Chapter 52: Considered Absent
The bag contained a rectangular box. Opening it, she saw a shoe box, identified by the logo printed on it.
If Xiaomuqing remembered correctly, this was also quite a big brand. However, she didn’t really understand these things, so looking at it was useless. It would be better to just tell her the price.
“Boss, what is this?”
Suddenly receiving a pair of shoes from her good brother, Xiaomuqing was a bit confused, unable to quite understand the meaning. To be honest, her shoes were quite good and could be worn for a long time without being damaged.
Personally, she felt that way.
“I think your shoes are ugly.”
Looking at Xiaomuqing’s eyes, then at her shoes, a hint of disdain flashed in Ye Ziming’s eyes, and he said lightly.
“Huh?”
Raising her eyebrows and lowering her head, Xiaomuqing looked at her shoes, then looked up again.
“I don’t think so.”
With some confusion on her face, she tilted her head and blinked her eyes, giving her good brother a questioning look.
“I’m your boss. I don’t care what you think, I care what I think.”
“emmm…”
Seeing her good brother’s serious expression, Xiaomuqing felt she couldn’t refuse and couldn’t find a reason to argue. This sentence was too true; if the boss asks you to do something, you have to do it.
Helplessly, the salary was simply too attractive. In the end, Xiaomuqing carried the bag with both hands, thanked her good brother, and then trotted upstairs.
“Hmph~”
Watching Xiaomuqing’s retreating back, Ye Ziming’s lips curled up imperceptibly, thinking about something. As his eyes narrowed, he felt that perhaps he didn’t need to act; Xiaomuqing would discard her disguise herself.
However, he had to act to prevent this layer of disguise from being seen through by others. Although he wasn’t in a hurry to expose it, he absolutely refused to let others see through it; it was a strange possessiveness.
“Hmph hmph~”
Humming a tune, she arrived at her door, opened it, and went straight in. Before leaving the house this time, she had already turned on the light in the entryway. She had forgotten last time.
The entryway is a small buffer zone between the front door and the living room. It’s usually very small, just enough for a shoe rack.
Turning on the lights in the living room, Xiaomuqing plopped down on the sofa and began to open her mystery box.
“emmm.”
After opening the shoe box and seeing the shoes, Xiaomuqing couldn’t help but frown, then looked surprised and raised her eyebrows. To be fair, the shoes were quite good-looking, the only downside being that they looked like women’s shoes, not men’s.
Looking at the pair of casual shoes, she hesitated, but then decided to try them on. After all, her good brother had bought them for her, so she had to try them.
After putting them on, Xiaomuqing walked back and forth in the living room and was surprised to find that they fit perfectly and were very comfortable.
So, the question is, how did her good brother know the size of her feet?
Just as Xiaomuqing was about to take off the shoes and put them back after trying them on, the phone on the table suddenly lit up. Looking down, she casually opened WeChat. It turned out that her good brother had sent her a message.
[Good brother: Do the shoes fit?]
Seeing this message, Xiaomuqing quickly looked up and then looked around, wondering if there were cameras here. Thinking about her shoes, she had just finished trying them on.
[Xiaomuqing: Dog emoji.jpg]
[Good brother: Remember to wear the clothes I bought you to work from now on.]
As soon as she sent the emoji, another message came from the other side, and it was a reply.
“Ah, this…”
After reading it, her eyebrows twitched, and then she frowned, her eyes becoming a bit subtle. There are work uniforms at the coffee shop. What would she wear, and would it make any difference?
Xiaomuqing couldn’t quite understand, so she didn’t agree immediately. Instead, she replied with a question.
[Xiaomuqing: What if I accidentally forget? Cat acting cute emoji.jpg]
Since he was her boss, she couldn’t speak too directly. If she said she didn’t want to wear them, something might happen.
Mm, in the end, she chose to be a coward.
[Good brother: Considered absent]
Just now, she had a smile on her face, wanting to see her good brother’s reaction. However, after seeing this reply, she couldn’t smile anymore, her smile freezing on her face.
[Xiaomuqing: For the sake of our deep friendship…]
[Good brother: I will personally send you home to change clothes. (￣_,￣ )]
Another instant reply, and it came with a strange emoticon. After looking closely, it seemed to be the legendary smirk. It was quite rare for her good brother to send this kind of emoticon. His WeChat messages were usually very concise, and he rarely used emojis.
Emmm, today’s good brother is hard to describe. After thinking about it, she gave up.
As the saying goes, one is softened by favors and embarrassed by gifts. Her good brother was her direct superior, and for that salary, she… was going all out!
[Xiaomuqing: Okay. Wrinkled face.jpg]
After finishing the chat with her good brother and putting the shoes away, Xiaomuqing began to deal with the tasks she needed to do tonight. For example, taking a bath, doing her homework, and then getting out the vacuum cleaner to clean the house.
While doing these things, she was thinking about one matter: the Comiket that Sister Yu had proposed. If she went with a netizen, she would inevitably encounter people she knew, both from the coffee shop and from her class. At this point, whether she went as a man or a woman, it would be extremely awkward, and being seen by acquaintances would be social suicide.
However, if she listened to Sister Yu, she said she would help her with makeup so that others wouldn’t recognize her…
She felt like she had no other options. If she wanted to go to the Comiket, this was the only way.
Thinking about it, she had already finished all her tasks. Holding a cup of jujube and goji berry tea, she sat in front of her computer and clicked the start button.
[Old iron: Coming or not? Dog emoji.jpg]
Before she could even start the game, a message came from her QQ friend on her phone.
[Mumu-chan: Coming, coming.jpg]
After replying with an emoji, Xiaomuqing hesitated, not knowing how to talk to him about the Comiket. This kind of flaking behavior seemed like it would get her stewed, right?
After logging into the game, Old iron had already sent a team invitation, and she clicked to accept it.
[Mumu-chan: Uh, there’s something I want to tell you.]
When the game time was about halfway through, Xiaomuqing sent a pigeon emoji first, then hesitantly typed out a line of text and sent it.
[Old iron: Mm. Pigeon stew.jpg]
[Mumu-chan: emmm]
[Mumu-chan: I might have something to do this weekend, that Comiket, I might not be able to make it.]
After sending the message all at once, Xiaomuqing took her hands off the keyboard and looked nervously at the computer screen in front of her. At this moment, she was even prepared to be scolded. However, she had thought of a compensation measure in advance, so she wasn’t flustered.
PS: Before going on the shelves, we authors have to control the word count, so I can’t update more even if I want to. I already have over 20,000 words in my drafts.
