Paranoid Girlfriend [Transmigrated into a Book] - Chapter 7
Lunch was lavish, a table overflowing with various exquisite dishes.
According to the rules of the villa, servants were not allowed to eat at the table, so these dishes were only for her.
While Dai Shiyuan felt satisfied, she also felt a little regretful.
She had originally thought that the female lead would eat at the same table with her, since she was the daughter-in-law of the house.
However, the female lead and the other servants were standing aside, even the housekeeper was no exception.
Among the group of maids in their uniforms, the female lead’s different attire stood out.
Dai Shiyuan glanced at her discreetly and then lowered her head to eat obediently.
At this moment, she was rather glad she didn’t have to eat at the same table as the female lead.
However, being watched by so many eyes while eating made her feel a little uneasy, and she didn’t dare to move around casually.
Dai Shiyuan didn’t have the mind to savor the taste of the delicacies. After quickly finishing her meal, she said, “I’m going back to my room.”
The housekeeper immediately called for someone to clear the table.
Dai Shiyuan’s room was on the second floor. As she walked up the stairs, her gaze inadvertently fell below as she turned a corner.
She saw the female lead being pushed, but she didn’t fall.
The maid who pushed her was once again Ping Xue.
The others didn’t seem to notice this small action and were busy with their tasks, their expressions unchanged.
Dai Shiyuan glanced at Ping Xue, who wore a smug expression.
Clearly, Ping Xue had done it on purpose.
However, the female lead didn’t say anything and continued to help clear the table with the other maids.
Back in her room, Dai Shiyuan lay on the bed, staring blankly, the scene of the female lead being bullied by Ping Xue replaying in her mind.
At that moment, there was no chill in the female lead’s eyes; in fact, she looked somewhat pitiful.
Dai Shiyuan quickly shook her head, dismissing the thought.
She couldn’t sympathize with the female lead, and she couldn’t get too involved with her, or her life would be in danger.
The grievances the female lead was enduring now would be avenged when she became stronger in the future; she didn’t need to worry about it.
Dai Shiyuan made up her mind and closed her eyes for a nap.
She was awakened by a knock on the door after sleeping for an unknown amount of time.
Thinking that the person outside was the female lead, Dai Shiyuan instantly woke up and jumped out of bed.
She didn’t want the female lead to enter her room frequently; every time she knocked, it startled her.
However, the housekeeper said it was the male lead’s parents’ wish for the female lead to take care of her.
Although she didn’t want the female lead’s care, she couldn’t refuse the male lead’s parents’ wishes, so she had to accept the arrangement.
As soon as she sat up, the door was pushed open, revealing the female lead’s gentle and kind face, holding a delicate pudding cake in her hand.
Seeing the small cake, Dai Shiyuan couldn’t help but swallow her saliva, her eyes fixed on the cake, unable to look away.
She hadn’t eaten well at lunch, and after waking up from a nap, she felt hungry again; the cake had come at the perfect time.
“Xiao Yuan, have some afternoon tea. This is a pudding cake specially made for you by the kitchen,” Shan Yaxin said gently, entering the room and placing the cake on the table.
Hearing this, Dai Shiyuan unconsciously curled her lips, her eyes sparkling, full of desire for the cake.
As a dessert lover, she couldn’t resist the temptation of the cake.
Dai Shiyuan picked up the cake and carefully took a bite. The sweet cream flavor instantly filled her mouth, spreading throughout her body through her throat.
It stimulated her cerebral cortex, making her excited, and every cell in her body was filled with joy.
Seeing this, Shan Yaxin’s eyes flashed, and she said with a smile, “Xiao Yuan, where is your purple cheongsam? I’ll take it to iron it for you.”
“In the closet…” Dai Shiyuan said vaguely, her mouth full of cake.
Over the past few days, she had familiarized herself with everything in her room, knowing where everything was.
This way, even if someone asked, she wouldn’t reveal any flaws.
She had also crammed on various knowledge about the Dai family, recognizing her “parents” and “brother” through photos.
Now, she only hoped not to meet her “family” before going to school, as she was worried she might accidentally expose her identity in front of them.
To avoid being discovered, she spent most of her time in her room, avoiding contact with others.
So far, no one had suspected her.
Shan Yaxin found the cheongsam in the closet, a satisfied smile on her lips, and said softly, “Xiao Yuan, I’ll go iron your clothes now. You can come pick them up in half an hour.”
Hearing this, Dai Shiyuan blinked in confusion.
Seeing the confusion in Dai Shiyuan’s eyes, Shan Yaxin wasn’t surprised. She explained with a gentle smile, “I’ll be busy with other things later and might not have time to bring them to you. Would you mind coming to pick them up yourself this time?”
Dai Shiyuan frowned slightly but nodded anyway.
Since the female lead had said so, she had to give her some face.
Shan Yaxin smiled satisfactorily, took the clothes, and left the room, her expression turning cold as she turned around.
It was time for Ping Xue to learn a lesson.
