[Wrong Elevator, Wrong Door] (10-30) Author: No Cat Under Heaven

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Chapter 10 I Have a Temper Too

The five o'clock bell rang precisely on time. Cheng Xiaoyu was about to go downstairs with Song Xuewen when Yan Yu's
sinister rang out from the inner room, "Cheng Xiaoyu, come here for a moment."

Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to let Song Xuewen go first, and reluctantly walked to Yan Yu's desk. "Mr. Yan,
what can I do for you?"

Yan Yu handed a stack of documents to Cheng Xiaoyu. "
Compile and send it to my email. Make a comparative table, you understand?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was clearly free after three o'clock this afternoon, why didn't Yan Yu give her the documents then, but only after
work? Cheng Xiaoyu dared not speak out, and could only say "I understand" in a bad mood, and took the documents back to
her seat to organize them.

Fortunately, the data wasn't too much, and Cheng Xiaoyu finished preparing the spreadsheet and sent it to Yan Yu's
email in less than half an hour. She picked up her bag and walked to Yan Yu's desk. "Mr. Yan, I've sent you the data you
requested May I leave now?"

Yan Yu looked up and said, "Why are you so formal? We're so familiar."

Cheng Xiaoyu wanted to tell Yan Yu, "How are we familiar, Mr. Yan!" But she knew that if she said that,
this scoundrel Yan Yu would lean in and say, "Xiaoyu, we've already been completely honest with each other,
how could we not be familiar?" So Cheng Xiaoyu chose to purse her lips and not answer Yan Yu.

Yan Yu turned off his computer, stood up, and said, "Let's go, it's time for dinner." He walked to the office door, but
Cheng Xiaoyu was still standing at the desk.

Yan Yu turned back to look at Cheng Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "President Yan, we already had lunch together, why do we have to eat together again tonight?"

Yan Yu, with one hand in his pocket, replied, "We eat together after work. Cheng Xiaoyu, actually, I'm a very warm leader towards
my subordinates ."

"I still have a few bags of snacks at home, I won't starve."

"Snacks can't be eaten as meals, they're not nutritious."

Cheng Xiaoyu bit her lip and said, "Yan Yu, what exactly do you mean? Do you want to pursue me? Let me tell you,
even if you treat me to a thousand meals, I won't fall for you."

"I just don't want the people who owe me money to starve. But since you say that, I'd like to ask you, why
won't you like me even if I treat you to a thousand meals?"

Cheng Xiaoyu's expression suddenly became too empty and lonely, as if she had suddenly become a stranger. In the dim twilight, her
dark eyes seemed to hold an indescribable darkness. She said, "I just wo
n't like someone. Yan Yu, you'll regret it someday."

Yan Yu approached Cheng Xiaoyu, his usually languid peach blossom eyes sharpening. "Why are you so sure,
Cheng Xiaoyu? What have you been through?"

Yan Yu saw a hint of panic in Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes. She said, "It has nothing to do with the past. I simply don't
like guys like you." With that, she turned and went back to her seat to pack her things. Her reaction
was clearly panicked. She had just finished packing and brought her bag into his office; why was she going back to pack now?

Yan Yu watched Cheng Xiaoyu, head down, organizing her things on the table. She had narrow shoulders and a slender frame;
her back view looked innocent and beautiful. Could it be that this girl he had always thought was innocent and cute, someone who would jump up and down at the slightest tease,
wasn't as simple as he imagined?

Yan Yu smiled. It didn't matter. He was never afraid of challenges; the higher the challenge, the more it ignited his fighting spirit.
"Cheng Xiaoyu, I'll see what kind of person you really are.

" Yan Yu walked behind Cheng Xiaoyu. "Stop tidying up, let's go eat."

Cheng Xiaoyu kept her head down, fiddling with the papers on the table. "I'm not eating."

"Don't act like a child. There's a restaurant near the company that has pretty good desserts, I'll take you."

Cheng Xiaoyu slammed the papers on the table. "I said I'm not going!"

Cheng Xiaoyu's voice was loud and her face was sour. Yan Yu was a little embarrassed and looked at her without saying anything.

Cheng Xiaoyu picked up her bag and stomped out the door, banging loudly on the office door.

The next day, when Cheng Xiaoyu delivered documents and picked up things for Yan Yu, she maintained a cold and aloof demeanor, as if she wanted to stay away.
At noon, Yan Yu invited her and Song Xuewen to lunch. She sat at her seat with her head down and said, "I'm not eating, you guys
go ahead."

Song Xuewen said, "Why aren't you eating?"

Cheng Xiaoyu maintained her expressionless face. "I'm on a diet."

"What diet?" Song Xuewen laughed. "Xiaoyu, you're not fat."

"I didn't sleep well last night, and now I want to sleep." Cheng Xiaoyu said, then lay down on the table, pretending to be asleep.

At noon, when Yan Yu and Song Xuewen were eating together, Song Xuewen said, "Xiaoyu, why are you like this today?
Is something bothering you?"

Since Yan Yu founded Ruiyu three years ago, Song Xuewen had been his assistant. The two were very close and
spoke casually when no one else was around.

Yan Yu said, "How would I know? If she doesn't want to eat, let her go hungry."

Song Xuewen said, "President Yan, don't you like Cheng Xiaoyu? I think she's a nice girl, quiet and
unobtrusive."

Yan Yu said, "What, you like her?"

Song Xuewen smiled, "Not really, we haven't known each other for more than a few days."

Yan Yu, "..."

When it was time to leave work today, Yan Yu didn't make any excuses to keep Cheng Xiaoyu, and Cheng Xiaoyu left with Song Xuewen.

Song Xuewen said, "Xiaoyu, you didn't eat lunch, you must be starving now?"

Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head, "No, I ate two wafers later."

"Don't be like those girls who always go on diets, be careful you ruin your health."

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded.

"Take my car, I'll give you a ride home."

"No need, Brother Song, my house is nearby, it's just a short walk."

"Okay." Song Xuewen patted Cheng Xiaoyu's head. "If anything's bothering you
, tell Brother Song, I'll help you."

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded and waved goodbye to Song Xuewen.

Back home, Cheng Xiaoyu sighed at the last bag of 1.5 yuan potato chips on the table, so depressed she didn't even
want to watch the latest American drama. Dinner? Forget it, I'll save it for breakfast tomorrow. But what about tomorrow noon?
…Or maybe I should borrow fifty yuan from Song Xuewen to buy some instant noodles, enough to last until next Wednesday. But the thought
of borrowing money from a guy I liked but wasn't very familiar with made Cheng Xiaoyu's face flush red. She'd only been in
the same office for two days and she was already asking him for money—what would Song Xuewen think of her?! A penny can be a stumbling block
, Cheng Xiaoyu thought, tossing and turning in bed, feeling very conflicted…

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at the time on her computer screen; it was already past nine. She still felt very
hungry . Maybe she should go to sleep; she wouldn't feel hungry while she was asleep. Or maybe she should just eat it? She sometimes
didn't have a good appetite in the morning, so maybe she wouldn't feel hungry tomorrow morning. As Cheng Xiaoyu was making her calculations, she suddenly heard the sound of a key turning in the lock. She was startled and realized it was her neighbor coming home, opening the security door
they shared .
Although Cheng Xiaoyu was used to the sound of her neighbor opening the door so close it sounded like he was opening her
bedroom door, she still reflexively jumped in fright every time she heard the click of the key turning. She couldn't help it;
although she wasn't exactly timid, living alone as a girl, she was still easily frightened by the slightest disturbance.

