Chapter 980 - 979: High Society, Where Spoiling Women Is in Vogue!

Wu Zhiming slumped: "I-I really didn’t think of so much..."

It turns out that to become the ruler of a commercial empire, one’s mind indeed needs to be extraordinarily meticulous.

Perhaps this is the reason why he can only be an inventor scientist, while the Young Master is a business king, sigh.

Nalan Ye Jue frowned and scanned the thing before trying it on a few work robots in the study: "Forget it, time is tight, even defective products will have to do."

Wu Zhiming: "..."

It hurts, Young Master, this was invented and made by me staying up late, calling it defective is too hurtful.

He watched Nalan Ye Jue leave the study and head to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Wu Zhiming was a bit puzzled; being the Young Master, why would he personally cook? It’s truly unheard of... Does he know how to turn on the gas, how to cut meat horizontally or vertically?

Seeing Nalan Ye Jue quickly finish a sumptuous breakfast that looked, smelled, and tasted great, he didn’t eat it himself but instead carried the exquisite tray towards Qin Xin’s room...

Wu Zhiming opened his mouth wide, egg-sized.

Holy shit, in the Young Master’s house, women have such a high status that men cook for them?

Holy shit, is this actually trendy in high society???

Was he a poor and miserable inventor because he didn’t know how to pamper women?

Watching Nalan Ye Jue take the breakfast and little cherries and close the bedroom door, Wu Zhiming wanted to see more gossip but couldn’t.

He really wanted to know if, behind the closed bedroom door, Mr. Emperor was feeding Miss Qin bit by bit by hand.

After a while.

Wu Zhiming finally waited until Nalan Ye Jue came out with the tray.

"Young Master, how was it?" He eagerly awaited the result.

If a chip was detected on Miss Qin, once removed in the future, he could have an extra sample for scientific research to see how others manufacture real human robot chips.

However.

Nalan Ye Jue shook his head silently.

Wu Zhiming was stunned: "Ah? No? Miss Qin doesn’t have a chip in her body?"

Nalan Ye Jue looked at the little cherries in his hand: "Could it be that your detector has a problem?"

Wu Zhiming patted his chest: "Impossible, Young Master, my machine will never make a mistake, if you don’t believe it, you can have someone verify it."

Nalan Ye Jue: "I intend to do just that."

Wu Zhiming: "..." So, in the end, you still don’t believe this inventor of yours.

The whole day afterwards, Nalan Ye Jue obtained detectors from three different sources, some developed by the Nalan Group and some purchased from other companies.

However, no matter which product from which source, none detected an electromagnetic signal around Qin Xin.

The conclusion was obvious, Qin Xin truly hadn’t had a chip implanted.

The situation became more complex.

If Qin Xin hadn’t been transformed into a robot, why was there this unusual situation now?

What Nalan Ye Jue feared the most had finally happened.

Wu Zhiming was even more at a loss, thought for a long time, and cautiously said: "Young Master, could it be that something mentally disturbed Miss Qin, like what happened to me before, and she turned mentally ill? Young Master, don’t be angry or agitated, actually, mental illness has many manifestations, like my kind of madness, or silence, or sudden personality changes, really, why not consult a psychiatric doctor..."

Wu Zhiming felt that he really was being considerate and offered a well-intentioned suggestion.

Only to see Nalan Ye Jue’s face darken, then he picked up the phone and made a call.

Wu Zhiming let out a breath of relief.

Mr. Emperor finally took his advice once...

However.

The next second!