My girlfriend isn't as cute as me.

Lin Jiu tried smelling her hands; they smelled milky and similar to Wang Yuting's scent.

Both of them now use the same shampoo and shower gel, but Wang Yuting uses toner to replenish skin moisture and serum to moisturize, deciding whether to use lotion or cream depending on the weather. Lin Jiu, on the other hand, is used to applying a little water to his face with a soap bar, while most ordinary men simply wash their faces with water and call it a day.

Lin Jiu went to the balcony and hung the dress on the clothes rack. He relaxed his shoulders slightly and revealed a faint smile. Perhaps because he now smelled similar to Wang Yuting, Lin Jiu didn't feel so lonely anymore.

"I bought enough groceries last night, and there's nothing I urgently need in terms of furniture or other items, so I don't need to go downstairs to buy anything..." Lin Jiu sat on the sofa, flipping through the diary in her mind, checking if she had forgotten anything.

"Ok?"

Lin Jiu saw her phone light up and instinctively got up from the sofa to unlock it.

I thought it was a WeChat message from Wang Yuting, or that Officer Li had something to tell me, but it wasn't either.

This is a call blocking alert.

"..."

Lin Jiu has blacklisted two phone numbers in total.

He gently tilted his head back, exhaled, and then crossed out the message.

dont see.

He doesn't look at anyone, no matter who it is.

Don't ruin my life now...no...

"jingle--"

The doorbell rang, and Lin Jiu unconsciously tensed his muscles, standing as straight as a pine tree. His fingers, gripping the phone tightly, were pale from the force, the knuckles clearly visible, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

It's still early, Yuting shouldn't be back so soon...

So, who could it be?

Lin Jiu exhaled softly, lowered her feet, and moved silently toward the door like a cat.

"Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling—"

The doorbell rang again.

Lin Jiu arrived at the door. Nowadays, most doors have peepholes so residents can see who's outside. Wang Yuting's door was no exception, but unfortunately... Lin Jiu wasn't tall enough to see it.

Even if he stood on tiptoe, he couldn't reach it.

Damn it!!!

How could this be repaired?!

Just as Lin Jiu was about to go back and bring a chair over, a sound came from outside the door.

"Hello, Dongfeng Express, is anyone home?"

"..."

Lin Jiu's ears twitched.

He memorized the other person's voice and mentally searched for matching bands, and the result was... no duplicates.

In other words, this is a complete stranger.

Lin Jiu then opened the door halfway, observing the person outside through the iron gate.

He was an ordinary courier, wearing a formal uniform and a hat with the "Dongfeng Express" logo on it.

"Are you Ms. Wang? You have a package." The deliveryman smiled.

"...Was that Wang Yuting's package?"

"Yes! Hello, if it wasn't signed for by the person in question, could you please provide her mobile phone number?"

"Ah."

Lin Jiu didn't need to search through his memory bookshelf; he naturally recited Wang Yuting's phone number. As for how he knew it, it was from a note Officer Li handed him at the Wango convenience store the night before last.

Then he memorized it.

"Okay! The phone number matches."

The deliveryman unloaded a large box from the trolley. Lin Jiu glanced at him warily and opened the iron gate.

The box was heavy, and I didn't know what was inside, but judging from the shipping label, it was indeed Wang Yuting's.

"Let me push it for you."

"……Thanks."

The deliveryman very politely helped Lin Jiu push the package inside the door. He was considerate of Lin Jiu's feelings throughout and never put a hand inside the house.

"Hello, please sign your name." The deliveryman showed his phone to Lin Jiu.

"Ok."

Lin Jiu laboriously pushed the box into the house, drew an electronic signature on the other person's phone, and clicked confirm.

The deliveryman smiled at Lin Jiu and said admiringly, "Little sister, you're really amazing. You're already looking after the house at such a young age. When your older sister comes back, I'll make sure she praises you."

"..."

Lin Jiu was at a loss for words.

He nodded, then quickly closed the door.

"Ahhh!"

Lin Jiu squatted on the ground, covered her face with her hands, and let out a silent roar in her heart.

He completely forgot he was wearing a skirt!

It's become a habit without me even realizing it!

Lin Jiu blushed, touched her skirt, and felt complicated.

"...Can't you really tell at all?"

Do I really look that good in a dress?

He thought about it for a moment, then suddenly shuddered and quickly shook his head to banish the terrible idea from his mind.

terrible!

Just as Lin Jiu was feeling extremely troubled...

Wang Yuting carried Lin Jiu's beloved wife's lunchbox and prepared to head to the seventh-floor cafeteria.

"Ok?"

Wang Yuting felt her phone vibrate and instinctively picked it up to look at it.

Your package has been signed for.

A delivery? Wang Yuting blinked, then belatedly remembered that she had sent a WeChat message to her family the day before yesterday. She hadn't expected the package to arrive so quickly; it seemed like the whole family was efficiency fanatics.

Wang Yuting casually clicked on the details, glanced at it, and paused slightly.

As she looked at the line of words above, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

"My family has already received it on my behalf."

Chapter Thirty-Four: A hero cannot desert his post!

(This chapter has been revised once before it was approved, so there may be some misalignment between the text and the original. Please forgive me.)

"……I'm back."

Wang Yuting let out a mournful cry like a corporate slave.

She dragged her tired body to her doorstep, took out her key, and opened the door.

Although she said she would kill anyone who made her work overtime tonight, she still did.

When we were preparing to close up shop at 10:30 p.m., I don't know why the fourth floor was so busy; the customers were reluctant to leave. Both the staff and customers had kind, fatherly smiles on their faces, and the entire fourth floor felt as harmonious as a senior citizens' activity center.

After the customers leave and the mall is cleared out, Wang Yuting still has to check if any shops have turned off their power and if there are any obstructions under the roller shutters. Finally, after her colleagues from the security department check again to confirm that there are no problems, she can sign in and clock out.

It's already midnight, and I don't know if Lin Jiu is asleep yet.

Wang Yuting was conflicted.

On one hand, she hoped Lin Jiu had gone to sleep, since he was still at an age where he was growing, and staying up late was bad for his health. He had a cold and fever on Friday night, and if he didn't rest properly, it might affect his schoolwork the next day. If he got sick at school, should she ask for leave to pick him up from school...?

On the other hand, Wang Yuting is not some saintly white lotus; she certainly has her own ulterior motives.

Who doesn't want to go home and see their loved one? Who doesn't want to come home hungry only to be greeted by a delicious meal?! Who doesn't want to hug and pet their loved one, smelling and cuddling them?! I'm so happy!!

Therefore, it is clear that no one can condemn Wang Yuting; no one can.

There is no Cao traitor in the world, everyone is a Cao traitor.

Kou can go, so can I!

"Ah, welcome back."

Lin Jiu emerged from the kitchen with a gentle smile on his face, a warm smile that dispelled the chill of the late night. He was still wearing an apron, the wine-red skirt swaying gently with his slender waist, revealing his fair and jade-like legs.

"Ah, I'm dead."

Wang Yuting smiled, closed her eyes, and staggered to the ground in the entryway, her face serene.

A critical strike.

The results were outstanding.

Wang Yuting has lost her ability to fight.

"What's wrong? Is work that hard?"

Lin Jiu's eyes widened, and she rushed over without even putting down the spatula in her hand.

He then discovered that Wang Yuting was covering her face with her hands and making strange noises.

"Ahhh, an angel! There's an angel in my house..."

Wang Yuting lay on her back on the floor without any regard for her image, rolling around on the entryway floor.

"Waaah... I came home to be greeted by such a lovely angel, is this heaven?"