After opening the security door, the neighbor rustled around and opened his wooden door. After getting through her "
daily continued contemplating the crucial life question of whether or not to eat, when suddenly she heard her neighbor's man
slurring his words, "Li Juanjuan, you slut, where have you been fooling around again!"

Cheng Xiaoyu's thoughts were interrupted, and her attention returned to her neighbor across the hall. She heard the
man, who seemed to be drunk, repeatedly cursing her as a slut and a womanizer, interspersed with
the sounds of things being smashed. Cheng Xiaoyu sighed inwardly; this kind of place was unbearable to live in. If she had some money, she'd better
move out. Even this run-down place costs 1,500 a month to rent, and slightly better places cost over 2,000
. Her current salary is only 2,500, and she has to wait another two months to get a permanent position. Sigh, she'll just have to bear with it. The beginning is always
the hardest; things will get better. The neighbor across the hall cursed for a while before gradually stopping.
Just as Cheng Xiaoyu calmed down, there were two knocks on her bedroom door.

Startled, Cheng Xiaoyu sat up abruptly. "Who is it?"

the man across the hall, speaking with a strong provincial accent, said gruffly. "It's me, young lady, open the door."

"What do you want?" "

I need to talk to you, girl, open the door first."

"I don't know you. What do you want?"

"...I need to borrow something, lend me something." The man was clearly still drunk, his words
mumbled .

"What do you need to borrow?"

The man thought for a moment and said, "A kettle, I need to borrow a kettle. Sister, open the door, we're neighbors,
what are you afraid of? Open the door, hehehe."

The man's laughter sent chills down Cheng Xiaoyu's spine. She shouted, "I don't have a kettle, stop knocking!"

"How can you not have a kettle? Sometimes I can hear you boiling water inside when I open the door. You little girl
never , do you city girls look down on me? Open the door, open the door for me!"

Hearing the banging on the door, Cheng Xiaoyu quickly got off the bed and stood by the table. She truly regretted
not buying a cell phone, saying she only wanted to live alone and never have any contact with anyone again,
but in this situation, she couldn't even call 110. Cheng Xiaoyu was so anxious that tears were about to come out. Seeing the dilapidated
wooden door shaking from the banging, she grabbed the fruit knife on the table and stood trembling in front of the door.

Chapter 11 A Night of Terror

Cheng Xiaoyu stood at the door, a fruit knife in her hand. "If you kick the door again, I'll scream!"

The drunkard outside hesitated for a moment, then kicked the door even harder. Cheng Xiaoyu
screamed for help twice, but the security door was fairly soundproof, and her voice was barely audible in the hallway. Unfortunately
, no one was home at the nearest house tonight; no one would come to her rescue. Cheng Xiaoyu opened the window and screamed for help outside
, but the small street outside, usually bustling in the evening, was now deserted, with all the shops closed and
no streetlights on.

Although the door was old, the drunkard couldn't open it after a few kicks, so he went back into his room, grabbed
a kitchen knife, and chopped heavily at the lock. Cheng Xiaoyu screamed in terror at the sound.

The cheap lock broke after a few blows, and the man kicked it again, pushing the door
open with a bang.

Cheng Xiaoyu stood leaning against the table, a fruit knife in her hand, as the man approached, a kitchen knife in hand.
His eyes were murky, his breath reeking of alcohol, and he stared intently at Cheng Xiaoyu. He had long harbored ill intentions towards the
pretty , and today, drunk and having been upset by a woman, he
took advantage of Cheng Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu had never experienced anything like this before; her hands holding the fruit knife trembled. The man
lunged at her with the kitchen knife, and Cheng Xiaoyu screamed, closing her eyes and swinging the knife at him.
The moment she felt the sharp sound and sensation of the knife cutting through skin, her limbs went weak, and
the man snatched the knife from her hand and threw it to the ground.

Cheng Xiaoyu opened her eyes. The man, his face dripping blood, was panting heavily, looking terrifyingly ferocious. He grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's
shoulders and shoved her onto the bed. Cheng Xiaoyu struggled fiercely, trying to break free of his grip.

The man said viciously, "Move again and I'll kill you!"

Cheng Xiaoyu ignored him and tried to grab the kitchen knife from his hand. The blade gleamed coldly as it
swung dangerously between their bodies. Cheng Xiaoyu was no match for the man's strength, and her arm was finally
slashed hard by the blade, leaving her powerless.

The man then forced Cheng Xiaoyu onto the bed, his rough hands impatiently
groping her body. The man's breath was foul and rotten; his gray-brown hair was greasy and dirty, and
the stench of his leather shoes wafted through the hallway… Cheng Xiaoyu bit down hard on the man's neck; the stench of his
sweat made her want to vomit.

The man slapped Cheng Xiaoyu across the face, "You slut!" and then ripped open the buttons of her shirt.

Cheng Xiaoyu's cheek burned, her mind reeling from the blow. If she were to be raped by someone like this,
she would rather die. Cheng Xiaoyu desperately tried to grab the man on top of her, leaving
several bloody scratches on his face and neck, but this couldn't stop his large hands from kneading her smooth, white breasts. Cheng Xiaoyu cried as she struggled...
She grabbed the man's hair, tearing a clump of hair from his head. The man cried out in pain, clutching
his head and slapping Cheng Xiaoyu again. Then, cursing, he
ripped off Cheng Xiaoyu's house shorts.

Suddenly, there were several heavy knocks on the door. "Cheng Xiaoyu, are you there?"

Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes widened as if she had seen a lifeline. That voice... it was Yan Yu! She
shouted , "Yan Yu, help!"

Yan Yu, who had been standing at the door, sensed something was wrong from the sounds inside. Now, hearing this, he was even more anxious. "
Cheng Xiaoyu , what's wrong?"

Cheng Xiaoyu bit hard on the hand the man frantically covered her mouth with. "Yan Yu, there's a bad man! He's
trying to rape me! Come save me!"

The man, enraged, grabbed a pillow and pressed it against Cheng Xiaoyu's face, sitting on top of her to immobilize her.
Cheng Xiaoyu continued to scream and resist, but her voice only muffled through the thick pillow.

