Transmigrated into a lewd little pervert, the crazy boss's kiss made his legs weak.

However, Qi Yuge seemed increasingly out of place.

After entering the main hall, he plopped down in a mahogany armchair.

One leg is crossed over the other, and the arm is casually draped over the armrest.

A lit cigarette was already between his fingers.

The bluish-gray smoke rose in wisps, making his expressionless face appear even more unruly.

The Grand Master's Chair is an antique from the Qing Dynasty.

It is carved with a pattern of pine trees and cranes symbolizing longevity.

He leaned forward, flicking cigarette ash onto the old wooden handrail.

"You little rascal! Sit up straight!"

Qi Zhenhua strode out from the side hall, leaning on his ancestral ebony cane.

He was wearing a navy blue Chinese-style jacket with his hair neatly combed.

He stood beside the grand master's chair, glaring down at Qi Yuge.

But this look never worked on Qi Yuge.

Qi Yuge shifted his crossed leg, sitting even more crookedly than before.

Then he exhaled a smoke ring and smiled at his dad before it dissipated.

That smile was as perfunctory as could be.

Upon seeing this, Shen Qiongluo quickly stepped forward and gracefully bowed slightly.

Her voice was clear, sweet, and steady.

"Uncle Qi, Aunt Qi, I am Shen Qiongluo. I have often heard Yu Ge mention you, and today I finally have the opportunity to pay you a visit."

She took out two beautifully packaged boxes of health supplements from her bag.

One box contains century-old wild ginseng, and the other box contains top-grade cordyceps.

"I know that you and your aunt have everything you need, but this is a token of my appreciation, please accept it."

Madam Qi's eyes lit up instantly.

She wore a dark green cheongsam today, and her well-maintained face showed almost no wrinkles.

As she took the tonic, she casually grasped Shen Qiongluo's hand, looked her up and down, and became more and more satisfied with the look.

Although not from a prestigious family, she has a respectable family background and an impressive academic record.

The key is...

My son brought her home himself! After 28 years of unbridled joking, he's finally learned to bring a girl home!

"No need to be so polite."

Madam Qi smiled and pulled Shen Qiong to sit down, her joy almost overflowing.

"From now on, we'll all be one family."

Upon hearing this, Qi Zhenhua stroked his beard, revealing a rare expression of satisfaction for the first time that evening.

Shen Qionglu lowered her head shyly, her cheeks slightly flushed.

The maid next to him tactfully handed him a hot towel.

The entire main hall was filled with a festive atmosphere of "the family is about to have a grandson".

Apart from Qi Yuge.

He leaned back in his armchair, his expression indifferent as if he had nothing to do with any of this.

·

Li Yaoyao stood in front of the largest luxury store in Beijing.

Looking up at that magnificent golden gate, I felt like a potato that had wandered into a diamond exhibition.

Here's the thing.

He Ming called her early this morning, his tone serious and solemn.

"Miss Li, the master of the house wants to see you tomorrow."

He deliberately lowered his voice when he said the word "master," as if he were saying some secret code that couldn't be heard.

"When you meet them, you must play it safe, be careful with your words and actions, and absolutely do not say anything careless..."

"He has a bad temper and is very unpredictable."

In short, He Ming was afraid that if Qi Yuge saw her, he might take her to bed without saying a word.

The nanny he painstakingly found for Yan Yan has suddenly become Qi Shao's person, so he has to hire a new one.

Li Yaoyao started to feel anxious after hanging up the phone.

This is the first time I've met my employer in all the years I've been working here.

She gritted her teeth and decided to buy a gift to express her gratitude, after all, she had received such a high salary.

Then she stood in front of the luxury store.

Looking at bags and scarves through the glass window.

I feel like my bank account balance is trembling.

"Cao Cao, what do you think I should give him as a gift?"

I suspect this is an old man who loves to spend money.

The system was thoroughly analyzed.

