A single man checks into a couples' room; his life of ease and comfort begins.

As soon as Hao Qiangzhuang finished speaking, Liu Mengsi's attitude made a complete 180-degree turn, and her tone of voice also changed.

Her voice carried an indescribable feeling, a hint of anger and a touch of contempt: "Qiangzhuang, how are you feeling about your life now?"

Instead of answering her question, Liu Mengsi asked him this question first.

Hao Qiangzhuang was caught off guard by the question and didn't know how to answer for a moment. Perhaps he already had the answer in his heart, or perhaps the truth was really as Gu Jia had said.

He was indirectly just a catalyst to save Liu Qiangnan, but facing his current life, Hao Qiangqiang still held a sliver of hope that perhaps Liu Mengsi had really fallen for him.

Upon hearing this, Hao Qiangzhuang felt a pang of unease, but he knew that his current needs for food, clothing, shelter, and transportation were all provided by Liu Mengsi's family.

If Hao Qiangzhuang leaves here, he will have to start all over again. He has hands and feet, and there is no problem for him to survive.

But in this situation, I can't just storm off in a huff over such a small thing, can I?

A true man can be both gentle and firm in order to conquer a woman; he can be both yielding and assertive in order to adapt to circumstances and achieve great things.

Hao Qiangzhuang then feigned ignorance and replied, "It's good, but something's missing."

At this moment, Liu Mengsi was sitting in a luxurious maternity sanatorium on the other side of the ocean, in a private and luxurious treatment room.

She sat on the bed, listening to Hao Qiangzhuang's reply. It was noon, while Hao Qiangzhuang was on the other side of the ocean, where it was already night.

Liu Mengsi hesitated for a moment, then her attitude softened, and she asked in return, "What's missing?"

Hao Qiangzhuang's joking voice came through the phone: "You promised to marry me, but now you're leaving me hanging here, making me feel a little lonely."

Liu Mengsi hesitated: "Aren't we not married yet?"

Hao Qiangzhuang fell silent and did not answer.

Seeing that Hao Qiangzhuang didn't answer, Liu Mengsi felt a little bitter. She thought Hao Qiangzhuang was angry, so she quickly comforted him: "I just wanted to tell you that we're not married now because I feel it's unfair to you. You can use the company's resources as you please, but there's something I need to remind you of."

Hao Qiangzhuang stood on the fourth-floor rooftop, the cold wind blowing, his heart skipped a beat, and he asked curiously, "What do you say?"

Liu Mengsi's voice came through: "That's Gu Jia. Gu Jia and I are classmates, but she's my dad's mistress now, and he's going to marry her in the future. You can play with anyone's feelings, but Gu Jia is someone you can't touch."

"You're still someone I can't touch? If you hadn't told me sooner, I would have already made my move..." Hao Qiangzhuang thought to himself, but on the surface he still replied, "Don't worry, I won't make a move on Gu Jia. If necessary, I will stay away from her."

"You know that's good... Beep beep..."

Liu Mengsi hung up the phone. Hao Qiangqiang closed his phone, looked up at the starry sky, and thought to himself, "I need to find a way to make some money. Even if I'm kicked out by Liu Qiangnan's family, I can still make a comeback."

Wang Hui had already finished hanging the clothes to dry. Carrying a bucket of water, she walked over to Hao Qiangzhuang and whispered, "Qiangzhuang, the clothes are dry. Let's go downstairs!"

Hao Qiangzhuang nodded, walked to the top of the stairs, and with his left hand holding the door leading to the fourth floor, said, "Wang Hui, be careful."

"Okay!" Wang Hui responded, holding onto the handrail as she walked down the stairs one step at a time. When she reached the halfway point, there was a square staircase used as a corner.

Wang Hui was already standing there, watching Hao Qiangzhuang, who was still standing at the entrance on the fourth floor, waiting for him.

Hao Qiangzhuang took out the key, locked the door from the inside, then turned around, held onto the handrail and went down the stairs. After meeting up with Wang Hui, the two walked down hand in hand.

Upon reaching the third-floor stairwell, Hao Qiangqiang released Wang Hui's hand, feeling like a thief, afraid of being discovered.

Hao Qiangzhuang came out first, opened the door to his dormitory, and Wang Hui cautiously walked over, turning back every three steps, making sure no one noticed before sneaking into Hao Qiangzhuang's dormitory.

At this time, the weather was already cold, but Hao Qiangzhuang's dormitory had the heating on, making the inside and outside worlds completely different.

Wang Hui hurriedly took off her coat, leaving only her long underwear on, and quickly crawled into bed. Then she poked her head out, her big, watery eyes sparkling as she looked at Hao Qiangzhuang.

Seeing the expectation in Wang Hui's eyes, Hao Qiangzhuang reached out to unbuckle his belt, but there was a knock on the door.

Upon hearing the sound, Wang Hui was so frightened that she immediately covered her head with the blanket, becoming so tense that she didn't dare to breathe.

Seeing Wang Hui's appearance, Hao Qiangzhuang found it somewhat comical, a helpless smile appearing on his face. He then took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Manager, I'm so sorry to bother you again."

Hao Qiangzhuang was also surprised to find that it was Sima Tingting who knocked on the door.

The two of them basically had no interaction, but now, Sima Tingting's eyes were glistening with tears and her eyes were red, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Hao Qiangzhuang asked, full of doubt, "Tingting, what's wrong?"

Sima Tingting choked back a sob, biting her lower lip tightly, and said with difficulty, "Manager, could I please take a week off?"

She didn't give a reason, but directly asked for the length of leave, which piqued Hao Qiangzhuang's curiosity.

Sima Tingting was Hao Qiangzhuang's capable assistant and one of the people who made the most money in the early days. However, after Hao Qiangzhuang reduced her power, she can no longer make any money.

Seeing her pitiful look, Hao Qiangzhuang couldn't help but ask, "Did something happen at home?"

Sima Tingting started sobbing: "My mother just passed away."

Hao Qiangzhuang understood. Sima Tingting's mother had passed away, and bereavement leave couldn't be denied. He reassured her, "It's okay. Go home first. I won't give you a fixed number of days off. Come back whenever you've finished dealing with this. Remember to bring the death certificate. Bereavement leave is paid."

Sima Tingting looked at Hao Qiangzhuang with gratitude and said excitedly, "Thank you, Manager. I will definitely come back as soon as possible and live up to your expectations."

Hao Qiangzhuang nodded and waved, indicating, "Alright, if you have a car to go back now, you can go back now. I'll have Wang Hui write a leave slip for you tomorrow."

"Thank you so much, I'll be going now." Sima Tingting thanked her repeatedly before hurriedly running towards the stairwell.

After seeing Sima Tingting off, Hao Qiangzhuang returned to his dormitory, closed the door, rubbed his palms together, and pounced on Wang Hui, who was curled up in bed: "Wang Hui, my little darling, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."