Yan Yu slammed his foot on the security door. "You bastard in there, if you dare touch her again, I'll make sure you don't know how you die
tonight ! Open the door!"

The drunkard pinning Cheng Xiaoyu down was both angry and frightened by the noise outside. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and
a fierce glint flashed in his cloudy eyes. He pressed the pillow down on Cheng Xiaoyu's face even harder,
as if trying to suffocate her.

Yan Yu kicked the security door twice more, but it was made of iron, and he couldn't possibly break it.
The loud noise alerted the other guests on the second floor. A security door not far from Cheng Xiaoyu's room opened from
the inside , and a man stood in the doorway, sizing up Yan Yu. Yan Yu strode up to the man, who quickly
closed the door ajar. "What are you doing?"

Yan Yu said. "My girlfriend is inside. She's in danger. I have to save her." He pushed the man aside,
strode inside, and opened the window. He peered out, assessing the distance between the windows of the two houses, mentally
determining the location of Cheng Xiaoyu's room. Then, he climbed out of the window, using the narrow
edge to reach the left window.

The left window was dark and empty, and the window itself was closed. The man Yan Yu had pushed aside
was peering out of his window, watching him. Yan Yu smashed the windowpane with his fist, pried off some of
the shards , and then climbed inside.

Cheng Xiaoyu, pinned under the pillow, struggled to breathe, her chest aching, her limbs too
weak . She vaguely realized something: was she about to die? Tears streamed down Cheng Xiaoyu's face
, soaking the pillow. Why did she have to die in such agony? Was it because she broke their vow, leaving
him alone to grieve, that Heaven was punishing him? Or was it because she bore an inescapable sin, and therefore
had to die…?

The room Yan Yu had jumped into had a window on the left side; if he wasn't mistaken, the next room should be
Cheng Xiaoyu 's. Yan Yu strode over and opened the window, turning to look beside it.
Sure enough, there was a lit window, its glass pane open. Yan Yu quickly flipped over and leaped onto the opposite windowsill.

The man pinning Cheng Xiaoyu down, seeing a man suddenly appear on the windowsill, was so startled he forgot
to remove the pillow covering Cheng Xiaoyu's face.

Before he could react, Yan Yu nimbly flipped and jumped into the room.

The drunkard then reacted and lunged at Yan Yu, but Yan Yu wasn't afraid. With just a few punches, he knocked the drunkard
to the ground and kicked him hard in the stomach twice.

The drunk man lay on the ground, groaning in pain, clutching his stomach. Yan Yu stood up, threw away the pillow covering Cheng Xiaoyu's face,
and helped her up, anxiously looking her over. "How are you, Cheng Xiaoyu?"

Cheng Xiaoyu gasped for breath, clutching her tattered clothes to cover her chest, tears
streaming down her face.

Yan Yu saw her pale face, a long wound on her arm still bleeding,
bloodstains scattered on the bed, her clothes torn to shreds, and only her underwear on—
it was truly worrying. Yan Yu kept saying it was alright, it was alright, as he picked Cheng Xiaoyu up and carried her outside.

At the door, Yan Yu turned back to the drunk man and kicked
him making him scream and almost pass out.

Yan Yu carried Cheng Xiaoyu downstairs. Only now did Cheng Xiaoyu seem to realize what was happening, clinging tightly to his
neck, burying her face in his chest and sobbing softly.

When they reached Yan Yu's car, he opened the passenger door to let Cheng Xiaoyu in,
but clung to his neck, refusing to let go. Yan Yu pressed his forehead against hers and said, "It's okay, sit tight,
we're going to the hospital."

Cheng Xiaoyu slowly released her grip. Just as Yan Yu got in and was about to start the car, he heard Cheng Xiaoyu's trembling voice say,
"Yan Yu, I want to put on some clothes."

Yan Yu said, "Let's go to the hospital first, then I'll buy you some clothes."

Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head, saying, "I want to put on some clothes first." She seemed about to cry again.

Yan Yu glanced around and saw a small supermarket nearby, so he got out and ran over to buy a large blanket, handing it to
Cheng Xiaoyu . Cheng Xiaoyu wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, curled up in the passenger seat, and kept her head down
, refusing to let Yan Yu see her. Yan Yu felt both heartache and anger, and started the car, driving towards the nearest hospital.

While driving, Yan Yu quickly gathered his thoughts. He first called the police, then dialed another
number . "Uncle Li, this is Yan Yu. I'm sorry to bother you so late. My girlfriend
almost got into trouble today; someone tried to assault her. I've already called the police… Um, it's nothing serious, just a sprained arm. I
'm taking her to the hospital now. Uncle Li, I'm worried the bad guy might get away, could you… I don't quite remember what he
looked like , but he looked pretty dirty." Yan Yu turned his head… Looking at Cheng Xiaoyu, Yan Yu asked, "Xiaoyu, who is that person?
What's his name?"

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her head and said, "He's my neighbor across the street. I don't know his name."

Yan Yu gave Cheng Xiaoyu's address to the person on the other end of the phone, briefly explained the situation, thanked him, and hung up
. He told Cheng Xiaoyu, "Uncle Li is the deputy director of the police department. He'll send someone to arrest that
bastard Don't worry."

Hearing Yan Yu mention that person, Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes reddened again, and she couldn't help but sob a couple of times.

While driving, Yan Yu asked, "Does the wound on your arm hurt a lot?"

Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head. "No, it doesn't hurt."

"We'll be at the hospital in two minutes. Xiaoyu, just bear with it, we'll be fine once we get there."

Prince Yan Yu seemed to have descended from the sky, landing on the windowsill to rescue Princess Xiaoyu. Everyone applauded...

Chapter 12 Yan Yu's Gentleness

At the hospital, after examining Cheng Xiaoyu's arm wound, the doctor said it needed two stitches. Yan Yu waited outside.
The nurse told Yan Yu that the cuts on his hands and arms also needed to be treated as soon as possible. Yan Yu looked down at his hands
and indeed saw many small cuts. He then remembered that he had been cut when he broke the glass and crawled through the window.
Fortunately, these injuries were not serious. The nurse disinfected the wounds and applied waterproof bandages to the deeper ones.

After Yan Yu finished treating her wound, Cheng Xiaoyu was also led out by the nurse. She was wearing a hospital gown, and one of her cheeks
was red and swollen. Yan Yu went over and touched Cheng Xiaoyu's hair. "How are

you? Does it hurt?" Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head and looked at Yan Yu's arm, saying, "How did you get hurt too?"

"It's nothing, I cut a few small cuts when I went in through the window." Yan Yu helped Cheng Xiaoyu
sit down on a bench in the hospital corridor. "Is there anything else that's bothering you? Let's get you checked out again. Your face is so swollen,
does it hurt ?"

Yan Yu's hand gently touched Cheng Xiaoyu's swollen cheek. Cheng Xiaoyu wasn't
a particularly strong girl to begin with, and when she looked at Yan Yu, tears streamed down her face.

