Chapter 3: Basic Affection (Revised) Mr. Xie Has a Bad Feeling…

    Chapter 3: Basic Affection (Revised) Mr. Xie Has a Bad Feeling…

    Xia Ran put on the staff uniform and tremblingly opened the door for the butler.

    The butler was still very handsome.

    His dark green eyes swept over Xia Ran: “Did you sleep well?”

    Xia Ran guiltily glanced at the deep pit on the wall: “S-so-so?”

    Butler: “……?”

    Unfortunately, the young man’s figure was not as strong and tall as the butler. Looking up, the butler quickly saw the deep pit on the wall.

    He paused and showed a strange expression.

    Xia Ran dug his toes into the ground.

    Although he didn’t know the specific source of this pit, he could only assume that he had done it himself. There was no one else in this room. Could he blame the quality of the building?

    “I’m sorry, Mr. Butler,” Xia Ran covered his face, “I may not sleep very well.”

    Butler: “Okay, good.”

    He wasn’t that calm. He just slowly moved his gaze to the ghost in the painting by the window.

    Xia Ran didn’t notice that in today’s oil paper painting, the back of the white-clothed beauty looked weak and pitiful. The head and body were no longer on the same layer. These were all aftereffects of Xia Ran punching it into the wall last night.

    Considering the strange pits that suddenly appeared on the wall, the butler almost instantly connected the cause and effect.

    Butler: “.”

    This was the first time he had seen a human who could subdue a painting ghost so well.

    “Xia Ran,” said the butler, “Do you like this painting?”

    He walked to the oil paper painting and took it down.

    The butler heard the painting ghost whimper and hug his arm frantically.

    Xia Ran: “Um, not really.”

    The composition of this painting was a bit gloomy. Plus, with the light blocking, the room only brightened up after the butler took the painting down.

    Butler: “Then I’ll take it away for you.”

    He was worried about giving the painting ghost PTSD, what would he do if it refused to work hard for the ancient mansion in the future?

    Xia Ran had no objections.

    He was now more concerned about another issue.

    He was about to meet his real top boss, so nervous!

    In fact, Xia Ran didn’t know exactly what this game was about. He originally wanted to ask the seller, but the other party deleted him as soon as he signed for it.

    There are many types of social anxiety. Xia Ran belonged to the cowardly type. After running to the seller’s page in a cowardly manner and giving him a low star rating and cursing him a few words without using dirty words, Xia Ran decided to play it first. If it was fun, he wouldn’t pursue it, and if it wasn’t fun, he would resell it.

    However, judging from the butler’s modeling quality, Xia Ran felt that it shouldn’t be too bad.

    It didn’t matter if the gameplay was boring, he could look at handsome guys.

    The Sui Yuan Ju’s young master’s residence could not be in the same place as the staff dormitory. The butler led Xia Ran out of the small courtyard, through a bamboo forest and a lake, before finally arriving at a two-story bamboo house. The open space in front of the bamboo house was planted with red roses, surrounded by a fence, with a babbling stream nearby.

    The scene’s modeling detail was maxed out.

    “As Mr. Xie’s personal servant, the working hours are from 9:00 am to 5:00 pm. When it’s time for lunch, just stay here with Mr. Xie.” The butler said as he walked, “The staff dormitory also provides three meals a day in the cafeteria, but if you go back and forth at noon, Mr. Xie is worried that it will affect your rest. You can rest in the guest room here with Mr. Xie during the lunch break.”

    Xia Ran: “Mr. Xie is so nice.”

    This was a sincere exclamation.

    After all, in reality, there are not many bosses as conscientious as this.

    “As long as you listen to Mr. Xie,” the butler glanced at him meaningfully, “Mr. Xie will not treat you badly.”

    Xia Ran automatically filtered out the suspected capitalist pua words. He was just playing a game, he was the boss. The degree of work refinement depended on the boss’s appearance level.

    Entering the bamboo house, the butler led him to the second floor. When Xia Ran was at the corner of the stairs, he looked up thoughtfully. He saw the little girl with bangs and black eyes he had seen last night.

    She stood silently at the top of the stairs, holding the railing. Her dark and large pupils stared at Xia Ran, like a stiff Japanese horror movie’s wooden doll.

    Xia Ran took a step back.

    The butler turned around: “What’s wrong?”

    Xia Ran: “N-nothing.”

    When he looked again, the little girl had disappeared. Everything seemed to be Xia Ran’s illusion.

    The modeling upper and lower limits of this game were too far apart.

    The modeling for this little girl was so rough, it was scary.

    The butler was already very enthusiastic to him, personally taking Xia Ran from the staff dormitory to see Mr. Xie, and introducing him to the scenery of Sui Yuan Ju along the way with great care. Now Xia Ran was too embarrassed to bother the butler again, even if the butler was just a game NPC.

