Lin Shuang arrived at his faithful Qing Mei Milk Tea Shop and found that business was quite good today, with nearly every seat occupied.
It was exam week, and university students who couldn’t grab a spot in the library or study room would come to places like McDonald’s, KFC, or milk tea and coffee shops to revise.
It seemed like hardly anyone studied in the dormitories, perhaps because there wasn’t the same sense of urgency?
Or maybe they didn’t want their roommates to discover they were secretly studying!
When asked by a roommate, they’d say: Ah, I went out and surfed the net all day, when in fact, they stealthily crammed for an entire day.
Cram, you can cram all you like.
The shop’s exclusive background music, "Confession Balloon," was also specifically changed to a soothing piano-only version: this was personally performed by Wanwan.
Truly a proprietress who made special contributions to the milk tea shop!
However, compared to this hands-off proprietress, Boss Lin was more diligent in personally inspecting the staff’s work.
Like now, Boss Lin approached the counter and Little Ling Meng hurriedly put away her phone, looking as if she’d been caught by the boss playing with her phone during work again, standing at attention and lowering her head, ready for criticism.
The other two short-haired female employees and the ponytailed female employee also greeted together, "Good day, Boss~"
"Everyone’s been working hard."
Boss Lin cleared his throat, clasped his hands behind his back, puffed out his stomach, and took on a very professional boss-like appearance—regrettably, he didn’t have a potbelly, or he’d look even more the part.
"Tonight’s staff meal, I’ll add an extra large chicken leg for everyone!"
The more extroverted short-haired female employee shouted, "Long live the boss!"
Xiao Han, the ponytailed female employee also said softly, "Thank you, boss!"
"Considering Ling Meng was caught by me playing with her phone again, you won’t get the large chicken leg. Come with me to help clean up at the branch shop."
The branch shop located at Huai City University’s Entrepreneur Center had already started preliminary construction under Yang Deyou’s supervision.
Little Ling Meng lowered her head and said pitifully, "Understood, boss."
She really looked like a poor soul ruthlessly exploited by the heartless boss!
She went upstairs to change into clothes more suitable for cleaning and then left with the heartless boss Lin Shuang.
The short-haired female employee seemed to have envisioned Little Ling Meng’s difficult time cleaning and lamented, "Isn’t the boss picking on Little Ling Meng a bit too much~ She’s usually quite diligent at work."
Xiao Han, who seemed to know something, covered her mouth, "We dare not speak carelessly..."
The short-haired female employee also seemed to "get it," and sighed again heavily, "Sigh, this is the dark undercurrents and mutual undermining of the workplace!"
"Let’s just work hard for the sake of the large chicken leg."
"For the large chicken leg!"
"Master! You’re slandering my innocence out of nowhere again! Look how hard your obedient apprentice is working at her job!"
Little Ling Meng, who had climbed into the passenger seat, was tearful just a second ago and then suddenly cheerful, clinging to Boss Lin and acting coquettish.
— It would simply be easier to pack this little apprentice off to join Wanwan’s film crew and act together!
Girls are all very adept at face-changing.
Lin Shuang smiled and ruffled her hair, "You’re the one who started with the dramatics, so I just followed suit."
Little Ling Meng cupped her hands together, "It’s all your fault anyway, Master. I also want a large chicken leg! Everyone has a large chicken leg!"
Boss Lin didn’t have a large chicken leg for her, but instead, he sneaked a touch of her leg, "Why did you change out of your stockings as well!"
"How am I supposed to clean wearing stockings, Master!"
"Good point... I should have come up with another excuse."
This excuse of cleaning was a bit abstract! Little Ling Meng felt she was almost as high as the shovels used for cleaning!
It wouldn’t be surprising if someone mistook her for child labor cleaning...
Lin Shuang withdrew his hand from Little Ling Meng’s leg, but she held it down.
Her eyes were wide as saucers, "Master! Just because I’m not wearing stockings doesn’t mean you can stop touching!"
Lin Shuang couldn’t help but burst into a mixture of tears and laughter. She gave Wanwan’s thigh a pat, "...I need to drive, so we’ll take our time with that later!"
Could it be possible to drive and rub one’s leg at the same time?
It actually didn’t seem entirely impossible... but safety first, of course.
There are a million roads, but safety comes first on all of them.
Lingmeng’s little legs had put on some flesh, too. When Lin Shuang patted them, there was a bit of a "duang~" sound effect—it was solid proof of a kind-hearted Boss Lin treating her staff well.
He patted her once more before taking his hand back to steer the wheel.
Little Ling Meng blinked her eyes, "Master, are you sure you’ll have time for this after we get back?"
This question indeed stumped Lin Shuang!
He pretended to be focused on driving and carefully observing the road, and after entering the main road, he finally spoke.
"Of course, I’ll have time! Would your master shortchange his good disciple?"
Smelled like a pie-promising, black-hearted boss!
Bringing Little Ling Meng back home, and then Wanwan and Xiao Han would be returning after their classes.
There would be five girls in the house!
As the saying goes, three monks have no water to drink, but now there are five!
When everyone sits together, they can only treat each other with mutual respect, right? Otherwise, could you just hold all five girls at once?
Lin Shuang’s arm span isn’t that long though...
—So, is it really an arm span issue!
He felt a twinge of envy for Majin Buu or the rubber fruit powers! With those, he could hug five or even seven girls at once!
Little Ling Meng didn’t know what Lin Shuang was thinking, and mysteriously opened her bag to show him a glimpse.
Lin Shuang immediately recognized it as a maid costume!
After all, he was a grandmaster in the maid costume domain.
No one! Understands maids better than he does!
Lin Shuang’s eyes lit up, "Is that the one you wore when we first met?"
"Of course, I remember!"
"Hehe, I saw the photos Sister Ayao posted in the group. She and Sister Yixin were wearing maid dresses, so I wanted to fit in with the group a bit."
Little Ling Meng swung her feet playfully, her tone cheeky, "Speaking of which, there’s something quite unique about the maid dresses designed by Master’s household."
She gestured in front of her flat chest: the maid costumes from the Lin Family had a small "window" cut out at the front.
The maid domain maestro Lin Shuang explained, "This is my unique understanding cultivating in the maid domain for many years! Not only does it allow the little maids to breathe more freely, but it also brings them closer to their master. Pretty thoughtful, right?"
"Master makes a good point. So I made some improvements to mine too~"
"My clever disciple!—Can you include me in that group? Don’t isolate me!"
Little Ling Meng remembered the ’poses’ topic they were chatting about in the group and covered her cheeks.
"Dame, dame! That’s our girls’ talk, not for Master to see~"
"...Alright then, my good disciple, do you have a Majin Buu cosplay outfit?"
The kind that allows for hugging five or even seven maids at once!
"Huh? What is Master talking about?"
"I mean, go ahead and call me ’Master’ for now, let’s hear it!"
Little Ling Meng obediently sat up straight, performed a salute, and in a squeaky voice called out.
Listening to her, Lin Shuang stepped on the accelerator. Home was just in sight.