The Domineering CEO, but a Crybaby! - Chapter 10
Chapter 10: Eating Dog Food
“Why aren’t you eating? Don’t you like it?”
The stainless steel basin clanged, and around He Shu, a dense array of air blades condensed!
She felt as if she had been stuffed into a refrigerator, her limbs numb with cold, unable to run even if she wanted to!
In her terror, she discovered something even more horrifying!
She was too tired after carrying the person down the mountain and completely forgot that Cen Qianyi had been injected with a muscle relaxant. She just let her walk by herself!
She had walked back herself!
“System, help! Has Cen Qianyi’s muscle relaxant worn off?!”
The electronic voice in her mind crackled again, as if losing connection.
The paralyzing agent’s effect will gradually weaken; full recovery takes three days.
Meaning that even though three days hadn’t passed, the effect wasn’t strong anymore, and she could walk!
“She can walk now, so it’s easy for her to kill me, isn’t it?!”
Keep going.
He Shu’s chest tightened. What was there to keep going for? Oh, right, keep running!
Just as she was trying to move her trembling legs after the mountain climb to run, an electronic voice echoed in her mind. A new plot arrived…
She had to eat breakfast with Cen Qianyi!
Meanwhile, after Su Ming had prepared meals for both the person and the ‘pet,’ she turned and invited He Shu to dine.
Cen Qianyi also raised her head from the basin in front of her, her gaze colder than the morning mist, falling directly on He Shu.
With a ‘thud,’ meeting that gaze, He Shu’s legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground.
“Boss, what’s wrong?”
Su Ming rushed forward to help her up.
He Shu: “My leg, my legs are weak…”
Su Ming frowned: “You must be tired from walking the dog.”
He Shu, who had just been helped up, showed another tendency to kneel.
She really wanted to kneel to this grand-aunt and ask her to say less. Couldn’t she see that the air-condensed knives were almost poking her chest?!
He Shu was so anxious that tears were about to well up. She forgot that Su Ming couldn’t see this killing intent, and this grand-aunt was still very strong. She practically half-carried her to the dining table and sat her down.
He Shu could look down and see the ‘dog’ at her feet…
And the basin full of ‘food’ in that ‘dog bowl’…
She was really going to die. The air knives were almost piercing her nostrils. She desperately clutched Su Ming’s hand, refusing to let go.
Su Ming asked in confusion: “What’s wrong, Boss?”
Boss was going to die, what else was wrong? No one would give her a raise anymore!
The system, caring nothing for her life or death, was still acting up but insisted she go to work.
The dialogue countdown started ticking again. He Shu steeled herself, closed her eyes, and due to nervousness, her voice cracked.
It was sharp and harsh, sounding like she was yelling at Cen Qianyi.
“Why aren’t you eating? Don’t you like it?”
Cen Qianyi slowly raised her head, as if only just realizing where the person was, and looked at He Shu, her eyes still unfocused.
“What did you feed me?”
He Shu tightened her grip on Su Ming’s hand. The line, ‘What a dog eats is what you eat,’ just couldn’t come out.
Su Ming looked at her tightly held hand, frowned, guessing that Boss must be angry.
She looked at Cen Qianyi and admonished her impolitely: “What a dog eats, naturally, is what you eat!”
He Shu looked at Su Ming in surprise, wondering why this one had started stealing her lines… but she stole them so well!
Su Ming was surprised by the praise in He Shu’s eyes, and a slight blush appeared on her face. Then, as if encouraged, she continued with renewed vigor.
“Boss’s rule is, if you don’t eat this meal, you won’t eat for the rest of the day!”
He Shu’s mouth twitched fiercely. This person not only added lines but also stole hers.
Cen Qianyi looked at Su Ming, thinking of the information she had found last night—this was He Shu’s most loyal ‘dog.’ Her fingers, hanging at her side, slightly curled. She lowered her head, concealing the murderous intent in her eyes.
