She forgot to ask Xu Haiyang how long the effects of the medicine would last, how soon it would take effect, and how long it would work for. To be safe, it was best to quickly send Shen Mianmian away.
"Okay!" With someone helping to wash the dishes, Shen Mianmian readily agreed and took off her apron, planning to leave.
"..." Zhou Siyu was stunned.
Why did Shen Mianmian agree so quickly? Could it be... the Obedience Powder was taking effect?
Zhou Siyu suddenly felt excited. She restrained her emotions and deliberately spoke more slowly, "Sister, don’t go yet, put this apron on me."
Zhou Siyu really intended to wash the dishes?
Shen Mianmian was slightly surprised, feeling that Zhou Siyu was up to something, but tying an apron was far simpler than washing dishes.
She picked up the apron, helped Zhou Siyu put it on, and even tied a very pretty bow.
Zhou Siyu: "..." Was the Obedience Powder really this effective?
Fearing a blunder, she then pointed to the firewood box under the stove and said, "Bring me a match." This time, her tone was a bit like a queen’s, with a hint of command.
Zhou Siyu must be out of her mind, right?
Thinking of the flour in the bowl, she got an idea and handed Zhou Siyu a match.
Holding the match, Zhou Siyu’s eyes were filled with disbelief. The thing was really so effective; whatever she asked Shen Mianmian to do, Shen Mianmian did.
"Mianmian, are you ready?" Xiaocui’s voice suddenly came from outside.
Zhou Siyu panicked; she had forgotten that Shen Mianmian always went to work with Xiaocui on weekends. Thinking of something, she immediately calmed down.
"Quickly tell Xiaocui to go ahead."
"Xiaocui, you go ahead."
Shen Mianmian obediently repeated the words; she was curious to see what Zhou Siyu was up to.
Xiaocui found it strange; Shen Mianmian had never asked her to leave alone. She wanted to enter the kitchen to ask what was going on but was stopped by Zhou Siyu, who came out.
"You go on! My sister still has some work to do and will come later."
"Mianmian, then I’ll go first, okay?"
Since she was going to work, although Lu Siyuan hadn’t set a specific time, she never dared to purposely delay and always went around seven.
After watching Xiaocui leave, Zhou Siyu entered the kitchen triumphantly, looking at the dazed Shen Mianmian. A vicious light flickered in her eyes, "Slap yourself."
Shen Mianmian lightly slapped her own face.
Zhou Siyu was a bit disappointed and loudly said, "Harder."
A loud slapping sound followed, and the next second, Zhou Siyu covered her stinging cheek, glaring angrily at Shen Mianmian, "Why did you hit me?"
"You didn’t say who to slap this time." Shen Mianmian guessed what was going on from Zhou Siyu’s abnormal behavior, so she deliberately made her expression and voice very mechanical, as if her spirit was controlled and devoid of any emotion.
Zhou Siyu: "..." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾·𝗇𝖾𝗍
It was her first time using this stuff, and she had no idea that every command needed to be very explicit.
"Slap yourself again, harder, hit fiercely."
To avoid another mishap, she spoke very clearly, word by word.
After waiting a bit, she saw no movement from Shen Mianmian. Panicked, she wondered if the effects had worn off.
Thinking this, she tentatively asked, "Why aren’t you slapping yourself?"
"Each command can only be used twice," replied Shen Mianmian in a lifeless tone.
Zhou Siyu nearly fainted with frustration.
Fearing that the effects had worn off and that it might mess up Xu Haiyang’s plan, she didn’t dare continue causing trouble and impatiently said, "Hurry up and get to work!"
Hearing this, Shen Mianmian turned and walked away.