The female supporting system of the rebirth of the last world is too calm

Chapter 202 Jealous
Si Qingcang stared at the electronic version of the contract on Ling Yi's mobile phone, feeling so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

"Have you finished reading it?" Ling Yi came out of the room where she lived for more than three years with a medium-sized bag on her back.

She took the mobile phone from Si Qingcang's hand, "Is this contract real?"

"it is true."

"Has legal effect?"

Si Qingcang nodded reluctantly.

"But——, Yiyi, this contract is very unfair to Party B."

"It's okay." Ling Yi said indifferently.

"Anyway, it's written in the contract that if Party B doesn't want to do it anymore, he can unconditionally terminate the contract with Party A at any time."

Party A is Hu Youwei, and Party B is her.

This is the contract of Chengxi's life assistant that Hu Youwei asked his agent for. Nothing in the previous conditions has changed. Party A unconditionally terminates the contract.

She signed this contract originally to deal with Si Qingcang, and when she had the opportunity to leave in a few days, she would immediately terminate the contract with Hu Youwei, and then go into the deep mountains and old forests.

If it weren't for the rules that didn't allow her to leave in a way that made ordinary people doubt science, she wouldn't have used this method of seeking distance.

Si Qingcang looked at the bag on Ling Yi's back, then at her hands that were not carrying anything, and frowned, "Don't you want to bring something more?"

Although he didn't plan to let Ling Yi go out for a few days, how much can a medium-sized backpack hold?

Isn't she carrying too little?

Ling Yi, who only brought a change of clothes and a few pieces of underwear, waved her hand, and stopped Si Qingcang's urge to let her leave with big bags, "I brought all the things I should bring, and the rest, wait until Hu I will buy it after I get there.”

In fact, what Ling Yi thought in her heart was that she had already bought the things she should bring from Heijie half a year ago.

As for why you bought it in Heijie instead of other places?

That's because, of course, Black Street is the only place in country Z where you don't need to scan your ID card to buy things.

Ling Yi pointed to the room she lived in, "I don't need anything else here, you can deal with it as you like."

Si Qingcang gritted his teeth, "I see."

Ling Yi looked at the expression on Si Qingcang's face, and felt inexplicably that she shouldn't give him a parting gift now.

Ling Yi mentally scanned the pile of things that were put together in her space, and then glanced at Si Qingcang's face again.

In the end, she decided to follow her heart.

Anyway, the things couldn't escape in her space, so she had better wait until the day she left Jingzhou to find someone to deliver the things to Si Qingcang.

"Then..." Ling Yi waved her hands slightly, "I'm leaving?"

"I send you."

There is no reason for Hu, the name sounds like a man, looking at Ling Yi's face engraved in his mind; inexplicably, Si Qingcang feels like he is cuckolding himself.

He decided that he would go to Chengxi to inspect the work this afternoon, and he would exchange life with the little star who dared to compete with him.

"No, count the time, the person who picked me up should have arrived."

"The person who picked you up?" Si Qingcang's stomach was sour, "Is that little star named Hu Youwei who came to pick you up?"

Ling Yi was not sure: "It should be."

An ordinary little assistant, is it worth the employer to pick him up in person?
Si Qingcang's face turned green, "Then it's alright for me to send you out of Jiangyuan?"

He reached out to take off the bag on Ling Yi's back, "I'll help you."

Ling Yi sideways avoided his outstretched hand, "No need, the backpack is very light."

Si Qingcang felt very hurt, "You haven't left Jiangyuan yet, are you planning to draw a line with me?"

Ling Yi: ...

"If you hold things for me, the employer may have a bad impression of me when he sees it later."

As soon as Si Qingcang heard Ling Yi's explanation, he immediately made up a lot of things in his mind.

Today, she can reject his enthusiasm for work; tomorrow, she can reject his love for something else, and the day after tomorrow, she will probably abandon him for other men.

Thinking of this, Si Qing Cangqi's face began to twist.

"If my life has no end..." the vicissitudes of life sang.

Looking at the name displayed on the phone, Ling Yi raised her eyebrows, and as soon as Hu Youwei was mentioned, he called her.

Ling Yi pressed the answer button, "Hello."

"Ling Yi, the neighborhood you live in is too high-end, and the guards won't let me in."

Hearing Hu Youwei's words, Shang Wen quietly rolled her eyes beside him.

Although she didn't know who lived in this community, she did know that there were only three families living in the whole community; and any random person from these three families could make Jingzhou tremble three times. , so, can this place not be high-end?
Shang Wen looked suspiciously at the disappointed look on her artist's face.

In other words, among the people who work here, is there really someone who is willing to be an assistant next to an artist from home?
Could it be that he was being played by someone?
"Not allowed in? Then wait a minute, I'll go out and find you."

After Ling Yi hung up the phone, Si Qingcang said quietly: "The gate of the community is far away from Jiangyuan."

Ling Yi was stunned for a moment.

Indeed, the last time she went to Chengyu to deliver meals to Si Qingcang, the driver drove for more than ten minutes before arriving at the gate of the community.

"I send you?"

Ling Yi reservedly thanked her.

Si Qingcang stretched out a hand, "Backpack."

Ling Yi hesitated for a moment, but still handed him the bag.

Feeling the weight in his hand, Si Qingcang said in surprise: "So light?"

Ling Yi pursed her lower lip, "I have brought everything I need to bring."

"What's in there?"

"Clothes and some daily necessities."

"You have been tidying up in the house for so long, and you only tidied up such a little stuff?"

"These things are enough."

"Enough? Are you sure?"

"What's missing, I'll go buy it in the afternoon."

"The things here are very complete, why don't you take them away?"

Ling Yi didn't answer his question.

During the ten-minute drive, Si Qingcang had almost finished asking all the questions he should have asked; Ling Yi had answered all the questions he could answer, and dealt with the questions he couldn't answer with silence.

"Hi! Ling Yi, here, here."

As soon as Ling Yi poked her head out of the car, Hu Youwei waved to her excitedly.

If the guard hadn't stopped him from coming in, he would have warmly hugged Ling Yi long ago.

Ling Yi carried her bag and whispered goodbye to Si Qingcang who was sitting in the car, then walked towards Hu Youwei.

The afternoon sun shone into the car, Si Qingcang narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, silently looking at Ling Yi's leaving back...

Shang Wen stared dumbfounded at the woman walking towards them.

Someone who can afford a rolls-royce will be an assistant to her artist, isn't she dreaming?
(End of this chapter)