    He walked all the way to the end of the corridor.

    The corridor had no windows, with walls and rooms on both sides. Only the staircase had a window letting in light, making the dead end at the end of the corridor appear particularly dark under the dim light.

    At the moment when the butler and Xia Ran stopped, the bamboo door slowly opened, and a little sunlight shone through, dispelling the coldness of the bamboo building.

    There was a wheelchair by the window.

    A slender figure sat in the wheelchair.

    White and slightly transparent hair that even refracted some purple and blue light in the sunlight. Wearing a long, high-collared cyan Tang suit. Holding a book in his arms. When he turned his eyes to look at Xia Ran, it was like a handful of snow falling from a red plum.

    His voice was also clear and cold.

    “Are you my new servant?”

    Xia Ran couldn’t describe the shock of the first meeting. Only now did he realize that the butler was actually telling the truth. He stared straight at the young master of Sui Yuan Ju and said with restraint: “Mr. Xie, hello.”

    Expressionless and cold.

    He looked calm and collected.

    Only Xia Ran himself knew how huge the waves were in his heart.

    He was too good-looking!

    This modeling level was simply the pinnacle of all the series of games Xia Ran had ever played.

    Wuwuwu, what a beautiful and handsome paper man!

    Xia Ran announced that he would single-handedly stan Mr. Xie from this moment on!!!

    Even with such rich psychological activity, the black-haired youth only had slightly red ears.

    Mr. Xie sized up Xia Ran without showing any emotion.

    He really didn’t expect the butler to be able to find a servant who met his aesthetic standards.

    The black-haired youth had a very superior appearance. Even in the eyes of the final boss, he was as beautiful as a fragile vase. He felt that he shouldn’t be a servant serving people, but rather locked in a cabinet, placed in a display case, carefully maintained, and quietly admired.

    He also looked very well-behaved. At least his attitude didn’t have any hidden hostility from the start.

    But Mr. Xie had indeed encountered many human players who endured humiliation and bided their time to assassinate him. Whether it was sincere or not depended on the youth’s subsequent performance. If the other party harbored murderous intent, Mr. Xie didn’t even need to do it himself, and there were a thousand ways to make the human unknowingly violate the game rules and die.

    “Come here,” Mr. Xie said, “Let me take a closer look at you.”

    Xia Ran obediently walked forward.

    Looking at him up close, Mr. Xie was indeed perfect QAQ!

    Mr. Xie intentionally or unintentionally stretched out his hand and brushed against Xia Ran’s fingertips.

    The youth’s inner thoughts poured into Mr. Xie’s sea of consciousness with the moment of contact.

    Mr. Xie thought he was prepared.

    Such a beautiful and calm youth was like the roses outside the bamboo building. Beautiful, but with thorns. He looked gentle on the surface, but his inner thoughts were probably very interesting.

    As the final boss, Mr. Xie naturally had his own special abilities. He could see through the souls of humans and listen to the murmurs deep in their desires. However, the vast majority of players could not reach this point. In terms of aesthetics alone, Mr. Xie sentenced them to death at first glance.

    What kind of desires and inner thoughts would he hear?

    Mr. Xie thought to himself, if it was malicious, then he could only feel sorry for such a beautiful skin.

    At the moment of contact, the inner thoughts were late in coming. Mr. Xie was stunned for a moment. His gaze towards Xia Ran instantly gained some suspicion.

    Did this guy deliberately use props?

    Before Mr. Xie could completely sink his face and show his killing intent, the long-awaited inner thoughts poured into the final boss’s sea of consciousness like a tide, turning into countless barrages, almost crowding out his entire vision.

    [Mr. Xie’s beauty is at its peak ah ah ah ah]

    [This is the character of my dreams!!!]

    [With such a heavenly appearance on the shelves, how is it still so unpopular?!]

    Mr. Xie: “…”

    Mr. Xie: “…………”

    After searching the redundant flow of information and finding no killing intent, Mr. Xie couldn’t help but cough. A needle-like pain in his temples. The final boss’s usual weakness was a setting, but at this time he was really greatly impacted by the new personal servant.

    How could someone be thinking about handsome guys all the time!

    Xia Ran was startled.

    He could tell that Mr. Xie was not in good health from sitting in a wheelchair, but he didn’t expect him to cough anytime and anywhere!

    “Mr. Xie?” Xia Ran wanted to help him.

    Mr. Xie: “…”

    Mr. Xie quickly leaned back: “No, I’m fine.”

    He couldn’t be bombarded by inner thoughts again!

    However, after confirming that this guy had no killing intent, but was more likely to be missing a string in his head, Mr. Xie actually felt a strange sense of security.

