Zhou Jialu Wants to Become Su Bai's Exclusive Butler

"Junior, I miss you so much..."

In the evening, when Su Bai returned to the Yashi Pavilion Shanshui Duplex, Zhou Jialu, his senior, immediately greeted him with a clingy hug the moment he stepped through the door.

As she trotted over, her steps were slightly stiff and awkward.

Luckily, as a senior in her fourth year, she barely had any classes left. Otherwise, Zhou Jialu would’ve had a hard time these past couple of days.

After indulging in some affectionate moments with her, Su Bai leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Still not feeling well?"

"Mhm... It’s all because you’re just too gifted, junior!"

Zhou Jialu sighed helplessly.

Before experiencing such things, girls often harbored unrealistic fantasies—like hoping their boyfriend would be as capable as possible.

But after putting it into practice, Zhou Jialu realized it wasn’t that simple at all!

Su Bai was simply too strong, bordering on overwhelming.

As a result, Zhou Jialu still hadn’t fully recovered.

Of course, part of it had to do with her own constitution.

Su Bai had come to realize that this senior of his had quite the contrast between her outward demeanor and her true nature.

She gave off the vibe of a seasoned vixen, but in reality, she was more like a fragile and innocent little fox...

So, Su Bai didn’t tease her too much. After some gentle affection, he let her off for now and started thinking about dinner.

When your wealth reaches a certain level, granting you complete culinary freedom, deciding what to eat for every meal becomes a mentally taxing task.

"Ah, forget it. I can’t be bothered to overthink. Let’s just go for a Japanese buffet. What do you think, senior?"

"No objections here, hehe. Of course not. I’ll leave it to you."

Zhou Jialu adopted an obedient, doting demeanor, clinging to Su Bai’s arm as they got ready and headed out to the car.

From the moment they reunited until now, Zhou Jialu hadn’t brought up anything about Chen Yusheng.

She had, of course, already seen the news through social media.

After all, Chen Yusheng was her roommate—they had added each other on WeChat back when they first started university.

But since Su Bai hadn’t mentioned it, Zhou Jialu decided not to ask.

If she were being honest, there was a tiny, tiny hint of jealousy.

But Zhou Jialu was a sensible girl. She knew her place—she was better suited as Su Bai’s lover, nowhere near as perfect a match for him as Chen Yusheng was.

Still, she had already secured her advantages.

Understanding her role and firmly establishing herself by Su Bai’s side was the way to go.

This clever senior had long since made up her mind.

Su Bai wasn’t entirely sure just how deep Zhou Jialu’s resolve ran.

So, during dinner, he smirked and asked, "Senior, did you not check your phone today?"

"I did. Why?"

"Saw the post on social media, huh? Any thoughts?"

"Thoughts, huh..."

Zhou Jialu shot him a playful glare and pinched the soft flesh at his waist—though it was more of a coquettish nibble than an actual pinch.

"If it were me, I’d never write something so childish!"

"Childish? How so?"

"Come on, it’s obviously the kind of thing young college couples would write..."

"Senior, you’re still in your fourth year. You haven’t graduated yet."

"But I’m the one taking care of your home. I should be more mature, don’t you think?"

Hearing Zhou Jialu declare this so proudly, Su Bai pondered for a moment before replying leisurely, "Seems like senior really enjoys the role of a housekeeper, huh?"

"Hehe, ‘housekeeper’ sounds a bit old-fashioned, but yeah, that’s the idea." Zhou Jialu giggled as she peeled a lobster and fed it to him. "I’m more of a homebody, not the type to fight for success out there. If you trust me, junior, I’d love to be your housekeeper!"

This wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment idea—she had given it serious thought.

Everyone needed something to do. While being a pretty, carefree girl who just shopped and indulged wasn’t impossible, it would eventually leave her feeling spiritually empty.

Generally, the women of the wealthy either took on light jobs or opened small businesses with their partner’s support.

But Zhou Jialu realized she wasn’t interested in any of that.

So, while wandering through the 3,000-square-foot Shanshui Duplex earlier, the idea suddenly struck her.

Su Bai’s homes—including this one with its annual rent of 1.33 million—and any future properties he might buy would undoubtedly be massive luxury estates.

That meant they’d need a proper housekeeper, maybe even a few maids.

Forget the maids for now.

The role of housekeeper was particularly intriguing.

Rumor had it that high-net-worth individuals often hired young, professional women with striking looks, great figures, and top-tier skills as housekeepers.

For Su Bai, that would just be another way to flirt, and Zhou Jialu wasn’t having it.

Sure, she seemed tolerant of Chen Yusheng—but that was only because Chen Yusheng was in a league of her own.

Did people really think just any woman could swoop in and steal Su Bai from her?

The fewer competitors, the better.

So, Zhou Jialu decided to claim the housekeeper role for herself.

It worked out perfectly—she loved staying home and managing household affairs, big and small.

Over time, Su Bai would grow dependent on her.

Once a housekeeper became indispensable, replacing her would be tough.

Not that Zhou Jialu believed Su Bai would necessarily grow tired of her and cast her aside in the future.

But as the woman of such an outstanding young tycoon, she knew she had to provide value to Su Bai—that was the key to a lasting and positive dynamic.

"Junior, since I’ve already quit my job and have nothing to do lately, why not find a place to learn proper housekeeping skills? That way, I can help manage your household better in the future."

Seeing how earnest she was, Su Bai nodded approvingly. "Senior, you’ve really thought this through."

"Hehe, flatterer. I just want to stay with you for a long, long time." As she spoke, a hint of melancholy flickered across Zhou Jialu’s face. "After all, I’m not as talented as Chen Yusheng. If you ever get tired of me, I’d better have something to offer, right?"

"Fair point." Su Bai couldn’t help but chuckle. "If ancient emperors had your foresight, maybe so many dynasties wouldn’t have collapsed."

With the matter settled, the two exchanged a smile and dropped the topic, focusing instead on their lavish Japanese seafood buffet.

But Su Bai found himself wondering—if he really were to send his senior for housekeeping training, where would be the best place?

It felt like such a niche field, not something you could just find at any random institution like civil service exam prep.