Chapter 7

Are you sick? Are you seriously sick?!

Shi Jian just wanted to ask Housekeeper Tang, are you okay?

How could he be so ungrateful—she had already obediently waited, ready to generously meet her death, so why mess up her styling and ruin her camera angle?

Although Shi Jian admitted she looked flawless from every angle—many magazine photographers said she looked good no matter how they shot her—after repeatedly studying her videos and photos in the mirror, she had still come to a conclusion.

Her left profile was slightly more perfect than her right.

And now it had been ruined by Housekeeper Tang.

Shi Jian erupted in rage. Housekeeper Tang clearly hadn’t expected the little snack to resist, let alone resist so suddenly. He actually got kicked by Shi Jian.

He stumbled back a few steps, clutching the injured area in shock and pain. A large red mark appeared on the back of his hand.

Shi Jian slapped it.

Housekeeper Tang: “...You hit me.” Statement.

Shi Jian: “...Yeah.” What else?

After slapping and kicking him, Shi Jian realized what she had done. Housekeeper Tang wasn’t like Mirror Lady—he was standing right in front of her.

But… hitting the chicken actually worked?

Realizing this, Shi Jian was emboldened. With lightning speed—faster than her high school fitness test sprints—she leapt off the bed, grabbed a nearby chair, and smashed it at Housekeeper Tang’s head as he was still clutching his wound in pain.

Hah!

Let the big star crack your skull!

The chair hit Housekeeper Tang’s head successfully, and in Shi Jian’s expectant gaze—

The chair shattered.

Yes, Housekeeper Tang’s head was perfectly intact. His forehead looked a little red, but the heavy chair? Smashed to bits.

Holding the broken third of the chair, Shi Jian met Housekeeper Tang’s orange-yellow beast eyes, filled with murderous intent. After a moment of daze, she gave him a sheepish grin.

Shi Jian tried to act casual. “Slipped… just slipped…”

Then she dropped the chair and, barefoot, bolted out like a black rabbit fleeing for its life—her pajama hem even fluttered in the wind.

Run! If not now, when?!

Shi Jian didn’t even bother with the disposable hotel slippers. Useless things.

...

In the livestream, the viewers watched with wide eyes as Shi Jian hit Housekeeper Tang—not once, but twice. Then, her personal livestream started flooding with gifts.

This time, it wasn’t just small things like lollipops and roses—there were even mid-tier gifts like rockets.

Too exciting!

As they watched Shi Jian sprint ahead, Housekeeper Tang didn’t panic. He simply stared coldly at her back and let out a sneer. Then, moving like a slithering serpent, he quickly overtook Shi Jian and blocked the door—blocking her escape route.

Shi Jian had only been two steps away from the doorknob. She hadn’t expected Housekeeper Tang to be so fast.If Shi Jian hadn’t hit the brakes in time, she might’ve delivered herself straight into Housekeeper Tang’s mouth.

Shi Jian came face-to-face with Housekeeper Tang completely unprepared, and her heart nearly stopped.

Damn, this is so unfair—what kind of serpentine movement is that?

The path was blocked.

There was no way to run.

Panting, Shi Jian quickly assessed the situation. The only door was guarded by Housekeeper Tang. There was a window in the room, but they were on the second floor.

Even if Shi Jian had the courage to jump and wasn’t afraid of breaking her legs, first, there were those eyeball-bearing roses below that would definitely suck her dry; and second, with Housekeeper Tang’s broken-speed skills, he’d devour her before she even reached the window.

Shi Jian: “……”

Housekeeper Tang’s pupils kept shifting. He was considering the best way to eat Shi Jian.

Though the damage Shi Jian had caused wasn’t high, the little snack had made such a mess of him that he was now thoroughly enraged.

Cornered, Shi Jian no longer played the deadly game of “you run, I chase” with Housekeeper Tang. She stood her ground, suddenly raised her slender finger, and scolded him.

Shi Jian looked displeased. “Why did you enter a lady’s room in the middle of the night without permission?”

“Do you think that’s polite? Do you think that’s appropriate?”

Shi Jian decided to strike first before Housekeeper Tang made a move.

Her plan was to confuse him, throw him off, so he couldn’t think about anything else—like eating her.

In truth, Shi Jian had no idea if it would work. She was just so nervous that she started rambling nonsense.

