Chapter 62

Qiao Chuchu's fear stemmed from the fact that she was supposed to be dead. With the plot back on track, there was no place for a dead person like her.

But she didn't die. Not only did she disrupt the flow of the story, but a group of supporting characters who were doomed to suffer in the novel had all come to gift her presents.

She truly felt like the beloved pet of a family.

Apart from the joy, there was an overwhelming sense of horror.

Did she deserve so many people gifting her presents?

Qiao Chuchu pondered deeply but soon dismissed her worries, deciding not to overthink.

Why worry about so many things? If everyone was kind to her, she would be kind to them in return. She would strive to help them escape their fates as supporting characters, allowing them to live well and enjoy life!

Suddenly, Little Xie's phone rang.

Little Xie's phone screen had a cracked corner, and the touch sensitivity wasn't great. She tapped the screen several times with force to open WeChat and see what was written. When replying, she had to tap several more times to send the message.

Qiao Chuchu couldn't help but notice her actions: "Is something wrong?"

Little Xie shook her head: "Mr. Pei San asked me to prepare his special dinner tonight."

Immediately after, her phone rang again.

Little Xie glanced at it, realizing it wasn't someone she could answer for. She quickly hung up.

One of the rules at the Pei Family was that when the employer was present and one had work to do, personal calls couldn't be answered. Calls could only be taken after finishing work and leaving the employer's hearing range.

Yet, the phone kept ringing.

Little Xie had to keep hanging up, but as soon as she did, it rang again within a minute. This repeated multiple times, making Little Xie sweat profusely. She wanted to silence the phone but was afraid Mr. Pei or others might call at that moment, so she had to glance at it and then hang up.

Qiao Chuchu was busy unpacking gifts: "Go ahead and answer the call."

Little Xie panicked and shook her head: "No need, Miss. It's just a call from my family. It's nothing."

She helped Qiao Chuchu unpack the boxes, her heart pounding. She glanced at Qiao Chuchu out of the corner of her eye, fearing she might get angry.

It was only because Miss Qiao was easygoing. If it were any of the Pei brothers, a single glare would have been enough to get her fired.

Yes, ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‍the Pei Family paid well, but the Pei family members were like that—no room for error.

They didn't care if you were tired, busy with work, or even if you had a personal life, were sick, or anything. If you didn't meet their expectations, they could dismiss you on the spot.

In other words, the Pei brothers never liked wasting time on trivial matters of strangers. Once you did, you were out.

She was the only one among her batch of fellow housekeepers who hadn't been fired yet.

Little Xie nervously tidied up the gifts.

After a while, the phone vibrated again.

She picked it up and saw, on her cracked screen, the word "Mom."

Qiao Chuchu sighed: "Go ahead and answer it. What if it's something important?"

Little Xie's face turned pale. She could only pick up the phone: "Sorry, Miss. I'll be right back."

Little Xie left for a short while, then nervously ran back to Qiao Chuchu: "Miss Qiao, I'm done. Let me unpack for you. You can rest."

Qiao Chuchu sat on the sofa, glancing at the half-exposed phone in Little Xie's pocket: "Why is your phone broken? Can you even read messages fully with it like this?"

It wasn't that she was nitpicking, but her brothers were indeed difficult to deal with. Of course, the salary at their house was also high, with the extra part serving as a mental compensation fee for the housekeepers.

After all, those seven brothers each had their own quirks. They were picky and had low tolerance for mistakes.

Little Xie nervously looked at her: "It's fine, Miss Qiao. My phone works fine."

Qiao Chuchu didn't think so: "The top left corner is cracked. You had a hard time replying just now. It's bound to break sooner or later. If you delay anything, my brothers won't care about your reasons. They'll just fire you."

Little Xie's face turned increasingly pale: "..."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

She knew the bad tempers of the other seven employers.

She had once seen Pei Yuan demand a cup of coffee, but the housekeeper was busy and delivered it ten minutes late. Pei Yuan immediately had her pack her things and leave, not giving anyone a chance to improve.

If she got fired over a broken phone, she would lose her good job, and finding another one would be troublesome.

Little Xie nervously twisted the hem of her apron: "Miss Qiao, there are only me and another housekeeper working at home right now. We can't leave. I'll buy a phone as soon as I have time. Please don't tell the Pei brothers, okay? The New Year is coming soon, and I can't lose my job. I can assure you I definitely won't delay my work. The Pei brothers' messages, I'll definitely see them!"

Qiao Chuchu was surprised. She didn't expect Little Xie to be so nervous after her simple reminder.

She explained: "I didn't mean to tell my brothers."

Little Xie bit her lower lip, squatting on the ground looking at her with a wronged and pitiful expression, still in fear.

Qiao Chuchu, feeling helpless, changed the subject: "Your mom kept calling you. Is something wrong?"

Little Xie awkwardly twisted her fingers: "Today is my birthday. She wanted me to have something nice to eat."

Qiao Chuchu was surprised: "Then why don't you take the day off and go home? If my brothers don't approve, I can let you go now."

Little Xie shook her head vigorously: "It's almost New Year, right? Mr. Pei said that if we don't go home, we get triple overtime pay. I earn three thousand a day now. I don't want to go home. I want to make money!"

Her voice was tinged with disappointment: "So please don't tell the Pei brothers about my broken phone. I really won't delay my work."

"I already said I wouldn't tell," Qiao Chuchu stood up and said indifferently, "You handle it. I'm going out."

Little Xie panicked: "Where are you going, Miss? Mr. Pei said you need to report when you go out. Mr. Pei Buxian is coming back this afternoon and told me to make sure you don't go out."

Qiao Chuchu rolled her eyes.

Another attempt to monitor her, huh?

She walked to the wardrobe, changed into a simple outfit, grabbed her bag, and left: "I'll have the driver take me. That's my report to my brothers. Don't worry."

Little Xie watched Qiao Chuchu leave, feeling like a deflated balloon.

She labeled Qiao Chuchu's shoes and placed them neatly in the wardrobe, tears welling up in her eyes.

She didn't know much about Qiao Chuchu; the employer's profile only had a blank space for her.

After these few days of interaction, she found Miss Qiao easy to talk to, but she was also wary.

After all, the Pei Family had three people who seemed nice on the surface: Pei Youchuan, Pei Mu, and Pei Ci.

They appeared gentle and kind, deceiving many people. Only when their true nature was revealed did others realize they were also ruthless characters.

The Pei Family was a wealthy clan. How could a young lady raised in such a family not have some quirks?

She finished her work, took out her broken phone, and snapped a photo of the discarded shoeboxes, typing forcefully on the screen.

[My phone is broken. It's hard to reply and type, but I don't have time to take leave and buy a new one. Then the eighth young lady saw it and asked if it would affect my work.]

[The worst part is, while tidying up the eighth young lady's shoes, my mom kept calling. We can't answer personal calls during work. I had to keep hanging up, but she kept calling. I think the eighth young lady is getting annoyed.]

[Sobbing... I'm so scared the eighth young lady will fire me. What will I do if I get fired?]