novelraw Chapter 975: How Much Insurance Did You Buy for Those Hands?
Chapter 975: How Much Insurance Did You Buy for Those Hands?
Mu Wei was silent just now, and at this moment, it was inconvenient for him to say anything.Anyway, he knew that Ji Yu was going to fade soon.
People who can’t recognize themselves won’t stay famous for long.
Lu Xingzhi finished her shower and changed into high-waisted black skinny jeans, topped with a short orange hoodie, enhancing the visual appeal of long legs.
Her hair was still wet, hanging loose down to her waist.
The ends of her hair were regularly trimmed, with a slight curl.
When her hair was down, it looked very beautiful.
Like a waterfall.
"Little Zhi Liao, you’re so skinny! Your legs are so long! Your hair is so long too. Wow, you’re not wearing any makeup!" Liu Chenmeng was genuinely envious, wishing she could grow a bit taller.
Looking at Lu Xingzhi’s long, straight, thin legs, how could she not be envious?
Moreover, she’s really pretty!
Much better looking than Ji Yu, who often receives compliments.
Her height isn’t much, only letting her hair grow to her shoulders.
"I forgot. I’ll go up to apply some lipstick!" Lu Xingzhi remembered what Xiao Zulinqing said: it’s better to wear a little makeup when appearing in front of cameras.
Liu Chenmeng: "..."
"I don’t want to stand next to you. The contrast is too obvious." She automatically distanced herself from Lu Xingzhi, having to look up at her.
She’s probably one meter seventy!
She’s only one meter sixty.
Ji Yu sat on the sofa playing with her phone, not even glancing up.
She inwardly despised Liu Chenmeng.
Lu Xingzhi applied orange lipstick and came downstairs again.
Girls tend to take longer showers, so when she came down, Helian Yi and the others had already finished showering.
Lu Xingzhi walked into the kitchen, proactively offering to assist Du Keyao.
"Mr. Du, is there anything I can help with?" Lu Xingzhi noticed the peppers and potatoes on the cutting board and asked, "How are these potatoes supposed to be prepared? Do they need to be sliced or diced?"
"Do you know how to chop vegetables?" Du Keyao hadn’t seen many girls her age who could cook.
"I do!" Lu Xingzhi smiled lightly, "So, should they be sliced or diced?"
"Sliced." Du Keyao didn’t stand on ceremony.
He was usually busy in the kitchen by himself, so having someone help him was quite nice.
"Alright."
Lu Xingzhi nodded, picked up a knife, quickly peeled the potatoes, sliced them, and then swiftly moved the knife on the cutting board.
Chopping vegetables was easy for Lu Xingzhi.
After all, she had chopped vegetables for three years.
"Not bad, not bad, Little Zhi Liao not only plays the piano well but also chops vegetables so skillfully!" Du Keyao had assumed these kids couldn’t do any household chores.
"Oh my goodness! Little Zhi Liao, these hands are meant for playing the piano! Holding a knife is really nerve-wracking." Mu Wei walked into the kitchen and was startled to see Lu Xingzhi chopping vegetables.
He was genuinely worried Lu Xingzhi might hurt her fingers.
"First, tell me how much insurance you’ve got on those hands?" Mu Wei exaggerated.
"Take a guess?" Lu Xingzhi indeed had insurance on her hands; piano players must protect their hands at all costs.
"Millions? Does the insurance company know you handle knives?" Mu Wei said worriedly.
Listening to him, the three outside also walked into the kitchen.
Helian Yi had known Lu Xingzhi for so long but was seeing her wield a knife and chop vegetables for the first time.