    He took out a gilt invitation from his arms: “The village chief next door sent an invitation. Go and deliver the gift for me.”

    Xia Ran: “Isn’t Mr. Xie going?”

    Mr. Xie: “I have a rare disease and cannot go out.”

    When the weak youth in the cyan shirt said this, his eyes fell on the rose bushes outside the window, his eyes filled with loneliness.

    “The roses outside are growing really well.” Mr. Xie smiled, “Much better than me.”

    Xia Ran: “…”

    Xia Ran opened his mouth, but didn’t know how to comfort people.

    “Am I going now?” Xia Ran said.

    Mr. Xie bent his eyebrows: “Go early and return early. You can find a colleague to go with you.”

    The butler led Xia Ran out of the bamboo building and moved out the congratulatory gift to be sent to the village chief’s house from the warehouse next to the staff dormitory.

    Xia Ran had no other friends and no other acquaintances, so he pulled Shen Hua. Shen Hua’s assigned job happened to be as a helper in the back kitchen. It wasn’t mealtime, so he was also idle. Naturally, he was happy to get closer to the big shot.

    Fenghuang Village was a short distance away from Sui Yuan Ju. The surrounding area was full of vast fields.

    Xia Ran and Shen Hua pulled a mahogany box with a small cart.

    Walking on the road, he sighed: “I seem to be disliked by Mr. Xie.”

    Shen Hua: “Ah? Really?”

    He later learned from chatting with other players that Xia Ran had been assigned a high-risk job. Working under the nose of the BOSS was basically no different from being sacrificed to the heavens.

    But Shen Hua didn’t want Xia Ran to die.

    If Xia Ran died, whose thigh would he hug!

    After Xia Ran and Shen Hua became gradually familiar, the initial resistance and unease dissipated. He couldn’t help but complain: “I wanted to support Mr. Xie’s hand, but he dodged me.”

    Shen Hua: “Maybe… Mr. Xie is more distant and doesn’t like people being too close to him? Oh, big shot, anyway, Mr. Xie gave you a task on his first day, which shows that he actually values you very much!”

    Xia Ran: “Value?”

    “Yes, yes. Our final performance evaluation is linked to the number of tasks and the degree of completion.” Shen Hua said, “Like me, I have to have a good relationship with the chef before he will prioritize giving me tasks instead of other players.”

    Originally, Xia Ran’s uncompetitive and leisurely job was quite envious. But his direct boss was the final boss, and living with him was no different from licking blood from a knife’s edge. Shen Hua was not envious at all, and was quite grateful that Xia Ran took him to do the task, so he could get a little reward.

    Xia Ran: “…So that’s how this works.”

    Some high-freedom RPGs have gameplay where you increase your affection with NPCs to upgrade your entrusted tasks.

    Looking at it this way, Mr. Xie’s basic affection for him was still quite high?

    “However, I personally think it’s better to increase your affection more, it can’t hurt.” Shen Hua said, “Big shot, you can give Mr. Xie something he likes.”

    Xia Ran: “…”

    Xia Ran was expressionless.

    He and Mr. Xie had only met for the first time and hadn’t completely figured out the other party’s temper.

    Things that Mr. Xie liked?

    Xia Ran remembered the way Mr. Xie lowered his eyes and looked out the window while sitting in the wheelchair.

    Fragile, decadent, but with a hint of secret longing.

    What was Mr. Xie looking at?

    Could it be…

    Xia Ran: “Roses?”

    Shen Hua: “Roses are good, they’re everywhere in Sui Yuan Ju. I’ll help you pick some when we get back, big shot!”

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    Sui Yuan Ju, bamboo building.

    The butler opened Mr. Xie’s door.

    The youth’s wheelchair was still parked by the window, intently reading the bulky book in his arms.

    “Mr. Xie, don’t you like him?” the butler asked cautiously.

    Mr. Xie raised his eyes: “No.”

    He chuckled.

    “If I hated him, I wouldn’t have given him a task. At this time, he should be lying in a small refrigerator.”

    The butler was silent: “I thought so too. But Mr. Xie’s attitude towards him seems to be different from others.”

    “Because he’s novel.” Mr. Xie said, “Apart from being a little noisy, he’s quite fun.”

    Butler: “?”

    Noisy?

    The black-haired youth in his memory always had a sullen face and never took the initiative to speak, like a cold stone.

    Did it feel like Mr. Xie was talking about someone he didn’t know?

    Mr. Xie swept over the butler’s doubtful expression: “You can’t hear it.”

    Butler: “…”

    Ah, he couldn’t deny what the boss said.

    “However,” Mr. Xie said, “You’re right, my attitude towards him is indeed more special.”

    The youth frowned.

    “For example, right now, I suddenly have a bad feeling.”

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