The voluptuous and beautiful nanny, Technician Shen fell for her.

"Enter."

A man's hoarse, dry voice came from inside.

Su Nianhe pushed open the door.

The curtains were half-drawn, letting in the morning sunlight.

Shen Huai leaned against the headboard, pressing his fingers to his brow.

He changed into a white shirt, all the buttons undone, his face pale from the hangover, and his eyes full of impatient fatigue.

Su Nianhe didn't dare to look too long. She carried the tray to the bedside table, put down the bowl, and said in a very soft voice, "Technician Shen, Aunt Liu asked me to bring you some hangover soup."

Shen Huai stopped rubbing his temples and looked up at her.

My memories of last night are fragmented, like shards of broken glass.

He remembered Li Tiejun, the restaurant, and himself pushing open the door to go back inside.

What remained was chaos.

He vaguely remembered holding someone and kissing them for a long time.

He looked at Su Nianhe standing in front of him.

Today she wore a blue long-sleeved blouse with a floral print, the collar buttoned up tightly. She had her head down, her hands clasped in front of her, and her shoulders tense, looking just like a frightened rabbit.

"Just put it there," Shen Huai said, his voice hoarse.

Su Nianhe felt as if she had been granted a pardon, and turned to walk out the door, her steps so fast that she almost tripped over herself.

"etc."

Su Nianhe stood rooted to the spot, her back drenched in cold sweat.

Shen Huai watched her retreating figure, his gaze lingering on her flushed ears, and asked slowly, "Who took me back to my room last night?"

Su Nianhe turned around, rubbed her palms on her trouser leg, and lied with a forced smile: "It was Mayor Shen and Aunt Liu. I heard a noise when I got up in the middle of the night, but I didn't dare to come out to see."

Shen Huai looked at her, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, his head throbbing as if it were being pounded with awls.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go downstairs now. There's still work to be done in the kitchen." Su Nianhe said softly, and then tried to slip away.

Shen Huai picked up the bowl of hangover soup and took a sip.

The spiciness of the ginger went down my throat, making my stomach feel better and my mind clearer.

He put down his bowl and suddenly asked, "What happened to your hand?"

Su Nianhe was startled and instinctively hid her right hand behind her back.

There was a very faint red mark on the lower part of the web of her right hand, which was caused by his teeth when she covered his mouth last night.

"No, nothing, I just accidentally bumped into it while chopping vegetables this morning."

Shen Huai didn't say anything, but stood up and took two long strides to walk up to her.

His tall stature exuded a strong sense of oppression, and the smell of alcohol mixed with his usual soapy scent wafted over you.

Su Nianhe was so frightened that she stepped back, her back pressed against the door.

Shen Huai didn't give her a chance to dodge. He reached out and grabbed her right wrist, pulling her in front of him.

"Did you get it from hitting your head?" Shen Huai lowered his head.

"It hit the cutting board when I was slicing ginger!" Su Nianhe argued, her face flushed.

The two were too close.

Shen Huai's gaze darkened as he looked at her flustered state.

"Get out." He turned around and didn't look at her again.

Su Nianhe scrambled out of the room, closing the door tightly behind her.

Shen Huai stood still and rubbed his fingers together.

He went to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and splashed cold water on his face, but he couldn't suppress the inexplicable anger in his heart.

He felt that there was something seriously wrong with his thinking.

He thought of the first night Su Nianhe came to his house.

Beside the water trough in the yard.

That very night, he had a very filthy dream about the girl, and it was quite a crazy dream.

He had another dream last night. Although the dream was fragmented and blurry due to the effects of alcohol, he subconsciously felt that it was Su Nianhe.

He wondered if his thoughts were becoming filthy again, as he kept having dreams about Su Nianhe.

Shen Huai tugged at his shirt collar in frustration.

I took a cold shower, letting the icy water wash over my body, trying to extinguish the inexplicable heat in my heart.

After showering and changing clothes, I went downstairs and found the Shen family already having breakfast.

Liu Huizhen sat at the dining table. When she saw him come down, she casually muttered, "Xiao Huai, how much did you drink last night? You lay on the bed without even taking off your shoes. If it weren't for your dad's help, I wouldn't have been able to get you up."

Shen Huai pulled out a chair and sat down, casually asking, "How...did I get back to my room last night?"

Liu Huizhen picked up her bowl and took a sip of porridge: "You went back by yourself. I heard footsteps on the stairs, and when I came out to check, you were already inside, and the door wasn't closed properly. When I went in, I saw you lying stiffly on the bed, reeking of alcohol."

Shen Huai's mind was in turmoil, and his head was throbbing.

Did he go back to his room by himself?

