Chapter 9 — The Mighty General
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 2
"Miss, if anything comes up, call me anytime. I'll still come at seven tonight to bring your dinner." With that, Uncle Qing hurried off.
Gu Mengyao looked at the man before her, unsure what to say. But she could hardly let him sleep out on the street, could she? Her father was a philanthropist of some renown; if word got out that she mistreated the help, it would look bad no matter how you sliced it.
After stewing in fury for a good long while, Gu Mengyao finally thought of the one to blame for all this. She took out her phone and dialed Shen Yushu's number. "Hey, Xiaoshu, my dad's making this migrant worker live in my villa. What am I supposed to do?"
"Yaoyao, you mean Shield Bro? That's great! Tomorrow I'll go to school and tell everyone the two of you are living together, and then no one will pester you anymore." Shen Yushu was lounging comfortably on her chaise longue watching TV, and answered offhandedly.
"Shen Yushu!" Gu Mengyao was about to explode. She yelled into the phone, "You little brat, some friend you are! You're the one who told me to keep him, and now you're making snide remarks? You—right now, this instant—get over to my house!"
"Oh, sure. In a bit I'll take a shower, have a nap, and then come find you in the morning on my way to school." Shen Yushu said lazily.
"If I don't see you within one minute, we're through." Gu Mengyao said, cutting off all argument.
"Oh, come on, I'm already stripped down for my shower, and now I have to get dressed again." Shen Yushu grumbled as she sat up from the sofa and admired her figure in the mirror. Hmm, seemed she'd put on a little belly? She'd better eat less from now on.
"Fifty seconds." Gu Mengyao said, watching the call timer on her phone.
"Ugh, I still have to lock the door, don't I?" Shen Yushu said, hurriedly pulling her clothes on.
"Forty seconds." Gu Mengyao went on.
"All right, all right, I'm coming!" Shen Yushu put on her shoes and ran out the door.
Shen Yushu's villa stood only a few dozen meters from Gu Mengyao's, a narrow path between them, the two houses set diagonally, gazing at each other from afar.
Only when she caught sight of Shen Yushu in the distance did Gu Mengyao breathe a sigh of relief and hang up.
"Yaoyao, what is it? I'd just taken my clothes off, I was about to shower, and you call me out here." Shen Yushu complained.
"Ahem, ahem." Gu Mengyao cleared her throat twice, gestured at Wei Zhao, and said, "Xiaoshu, we have a guest. Watch what you say."
"Oh, it's fine." Shen Yushu said carelessly. "It's Shield Bro. He's one of us."
"Since he's one of us to you, then have him stay at your place. It's settled!" Gu Mengyao, seeing that gloating look on Shen Yushu's face, was thoroughly annoyed.
"Uh..." Shen Yushu stuck out her tongue and smiled innocently. "Yaoyao, you know me. The moment I get home I like to strip down. It'd be a bit inconvenient having him stay..."
"And it's convenient having him stay at my place?" Gu Mengyao cursed Shen Yushu inwardly for her disloyalty.
"Hey, what's so hard about this?" Shen Yushu tilted her little head and said, "Yaoyao, you let him stay at your place, and you come stay at mine. Problem solved, isn't it?"
"Hmm, that's true." Gu Mengyao thought Shen Yushu had finally come up with something constructive.
But a moment later, Gu Mengyao found herself none too pleased. Her villa, handed over to a migrant worker? Who did he think he was? And besides, what if things went missing?
"No. He absolutely cannot stay in my villa alone." Gu Mengyao said through gritted teeth.
Shen Yushu was in a bind too. She'd only told Gu Mengyao to keep Wei Zhao around for fun, but now a problem had cropped up. Have Wei Zhao move into Shen Yushu's villa? Shen Yushu would never agree to that.