragged her heavy footsteps like a puppet on strings back to her room, then lay on her bed and closed her eyes.

She vaguely remembered that last night, while intoxicated, she had told Shi Aoju many things about herself, about her so-called family and the pains in her heart through the years, revealing everything to Shi Aoju without reservation.

Because he protected her in the face of danger, because he comforted her when she was afraid, she instinctively chose to trust him.

From now on, before Shi Aoju, she could only be like a turtle without a shell, exposed to the air, with no hard defenses.

That was her true self.

Although he wouldn’t look down on her, would he find her too verbose? Those social elites, the truly dazzling heiresses, wouldn’t complain about their lives like a resentful wife, so would he find her annoying?

As her thoughts circled, her consciousness gradually blurred, almost drifting into sleep...

That’s when a ringing phone beside her pillow broke her sleepy trance.

"Hello." She sat up lazily from the bed.

"It’s me." Qi Jingren’s voice came through, "How’s it going? Shi Aoju didn’t bully you, did he?"

"No." Su Jiuyi slowed her tone slightly, "Rarely see him."

Indeed, she rarely saw him. During the day he was at the company, at night... If she hadn’t gone downstairs for water last night, she probably wouldn’t have encountered him.

"That’s good, I was worried you wouldn’t adapt."