Seeing Cen Qianyi motionless, Su Ming snorted coldly, about to scold her a couple more times, but her wrist was tugged.
He Shu saw that the person still had something to say and quickly stopped her. If this grand-aunt kept talking, she might die with her.
She was just an employee; it wasn’t necessary. The boss lived in a villa but didn’t say she’d get one too.
Su Ming, whose words were cut short by the tug, looked at He Shu. She immediately thought that He Shu’s legs had gone weak and she had knelt, so perhaps it was low bl00d sugar.
She quickly picked up a piece of osmanthus rice cake and placed it in He Shu’s bowl: “Boss, eat something before you train the dog.”
He Shu’s eyes twitched fiercely. This grand-aunt was trying to send her to hell!
He Shu saw the dense air blades suddenly sharpen, feeling as if they could turn solid at any second!
Just then, Su Ming’s phone rang. She picked it up and glanced at it.
“A new fax just came in, it should be about the hospital. I’ll go check.”
He Shu nodded vigorously.
But once the person left, He Shu realized the problem: she and Cen Qianyi were the only ones left in this vast villa…
She tremblingly looked down at the person beside the table, always having the illusion that in the next second, this person would stand up and finish her off.
He Shu sniffed, looking at the intense killing intent and the unresponsive system.
She was probably going to meet her end here…
Taking a deep breath, He Shu suddenly paused. Something was wrong. She looked down at the basin in front of Cen Qianyi.
Something was wrong. Why did the dog food smell like this?
She bent down, reached out, and picked up a piece to put in her mouth.
She bit into it and savored it.
He Shu frowned tightly, but her eyes gradually lit up.
To verify her guess, she scooped up another handful and ate them piece by piece.
The more she ate, the brighter her eyes became. This was great. She knew that people couldn’t be perverted to that extent.
This wasn’t dog food!
It tasted like oatmeal mixed with some grains and fruits and vegetables. A few pieces even tasted like strawberries.
She had been curious and tried Qianqian’s dog food before; it didn’t have this texture or taste.
This stuff was like the kind of nutritious breakfast cereal mixed with fruit and vegetables that people enjoyed in the morning, best eaten with milk.
He Shu finished the handful of ‘dog food’ in her hand, confirming it was human food.
It was quite tasty too.
It was just intentionally made to look like dog food, with its brownish color.
Cen Qianyi found it hard to describe her current feelings. If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she probably wouldn’t have believed it.
This woman scooped a handful of ‘food’ from the dog bowl and savored it…
Her expression even suggested that it tasted quite good.
Cen Qianyi’s eyes twitched slightly.
Wasn’t this person using this to humiliate her?
Why was she eating it too…?
He Shu wanted to tell Cen Qianyi that this ‘dog food’ wasn’t actually dog food, but the dialogue restricted her from saying it.
The other party couldn’t see anyway, otherwise she could demonstrate that it was edible herself.
After some thought, He Shu picked up the osmanthus sugar cake from her bowl, emptied the bowl, bent down and poured the contents of Cen Qianyi’s basin into her own bowl, while quickly slipping the sugar cake into Cen Qianyi’s hand.
It was a bit of an attempt to curry favor, hoping for a reduced sentence.
Unfortunately, her lines were truly courting death.
“It seems you haven’t figured out how to be a plaything overnight, so you’ll have to suffer a bit.”
He Shu said, trembling as she stuffed a peeled egg into Cen Qianyi’s other hand.
“Here with me, only well-behaved playthings get to eat.”
After speaking, she quickly poured milk into the bowl and finished all the ‘dog food’ before Su Ming returned.
Cen Qianyi, uncharacteristically, couldn’t maintain her composure.
What kind of person was this, exactly…?
He Shu, leaning back in her chair and rubbing her stomach from overeating, only then noticed that the surrounding killing intent had disappeared at some point. She looked back and saw Cen Qianyi holding a sugar cake, chewing it bit by bit, mechanically.
