Chapter 116

Soon, four crisp sounds of doors opening came from upstairs in succession.

Anbi first opened Nico's room, then Billy's. Seeing Billy looking at her in confusion, she ignored him and then opened her own room.

Finding no sign of Nico, Anbi, in a "let's try this" mood, slammed open Ye Qingfeng's door with a loud "bang."

Nico, who was in the middle of a dream, was startled into sitting up by the noise. Seeing Anbi at the door, she shouted in dissatisfaction: "An—bi—! What are you doing so early in the morning?"

"Qingfeng is sick!" Anbi hurriedly ran to the bed, tugging at Nico's clothes.

"Don't pull, don't... what?"

"Qingfeng is sick, he's burning up." Anbi obediently stopped her movements and repeated it expressionlessly.

"What?!!"

"Qingfeng is sick, the very, very serious kind, maybe..."

"Bang—!" Nico couldn't take it anymore and knocked Anbi on the head. Actually, she already knew Ye Qingfeng was sick when Anbi said it the first time; the latter sentence was just something she said subconsciously.

Nico quickly climbed out of bed, put on her slippers, and sprinted downstairs.

With such a commotion, it was impossible for Billy not to notice.

Watching Nico run downstairs, he poked his head out from the doorway, looked at the innocent Anbi in the room, and said meaningfully: "As expected of you!"

Before Anbi could answer, Billy followed her downstairs.

"..." Anbi followed behind Billy expressionlessly.

What she originally wanted to say was that maybe it was just a fever...

After a series of concerned inquiries from the three of them, Ye Qingfeng returned to his room to lie down after finishing breakfast.

After Nico fed him his medicine personally, it wasn't long before Ye Qingfeng fell into a deep sleep. Shortly after he fell asleep, the others quietly went out to meet their client and complete the day's commission.

As time passed, it gradually became noisy outside the window, while the dim room remained peaceful, with only steady breathing coming from within; Ye Qingfeng was immersed in a sweet dream.

By the time Ye Qingfeng woke up again, it was nearing noon. He had slept for nearly four hours and sat up slowly, yawning.

At this point, except for some lingering weakness in his body, a severely blocked nose, and a still-uncomfortable throat, he had mostly recovered.

"Recovered pretty fast! The physical advancement potion also played a part in this quick recovery."

Ye Qingfeng felt sticky all over, the quilt and sheets stained with sweat, feeling indescribably uncomfortable.

"Looks like I have to wash the sheets and duvet cover... but I really don't want to move right now!" Ye Qingfeng clutched the quilt, leaning against the headboard, squinting his eyes and enjoying the long-lost leisure. "If only there were a nanny or a maid... cooking and doing chores every day is really not the way to go!"

"Ever since I came to the Cunning Hare House, Nico and Anbi have become lazier and lazier, waiting to be fed every day. If this continues, in a few years, Nico might even become 'Anbi-fied,' turning into someone who can't take care of herself..."

Ye Qingfeng resolutely decided that he couldn't spoil them like this anymore; at the very least, he had to make Nico industrious and ensure Anbi possessed basic life skills.

"Sigh! Hungry again... have to cook in a bit..." Ye Qingfeng felt the weakness in his body and kept complaining. "The sheets and duvet cover need washing, and the cleaning hasn't been done either! This is killing me!"

"Wait!"

Ye Qingfeng suddenly thought of something, struggled to get up, and started rummaging through the nightstand.

After a round of searching, he had a business card in his hand.

Victoria Housekeeping!

Ye Qingfeng picked up his phone and dialed the number on it decisively. He was wondering to himself: would little Corin answer, or would Ellen?

Within a few seconds, the call connected, and an extremely elegant voice reached Ye Qingfeng's ears: "This is Victoria Housekeeping, how may I be of service to you?"

Hearing this respectful yet elegant tone, Ye Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, then flipped the business card over, quickly seeing a name—"Lycaon."

After all, looking at it, only this name sounded like a male name.

"Uh... may I ask if you are Mr. Lycaon?"

Judging by the voice, Ye Qingfeng felt the other party was much older than him, so he politely addressed him as "Mr." in a slightly hoarse voice.

"That is correct, I am Lycaon. May I ask how you obtained our contact information, as well as my name?"

Lycaon sat elegantly on a chair, feeling a sense of vigilance upon hearing that the other party actually knew his name.

However, his expression softened quite a bit upon hearing the polite address that followed.

"Cough, cough..."

Ye Qingfeng subconsciously covered his mouth, unable to stop himself from coughing twice, then slowly recounted the incident with Corin, not forgetting to emphasize at the end that he had only been bumped into accidentally and it was nothing serious.

"I understand. Please allow me to apologize for being vigilant toward you, Mr. Ye Qingfeng."

"It's fine."

Ye Qingfeng was somewhat unaccustomed to Lycaon's way of addressing him and speaking.

"May I ask if you are feeling unwell? I hear your voice is hoarse, your nasal congestion is quite severe, and you are coughing from time to time. Do you need any assistance?"

"Yes, I have a bit of a cold and fever. Does your housekeeping service include cooking? Besides that, I also need cleaning.

If possible, could I specifically request Corin?"

Ye Qingfeng said it all in one breath, and just in case, added, "Um, this is a normal housekeeping service, right?"

"Please rest assured! It is not for me to boast, but Victoria Housekeeping is a leader in the industry." Lycaon paused and continued:

"However, generally speaking, we do not provide cooking services. But given that our employee previously caused you some trouble, the cooking service can be provided to you free of charge, and your commission fee can be discounted by 20%."

"Mr. Ye Qingfeng, does that sound acceptable to you?"

Just as Lycaon finished speaking, a female voice came from the other end of the line.

"Lycaon, was there just a client who needed a cooking service?" A soft voice, with a hint of anticipation in the trailing tone.

The owner of the voice clasped her hands together, leaning forward slightly, holding them in front of her. "Let me, as the head maid, take care of this sick gentleman!"

Ye Qingfeng clearly heard the voice on the other end; it was obviously neither Ellen nor Corin. However...

She... she called me "gentleman"!! Big sister, I can do this!!!

"Rina, don't cause trouble." Lycaon glanced faintly at Rina, then turned his attention back to the phone. "Mr. Ye Qingfeng, Victoria Housekeeping currently only has myself and the head maid Rina who just spoke. May I ask whom you would like to request?"

Lycaon asked according to the standard procedure.

Seeing Rina pouting in dissatisfaction to the side, staring at him with resentful eyes, Lycaon panicked inwardly and hurriedly added a reminder: "I suggest you choose..."