Sister, can I become a maid too?

Chapter 9 Lin Jianxia's Little Entertainment Time

As soon as the bell rang for the end of the last class in the afternoon, Lin Jianxia quickly packed her schoolbag and left the classroom without looking back.

Watching her almost fleeing figure, Jiang Yubai's lips twitched slightly, and he packed his things with some regret.

After Lin Jianxia stared at his draft for a long time, she ignored him for the rest of the day.

Hmm... the contents of the notebook were probably too much of a shock for her.

I should have been more tactful.

Jiang Yubai thought to himself with a hint of regret.

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the other side.

Lin Jianxia walked briskly forward with her schoolbag on her back, and only breathed a long sigh of relief after she left the school gate.

Although I usually leave right after school, this is the first time I've been in such a rush.

She pressed down on her still slightly rapid heartbeat, glanced back to make sure no one was following, and only then did she truly relax.

But what welled up in my heart was a distinct sense of annoyance.

Although she now believed that Jiang Yubai's rent collection yesterday was not aimed at her.

But this guy was clearly no good either—he dared to set his sights on her after only meeting her once.

Who asks their younger sister about their older sister's preferences? Do they really think no one can see through their thoughts?

Sure enough, she knew that the offer to be her maid wasn't a joke!

This scumbag! This beast! This playboy!

Lin Jianxia pursed her lips angrily, her chest heaving slightly.

So what if it's the landlord? I can pay the rent on Friday anyway.

I'll talk to the store manager later and see if we can pay wages earlier, so I don't have to put up with Jiang Yubai's attitude every day.

As for this week.....

Since we can't openly offend them, we should just treat them the same way we would treat anyone else.

If you just ignore him, he'll probably get bored and give up on his own eventually, right?

Thinking of this, Lin Jianxia took a deep breath, patted her face to compose herself, and then quickly walked into the alley.

She turned left and right, and soon found herself standing in front of a bookstore called "Sisyphus".

After cautiously looking around to make sure no classmates were there, Lin Jianxia pushed open the door and entered.

The wind chimes above the door jingled sweetly. The proprietress, sitting behind the counter, looked up, saw it was her, and nodded unsurprised.

"You're here? A lot of books arrived over the weekend. Why don't you leave at seven today?"

After saying that, he lowered his head and continued fiddling with the computer.

A few seconds later, glancing out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the figure in front of her was still standing there, and the proprietress frowned.

"Is there anything else?"

Lin Jianxia hesitated for a moment before asking, "Um... Aunt Zhao, will this week's salary still be paid on Friday?"

Upon hearing this, the proprietress paused almost imperceptibly for a moment, then smiled again:

"Pay it, I'll pay it on Friday. Do you think I'd delay paying a young girl's salary?"

Lin Jianxia immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and her expression brightened.

"I'm going to work now!"

She waved to the proprietress and hurried toward the back of the bookstore.

In the back warehouse, books wrapped in oil paper were piled up into a small mountain—most of them were new books that arrived in bulk over the weekend.

Lin Jianxia's task was to unpack and categorize this "mountain of books," and then organize them one by one into their corresponding bookshelves.

To be honest, this job is quite boring.

She was the only one in the warehouse. It was terribly hot and humid in the summer, and there wasn't even a fan, let alone air conditioning.

The repetitive actions can take hours – unpacking, flipping pages, sorting, and shelving, over and over again.

Occasionally, when I look up from between the pages of the book, all I can see are mountains of parchment and the increasingly dark sky outside the window.

But... Lin Jianxia actually quite likes this job.

Their mother died early, and their father disliked the two sisters as a burden, so he cut off contact with them early and started a new family.

The meager monthly child support, after deducting the sisters' tuition fees and the bare minimum for food, clothing, and other necessities, leaves almost nothing.

In addition... she also has to occasionally set aside some money to send to her grandmother in the countryside, so she has to make up the shortfall by doing odd jobs.

Although she was already an adult, most of the shops around her would still shake their heads and refuse her entry when they saw her wearing the school uniform of Lin San Middle School.

After all, few shops would risk hiring a high school student as a child laborer.

So it wasn't until almost the end of summer vacation that she finally found this little bookstore.

Although the pay is a bit low, at least it covers the monthly rent and I can save some money to buy my sister some good food.

Very good.

Lin Jianxia squatted beside the pile of books, mechanically tearing apart the kraft paper. Sweat slid down her forehead, spreading a dark color on the edge of the cardboard box.

One book, two books...

After unpacking the entire package, the books are categorized and checked according to their titles, then placed one by one on the bookshelf in the warehouse, and the corresponding boxes are checked off on the purchase order.

She would occasionally raise her arm to rub her cheek, then quickly put it down again and open the next package.

The only sounds in the warehouse were the rustling of pages turning and her own soft breathing.

The light outside the window gradually dimmed, and the small mountain of oil paper packages finally disappeared.

Lin Jianxia breathed a long sigh of relief after placing the last book on the bookshelf, and subconsciously glanced at the clock hanging by the warehouse door.

The clock hand pointed to exactly 6:20, about half an hour before the time the landlady said she would leave work.

She didn't leave immediately because the landlady would most likely make her clean for a while longer, delaying her departure until 7:30.

Lin Jianxia took out a tissue and carefully wiped her face and hands clean before turning her gaze to the bookshelf next to her.

Because of its proximity to the school, the bookstore mainly stocked novels popular with students, such as romance and fantasy light novels, with classic works only making up a small portion.

She wasn't very interested in fantasy novels, but instead carefully searched the romance novel section and cautiously pulled one out.

After placing the parchment paper under her, Lin Jianxia knelt on the paper, leaning against the wall, before gently opening the novel, her eyes lighting up.

The plot in the book was actually quite childish, nothing more than a typical "domineering CEO falls in love with me" story, but she read it with great interest.

Finish your work quickly, and then read a book for a little while before leaving get off work...

This was one of the few times Lin Jianxia had time to herself.

As Lin Jianxia's gaze swept across the words on the pages, her eyes gradually drifted away, lost in thought.

For some reason, a story I usually find easy to immerse myself in just wouldn't work today. The playboy's words kept replaying in my mind:

"By the way, what does your sister usually like to do? She seems quite interesting."

Even though a day had passed, she still couldn't help but feel a surge of shame and annoyance whenever she thought of the draft notebook that had been pushed towards her.

What?!

What a pervert! Who gets interested after just one meeting, and even calls it "interesting"? It's just lust at first sight!

But after the initial embarrassment and anger subsided, a strange feeling welled up from the bottom of her heart again.

It's gentle, soft, yet impossible to shake off.

—Speaking of which, Jiang Yubai's appearance really does resemble that of someone described in a novel...

—Pah! Pah! He's just a small-time landlord!

Lin Jianxia shook her head vigorously, trying to banish those chaotic thoughts from her mind and refocus her gaze on the pages of the book.

This time, however, the words in the book seemed even harder to read.