At this moment, Cheng Xiaoyu looked haggard, weak, and helpless. Her dark, gem-like eyes were filled with a thin mist as she looked at
Yan Yu , and crystal-clear tears rolled down her cheeks one by one. Her cherry-red lips
were tightly clenched in grievance. Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu like this, Yan Yu's heart truly softened. He touched Cheng Xiaoyu's cheek and whispered,
"Xiaoyu, don't cry."

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't speak, but tears still streamed down her face.

Yan Yu hesitated for a moment and said, "How about I buy you ice cream?"

Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a moment and then nodded.

Yan Yu immediately ran out of the hospital to buy ice cream.

While Yan Yu went to buy ice cream, Cheng Xiaoyu sat alone on a bench in the hospital corridor, wiping
away her tears with her sleeve every now and then. The nurse at the information desk next to her saw her crying pitifully and poked her head out, saying, "Young lady,
don't cry. Look how good your boyfriend is to you, it's so enviable. Stop crying, he'll definitely feel sorry for you if you cry like this."

Cheng Xiaoyu's long eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her head without saying a word.

It was almost midnight, and most of the shops outside were closed. Fortunately,
there was Yan Yu went in intending to order a milkshake, but then remembered that Cheng Xiaoyu
couldn't move one arm, and it would be inconvenient for her to eat the milkshake with a small spoon, so he bought an ice cream cone instead.

Cheng Xiaoyu took the ice cream cone and licked it little by little with her red tongue, finally stopping her crying. Yan Yu took
the prescription to buy medicine, carefully writing down all the precautions the doctor had given, and then took Cheng Xiaoyu's hand and left the hospital.

Yan Yu drove home, and Cheng Xiaoyu sat quietly in the passenger seat. After a long while, she finally said,
"Yan Yu, thank you for today."

"Don't worry, Xiaoyu, from now on, with me here, no one will dare to bully you again. Uncle Li just called me;
that person has been caught."

Cheng Xiaoyu followed Yan Yu back to his house. Yan Yu told her to sit on the sofa while he went to the guest room to tidy up a bit. Cheng Xiaoyu looked around Yan Yu's room, feeling a sense of familiarity, since she had been there once
before when she was tipsy .
Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaoyu blushed a little, but fortunately Yan Yu was in the guest room and didn't see it at all.

Yan Yu walked over and said, "See if you need anything in the room?"

Cheng Xiaoyu went to the guest room and looked around. "Nothing's missing, I just want to take a shower now."

Most of Cheng Xiaoyu's right arm was wrapped in gauze. Yan Yu said, "The doctor said your wound absolutely
cannot get wet. It's hot now, and it would be troublesome if the wound got infected."

"I'll be careful when I shower." "

The showerhead sprays water everywhere when you turn around, it'll definitely get on your arm."

"But I really need to shower, how can I sleep if I don't shower?"

Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu's delicate eyebrows furrow unhappily, Yan Yu could only say, "Of course you need to shower, let me
think of something... How about this, don't take a shower, I'll fill the bathtub with water, you can soak in it,
I'll wash your hair for you later."

Cheng Xiaoyu used her left hand to take off her clothes and pants with great difficulty. She now realized how inconvenient it was to have only one hand.
It took her five or six minutes to unbutton the back of her bra with one hand, and she was sweating profusely before she finally managed to unbutton it.

Cheng Xiaoyu felt a little better after soaking in the warm, clean water. Before, she only felt that she was covered in the smell of blood
and stench, which made her almost vomit. Cheng Xiaoyu knew it was late and Yan Yu was still waiting outside to wash her hair,
so she quickly washed herself and got out of the bathtub.

Cheng Xiaoyu originally thought that taking off her bra with one hand would be difficult, but after she finished showering, she realized that putting it on with one hand
was the real challenge. The more she tried to catch the hook on the bra,
the more the clasp would move in the opposite direction. Cheng Xiaoyu was practically twisted into a pretzel, but she still couldn't fasten it.

Yan Yu didn't have any women's clothes here, so he prepared one of his basketball jerseys for Cheng Xiaoyu to wear as pajamas
. Cheng Xiaoyu thought the jersey was quite nice; it was loose and big enough to be worn as a nightgown, and the V-neck and sleeveless
design made it easy for her to put on and take off. But once she actually put it on, she realized it wasn't what she expected at all. The length of the basketball jersey was
fine, but the V-neck design was way too wide. Cheng Xiaoyu's breasts weren't large, but they were high and round
, which looked good in regular clothes, but in this V-neck basketball jersey… it was just too much! And it was
white; she could even see the shape of her nipples in the mirror.

There was a few knocks on the door. "Xiaoyu, aren't you done washing up yet?"

"Yes."

"Aren't you dressed yet?"

"...Yes."

Yan Yu pushed the door open and came in when Cheng Xiaoyu said she was dressed.

Cheng Xiaoyu stood awkwardly by the mirror, looking at him, wearing his basketball jersey. She wasn't wearing a bra,
and about a quarter of her snow-white, soft breasts were exposed outside the V-neck and wide sleeves, her two small nipples
showing an ambiguous color under the pure white clothes. She looked damn sexy like this. He still remembered the feel of her breasts;
they were softer and more delicate than snow that had accumulated overnight. Her face was flushed, and
she was blushing even dressed like that while looking at him; she was practically tempting him to commit a crime!

Cheng Xiaoyu stammered, "I can't put my bra on with one hand."

Yan Yu hummed in agreement.

Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes flashed with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance. "...Yan Yu, look again!"

Yan Yu coughed. "Alright, baby, I'll wash your hair.

" Cheng Xiaoyu stamped her foot. "I'm not your baby!"

Yan Yu laughed. "Okay, I misspoke. Shall we wash your hair now?"

Cheng Xiaoyu sat in a chair, leaning forward so Yan Yu could wash her hair. Her injured arm
hung quietly at her side, and her other hand was pressed tightly against her chest to prevent any accidental exposure. But what good was that?
The wide sleeves, due to her tilt, still revealed a small portion of her fair breast.

Yan Yu said, "Lower your head a little more." Cheng Xiaoyu lowered

her head foolishly. Lowering her head naturally caused her body to tilt downwards, and this time even her bright red, delicious
little cherry was visible. Yan Yu felt a deep longing in his heart, and the act of washing her hair inevitably became somewhat distracting.

"Ouch, foam got in my eyes, Yan Yu."

"Oh, sorry." Yan Yu quickly splashed some water into Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes. "Is it okay now?"

"It's okay."

Yan Yu gently rubbed Cheng Xiaoyu's head with his long, slender fingers, a tender and affectionate gesture. Cheng Xiaoyu
had to admit she didn't dislike this feeling. It was like the time he used a wet wipe to clean her feet little by little.
That Yan Yu was completely unlike his usual arrogant, sharp-tongued, and petty self. His gentleness made her feel like a
little princess being held in someone's palm. How she missed that feeling!