What was going on in the dream? Was it really just a hallucination caused by being drunk? Was he dreaming again?

I tried to recall what happened last night, but my temples were throbbing from the hangover.

Sitting opposite her, Wang Liping rolled her eyes. Still worried about Shen Huai, she decided to test him to see if he was busy or had gone to see Su Nianhe.

She feigned concern and asked, "Xiao Huai, I heard you went to the textile factory's social event last night? Did you take a fancy to any of the female employees?"

Shen Huai paused in his chopsticks, but didn't reply.

Seeing that he remained silent, Wang Liping continued, "Although the female employees in the factory have secure jobs, their family backgrounds are still somewhat lacking. For a family like ours, the Shen family, we still need to find someone of equal social standing. Like the niece of Vice Mayor Li next door, she's quite good; she's beautiful and her family has connections."

"Sister-in-law," Shen Huai put down his chopsticks, his tone indifferent, "My affairs are none of your concern."

Wang Liping was taken aback, her face turning somewhat pale, but she dared not say another word.

In the kitchen.

Su Nianhe listened to the conversation outside, her fingers gripping the rag tightly.

Right.

These four words were like a mountain, pressing down on her and making it hard for her to breathe.

She looked down at her faded floral blouse and felt a pang of bitterness.

Wang Liping is right. How could someone like Shen Huai possibly fall for a nanny from the countryside?

What happened last night was just that he was drunk and mistook her for someone else.

She absolutely cannot have any more improper thoughts.

After breakfast, Shen Huai grabbed his briefcase and headed out to the factory.

He has to oversee the debugging of a batch of new machines today, so he doesn't have time to stay at home.

Su Nianhe only dared to come out and clear the table after all the Shen family members had left.

She carried the dishes into the kitchen, and just as she turned on the tap, she heard a noise coming from the yard.

Peeking out, I saw Zhao Qiang with one arm in a sling, peering around outside the gate of the courtyard.

Su Nianhe's heart tightened.

Why is that scoundrel Zhao Qiang here again?

When Zhao Qiang saw Su Nianhe, his eyes lit up. He lowered his voice and called out through the iron gate, "Su Nianhe, come out for a moment, I have something to say to you."

Su Nianhe certainly wouldn't go out.

She took two steps back warily and asked through the door, "What are you going to do?"

"Don't be afraid. My hand is in this state, what can I do to you?" Zhao Qiang shook his arm, which was in a cast. "I'm here to bring you something."

"I don't want your things." Su Nianhe turned to leave.

"Hey, hey, don't go!" Zhao Qiang cried out anxiously. "It's about Shen Huai! Don't you want to hear it?"

Su Nianhe paused in her steps.

About Shen Huai?

She hesitated for a moment, then walked to the iron gate and looked at Zhao Qiang through it: "What is it?"

Zhao Qiang chuckled, revealing a set of yellow teeth: "I saw it that afternoon. That kid Shen Huai stood up for you and chased Aunt Zhang and the others away. You two were standing under the tree, all lovey-dovey, whispering to each other."

Su Nianhe's face paled: "Don't talk nonsense! Technician Shen was just passing by and helped me out of that predicament. We didn't say anything!"

"Give me a break!" Zhao Qiang spat. "Shen Huai is such a cold-faced guy, he doesn't like to talk to anyone. Why would he care about a nanny like you? Do you think I'm blind?"

He leaned closer and lowered his voice: "Su Nianhe, have you hooked up with Shen Huai? Has that kid slept with you?"

"Shut up!" Su Nianhe trembled with anger, her eyes instantly turning red.

No matter how much she tried to endure it, she couldn't stand others using such vulgar language to insult her and Shen Huai.

"Don't push your luck!" Zhao Qiang snapped, angered by her outburst. "You think Shen Huai would actually be interested in you? He's just playing with you! Once he's done, he'll kick you to the curb, and you'll have nowhere to cry!"

Su Nianhe gritted her teeth, fighting back tears: "Go! If you don't leave, I'll call for help!"

"Shout! Shout all you want!" Zhao Qiang shouted arrogantly. "Bring out the entire Shen family so everyone can hear how you, this country nanny, seduced the young master of the main family!"

Su Nianhe was so angry at his shameless behavior that she couldn't speak.

She turned and ran into the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, rushed into the yard, and pointed at Zhao Qiang through the iron gate: "Are you getting out of here or not! If you don't leave, I'll kill you!"

Zhao Qiang was startled.

He never expected that this seemingly gentle village girl would dare to pull out a knife when pushed to the limit.

He took two steps back, his voice laced with bravado, and cursed, "You win! Su Nianhe, you just wait! I'll get you sooner or later!"

After saying that, he turned and slunk away.