Shan Yaxin went to the kitchen and got another cake before taking the cheongsam to the ironing room.
There was no one in the ironing room at this time, but she knew that Ping Xue would soon come to make trouble for her.
Shan Yaxin slowly ironed the cheongsam, waiting for Ping Xue to appear.
In less than ten minutes, a woman’s sarcastic voice sounded outside the door, “I thought you went to slack off. I didn’t expect to find you ironing clothes here. You sure know how to enjoy yourself, knowing that pulling weeds outside is tiring, so you deliberately came here to work.”
Hearing this, Shan Yaxin, as if she didn’t understand the sarcasm in the words, said softly, “Miss Shiyuan asked me to iron this cheongsam for her, saying she needed it tomorrow, and I didn’t dare not to do it.”
As she spoke, Shan Yaxin wore a somewhat weak expression on her beautiful face and deliberately held up the cheongsam for others to see.
She knew that Ping Xue liked this dress very much.
As expected, when Ping Xue saw it, her face was filled with surprise and joy. She immediately entered the room and snatched the clothes, touching them lovingly.
Shan Yaxin stood aside, a cold light flashing in her eyes, and said weakly, “Ping Xue, I still need to iron the clothes. Please give them back to me.”
“I’ll iron this dress. You can go do something else now,” Ping Xue said, holding the clothes and giving a strong command.
“This…” Shan Yaxin’s face showed a hesitant expression, but she stepped back under Ping Xue’s fierce gaze.
She left the room with a helpless expression and went straight to the kitchen to help.
The people in the kitchen were busy preparing dinner, which was the busiest time, perfect for giving her alibis.
Seeing Shan Yaxin, one of them asked, “Aren’t you ironing clothes?”
“Ping Xue said she would iron them and told me to come to the kitchen,” Shan Yaxin said softly, her face full of gentleness, without any hint of dissatisfaction.
“It’s only you who has such a good temper, always being bullied by her,” the person shook her head, but there was no sympathy in her eyes.
Shan Yaxin smiled indifferently and started working with the others.
She wouldn’t be as submissive as before, allowing these people to bully her.
Before long, Ping Xue would be kicked out of the villa.
If she wasn’t mistaken, her sister-in-law should be leaving her room now.
Dai Shiyuan boredly watched the time tick by, and after seeing the hands make thirty rotations, she got out of bed and left her room.
She was about to ask another servant to get the clothes, but since the female lead had said she should go herself, she was curious to know her intention.
She knew the way to the ironing room; it was only a two-minute walk from her room.
Dai Shiyuan walked a little faster. When she arrived at the ironing room, it was empty, with only many ironed clothes hanging neatly.
However, her purple cheongsam was nowhere to be found.
Dai Shiyuan blinked, feeling a little strange.
There was no one around to ask, so she had to look for the clothes herself.
She went through the clothes on the racks one by one but couldn’t find her cheongsam.
Dai Shiyuan looked around and decided to look on the racks at the back.
Just as she turned around, she caught a glimpse of someone in the mirror holding a half-eaten cake and striking poses, wearing her purple cheongsam.
The rules in this mansion were quite strict: servants were servants, and masters were masters, and there was no crossing the line.
A maid wearing her clothes was a major offense in itself.
She almost understood the female lead’s intention: to “borrow a knife to kill.”
However, she wouldn’t play along with the female lead’s plan.
After all, her current persona was that of a simple and kind person, so how could she throw a tantrum over a piece of clothing?
“Why are you wearing my clothes?” Dai Shiyuan deliberately asked the mirror in surprise.
The person in the mirror panicked, stopped her actions with an “ah,” and lost her grip on the cake, which fell directly onto the clothes.
Seeing this, Dai Shiyuan frowned slightly, a hint of regret flashing in her eyes.
Such a delicate cheongsam was ruined by the cake.
“Miss, what are you doing here?” Ping Xue ran out in a panic, her face turning pale, completely devoid of her usual arrogance.
Even her hands were trembling, haphazardly wiping the cake off her clothes, only making it worse.
“I came to get my clothes,” Dai Shiyuan said calmly, her eyebrows tightly furrowed.
She actually quite liked this cheongsam, and it fit her perfectly.
However, Ping Xue was a bit larger than her, and it looked a bit small on her.
Especially around the shoulders, where the flesh on her back was being squeezed, making it look unflattering and even a bit comical.
“Miss, I… I just…” Ping Xue’s face was pale, her lips trembling as she tried to explain, but she was too scared to come up with a reasonable excuse.
A master’s clothes were not something servants like them could wear. If the madam found out, she would definitely be kicked out.
“Miss, I’m sorry… I was just out of my mind. Please forgive me this time, please…” Ping Xue knelt on the ground, grabbing Dai Shiyuan’s skirt tightly, begging for mercy.
Dai Shiyuan frowned and took a step back, but she was a little too slow.
Ping Xue’s hands were still covered in cake cream, which now got all over her skirt.
Her skirt was also ruined.