Marriage Seduction Addiction

Gao Yan was unsure of Ji Yan's purpose in asking the question, so after a moment of contemplation, he said, "I don't quite understand what Miss Ji means."

Ji Yan listened without looking at him, still playing with the flowers between her fingers, and slowly said, "Given Mr. Yan's lifestyle, he probably wouldn't decorate his home so warmly, right? It's obvious that this is a woman's doing... But with his icy demeanor and personality, how could an ordinary woman easily leave her mark on his living environment? So to him, this woman must be very special, right?"

As Gao Yan listened to her analysis, his expression couldn't help but darken slightly.

To be honest, the current situation is rather complicated.

Since this Miss Ji is Old Master Yan's person, there is a high probability that she knows about Yan Shiyu and Tang Xu's affair;

But she happens to be Yan Shiyu's younger sister, so she can invade Yan Shiyu's private space without restraint.

Before this, Tang Xu was the only person in this space.

Now there's one more person... and someone whose stance is not very clear.

This doesn't seem like a harmonious and beautiful story at all.

Hearing such a serious analysis, Gao Yan seemed to have already foreseen the troubles he might face in the future.

He couldn't help but be tense.

"I don't know much about Mr. Yan's private life," Gao Yan replied after regaining his composure. "If Miss Ji is interested, she can ask Mr. Yan directly."

"No need." Ji Yan had already withdrawn her hand and said, "Like you said, that's his private life. I was just being curious and gossiping for a moment, and I don't really care."

After saying that, she stood up and asked, "May I have a look around my room?"

Gao Yan composed himself, nodded, and said, "This way."

He led Ji Yan to the guest room, opened the door, and found the room completely empty, without any furniture or decorations.

No wonder Yan Shiyu said she could rearrange it according to her own preferred style.

A room like this can indeed be decorated however you like.

Ji Yan stood at the door for a while, then turned to look at another room next door. "What's that room for? Can't I stay in that one?"

“That room doesn’t face as well as this one,” Gao Yan replied.

"I don't care about the direction; I make choices based entirely on my feelings."

After saying that, Ji Yan turned and walked towards that room.

“Miss Ji.” Gao Yan did not step forward to stop her, but stood behind her calmly and said, “That room is used for other purposes, and it should not be used as a bedroom.”

As she spoke, Ji Yan stepped forward and grasped the doorknob of the room.

She tried turning down, but the door was locked and wouldn't budge.

Ji Yan clapped her hands and turned around. "Then what's this room for? Why is it locked?" "Sorry, I don't know."

Ji Yan didn't press for details, but simply let out a soft sigh and said, "So, you mean there's no other choice? May I take a look around the master bedroom?"

"Well... I'm afraid it's not convenient for me to make the decision on behalf of Mr. Yan."

Ji Yan suddenly chuckled and said, "How boring... Are you this rigid when you're facing that woman?"

Gao Yan frowned slightly. "I don't quite understand what Miss Ji means."

"Alright. Let's talk again when you've thought it through." Ji Yan raised an eyebrow slightly, then looked at him and asked, "When can the furniture I requested be delivered?"

Gao Yan glanced at his phone and quickly said, "They'll be here in about twenty minutes. Don't worry, Miss Ji, you'll definitely be able to check in tonight."

"Oh," Ji Yan responded, then suddenly looked at him again, "Do you think Mr. Yan will be happy if I move in?"

"of course."

Ji Yan suddenly smiled and asked, "What about that lady? Will she be happy too?"

Gao Yan immediately lost his desire to speak. He glanced down at his phone, then put it to his ear, pretending to make a call, and turned away.

Ji Yan leaned against the corridor wall, watching his departing figure, and simply chuckled softly.

Two hours later, the empty guest room was completely furnished, and Ji Yan moved into Qiushuitai with just her bag.

When Yan Shiyu returned in the evening, Ji Yan was leaning over the bar, studying the coffee machine and water dispenser. When she saw him come back, she simply tilted her head slightly and asked, "Mr. Yan, do you always get off work this early?"

Yan Shiyu glanced at her, and before she could answer, she had already keenly sensed the changes taking place in the room.

It's not because there's anything extra.

Instead, there are far fewer.

Most of the clever touches that Tang Xu had put together—bouquets, paintings, and small ornaments—have almost disappeared.

Seeing his gaze fall on the spot where the vase had been placed on the bar, Ji Yan chuckled and said, "I forgot to tell you, I'm allergic to pollen. All those fresh flowers in your room made me feel terrible... so when the housekeeper came to clean, I asked them to throw them away. You shouldn't mind, right?"

Yan Shiyu looked at her quietly and asked, "What about my paintings and those little ornaments?"

"That's yours?" Ji Yan's eyes widened slightly as she said, "I thought it didn't match your style at all, so I thought the developer had forced it on me, and that's why I asked the housekeeping staff to remove it."

Yan Shiyu listened quietly, her expression unchanged. When she spoke again, her tone was casual, but she only said three words: "Take it out."

"They've all been cleared away. Where am I supposed to get them for you?" Ji Yan's gaze returned to the machine in front of her, and she said casually, "They're just some small gadgets, are they really that important?" (End of Chapter)