After washing Cheng Xiaoyu's hair, Yan Yu dried it with a hairdryer and then asked her, "Go to sleep?"

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded. Yan Yu watched her walk into the room, then stood at the door and said, "Aren't you scared to be alone?"

"No."

Yan Yu rubbed her slightly damp hair again. "Then go to sleep quickly."

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled at Yan Yu and closed the door.

Yan Yu stood in front of the door Cheng Xiaoyu had closed for a short while, smiled to himself, and then went upstairs.

Chapter 13 Accidental Passion (H)

Cheng Xiaoyu slept very restlessly that night, dreaming that the blurry-faced man had pressed her hard onto
the bed , and also dreaming of some past events. She turned over in a cold sweat, pressing on her stitched arm before waking
up.

Cheng Xiaoyu sat on the bed in a daze for a while, then walked out of the room. There was a carton of milk and two slices of
blueberry cheesecake on the table. Cheng Xiaoyu called out to Yan Yu upstairs, but no one answered. She went upstairs, pushed open the door to Yan Yu's room,
and looked inside; no one was there. Cheng Xiaoyu went downstairs, brushed her teeth and washed her face with one hand, ate a slice of blueberry cake, and then
sat in the living room waiting for Yan Yu to return. She still felt lingering fear when she thought about what had happened yesterday. If Yan Yu hadn't come, she didn't know if
she was alive or dead, and even if she was alive, she would probably be living a life worse than death.

Yan Yu didn't return until noon, carrying a large bag containing a few simple daily necessities,
all bought for Cheng Xiaoyu. As soon as he entered, he lifted Cheng Xiaoyu's chin to examine her. "Hmm, the swelling is almost gone."

Cheng Xiaoyu put on the new women's slippers she'd bought and went inside to change. This pale yellow nightgown, though
sleeveless, looked much more normal on her than the V-neck basketball jersey; even without a bra, it wasn't very
noticeable. Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at the price tag as she cut off the hem; this floral dress
cost over three hundred yuan, but it was indeed quite comfortable.

When Cheng Xiaoyu came out after changing, Yan Yu had just hung up the phone. He said, "I ordered
pizza let's just grab something light for lunch."

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded. "Did you go out to buy me clothes and slippers this morning?"

"No, I asked someone else to buy these things for me. I went to the police station this morning."

Cheng Xiaoyu said "Oh."

"Xiaoyu, that man is your neighbor, right? Have you had any contact or conflict before?"

"No, I haven't even spoken to him. That day, after he got home, he started cursing and
smashing things . I could hear it all from my room. Later, he knocked on my door saying he wanted to borrow something. When I refused to open the door, he
kicked it and then tried to slash it with a knife."

Yan Yu sighed. "I said, how can you be so brave? You
dare to live alone in that kind of shady place."

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't say anything.

Yan Yu paused and then said, "You have to come with me to the police station this afternoon to give a statement, is that okay?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was a little scared at the thought of seeing that man, but she knew this wasn't the time to be impulsive,
so it was fine.

A while later, the pizza arrived, and the two sat down at the table to eat together. Cheng Xiaoyu, wearing a pale yellow
floral dress, her long, black hair tucked smoothly behind her ears, was intently eating
her pizza, taking small bites. Seeing her like this, Yan Yu couldn't help but recall Song Xuewen's words: "Quiet and
unpleasant ." However, he actually preferred her when she was throwing a tantrum at him; that seemed more energetic. The little girl
seemed genuinely frightened this time, but these things couldn't be resolved with just a few words; he needed to gently
soothe her. He had rescued her and taken her home to care for her carefully. If, after all this,
Cheng Xiaoyu remained completely unmoved by him, then she truly had a heart of stone.

After dinner, Yan Yu took out a white dress and told Cheng Xiaoyu to change, saying he was taking her to the police station.

The dress looked simple, but the fabric and cut were excellent. After entering the bedroom, Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at
the tag on the back of the collar: over eight hundred yuan. She sighed silently. She owed him so much; how could she ever repay
him?

Cheng Xiaoyu felt that not wearing a bra at home was inappropriate enough, but going out, especially to the solemn
police station without a bra was absolutely unacceptable. So she took out the bra she had taken off yesterday and tried to
put it on. She really couldn't get it on. In desperation, Cheng Xiaoyu tried to lift her right arm, which was being stitched, to see if she
could hold onto the bra to prevent it from moving. She didn't feel any pain when she slowly lifted her arm, but
when she tried to turn it behind her back, she felt a distinct pain in the stitches.

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but cry out, and then she heard Yan Yu outside the door say, "What's wrong, Xiaoyu?"

"Nothing, I just accidentally touched the stitches."

"How did you touch them?"

"The clothes are hard to put on. Wait a moment longer."

Just as she finished speaking, Yan Yu pushed the door open and saw Cheng Xiaoyu struggling to fasten the back clasp of her bra in
front of the full-length mirror.

Cheng Xiaoyu gasped, clutching her chest, her face flushed. "How did you get in?... Get out!"

Yan Yu looked Cheng Xiaoyu up and down, who was only wearing underwear. "Can't

you button it up? I'll help you." "No need! Get out! Get out now, or I'll get angry." Cheng Xiaoyu's face turned even redder in her anxiety
.

Yan Yu walked up to Cheng Xiaoyu, looking down at her rosy cheeks. "Xiaoyu, be good."

His hands were warm and hot on her waist. His voice was deep and pleasant, and his cool breath sprayed onto
her face, carrying his scent.

Cheng Xiaoyu, the timid girl, froze as if under a spell, letting Yan Yu turn her
around . His slender fingers picked up the clasps of her underwear and fastened them one by one.

The girl in the dressing mirror had a flushed face, her snow-white body clad only in underwear. The tall, large man standing behind her
made her appear even smaller. He was bending down, fastening her bra clasp.
Strands of hair fell across his forehead, framing his face. His eyebrows were thick and dark, his eyelashes long, and the way he looked down at her made him appear
very handsome.

After fastening the bra clasp, he looked up at Cheng Xiaoyu in the mirror. His alluring
eyes, shimmering with a captivating charm, held a seductive allure. He simply gazed at her reflection. One of his large hands returned to her waist;
the curve of her hips was soft and beautiful, his large hand fitting perfectly there. His other hand
moved from behind, caressing her waist and tracing circles on her rounded navel. Then, with a slight pull,
Cheng Xiaoyu nestled into his arms. She was so small, so soft, so fragrant, her innocent eyes
seeming to await his complete indulgence.

In the mirror, the man's fingers, which had been circling her navel, slowly moved downwards, slipping inside her underwear and wickedly teasing her.
A man's hand was shoved into her small, light blue panties. The slightest movement of that bulging shape sent shivers down
Cheng Xiaoyu's spine as if she'd been burned. He parted her labia and touched the tiny, almost invisible red spot, feeling
it magically swell and bulge under his fingers.