Housekeeper Tang’s eyes already looked murderous. Shi Jian’s heart skipped again, and the livestream audience held their breath.

Shi Jian quickly gave up: Okay, it’s useless. Trying to reason with a monster is just stupid. Hopefully he’d at least start eating her from the head, as she hoped.

But what happened next was unexpected.

Not only did Housekeeper Tang not swallow her whole—he even bowed and apologized.

“I’m sorry. That was my mistake.”

His face and appearance were still monstrous, but judging from his language and behavior, he did indeed fit the role of a butler.

Though his waist looked like an invisible hand had forcibly pushed it down, and his tone was as unwilling as could be.

Shi Jian, already resigned to death, blinked: Huh?

She seemed to have picked up on something. A thought flashed through her mind.

After apologizing, Housekeeper Tang straightened his back. His neck was still unnaturally extended. He stared intently at Shi Jian and asked in a low voice:

“Miss Shi, weren’t you originally in another room?”

“I told the guests before—after midnight, they’re not allowed to leave their rooms.”

That had indeed triggered a death condition.

Shi Jian instinctively felt she needed to give a reasonable explanation—otherwise, her end would still be ugly.So Shi Jian cleared her throat. “I’m different.”

Housekeeper Tang: ?

“Different how?”

Shi Jian, calm and composed, told Housekeeper Tang, “Your master is madly pursuing me. I’m the goddess he longs for but cannot obtain.”

“The room downstairs was too shabby. As your master’s goddess, I should have the right to choose a better room, right?”

“Your master wouldn’t mind. If he comes back and sees I’m not living well, he’ll be heartbroken—and angry.”

Shi Jian thought to herself: This scenario didn’t assign them any specific identities anyway. It just said they were all important guests invited by the owner of Rose Castle. So making up something should be fine, right?

Shi Jian had acted in plenty of dramas, and in real life, she’d been pursued by people even more often. Making this stuff up came naturally.

In the version Shi Jian created, the elusive owner of Rose Castle was the ultimate simp—mad for his goddess, crazed for her, willing to run headfirst into walls for her.

Housekeeper Tang: ???

Housekeeper Tang’s drooling stopped, and his gaping mouth shrank back to normal. His whole face read:

Never seen anyone so shameless!

...

【Hahahahaha, what a shocking twist, I’m rolling on the floor laughing.】

【I thought she was just a beauty streamer—turns out she’s a comedy one?】

【I already have a vivid image of Rose Castle’s owner now. Can’t deny it, this streamer’s descriptive skills are strong. The simp suitor—classic.】

【So thrilling and unpredictable, I can’t stop watching!】

【Damn, this streamer has real comedic talent. She’s so convincing I almost believed her—and that part earlier about the left side of her face looking better on camera stunned my whole family.】

【Was the streamer an entertainer before?】

Some viewers in the livestream were also worried. 【Will Housekeeper Tang buy it?】

Housekeeper Tang didn’t believe it, nor did he want to accept Shi Jian’s story. After a moment of silence, a glint flashed in his eyes.

“But Master never said anything about having someone he liked.”

Shi Jian countered smoothly, “Well, you’re just his housekeeper. How could he casually share something like that with you?”

Housekeeper Tang smiled. “Miss Shi may not know—I watched the Master grow up.”

In other words, although he was a servant, he was not like the others.

Shi Jian wasn’t fazed. She shook her head and sighed, “Ah, the child’s grown up.”

When children grow up and have secrets, even housekeepers close as family don’t get told about their romantic lives.

Housekeeper Tang: “……”

Right now, he was deeply regretting not swallowing her the moment he walked through the door.

Still, Housekeeper Tang remained firm in his disbelief. His smile started to crack. “Why would Master like you?”That question wasn’t very butler-like.

Shi Jian perked up when she heard it, arching a delicate brow. “Isn’t it obvious?”

She lowered her head slightly and reached up to gently sweep aside a strand of hair. Despite everything that had happened, the rose hadn’t fallen—it still bloomed luxuriantly among her thick, dark locks. Her skin was flawlessly clear, her features striking—everything about her was just right.

With her back to the moonlight, she was more captivating than the moon itself. In the flicker of her gaze, it was as if stars and oceans were hidden within.

No words were needed—Shi Jian’s beauty was her most powerful passport.