As if she were deep in thought.
He Shu rubbed the goosebumps that had just appeared on her arms. Don’t tell her she’s thinking about how to make her die a horrible death…
The dialogue was still urging her to seek death.
“You’ve performed well. Extra meal tonight.”
He Shu looked at the original plot, where Cen Qianyi ate the ‘dog food,’ and ‘she’ praised her… Her mind suddenly twitched. She was an idiot!
As long as Cen Qianyi ate the ‘dog food,’ she would know it wasn’t dog food!
Good heavens, she had already eaten it all, and Cen Qianyi hadn’t seen it. It was over; this misunderstanding couldn’t be resolved now!
Just then, a cheerful electronic sound rang in her mind. The previously erratic system had returned to normal.
Ding ding ding, West Mountain Villa Plot 3 successfully concluded. Rewards have been issued. Please check.
He Shu heard ‘concluded’ and ran upstairs without another word.
Congratulations, Host. West Mountain Villa Stage 1 plot has successfully concluded. Rewards are being sent.
Scene 1 reward: One high-end custom dream dress, fireproof, waterproof, lightning-proof.
Scene 2 reward: One full documentary film of the West Mountain sunrise.
Scene 3 reward: One sensory dampening agent.
He Shu’s face darkened listening to these items. They were all useless things. What was a high-end custom dress, and what the hell was lightning-proof?!
And this sunrise documentary… there was no internet in this world. What couldn’t she see online about sunrises, sunsets, thunder, and lightning?
Only the last item sounded like a reward.
“System, what does this sensory dampening agent do?”
It has the opposite effect of the sensory enhancing agent. One enhances sensation, one weakens it. For example, pain. With the dampening agent, ten levels of pain will only feel like one.
He Shu’s eyes lit up. This was a good thing!
She reluctantly forgave it for all the other random junk it sent.
He Shu changed her clothes. She was going to be a domineering CEO now. Fortunately, most of these perverted plot points with Cen Qianyi happened at night. During the day, she was still a normal person with a normal job.
But before He Shu could be happy, the system prompted her to bring Cen Qianyi along.
In the original novel, there was actually a line: Having acquired a new plaything, He Shu was extremely fresh for a period of time, taking her everywhere.
Just as she was on the verge of tears, Su Ming coincidentally came to ask if she should bring the ‘pet’ to the hospital.
What else could He Shu say? She could only nod with tears in her eyes.
Su Ming immediately became very dutiful: “Okay, I’ll go change her clothes.”
He Shu immediately stopped her.
Remembering the other person’s terrible taste in choosing clothes, He Shu went to the cloakroom, grabbed a very ordinary sportswear set, and handed it to her: “Wear this set.”
Su Ming was surprised. Generally, when Boss took these ‘pets’ out, they were dressed adorably, like pampered little dogs for noblewomen.
Why had her preference suddenly changed?
But for Boss’s demands, she always prioritized execution.
By the time He Shu had composed herself and sat in the car arranged by Su Ming, Cen Qianyi was already quietly seated in the car, dressed in her new clothes.
The two sat together in the back seat. Sunlight streamed in from Cen Qianyi’s side window. From He Shu’s angle, Cen Qianyi, dressed in a creamy white tracksuit, seemed to meld with the sunlight. Her jasmine-milk-white long curly hair and her somewhat pale face shed much of their coldness.
She looked like a pure, little white flower transplanted into the sunlight, exuding a lovable fragility that inexplicably softened He Shu’s heart.
This appearance was truly too deceptive. If she hadn’t just felt that deadly killing intent, she wouldn’t have believed that a woman with such an appearance was a cold-blooded killer.
He Shu tried to shrink back as much as possible, pretending to sleep as soon as she got into the car, but she was actually frantically catching up on the original novel.
Last night, she had fallen asleep while reading, and this morning’s sudden plot development caught her off guard.