Cheng Xiaoyu raised her uninjured arm, her small hand softly pressing against Yan Yu's
arm "No...no..."

"No what? Silly girl, be good, I like you." Yan Yu's cool, pleasant breath brushed against
Cheng Xiaoyu's burning ear, and he gently bit it, making her tremble again.

Yan Yu's large hand, which had been resting on her waist, slowly moved upwards, gently pulling one of her breasts out of her bra and kneading it wantonly
in his palm. His hand, still inside Cheng Xiaoyu's panties, continued to knead her already erect
clitoris, which resembled a small red bean. His other hand moved downwards to her soft, moist spot, and he thrust it in hard.

He chuckled softly, holding Cheng Xiaoyu's earlobe. "Why are you so wet?"

Cheng Xiaoyu moaned, collapsing into Yan Yu's arms. The scene in the mirror was too lewd for her to bear; she could
only close her eyes shyly.

The man pinched her soft, red nipples hard. "Don't close your eyes."

Cheng Xiaoyu's long eyelashes trembled as she opened them, giving Yan Yu a shy yet annoyed look.

Yan Yu chuckled and bit Cheng Xiaoyu's fair cheek. "Little girl, I love your coquettish
look."

Her light blue panties lay innocently between Cheng Xiaoyu's legs, with a faint, transparent liquid on them.
Ten tiny, bamboo shoot-like toes curled and twitched slightly inside the blue slippers, as if they were stepping not on comfortable, soft slippers,
but on a scorching hot asphalt pavement.

With a gasp from the girl, her small feet slipped off the slippers, leaving only her light blue panties
covering them.

Yan Yu wrapped one arm around Cheng Xiaoyu's back, his hand reaching around to knead one of her breasts, while his other
arm encircled her waist and hips. His other hand then snaked between her legs, two fingers inserting
slowly into her trembling vulva, occasionally drawing out a glistening liquid.

Yan Yu carried Cheng Xiaoyu to the window with the curtains drawn. The windowsill in this guest room was wide and the height was just
right. Yan Yu placed Cheng Xiaoyu on the windowsill and glanced at the clock; it was a little past one in the afternoon.

As Yan Yu unbuckled his belt, he said, "Xiaoyu, it looks like we'll be going to the police station a little later."

The silk curtains felt cool to the touch, and the crisp metallic scraping of the belt as the man unbuckled it brought
Cheng Xiaoyu back to her senses. She grabbed the curtain behind her, half-covering her almost naked body. "Yan
Yu, no, I'm not ready."

"But I'm ready." How alluring his darling was, her fair skin half-hidden against the wine-
red curtains. Her smooth, long hair cascaded over her bare, delicate shoulders, her face flushed, her eyes pure.
No picture in any Playboy magazine could compare to her beauty. If he didn't have more pressing matters
to attend to , he would have loved to take a picture with his phone.

Cheng Xiaoyu noticed Yan Yu staring at her with narrowed eyes, his expression clearly saying he
wouldn't let go of the food that was almost in his mouth. Cheng Xiaoyu shivered, vaguely recalling how this man devoured people without spitting out even the smallest bits.
She hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her delicate white foot and decisively kicked Yan Yu's bulging crotch
.

She swore she had controlled her strength; she swore she hadn't kicked too hard, but Yan Yu still cried out, clutching
his crotch and bending over.

Cheng Xiaoyu's foot gracefully stopped in mid-air. She tilted her head in confusion, looking at her size 36 shoe
foot… Did it really hurt that much?

Yan Yu turned and glared at her, his eyes terrifying. He was in so much pain that he was half-bent over, unable to straighten up. His lust and anger were stuck in a rut, driving him to the
brink of madness. The culprit, however, withdrew her foot, completely concealing her body
within the curtains, and looked at him warily. She no longer resembled a Playboy magazine
model; she looked as stupid as an ostrich!

Chapter 14 We're Not Boyfriend and Girlfriend

Yan Yu drove to the police station, and Cheng Xiaoyu, sitting in the passenger seat, kept stealing glances at him. Earlier,
after she had gently kicked him, he had staggered to the living room to rest for over ten minutes, then, with a dark face, went into the room
, pulled her out from behind the curtains, dressed her in her underwear and then put on his new white dress before leading her
out of the room and into the car, without saying a word to her.

Cheng Xiaoyu whispered, "Yan Yu, are you angry?"

"Yes."

"You're so petty."

Yan Yu turned his head and glared at her.

"I really didn't use much force, I just wanted to wake you up..."

"I'm driving, don't mess with me."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Yan Yu's expressionless profile and said, somewhat angrily, "Yan Yu, you're such a petty person."

Yan Yu didn't speak.

Cheng Xiaoyu whispered again, "Did you save me just to sleep with me?
What ?"

"Cheng Xiaoyu, I did want to sleep with you, but that has nothing to do with saving you."

"Anyway, you're just bullying me!" "

I'm a man, it's normal to react to a woman who isn't wearing clothes, who told you to seduce me?"

"How did I seduce you?...Didn't you hear me say no?"

Yan Yu glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu, "You're acting like an AV actress, so you were saying no?"

Cheng Xiaoyu blushed and punched Yan Yu's arm hard, "Yan Yu, you big
bad guy !"

"Don't touch me, I'm driving."

"I'm telling you, if you dare to bully me again, I'm not living in your house anymore!"

"Then where are you going to stay?"

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't answer for a moment. She really had nowhere to go. She had no money and no friends. In Rongcheng, houses
are generally rented for a minimum of six months, and at least three months. Moreover, rent is paid every three months. Even if
she got paid next week, she still couldn't afford three months' rent. After hesitating for a while, Cheng Xiaoyu finally said, "...I'd rather
be homeless than live in the house of a pervert like you who takes advantage of people in distress."

"Fine, go be homeless then. If some homeless man tries to rape you again, don't expect me,
this pervert who takes advantage of people in distress, to come and save you."

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't argue with Yan Yu, and she didn't dare touch his arm while he was driving, so she could only pick up a box of tissues from the car
and hit Yan Yu on the head hard. "How can you be so annoying! You're the most annoying person in the world!"

The tissue box made a banging sound as it hit Yan Yu, who tilted his head to dodge. "Hey, I said stop messing around. Cheng Xiaoyu,
stop messing around."

A traffic policeman in front blew his whistle and gestured for Yan Yu to stop. Yan Yu had no choice but to stop the car. Seeing the traffic police,
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't dare to cause any more trouble and quickly placed the tissue box on the car seat.

Yan Yu rolled down the window, and the traffic policeman leaned over to look at them. "What's going on with you two, young couple
? Is the car a place for you to make a scene?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said. "We're not a couple..."

