The Price of Rebirth [System]

It looks bad on the outside, but the taste...is not bad.

Yuan Cheng chewed the sandwich in his mouth with a calm expression, but Zhang Chongji over there looked nervous: "Brother Yuan, brother Yuan, how does it taste?"

"good to eat."

After uttering two words, Yuan Cheng quietly put the rest into his mouth.

"Really, really!" Zhang Chongji breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest, but the next moment his stomach started to growl.

"Ah—" exclaimed, Zhang Chongji covered his stomach, his face flushed red.

Yuan Cheng paused while chewing, then frowned.

"Didn't you say you ate it?"

"I..." Zhang Chongji opened his mouth, moved his lips, and finally whispered embarrassedly, "I wanted to eat with Brother Yuan...but..."

Looking at the sandwich left in the bag, Yuan Cheng frowned even more tightly.

"Ali."

"Eldest Young Master, what are your orders?" The handsome maid who appeared just now jumped out of nowhere before Yuan Cheng finished speaking, and stood beside them respectfully.

"Bring over breakfast."

"Okay, young master."

"Brother Yuan?" Zhang Chongji looked at this scene nervously, and asked suspiciously, "Why do you want to...?"

"You eat mine."

After uttering these words calmly, Yuan Cheng bit down another sandwich expressionlessly.

"Huh?" Zhang Chongji called out in surprise, his eyes wide open like a frightened rabbit, "Brother Yuan, this is not good..."

Yuan Cheng didn't speak any more, but the maid over there had already brought over the meal.

The exquisite and compact porcelain bowl contains milky white soup dishes, and slices of cute mushroom slices floating on it will make people's index fingers move, not to mention smelling the mouth-watering and tempting aroma.

Zhang Chong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked at Yuan Cheng once again with certainty: "Brother Yuan, I, I ate it?"

Yuan Cheng didn't speak, and even ignored him. After quietly eating the sandwich, he picked up a newspaper on the coffee table and began to read it.

Zhang Chongji smiled politely at the maid, thanked him, then glanced at Yuan Cheng before carefully picking up the spoon.

As soon as he took the first bite, Zhang Chongji squinted his eyes deliciously: "Well—it's delicious..."

Although Yuan Cheng was holding a newspaper in his hand, Shi Shi always drifted towards the people next to him. Seeing the short and tender tongue tip exposed by him contentedly licking the corner of his mouth, he actually felt a little hot.

Ali, who was on the side, saw the young master's reaction, and was already full of surprise in her heart.

My young master has been seldom talking since he was a child, but he has a very good heart, but he is not so good as to give up his breakfast. Instead, he eats the ugly sandwich by himself, right?

What's the origin of this kid?It looks like he has a gentle face...

Just when she glanced at Zhang Chongji frequently, Yuan Cheng spoke.

"Ali, this is here to replace Lao Wu, so please take care of her."

"Okay, sir."

Ali obediently agreed, but looked at Zhang Chongji even more strangely.

Come to work instead of the housekeeper?Then he is not the young master's friend?Then why have breakfast!She asked the chef to make this mushroom soup for a long time, why was it eaten by a fellow servant instead?

[Ding dong—the character "Huang Ali"'s favor for you has declined, the host Sang, it turns out that you are not very feminine, hahaha]

Hearing the reminder from the system, Zhang Chongji didn't respond at all.

He could tell who was the master and who was the second, and he didn't bother to brush a woman who had nothing to do with him when the main target was present.

[Host Sang, please don't think so, you will regret it! !You are the prelude to death...]

I don't care about you.

Zhang Chongji ignored the bluffing voice in his head and concentrated on eating breakfast.

"Ali, what are you having for breakfast today?"

A lazy word came from above Zhang Chongji, he bit the spoon and looked around with his black eyes, and saw an unexpected person.

The wine-red hair is still so flamboyant, but maybe because she just woke up, the few locks around her ears are raised mischievously, with a bit of unexpected cuteness.The face without make-up was still perfect but a bit indescribably tired. When the narrow eyes squinted and yawned, they looked like a noble Persian cat, with a touch of laziness and comfort.He was wearing a pure blue T-shirt, and he looked very refreshing. He was very different from the poster and even on the stage.

[Ding dong—the target character "Yuan Yuan" appears, host Sang, please don't eat it! ! !Can't you tell which is more important, breakfast or goals? ! 】

"Third young master, this morning's meal is creamy mushroom soup and small cheese bread. For the sake of your throat, the kitchen also brewed a pot of lily tea for you."

Ali bowed to the man coming down the stairs with a respectful tone.

After Zhang Chongji saw the person and heard the reminder from the system, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and then he coughed as if he was choking on the soup.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Zhang Chongji covered his mouth in embarrassment. The discomfort in his throat made his face a little red. This action naturally attracted everyone's attention.