This time, she needed to read more.
Continuing from where she left off, the bulk of the novel still focused on the protagonist. He Shu kept flipping pages, finally reaching the sunrise scene at the villa that she had just completed.
Looking further, He Shu discovered a problem: Pei Congxin’s death had been brought forward. In the original novel, Cen Qianyi personally dealt with her after the muscle relaxant had completely worn off.
Seeing this, He Shu opened her eyes and looked at Cen Qianyi.
She didn’t know why Pei Congxin’s death was brought forward, but chronologically, Cen Qianyi was at West Mountain Villa when Pei Congxin died.
The villa was an hour and a half drive from the hospital. Unless Cen Qianyi was a superhuman, it was impossible for her to go there and back and kill someone in such a short amount of time.
He Shu also saw a crucial point.
In the original novel, Cen Qianyi did not leave the perverted CEO after recovering her health. It wasn’t that she was ‘addicted’ to playing, as He Shu had guessed.
It turned out she had taken on a new ‘Kill-for-me’ order. The target to be eliminated was somewhat related to the original CEO.
She stayed by her side to complete her ‘Kill-for-me’ order faster.
Seeing this, He Shu also saw a description of Cen Qianyi.
This one’s nickname was ‘Yi’ (billion), not a homophone of her name, nor a self-chosen nickname. It was an honorific given to her by the Bounty Alliance.
Because this one’s fee unit was ‘billion.’
In other words, she charged in billions per order.
He Shu thought for a moment. Her current net worth was in the tens of billions. At full capacity, it was only enough for her to take 100 orders…
The book also stated that this one’s current net worth started at hundreds of billions.
How many ‘Kill-for-me’ orders must she have taken to be the ‘Order King’?!
Cen Qianyi felt the gaze on her was very palpable. She averted her gaze from the outside and looked at the other person in the back seat.
Seeing the trembling fear in the other’s eyes, she couldn’t maintain her composure again and slightly raised her eyebrows.
This person… why was she either crying or looking like a frightened rabbit…?
What was she afraid of?
If He Shu knew Cen Qianyi’s current thoughts, she would surely shout, “I’m afraid of you, you perverted ‘Kill-for-me’ Order King!”
He Shu looked. The ‘order’ she had newly taken, described in the book, was a chairman of a large conglomerate. He Shu’s meager net worth was nothing compared to that person.
She had a charity foundation association. The original CEO had just become a member of her association and had joined a club she established.
The new member initiation event was in a few days. Cen Qianyi was staying by her side precisely to go together and hadn’t laid hands on her yet.
He Shu didn’t know whether to breathe a sigh of relief that she was somewhat useful. Seeing the book describe this chairman as a great philanthropist, He Shu frowned. No, she had to remind her to pay attention to security.
Unfortunately, she didn’t have the other party’s contact information. He Shu could only wait until the event day.
Preferably, before that, the protagonist could capture this assassin beside her.
Thinking of this, He Shu started looking back, wanting to see how to find the protagonist.
The parts about the protagonist were truly too hypnotic. All those professional terms, the details of solving cases… He Shu never liked reading that kind of stuff. Soon, she felt sleepy again.
She had also woken up early that morning. As soon as her eyes closed, she quickly felt her consciousness drift.
The car made a turn, and He Shu’s body swayed, falling onto a ‘soft cushion.’
Adjusting her posture, she hugged a slender ‘bolster,’ and He Shu slowly fell asleep.
Cen Qianyi looked at the head on her lap and the pair of hands holding her leg. Surprise flashed in her cold and indifferent eyes.
He Shu rubbed her head, leaning into a softer spot.
In her blurry consciousness, she felt claws tapping on her back. In her hazy sleep, she twisted her body slightly.
“Stop messing around, Qianqian. Let’s go out and play when I wake up.”
Cen Qianyi’s hand, poised to push the person away, froze.
‘Qianqian’ again…