Yan Yu quickly interrupted, "Sir, I'm so sorry, my girlfriend is very willful." He then took out a cigarette
and offered it to the traffic policeman.

The traffic policeman waved his hand and refused Yan Yu's cigarette.

Yan Yu continued, "I'll definitely teach her a lesson later. Making a scene in the car like this,
it'll be too late to regret it if something happens."

The traffic policeman nodded, looking at Cheng Xiaoyu, and said, "Did you hear that? Stop messing around with your boyfriend. Do you know
how many traffic accidents happen every day?"

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't dare argue anymore and could only nod and say, "I know, I won't do it again."

Seeing that they both had a good attitude in admitting their mistake, the traffic policeman scolded them a few more times and then waved them on their way.

Yan Yu continued driving, saying, "Cheng Xiaoyu, you're so annoying."

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't dare hit Yan Yu again, so she just snorted and turned her head to the car window,
pouting . "You're the annoying one, your whole family is annoying.

" After getting out of the car, Cheng Xiaoyu followed Yan Yu into the police station. The thought of seeing that person still made her a little scared,
but being with Yan Yu made her feel somewhat more at ease.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't see the bad guy at the police station. A kind-looking policewoman arranged for
her and Yan Yu to sit in the same office and then asked Cheng Xiaoyu to recount what happened that night.
As spoke, the policewoman took her statement.

When Cheng Xiaoyu mentioned that she screamed for help when she heard Yan Yu knocking on the door, the policewoman asked,
"Why did your boyfriend come? Did he say he was coming to your house that night?"

"...He's not my boyfriend,"

the policewoman said, putting down her pen. "If he's not your boyfriend, why would he come to your house so late? Young lady, I've been
here for almost thirty years, I've seen all sorts of things. I can tell what kind of relationship they have at a glance."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "No, Auntie, he's my boss."

The policewoman picked up her pen knowingly again. "Oh, an office romance."

Cheng Xiaoyu hesitated. "..." Yan

Yu began, "That day, Xiaoyu didn't eat lunch or dinner. I was worried she'd be starving, so I packed
some takeout and brought it to her. When I got to her door, I heard something strange coming from inside, so I quickly knocked to ask if she
was home."

The policewoman said, "Oh, young lady, why didn't you eat lunch or dinner?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was speechless for a moment before saying sullenly, "I'm on a diet, I don't want to eat."

"That won't do," the policewoman said, putting down her pen again. "These days, young girls are always talking about losing weight,
my daughter is too. I've heard of people skipping dinner to lose weight, but I've never heard of skipping lunch.
Skipping two meals a day, are you trying to lose weight or commit suicide?"

Cheng Xiaoyu, "..."

"Besides, you're not fat, why are you trying to lose weight? I don't like my daughter trying to lose weight. Young man,
don't ?"

Yan Yu nodded in agreement, "I think she's just fine as she is now. She never listens to me and insists on losing weight."

Cheng Xiaoyu, "..."

Cheng Xiaoyu followed the kind policewoman and gave her statement for more than two hours. Finally, the policewoman said,
"Young lady, you shouldn't live in that kind of place, it's really not safe.
Your parents would be heartbroken if something happened to such a beautiful young woman like you. I think your boyfriend is a good person, you two should talk things over."

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded.

After leaving the police station, Yan Yu suggested going back to Cheng Xiaoyu's place to move her luggage to his place. Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a moment
and agreed. Yan Yu then drove towards Cheng Xiaoyu's house.

Cheng Xiaoyu's mood was noticeably worse than on the way there. She looked out the window and sighed, "I paid
three months ' rent, but only stayed for a little over a month."

Yan Yu said, "You dared to stay in a place like that?"

"I didn't dare. Sometimes I'm too simplistic. I just thought it was close to the company and the rent wasn't
expensive, and I never thought about safety. I always thought those scary news stories were just fear-mongering and
couldn't happen to me. Yan Yu, I really want to thank you. If you hadn't come, I don't know what would have happened to me."
"How was it?"

Yan Yu paused for a moment and said, "Don't worry, I'll make sure that bastard spends his fill in jail."
He had just overheard Cheng Xiaoyu telling the police how scared she was that she bit the man and pulled out a tuft of his hair. He remembered how the
man kept threatening her with a kitchen knife, slapped her twice, and then tried to smother her with a pillow. He
regretted actions towards Cheng Xiaoyu today. After all, she was still young, and such a close call would inevitably leave her with some
psychological trauma. He should have waited a few more days; he had been too reckless today. Come to think of it, he couldn't help himself.
When he entered the room, he only wanted to tease her and hadn't intended anything serious. This girl always had a way of making him take things seriously
.

Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu went upstairs. Cheng Xiaoyu's arm was injured and she couldn't move, so she sat on the bed watching Yan Yu
pack up everything in the room.

Yan Yu was wearing a fine-check short-sleeved shirt, and because of the heat, he had unbuttoned a couple of buttons. Cheng Xiaoyu's home
didn't have air conditioning, only a fan whirring rapidly overhead. A bead of sweat trickled down Yan Yu's temple, slowly flowing
down his smooth, fair skin and into his collar…it looked rather sexy. He
filled a large bag with Cheng Xiaoyu's bedding and clothes, then carried it downstairs on his shoulder. Considering that Yan Yu was, after all,
the president of Ruiyu, and now he was helping her move like a laborer, Cheng Xiaoyu felt a little strange, unsure whether she was
more touched or uncomfortable.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't have many things, and Yan Yu finished moving them in three trips. He wiped the sweat from his brow and said,
"Let's go, Xiaoyu."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "There are still a few things we haven't taken. Look, there's a kettle."

The kettle looked very cheap; Cheng Xiaoyu had bought it for a dozen yuan at a nearby supermarket. Yan Yu
glanced at it and said, "We don't need that. We don't need it. Let's go." He then took Cheng Xiaoyu's hand and led her outside
.

The motion-activated lights in the corridor went out, and the young master forgot to stomp his
foot to turn them back on. He pulled Cheng Xiaoyu by the hand and strode forward in the darkness. His large hands were hot, her small hands were cold. Cheng Xiaoyu hesitated
for a moment in the dark, then very lightly squeezed Yan Yu's hand in return. So lightly that Yan Yu didn't even feel it, and pulled Cheng Xiaoyu
downstairs.

At the small supermarket downstairs, Cheng Xiaoyu went in and bought two ice creams, handing one to Yan Yu. "
Thank you for your hard work, it's so hot."

Yan Yu looked down at Cheng Xiaoyu. They were standing very close, and Cheng Xiaoyu could smell the faint scent of sweat on him, which made her feel
a little uncomfortable. She lowered her head and licked her own ice cream. Yan Yu took the other
ice cream from Cheng Xiaoyu's hand. "Let's eat it in the car, it's hot outside." He sat in the driver's seat and took a bite of the soft ice cream.
It had a milky aroma and a faint minty flavor; it was quite delicious.

