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Chapter 391 - The Floor Is Too Dirty, So I Wont SitChapter 391: The Floor Is Too Dirty, So I Won’t Sit
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“Deputy Director, you must be joking. You look like you’re only in your thirties. How would you look old?”
Lu Zijia said as she walked over slowly under the gaze of the Deputy Director.
As Lu Zijia’s feet entered the circle, the creepy smile on the Deputy Director’s face became even wider, making her look very weird.
“Haha, you’re so sweet.”
The Deputy Director chuckled and reached out her wrinkled old hand again to wave at Lu Zijia. “Don’t stand there. Sit.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, Lu Zijia didn’t listen to her obediently this time. She was still standing about one meter away from her.
“No, the floor is too dirty. I won’t sit.”
Lu Zijia said casually, but it sounded different in the Deputy Director’s ears. A touch of gloominess flashed through her old eyes.
“Oh? Looks like you love being clean.”
The Deputy Director gradually stopped smiling. Her thirty-year-old face looked stiff and creepy at this moment.
Seeing this, Che Zhibin, who was standing at the door, thought that Taoist Xuening was upset by Lu Zijia. He was immediately delighted in his mind and took the opportunity to fawn on Taoist Xuening and make things bad between the two of them. “Lu Zijia, aren’t you too ignorant? It’s your honor that Master appreciates you.
“Master only asked you to sit down out of kindness, but you dared to reject her. I think you have no respect for her at all!”
The Deputy Director only looked up and glanced at him, but didn’t say anything, as if she acquiesced to what he did, which made Che Zhibin even more complacent in his mind.
Lu Zijia saw their reaction with her eyes and only found it funny. She looked at Che Zhibin with a slightly teasing gaze.
“If you think it’s an honor, I’ll give you the seat. Come, sit down!”
Lu Zijia turned to the side slightly and didn’t get angry at all. She even made a “please” gesture to him with a smile.
Che Zhibin was certainly very happy with what Lu Zijia did in his mind, but he couldn’t show it. Instead, he pretended to be furious.
“Lu Zijia, don’t think that you can be arrogant just because Master likes you and took you in as her direct disciple. She’s asking you to sit right now, but you’re not listening to her?”
Che Zhibin said righteously, as if he was angry because of Taoist Xuening from the bottom of his heart.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLooking at Che Zhibin, who had greed and jealousy in his eyes but put on a righteous look on his face, Lu Zijia only felt that his acting skills were really too poor.
If he wanted to act, he should act more realistically. At least, he should repress the emotions in her eyes. Such a hypocritical act that could be seen through at a glance was truly boring.
Lu Zijia shook her head and said a bit speechlessly, “You’re wrong. The Deputy Director is your Master, not mine.
“Besides, I only promised to be a direct disciple. I didn’t say whose direct disciple I would be.
“So, why must I listen to your Master?”
Lu Zijia said as she tilted her head, looking extremely innocent on her pure and gorgeous face.
“You…!”
Che Zhibin was dumbfounded by what she said. At the same time, he was shocked in his mind and felt that Lu Zijia was too ignorant.
However, it would be better if this useless Lu Zijia didn’t agree to be his Master’s direct disciple. That way, he could take the opportunity to make things bad between them and make his Master continue with the original plan.
Thinking of this, Che Zhibin wasn’t angry anymore.
Seeing that Che Zhibin was at a loss for words, Lu Zijia ignored him and turned to the Deputy Director with a smile.
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