Chapter 68: Today’s Exercise

“Are you surprised?”

Fang Chenxi couldn’t tell if Jiang Ling’s anger showed in her eyes or not.

Her smile remained bright.

“Don’t you like erotic pictures? I had this maid outfit custom-made. It uses top-quality fabric and is in your size. It’ll fit perfectly.”

Jiang Ling froze, ignoring for now how Fang Chenxi knew her exact measurements.

Her fingers unconsciously rubbed against the ripped white silk stockings.

Just as Fang Chenxi had said, the fabric was premium—smooth and silky, tempting her to put it on… As if!

Jiang Ling shot up.

She wanted to throw the maid outfit in Fang Chenxi’s face, but knowing custom-made clothes weren’t cheap, she held back and tossed it onto the plastic bag on the desk instead.

“I told you before—I’m not wearing something so revealing!”

Fang Chenxi just raised an eyebrow.

She picked up the maid outfit from the desk, squinted her phoenix eyes, and began to explain.

“How would you know it’s revealing without trying it on? Don’t judge just by the small amount of fabric. I put some thought into this outfit. There are very few exposed areas. The ripped details aren’t completely open—they’re just sheer and suggestive, without actually showing skin.”

Jiang Ling was stunned.

She snatched the outfit back and felt the torn spots.

Sure enough, as Fang Chenxi said, the damaged areas were sewn with sheer silk fabric.

Jiang Ling held it up to the light—the transparency wasn’t too high.

The same went for the stockings.

The rips at the opening used some transparent material, making it look like they had been torn.

This greatly increased Jiang Ling’s acceptance of the outfit.

She gritted her teeth, staring at Fang Chenxi.

She really had gone to a lot of trouble.

But even so…

Jiang Ling wanted to say something else, but Fang Chenxi cut her off.

“Hey, if you can’t take a loss, just say so.”

Fang Chenxi’s smile turned into disappointment.

She shook her head repeatedly.

“I wasted all that effort and money, and in the end, you still don’t dare wear it.”

As she said this, Jiang Ling’s face grew darker.

It made her seem like she couldn’t handle a bet.

Finally, clenching her teeth, she blurted out—

“Fine, I’ll wear it.”

Fang Chenxi’s smile returned.

She knew Jiang Ling would fall for that.

“Then go change. My bedroom is the first room upstairs. Don’t go into the wrong one.”

“Hmph.”

Jiang Ling hugged the maid outfit and walked upstairs like she was facing death.

***

What is a maid’s duty?

To unconditionally obey her master’s orders.

If she could, Fang Chenxi’s first order would probably be for Jiang Ling to warm her bed.

But unfortunately, it was daytime.

Fang Chenxi wasn’t sleepy, and Jiang Ling probably wouldn’t listen anyway.

Jiang Ling had already changed.

Now she stood by the sofa, cheeks flushed, waiting for Fang Chenxi to give her orders.

Fang Chenxi hadn’t lied.

This outfit seemed tailor-made for her—almost too form-fitting.

Her soft, full chest was especially prominent.

The skirt’s hem was cleverly designed, reaching just above the knee.

The stocking opening combined with the skirt.

Jiang Ling’s skin was naturally fair; wearing white silk stockings, her jade-like legs looked as delicious as ice cream.

The faint glimpses of skin at her belly, chest, and stocking openings added an extra layer of temptation.

To better fit the maid identity, Fang Chenxi had even bought round-toe leather shoes for her to wear.

Fang Chenxi was very satisfied.

She scanned Jiang Ling from top to bottom.

The scorching gaze made Jiang Ling’s heart burn with shame.

Just when she could barely stand steady, Fang Chenxi finally spoke.

“First, cook. I haven’t had breakfast yet.”

Fang Chenxi’s tone was calm, but her wandering eyes and the constant opening and closing of her phone suggested she wasn’t as composed as she seemed.

“What do you want to eat?”

“Just make whatever you usually have with Yuyao.”

“Oh.”

“No.”

Fang Chenxi suddenly changed her mind.

“Make something you and Yuyao don’t usually eat.”

‘Like she’s sick or something.’

Jiang Ling shot Fang Chenxi a sideways glance, unable to understand what kind of competition she was trying to start.

Jiang Ling entered the kitchen and put on a sky-blue apron.

She had assumed Fang Chenxi’s kitchen would be spotless since she didn’t cook, but when she opened the fridge, it was fully stocked.

However, when Jiang Ling took out a bottle of milk, she noticed the date was very fresh—from yesterday.

‘So she bought all this yesterday?’

Jiang Ling was lost in thought.

A moment later, Jiang Ling placed hot milk and egg pancakes on the dining table.

“Here, eat up.”

She didn’t care what Fang Chenxi had said anyway—it wasn’t like she knew what Lu Yuyao usually ate.

“Ahem. Watch your tone.”

Jiang Ling took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to curse.

She flashed a sweet smile.

“Master, please enjoy your meal.”

“Mm, you catch on fast.”

Fang Chenxi nodded in satisfaction and began to enjoy the breakfast Jiang Ling had made.

But then she noticed Jiang Ling had only made a portion for one.

She frowned.

“Aren’t you eating?”

“I already ate… Master.”

Jiang Ling felt the word “master” was getting awkward on her tongue.

Fang Chenxi seemed put out again.

She snorted coldly.

“Next time, don’t eat at home beforehand.”

“Yes, Master.”

Jiang Ling twitched the corner of her mouth.

Fang Chenxi was getting a little too into character.

Jiang Ling was a good cook—Fang Chenxi had known that since visiting Lu Yuyao’s house.

After enjoying the breakfast Jiang Ling had made with her own hands, and once Jiang Ling had cleaned the dishes, Fang Chenxi began to think about what to order her to do next.

Fang Chenxi didn’t plan to torment Jiang Ling to death.

She was still pretty reasonable.

After thinking for a moment, she said, “I remember there are some dirty clothes in the bathroom. Go wash them. Also, clean the whole house.”

Great.

She really was treating her like a live-in maid.

But Jiang Ling had lost a bet fair and square.

Even if she was unwilling inside, she couldn’t show any dissatisfaction on her face.

She had to accept.

She sweetly agreed.

“Yes, Master.”

***

Fang Chenxi had a habit of exercising regularly.

But it was drizzling outside, so morning jogging was out of the question.

Fang Chenxi returned to her bedroom.

When she came out again, Jiang Ling saw she had changed clothes.

A black tank top athletic vest and shorts.

Almost completely showing off her great figure.

Jiang Ling was wondering what she was doing, but then saw her walk into the room farthest down the hall on the second floor.

The door wasn’t closed.

Jiang Ling curiously crept over and saw it was a gym.

Inside were all kinds of fitness equipment.

Jiang Ling had never been to a gym, but she recognized most of the machines from videos she’d watched online.

‘She’s pretty serious about this.’

Jiang Ling muttered to herself, not noticing that Fang Chenxi was standing behind the door watching her.

“Little maid not doing laundry? Do you want to exercise together?”

Fang Chenxi suddenly spoke, one hand on her hip, the other holding a towel, her smile radiant.

“Pfft.”

Jiang Ling scurried away in embarrassment.

Fang Chenxi let out a soft laugh.

She closed the door and prepared to begin today’s workout.