Chapter 200 - This Isn’t Looking For Trouble, It’s A Sin

Chapter 200: This Isn’t Looking For Trouble, It’s A Sin

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Gaia looked at Chen Zhao. “Your patient seems to have an emergency.”
“It looks like I can’t have class today,” Chen Zhao said helplessly.
He was curious as to what trouble Dell found for himself today. This guy really didn’t know how to choose the right timing or differentiate for severity.
He sounded strong in the phone, but he might keel over the next second. This was why Chen Zhao didn’t wait and just hurried to Dell’s manor.
When he got to the entrance, he found Dell standing there. He looked strong and not like he’d almost gotten himself killed.
“Did something happen to Tsura?” Chen Zhao asked tentatively.
“No, she’s okay.”
“Then where is she? And you were screaming for help in the phone. What happened?”
“Hurry in.”
Before going in, Tsura ran out with messy hair and dark circles under her eyes.
“I’m not playing anymore, you *sshole. Dell, play by yourself. I’m done! I’m done!” she yelled fanatically.
“What are you two playing?” Chen Zhao looked at how frazzled Tsura looked. It couldn’t be fatal, right?
“Chen, you’re here, you’re finally here,” Tsura complained while latching onto Chen Zhao. “Great. I thought I was going to go crazy.”
“What exactly is happening?”
“You’ll see when you come in.” Tsura pulled Chen Zhao in.
Before entering the mansion, he heard a cry. Chen Zhao froze. “You two have a kid?”
After he got in, he saw a baby girl tossed onto the sofa. Her lower body was bare, the living room was in a mess, and there was a disgusting smell.
Chen Zhao immediately held his nose. “What exactly happened?”
“Tsura and I decided to adopt a kid for fun.”
Chen Zhao picked up his foot to kick Dell’s left leg. “Adopt a kid for fun?”
“No, no. When we went to the orphanage, we thought that this baby was pitiful, so we adopted her.” Dell immediately changed his story.
Chen Zhao scrutinized Dell. When Dell saw his eyes, he was scared. He suspected that Chen Zhao might kill him.
“You need to be a married couple to adopt, right? Singles can’t adopt.”
“To adopt Faith, we went and got a marriage certificate,” Dell said. “Tsura and I.”
Chen Zhao was taken aback. He didn’t expect that Dell would actually marry Tsura just to adopt a kid.
“You two got married to adopt this kid?”
“But I give up. Chen, you can have the kid. I don’t want it.”
“You think I won’t kill you?” Chen Zhao was furious.
As expected, wanting this horrible couple to be responsible was delusional.
“I really can’t take care of her. Tsura and I haven’t slept in two days. We can’t even change her diaper.”
The entire living room was filled with the smell of waste. No wonder they’d broken down.
“Why didn’t you hire a nanny?” Chen Zhao asked, expression dark.
“This *sshole either thinks the applicants don’t have big enough boobs or nice enough *sses,” Tsura complained.
Chen Zhao looked at the baby called Faith. She probably hadn’t had a bath in two days and smelled horrible. He could only pick her up, help bathe her and then change her diaper.
Thankfully, Faith didn’t have any diseases or injuries after being tormented by Tsura and Dell these days. This was her biggest fortune. Being adopted by this couple and surviving their instincts of finding trouble was a big test for her.
“Find a nanny right now. I hope you can find one before I leave. Otherwise, I’ll report you for child abuse.”
“I already looked, but I couldn’t find any.”
“Bullsh*t. Were you looking for a nanny or a beauty contestant?” Chen Zhao almost spat his water out at Dell. “Call the housekeeping company right now.”
Finally, Dell gave in. He had no choice because he and Tsura really couldn’t handle Faith.
They couldn’t even take care of themselves, let alone an infant less than one year old.
Half an hour later, the applicants finally arrived. Chen Zhao was stunned by the wave of beauties. Were these girls with thick makeup really here to apply for the nanny position?
“Dell, don’t tell me you called a model company.” Chen Zhao stared at him, annoyed.
“No, I told the housekeeping company my requirements and I’ll give $100,000 each month.”
“What?! Are you crazy?” Chen Zhao roared.
A regular nanny that took care of kids and did the chores for 24 hours per day and had two days off per week would only earn $3,000 to $5,000 per month. Dell’s $100,000 was enough to hire 20 nannies.
This wasn’t a regular expense. This was a complete waste of money.
Chen Zhao walked to the girls. “None of you are qualified. You can all leave now.”
The beautiful girls all left while cursing. Dell had a face of resentment. “Chen, you told me to look for a nanny and now you drove them away. I thought a few were quite good.”
“Not good at all,” Chen Zhao said, expression dark. “If you spend the $100,000 to host a party for beautiful girls, I don’t care. But you spend $1,000 dollars to buy a pretty hamburger.”
“But who will take care of the baby, now that you chased them away?”
“Wait, I’ll call someone.” Chen Zhao called Bant. “Bant, Mary’s a maid now, right?”
“Yes.”
“How much does she make per month?”
“She works by the hour and makes around $2,000 per month.”
“I have a friend who needs a nanny to take care of their kid. It’ll take a lot of time, but the pay is quite high. Can Mary do it?”
“What’s the pay?” Bant asked immediately.
Chen Zhao turned to Dell. “What’s the pay?”
“Five thousand dollars, as long as she can take care of the kid.”
“Five thousand dollars,” Chen Zhao said. “They’re a young couple and like fooling around. They can’t take care of kids.”
“Okay, I’ll tell Mary. Can you hold the position for her?”
“Can you have Mary come over right now? It’s urgent.”
“Okay, I’ll call her now. Give me the address.”
A while later, Mary came over. She hugged Chen Zhao, saying, “Chen, thank you.”
“Let me introduce you to Dell and Tsura. And this is Faith. Your task is to take care of her. As for those two, call me if they’re about to die.”
“Hello, Mary. I’m glad you could come.” Tsura hugged Mary as well.
Dell found that Mary was easy on the eyes despite being older, so he didn’t say anything.