Hug me, Master Qiao!

Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Freeloading at the Qiao Residence

Translator: Exodus Tales

Editor: Exodus Tales

Riceball was very smart. He immediately dropped his eyes and revealed an innocent expression.

He appeared to be in low spirits.

“Hey, don’t be sad. There’s a lot of people here that like you, you’re rather cute.” Ye Jiaqi said in an attempt to comfort him.

However, Riceball still appeared to be upset. He laid on the ground and refused to get up.

Ye Jiaqi paused for a moment before saying, “Okay fine. I’ll like you too then.”

He wouldn’t understand what she was saying.

Ye Jiaqi reached out and patted his head. Riceball was quite obedient. He closed his eyes and his facial expression appeared to be full of enjoyment.

The wind was soft, the sunlight was bright, and the flowers were rather fragrant. Ye Jiaqi’s hands that were patting him were quite soft.

RIceball felt quite elated.

“Riceball, are you saying why you like me? Is it because I’m pretty? Or because I’m gentle?” Ye Jiaqi laughed and teased him.

Riceball stuck out his tongue and licked the back of Ye Jiaqi’s hand.

“Perverted dog.”

Ye Jiaqi gently patted his head.

Riceball didn’t protest at the nickname, accepting it instead.

Ye Jiaqi thought to herself, the statement like owner, like dog, was rather true.

No one else was in the garden so Ye Jiaqi played with Riceball for quite a while.

As they played, they became more familiar.

From time to time, Riceball would roll over which would make Ye Jiaqi laugh.

“Riceball, look at you. You’re getting yourself dirty. Master Qiao won’t let you into the house in a bit!”

Ye Jiaqi squatted down and removed the grass off his fur.

“Riceball, are you hungry? Do you want me to take you to eat food?”

“Riceball, how old are you?”

“Riceball, since you’re the dog of a particular person, they don’t bully you right?”

“Riceball, do you think you’re handsome?”

Ye Jiaqi continued to talk to Riceball. It didn’t matter as he couldn’t understand her. All he did was mess with her from time to time.

Sunlight settled on Ye Jiaqi’s face. Soon, a thin layer of sweat gathered on her nose.

She was having fun playing with Riceball.

“Miss Ye, it’s time to eat.”

At this moment, housekeeper Tang came over.

She remained expressionless and calm as always.

With housekeeper Tang standing there, the surrounding temperature felt as though it dropped several degrees.

“Okay,” Ye Jiaqi replied as she stood up.

From when she was young, she had been quite afraid of housekeeper Tang as she would often tell her off.

Unlike when Qiao Sinian told her off, when housekeeper Tang did so, she was rather scared.

When she was young, she would hide whenever she saw housekeeper Tang.

Now that she’s older and no longer was a part of the Qiao family, many things didn’t matter anymore.

“Where is Miss working now?” Housekeeper Tang asked.

Ye Jiaqi paused for a moment in surprise. Housekeeper Tang never really cared about her.

Out of politeness, Ye Jiaqi smiled and replied, “I’m currently interning at an entertainment company.”

Sure enough, housekeeper Tang frowned.

Everyone in the Qiao family looked down on the entertainment industry. The Qiao Clan never involved itself in that industry.

“It’s best to be self-reliant.”

After replying, housekeeper Tang didn’t say another word and left.

Behind her, Ye Jiaqi remained where she was. Her facial expression showed some awkwardness.

In the eyes of housekeeper Tang, she was probably someone who was freeloading off the Qiao Residence.

After freeloading for twelve years, she finally no longer had to use Qiao Sinian’s money.

Did housekeeper Tang also think that she wanted the property of the Qiao family?

Did everyone think that of her?

“Riceball, let’s go.” Ye Jiaqi whispered softly

Riceball didn’t understand their world. He only knew that it was time to go eat and jumped up happily.

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In the living room, Qiao Sinian stood with his back towards the window.

From the back, the man appeared to be handsome, elegant and noble.

He held the phone in one hand and had the other hand in his pocket. His burrows were furrowed slightly.

Qiao Sinian had kept his voice down so Ye Jiaqi couldn’t hear what he was saying.

However, if she based it off his soft facial expression, he was most likely either calling his son or his wife.