Chapter 24 The Second Miss Is Looking for You

Chapter 24: The Second Miss Is Looking for You

Xu Zhiyan unwrapped a piece and popped it into her mouth. The sweet grape flavor bloomed on her tongue. She smiled, her eyes curving as she looked at Cheng Feng.

"Thank you, Cheng Feng. This candy is really delicious."

Cheng Feng toyed with the Doraemon keychain in his hand, then glanced at Xu Zhiyan's flushed cheeks. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was a bit off.

But no matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn't figure out exactly what that "off" feeling was.

After leaving Xu Zhiyan, Cheng Feng headed to the garage for his motorcycle to continue his food delivery work.

Just as he entered the underground garage and was about to get on his bike, he bumped right into the eldest young master of the Shang Family.

Shang Xu.

Shang Xu looked like he'd just come back. He was carrying an exquisite box that looked incredibly expensive, though it was impossible to tell what was inside.

Cheng Feng wondered.

Why was the young master by himself? Where were the bodyguards who usually helped carry things for him? Where was he going?

Just because Cheng Feng took a couple of extra glances.

Shang Xu stopped in his tracks, his gaze sweeping over him coolly.

His voice was cool, yet possessed a deep magnetism that was unaccountably captivating.

"Are you free?"

This was the first time Cheng Feng had stood this close to the eldest young master, with only about two steps between them.

Shang Xu was tall and slender, standing there in a completely commanding posture.

From this angle, his features appeared even more sharp and sculpted, handsome from every angle without a single flaw.

This... level of looks, is it something a human can possess?

Cheng Feng noticed his slightly furrowed brows and snapped back to reality, quickly bowing.

"Good morning, Young Master."

Shang Xu offered no pleasantries, simply asking again:

"Are you busy?"

Cheng Feng hesitated.

If he said he was busy, he did indeed need to go deliver food.

But if he said he wasn't busy... judging by the eldest young master's demeanor, he clearly wanted him for something.

If he dared to say he was busy and refuse to help, would this eldest young master be displeased? As a servant, to get by, you had to be flexible and serve the masters properly; only then was there a chance for a salary increase.

He understood one thing: the money earned from delivering a hundred food orders definitely couldn't compare to the rewards a master might bestow.

After some thought, Cheng Feng still replied respectfully:

"Young Master, I'm not busy."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Shang Xu handed the two gift boxes he was carrying over to him, stating succinctly:

"Follow me."

As expected.

Carrying the gift boxes, he followed behind Shang Xu, his gaze involuntarily lingering on the other's back.

That perfectly tailored outfit, the fabric looked extraordinary at a glance.

Cheng Feng muttered to himself.

This one piece of clothing probably costs tens of thousands, right?

Little did he know, this seemingly understated ready-to-wear garment's price far exceeded his imagination, often reaching into the millions.

They walked to a luxury car. Shang Xu gestured for him to get into the back seat.

Cheng Feng obediently sat down, his body stiff and straight, not daring to move a muscle.

He was full of questions, not understanding why the young master, who had apparently just arrived, was now getting back into a car. But these thoughts stayed firmly in his mind; he didn't dare voice a single word.

A master's affairs were not something a mere servant like him had the right to question.

The car slowly drove away from the Shang Family estate.

The interior of the car was eerily quiet.

So quiet that Cheng Feng could almost hear his own heartbeat, even subconsciously lightening his breathing.

He stole a glance at Shang Xu's stern profile in the driver's seat, feeling that being with this eldest young master was just too stressful.

The other didn't say a single word.

His face also showed no expression. So cold.

Just then, a cell phone ringtone suddenly shattered the silence in the car.

Cheng Feng fished out his phone, saw the words "Butler Liu" displayed on the screen, and hurriedly answered the call.

"Butler Liu."

Butler Liu's voice came from the other end of the line:

"Are you in the dormitory now?"

"I'm not, Butler Liu. Is something the matter?"

"The Second Miss is looking for you. She says she wants you to accompany her to take Hua Xiaozhai for a walk."

Hearing this, Cheng Feng was stunned.

Fang Xuran had just said last night that the Second Miss had looked for him. Why was she looking for him again today?

Was this Second Miss short of a servant to walk her cat?

He was the young master's exclusive attendant. What was the deal with looking for him every day? And no extra pay either.

The eldest young master too, why didn't he find someone else? Why specifically ask him to help carry things?

Ugh, what a bummer.

Wait, if I serve the young master well, it might not be so bad—I might even score some points.

Hopefully, the young master will give some rewards later. Cheng Feng had heard about these rewards from Butler Liu before—if you perform well and the young master is pleased, there might be some kind of reward.

Of course, he kept these gripes to himself.

"Butler Liu, I'm currently outside with the young master."

The line was silent for a full minute before Butler Liu's earnest advice came through:

"Then, while you're outside, be sure to mind your words and actions. Also, the young master... is a serious germaphobe, so you must be extra careful."

"Okay, I'll remember that. Thank you, Butler Liu."

After hanging up, Cheng Feng glanced at the seat in front. The young master's face was impassive, so he lowered his head to examine his own clothes.

A wave of anxiety washed over him.

This outfit isn't dirty, is it?

He didn't dirty the young master's car, did he?