Nian Ueno

Xiao Zhou opened his eyes wide and looked at Jiang Weixi, his eyes flashing with surprise: What's going on?

He was just back to pick up a document for Mr. Ji, how did he end up witnessing this scene?

Miss Jiang went on a blind date behind Mr. Ji's back? Mr. Ji's hair looks a bit green...

Jiang Weixi was utterly speechless at the man she was meeting on a blind date.

Wu Le continued, "This Ms. Jiang says she's single, but in my opinion, she's lying. You're her boyfriend, right? She's trying to have her cake and eat it too."

He looked completely certain, believing his guess was absolutely correct.

Xiao Zhou was even more confused.

What is all this?

How did he become Miss Jiang's boyfriend?

If Mr. Ji hears this, what if he misunderstands? Will he be able to keep his job?

Xiao Zhou opened his mouth, about to explain, when the security guard drove up in a patrol car.

Where are the suspicious individuals?

Jiang Weixi pointed at Wu Le: "It's him. This person isn't from our neighborhood. He was following me, acting suspiciously."

The two security guards asked Wu Le to show his identification, but he naturally couldn't. He had sneaked in by following someone else, Jiang Weixi.

The security guards, naturally obligated to protect the resident, escorted him out, saying, "No one other than residents of this community or visitors is allowed to linger."

Seeing this, Wu Le prepared to leave, glanced at the man with a dark face, and raised an eyebrow triumphantly.

After that provocation, she's probably in for a beating.

I've heard that some of the sugar daddies are quite perverted. I wonder how she'll be treated?

Wu Le shook his head inwardly. What a pity, she really was quite beautiful. But women who had been kept by sugar daddies were not suitable for marriage; they were the most promiscuous.

Jiang Weixi couldn't help but complain, "There are all kinds of people in this world!"

Xiao Zhou accidentally stumbled upon some juicy gossip and is now in an awkward situation, unsure of what to say.

The two stood there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Jiang Weixi asked him, "You've come here?"

Xiao Zhou quickly replied, "Oh, I'm here to get something for Mr. Ji. I need to go upstairs. Is that convenient for you?"

"Okay, come with me." Jiang Weixi turned and entered the stairwell. "What do you need?"

"A document is in Mr. Ji's study."

"it is good."

Xiao Zhou quickly grabbed the documents and left. Back in his office, after much hesitation, he still truthfully relayed the gossip to Ji Dongxun.

Jiang Weixi was about to take a shower when she suddenly sneezed three times.

She soaked in the bathtub, muttering to herself, "Who's talking about it?"

After taking a shower, she took an afternoon nap. When she woke up, she found a missed call on her phone.

It was Du Wei calling.

Jiang Weixi ignored her, but could roughly guess what she was going to say.

The house is a bit messy; it hasn't been cleaned in a long time.

Jiang Weixi originally wanted to clean up herself, but when she bent over, she felt a pain in her back and gave up.

The house is big, so cleaning it is a hassle.

She nestled on the sofa, opened her phone, and booked a housekeeping service for 150 yuan for two hours.

A little while later, the cleaning lady came to clean the house.

The fruit slices that Jiang Weixi ordered arrived. She turned on the projector in the living room and selected a movie she liked to play.

The housekeeper came over after cleaning and said, "Okay, would you like to check it? If you're satisfied, please give us a good review."

Jiang Weixi took a look around; the room was clean and tidy, and everything was in perfect order.

"Yes, it's fine."

The housekeeper glanced at the empty fruit slices on the coffee table and asked, "Do you need any other services? Like cooking?"

"Can I still make dinner?"

"Yes, miss, we do offer cooking services, but you will need to provide the ingredients."

"How much does it cost?"

"75 yuan per hour."

Jiang Weixi added 75 yuan for her to cook dinner: "You can use whatever ingredients are in the refrigerator."

"Okay, do you prefer your food saltier or milder?"

"Less oil and less salt."

"One meat dish, one vegetable dish, and a soup, how about that?"

"Can."

Jiang Weixi sat on the sofa waiting for dinner to be served.

Grandma Ji had previously said she wanted to hire a nanny for her, but she said she didn't need it because she wasn't used to being waited on by a nanny. Now... well... she really likes it.

It turns out that these trivial matters can be solved with just a little money. It's really nice to have someone do the housework when you're feeling lazy.

However, she wouldn't have thought it was a small amount of money before.

An hour later, the housekeeper left, and Jiang Weixi enjoyed her dinner.

Ji Dongxun's return time is unpredictable, but it's always very late. The two of them have never eaten dinner together at home, only occasionally having breakfast together.

The aunt was a good cook, and Jiang Weixi stopped eating when she was only half full.

She gave a five-star review on the rating page and added a star to her favorites so she could call this auntie again next time.

It was already 8:30 p.m. After tidying up quickly, Jiang Weixi went upstairs to lie down and play on her phone.

Around 10 p.m., she heard noises downstairs and heard a door rattle.

It must be Ji Dongxun who has returned.

Jiang Weixi immediately got out of bed, went to the bathroom to fix her hair, applied peach-pink lip gloss, and then went downstairs wearing a pink slip dress.

Holding a water glass, she pretended to be going downstairs to get a drink and bumped into him by chance: "Hey, you're back?"

The wall lamps were on in the living room, and the light was dim.

Ji Dongxun had just taken off his coat and put on slippers when he walked in. He looked down and his pair of white legs were very attractive.

He looked away and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Jiang Weixi lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, and murmured softly, "I'm waiting for you."

"What are you waiting for me for?"

"Hmm..." She held out her palm. "Have you forgotten?"

Ji Dongxun paused for a moment: "Desensitization therapy?"

"Yes." She nodded. "It's time to move on to the next stage."

Ji Dongxun walked to the sofa, sat down, and tossed his tie aside: "Come here."

Jiang Weixi walked over and sat down next to him.

He held out his hand, palm up: "Come on."

"I'll put it up there right away. It might take a little longer today. Let me know immediately if you feel unwell."

"Um."

Jiang Weixi gently touched his palm with her fingertips, then tentatively placed her hand on it little by little, slowly pressing it completely against his palm, while observing his expression.

He had no expression; he was still the same as always.

Jiang Weixi pressed against his hand for several seconds, and seeing that he didn't seem to have any resistance, she simply took his hand in hers.

He visibly froze for a moment, then... squeezed her hand again, quickly released it, and pulled his hand back.

The two looked at each other, then simultaneously looked away.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little ambiguous.

Ji Dongxun gently pinched his fingers, seemingly not at all averse to her touch.