After becoming a widow, I became the apple of a rough man's eye.

Song Weihe quickly grabbed the candy, unwrapped it, and popped it into her mouth. Only after the sweet, milky flavor melted in her mouth did she finally calm down a bit.

"My sister is still the best." Song Weihe mumbled, her mouth full of candy, "Unlike some people who just keep putting on a sour face."

As she ate the candy, she began to look around the room again.

"How can anyone live in this place? There isn't even a decent bed." Song Weihe looked at the benches with disdain. "Mu Wenbin, are you going to sleep here?"

"The road is blocked; we can't get out," Mu Wenbin said succinctly.

"So I can't leave either?" Song Weihe's eyes darted around. "Fine, then this young lady will reluctantly stay here for the night. But speaking of which..."

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Li Dongye, who had been hiding in the corner like an invisible person.

"Hey, Mu Yunqi."

Li Dongye stiffened for a moment, but didn't look up.

"How long are you going to hide?" Song Weihe crunched the candy in her mouth. "Mu Wenbin got a serious disciplinary action because of your petty affair, even his promotion was blocked, and he still has to come all the way to this godforsaken place to find you. Are you just going to cower like this?"

The air in the room froze instantly.

Even the sound of rain outside seemed to have subsided.

Qin Lie paused, his hand holding the cigarette still, and his sharp gaze swept towards Mu Wenbin.

Only Lin Qingqing looked blankly at him. She looked at this person and then at that person, and finally her gaze fell on Li Dongye.

Li Dongye slowly raised his head, his face, which usually wore a roguish smile, was now blank.

"Disciplinary action?" Li Dongye's voice was a little hoarse. "What kind of disciplinary action?"

"you do not know?"

Song Weihe looked surprised, then seemed to understand something, and pointed at Mu Wenbin:

"Oh, he didn't tell you?"

That's true, he's the kind of person who's so concerned with saving face that he'd rather suffer than admit it.

"It's that mess we made in J City last time; Mu Wenbin got a major demerit."

At this point, Song Weihe seemed somewhat pleased: "But there's a good and a bad side! When are you going back to be my bodyguard? You should really reflect on your terrible temper!"

"Song Weihe!"

Mu Wenbin sternly stopped him, "That's enough."

Song Weihe shrank back, startled by his shout: "You're yelling at me? Mu Wenbin, you dare yell at me?"

"I didn't yell at you." Mu Wenbin took a deep breath, his tone softening considerably, but his face was extremely grim.

Li Dongye stood up.

The chair made a screeching sound behind him.

He looked at Mu Wenbin, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but it was as if something was blocking his throat.

"I'm going to check on my second brother."

Li Dongye threw down those words, turned around and walked towards the west room. His back looked a bit disheveled, as if he were fleeing in panic.

The curtain in the west room was lifted and then lowered again, blocking the view from the outside.

"Deep affection and loyalty," Gu Qiangying said, pushing up his glasses with a cool tone.

Mu Wenbin ignored Gu Qiangying's sarcasm, only looking at Song Weihe with a warning in his eyes: "So talkative, shall I send you to learn a language when we get back?"

Song Weihe pursed her lips and stopped mentioning it, instead turning her attention to the issue of accommodation for the night.

"Um, where am I sleeping tonight?"

She looked around and pointed to the two benches: "I'm not sleeping on these broken wooden planks, they're too uncomfortable."

"Change your clothes first." Mu Wenbin glanced around. "I'll tidy up the car. You can use it for the next few days..."

"No!" Song Weihe's temper flared up. "I want to sleep in the bed!"

She pointed to the door in the east room: "That's my sister's room, right? I'll sleep with her!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the men in the room all changed.

This woman wants to barge in as soon as she arrives?

"No way." Qin Lie refused decisively.

"Why not?" Song Weihe stood up, hands on her hips. "I'm a woman, and she's a woman. What's wrong with us sleeping in the same room? Do you expect me to squeeze in with all of you stinky men?"

She walked over to Lin Qingqing, took her arm, and nuzzled her head against Lin Qingqing's shoulder.

"Little sister, you definitely won't mind letting me stay for one night, right? Look how pitiful I am, with the rain pouring down outside and thunder..."

Lin Qingqing's body stiffened as she was rubbed against her.

This woman is so soft and fragrant; she's a completely different species from the stiff men in my house.

She looked at Qin Lie for help.

Before Qin Lie could speak, Song Weihe interrupted, "Besides, if I sleep in that room, I can keep an eye on things for you, so that no shameless people will climb over the wall in the middle of the night."

These words were loaded with meaning, and Jiang He's face immediately darkened.

"Who are you cursing?" Jiang He gritted his teeth.

"I'll scold whoever answers me." Song Weihe made a face at him.

In the end, it was Mu Wenbin who made the decision.

"Alright." Mu Wenbin rubbed his temples; his head had been throbbing all night. "Song Weihe will sleep in the east room. I'll sleep on a makeshift bed on the floor outside the east room."

"Why are you standing at the door?" Jiang He protested. "That's my sister's room."

"Because I need to keep an eye on her," Mu Wenbin said, pointing to Song Weihe, "so she doesn't tear the roof off in the middle of the night."

In the east room.

Lin Qingqing spread out the quilt and stood somewhat awkwardly to one side.

Song Weihe, on the other hand, was quite at ease. She kicked the high heels that had caused her so much suffering far away, then pounced on the bed and rolled around in the soap-scented bedding.

"Wow, so soft." Song Weihe lay on the bed, resting her chin on her hands as she looked at Lin Qingqing. "Qingqing, you smell so good. What soap are you using?"

"It's just... ordinary," Lin Qingqing said softly.

"You're kidding." Song Weihe grinned and reached out to pull Lin Qingqing up. "Come on up, let's go to sleep."

Lin Qingqing was pulled down onto the bed by her.

The rain was still falling outside, pattering against the window paper.

Inside the main room, Mu Wenbin actually moved a stool across the doorway of the east room and sat there looking utterly hopeless.

Qin Lie and Jiang He squeezed to the other side.

In the darkness, Jiang He rolled over and kicked the wall with a thud.

"Behave yourself," Qin Lie snapped in a low voice.

"Big brother, that guy surnamed Mu is right outside my sister's door." Jiang He gritted his teeth. "I get annoyed just hearing him breathing there."

"Bear with it," Qin Lie said with his eyes closed. "No need to be wary of him."

In the east room, Song Weihe was still not sleepy.

She turned to the side, using the faint light coming in from the window to look at Lin Qingqing's sleeping face.

"Hey, Qingqing," Song Weihe lowered her voice and asked mysteriously, "Which of those five men outside do you like?"

Lin Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

"I...they are my cousins."

"Tch, don't give me that." Song Weihe rolled her eyes. "Only that blockhead Mu Wenbin can't see it. I figured it out at a glance."

She leaned close to Lin Qingqing's ear, her warm breath brushing against Lin Qingqing's neck, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

"Tell me, have you... tried them all?"

Lin Qingqing's face instantly turned bright red, and she shrank into the quilt, covering her head completely.

"No...no! Go to sleep!"

Song Weihe giggled and patted Lin Qingqing's bottom through the blanket.

"What's there to be shy about? I'm a returned overseas student, I'm not like those old fogies."

She yawned and rolled over to lie flat.

"But don't be afraid. Although Mu Wenbin looks fierce, he's actually very principled. Even if he finds out something, he won't go around spreading rumors."