"Brother, are there any guests?" Yuan Yuan raised his eyebrows and walked downstairs, his playful tone made people's ears blush, "Could it be the squeamish lover you brought back?"

Yuan Cheng glanced at him coldly, but did not speak.

Yuan Yuan shrugged his shoulders as if he was used to it, and said helplessly, "Tsk, brother, you always look like a boring gourd, and then you won't be able to find your sister-in-law."

With me here, don't even think about having a sister-in-law.

Such a thought flashed through Zhang Chongji's mind, but it seems to be quite right after thinking about it carefully.

One of the goals is to gain the sincerity of the four brothers of the Yuan family, isn't this the same as having no sister-in-law... Wait, how do you feel that someone has led your thoughts into ruin?

"Yes, is it Yuan Yuan?" Zhang Chongji looked at him in disbelief, his eyes were bigger than copper bells.

"You are..." Seeing this person when he went down the stairs, Yuan Yuan realized that he seemed familiar. He bent forward with his pocket in his pocket and looked forward. The familiarity became even stronger, "Ah, you are the one who fainted that day!"

Please, we met on the bus for the first time, is it true that all the careful arrangements on the bus were for nothing?Yuan Yuan didn't remember him at all, did he?

Zhang Chongji thought this way but couldn't show it on the surface, he could only make a look of surprise and surprise.

"Are you really Yuan Yuan?! I, I am your fan..."

"You guys know each other?" Yuan Cheng on the side frowned, a little puzzled by the sudden situation.

"Didn't you say that?" Yuan Yuan sat down and hooked Zhang Chongji's neck as he spoke, with a smile on his face, "He is my fan."

"Yuan, Yuan Yuan..." Zhang Chongji glanced at Yuan Yuan uncomfortably, but there was a little blush on his face.

"I really didn't expect to meet my fans at home, are you a friend of my eldest brother?"

"Third Young Master, he's here to replace Director Wu." Ali interjected at the side and gave Zhang Chongji a supercilious glance.

"Work?" Yuan Yuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, and looked at Zhang Chongji's slightly embarrassed face, "Are you working at our house?"

"Yes, yes..." Zhang Chongji nodded, "Please, please give me more advice, Master Yuan Yuan."

"Ha, this is really fate." Yuan Yuan raised the corners of his lips and teased Zhang Chongji's chin, "I really didn't expect my fans to be our housekeepers."

"Yuan." Yuan Cheng on the side suddenly said, but his eyes did not shift to Yuan Yuan, "When did you come back?"

"It's past three o'clock this morning." Yuan Yuan let go of Zhang Chongji, then lazily stretched his arms and put them on the sofa, crossed his legs on the coffee table, and said in a sad tone, "I'm really going to die suddenly, if I hadn't known Be the goddamn star."

Zhang Chongji was very surprised by Yuan Yuan's lazy appearance. He didn't expect that the big star looked completely different at home and on the stage. On the stage, he was shining brightly, like the Greek sun god, flawless, but at this time he was It's lazy, with a willing or even decadent air, presumably his fans or the paparazzi must be shocked when they find out.

And Yuan Yuan seemed to see Zhang Chongjiu's surprise, and smiled indifferently: "Why, are you surprised? Don't forget, celebrities are people too."

Zhang Chongji's black eyes flickered, but he didn't speak.

"Later, Ali, take him to the room to have a look. Today, let's introduce the environment first, and start working tomorrow." Yuan Cheng looked like he had finished reading the newspaper, his calm eyes ordered everything, and he seemed to be in charge of the house.

"Okay, young master." Ali obediently agreed to give Zhang Chongji a few contemptuous looks.

That look seemed to say: Little boy, let's see if my old lady will kill you later.

Zhang Chongji frowned.

No matter how you look at it, this woman is hostile to him?

"Little fan, ah no, little butler, what's your name?" Yuan Yuan leaned on the sofa with his head propped up, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Zhang...Wu Jing." A daze almost exposed his real name, Zhang Chongji looked at Yuan Yuan nervously after reporting his name.

He won't hear it?

But in fact, Yuan Yuan didn't seem to have heard it. He nodded clearly and touched his chin and said, "That's right, the surname is also Wu."

"Ah, I forgot to say, the old Butler Wu is my father." Zhang Chongji added with a smile.

"Ah, so that's the case. I said why they look a bit similar." Yuan Yuan clapped his hands and suddenly realized, "So it's Uncle Wu's child..."

Ali, who was on the side, was a little surprised when she heard such words, but her favorability still showed no sign of improvement.

So what if he is the son of a good old man, Uncle Wu?Uncle Wu has never had the young master's soup, so why is his son lucky enough to drink it?

Just thinking about it, a violent voice suddenly came from upstairs, with the hoarseness and impatience of just waking up.

"Ali, what's going on here?!"

Ali, the maid who was standing on the sofa, suddenly turned pale.

No, Second Young Master woke up!