[Living in a manor like that, with tons of rare pets, would cost you enough to live on for half your life.]

He won't care about anything you give him...

[Give someone a Hermès scarf, and they'll complain it's not soft enough even to wipe their wine glasses.]

"Sigh, it's perfect that things here are too expensive for me to afford."

Li Yaoyao turned around with a sigh of relief.

"Let's go."

"Li Yaoyao?"

A cool yet familiar voice came from behind her, like a needle pricking the back of her neck.

Li Yaoyao turned around and saw Shen Qiongluo and her best friend walking out of the store.

The two people were carrying large and small bags, the logos on the paper bags gleaming in the sunlight.

Shen Qionglu wore an apricot-colored French-style dress, and her long hair was loosely tied into a low ponytail with a silk scarf. She was "exquisite" from head to toe.

Shen Qiongluo's gaze swept from Li Yaoyao's empty hands to the door of the luxury store behind her.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of her lips.

"What's a penniless wretch doing here? Don't tell me you're here to buy something... I won't believe you."

Her best friend pretended to be surprised and covered her mouth.

"Oh my god, is she following you again? Luo Luo, she's like a ghost that won't leave you alone!"

Shen Qionglu rolled her eyes.

Her fluttering eyelashes carried a sharp, irritating aura.

"You're a real pervert."

"Li Yaoyao, do you believe I'll call the police and have you arrested right now?"

"Stalking and harassment, you'll be in big trouble."

Li Yaoyao frowned.

She pouted, her lips slightly pouting on her round face.

This sounds like she's sulking, or perhaps she's brewing some bad idea.

In the past, she probably would have just lowered her head and left.

However, today, she decided to "take things a step further" in her relationship with Shen Qiongluo.

She stared weakly at Shen Qiongluo, but her eyes were unusually bright.

Then she took a step, moving closer to Shen Qiongluo step by step.

Each step was small, but each step forced Shen Qiongluo to retreat an inch.

When she could retreat no further, Shen Qiongluo's back collided with the leather-covered cylinder behind her.

Li Yaoyao didn't stop.

She moved as close as she could possibly get.

They were so close that their breaths mingled.

Shen Qiongluo was half a head taller than her, but at this moment it was Shen Qiongluo who was looking up at her.

The tips of her ears began to turn red, and her voice stammered.

"What...what are you doing!"

Li Yaoyao chuckled.

The "hum" was soft and gentle, like a cat purring.

Then she raised her right hand, bent her index finger, and gently lifted Shen Qiongluo's chin with her knuckle.

It was just the right amount of pressure, lifting her face up by about half an inch.

She even ran her thumb along Shen Qiongluo's jawline, the touch as light as if she were petting an expensive cat.

"Don't even think about getting rid of me."

Li Yaoyao tilted her head, her voice soft and gentle.

"I'm sticking with you."

Before Shen Qiongluo could react, she let go of her hand, turned around, and ran away.

The canvas shoes clattered on the marble floor, and the canvas bag swung back and forth behind him.

Like a rabbit that steals a piece of vegetable and then runs away.

They disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Shen Qiongluo remained standing in the same spot.

Her best friend called her three times, but she didn't respond.

She only snapped out of her daze when her best friend waved her hand in front of her.

The warm touch of Li Yaoyao's knuckles still lingered on her chin.

The small patch of skin that was touched felt numb, as if it had been electrified.

The scene from earlier kept replaying in her mind.

Li Yaoyao's curved lips and her incredibly bright eyes.

Those eyes blinked in front of her face, and when their eyelashes brushed against the tip of her nose, they created a light, ticklish breeze.

Shen Qiongluo shuddered, as if something had shot up from her tailbone to the back of her head.

"Depend on--"

She cursed in disgust and shook her head to get rid of the image.

Then she grabbed her best friend's arm and strode towards the parking lot.

"unlucky!"

But the tips of her ears were still red.