Chapter 15 A Wonderful Era of Cohabitation

Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu's cohabitation officially began. The downstairs guest room became Cheng Xiaoyu's room. Yan Yu
spread her pillows and bedding on the bed, placed her shoes one by one in the shoe cabinet by the door, put her toothbrush cup,
face wash, and towel on the bathroom sink, and hung her clothes one by one in the closet.
After hanging everything up, Yan Yu said, "Your style of dress is so childish." It was either cartoon t-shirts and jeans, or those
small floral prints or light pink and light blue flowing skirts—it all looked like something a little girl would wear.

Cheng Xiaoyu snorted, "I'm happy with my clothes, it's none of your business."

"Let's go out tomorrow morning and see if you need anything else to buy,"

Cheng Xiaoyu said. "I don't need anything."

"Then let's go to the supermarket and buy some of your favorite foods to put in the fridge. I usually have to go to work, and you're
home alone, so having more food in the fridge will be more convenient for you."

Cheng Xiaoyu had to admit that Yan Yu was sometimes really thoughtful, which touched her deeply. She thought for a moment and said,
"Yan Yu, I'll move out when I find a suitable place. I'll pay you rent every month until I move out."

A silvery glint flashed in Yan Yu's white teeth, and classic images of Huang Shiren and Zhou Bapi (a notorious landlord in Chinese folklore) once again took over.
"Okay, how much is your monthly salary now?"

"Two thousand five, and it'll be three thousand five in two months after I become a full-time employee."

"Hmm, then let's say the rent is two thousand a month."

"...Okay." Two thousand a month in this upscale community is already very cheap, but that means
she'll only have five hundred yuan left each month. After deducting food expenses, she'll probably be penniless by the end of the month.
How will money to rent a place? The ten thousand yuan she brought from home is all gone...

Yan Yu stood up and ruffled Cheng Xiaoyu's hair. "I'm going upstairs to take a shower. I'm all sweaty today."
After saying that turned around and left with a triumphant smile, leaving Cheng Xiaoyu sitting on the edge of the bed, still struggling with when she would be
able to save enough money to move out.

There's a large supermarket near Yan Yu's residential area. Today is Saturday, and Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu
went shopping together after breakfast.

Once inside, Cheng Xiaoyu pushed the shopping cart with one hand towards the freezer section, grabbing six or seven tubs of ice cream
in one go .

Yan Yu walked over and said, "We can buy these things later; they'll melt if we buy them too early." Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I'm not buying anything else; I just like ice cream." She was so frustrated that

her previous apartment didn't even have a refrigerator and she couldn't just grab an ice cream whenever she wanted. "You're planning to eat this every day while I'm not here? No way!" Yan Yu took the ice cream one by one and put it back in the freezer. "Ugh, why are you like this?" Cheng Xiaoyu quickly reached out and covered the last two tubs of ice cream in the cart, preventing Yan Yu from taking them. Yan Yu leaned closer to Cheng Xiaoyu and said, "You really want to buy that much?" Cheng Xiaoyu nodded repeatedly. "Then kiss me, and I'll let you buy it." Yan Yu smiled, leaning against the shopping cart in his light-colored casual clothes, his face very close to Cheng Xiaoyu's. "Kiss me, and I'll let you buy all of these." Cheng Xiaoyu shyly avoided Yan Yu's gaze, taking a step back and removing her hand from the ice cream, muttering softly, "You said you'd let me buy what I like, and now you're doing this." Seeing that his temptation hadn't worked, Yan Yu had no choice but to give up. He put the remaining two boxes of ice cream back in the freezer. "Sigh, at least leave me one box." Cheng Xiaoyu watched longingly as her favorite ice cream was all back in the freezer. "Go buy other things first, the ice cream last." Yan Yu took Cheng Xiaoyu's hand and pushed the shopping cart towards...

They headed to the food section.

The two of them bought bread, sushi, oatmeal, soy milk, beer, and some cold dishes and loose pastries.
Yan Yu originally wanted to buy a case of milk, but Cheng Xiaoyu said she only drank yogurt, not milk. Yan Yu said, "Then let's buy yogurt."
Cheng Xiaoyu happily said, "I love Mengniu Big Fruit Yogurt the most," and then skipped off to pick out yogurt.

Cheng Xiaoyu was wearing a blue-purple floral dress today. The dress had a great waistline, making her waist look
incredibly slender. She bent over slightly as she picked out yogurt from the open freezer, one hand on her chin, seemingly
unsure which bottle to choose. Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders, hanging softly in the air.
Her hair always smelled fragrant, and she always smelled nice too. Yesterday, Yan Yu put the clothes she had changed out
of into the washing machine. Even the clothes she wore had a fragrance, a scent that wasn't perfume, but rather a combination of
shower gel, face wash, face cream, soap… a hint of all those scents, yet none of them were quite it. It was
Cheng Xiaoyu's own scent, sweet and pleasant.

Cheng Xiaoyu ran over with four boxes of Mengniu fruit yogurt tied together, saying, "Yan Yu, there are four boxes of this.
The expiration date is tomorrow. How about we each drink two boxes?"

"Why buy something that's about to expire? Aren't there plenty of yogurt?"

"It's cheap. Four boxes only cost the price of two."

"It's not like we're short a few dollars. Why drink something that's about to expire? Let's buy something else."

"It's about to expire, but it's not expired yet. As long as it's not expired, we can drink it. Four bottles is too much for me by myself
. It's better if we each drink half."

"No, I won't drink it." Young Master Yan put one hand in his pocket, formally stating his position.

"Fine, I won't drink it then," Cheng Xiaoyu said, holding four bottles of Mengniu fruit yogurt. "If you don't want it, I'll drink it myself
. It's only four bottles; I'm a pro at drinking yogurt."

Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu bought a large bag of groceries at the supermarket. When they reached the entrance of their residential complex, Yan Yu ran
into an acquaintance and greeted him.

The person looked at Cheng Xiaoyu. "Is this your girlfriend?"

Yan Yu said yes.

The person smiled and nodded at Cheng Xiaoyu, who could only nod back quickly.

After the person had walked away, Cheng Xiaoyu punched Yan Yu's shoulder. "Why are you telling everyone I'm your girlfriend!" "

You live in my house. How else can I say it if I don't tell them you're my girlfriend?"

Cheng Xiaoyu pouted. "Aren't you ruining my reputation?"

"We've slept together before, so you're not exactly making a false claim."

"Yan Yu!" Cheng Xiaoyu stood there unhappily, refusing to move. "I'm warning you again,
what happened that day was just drunken misbehavior. You're not allowed to mention it again."

Yan Yu glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu and continued walking. "A single woman going to a bar to drown her sorrows,
unless she's extremely ugly, you can imagine what the outcome will be. Even if it was drunken misbehavior, it was premeditated."

Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to follow, saying, "Even if it was premeditated drunken misbehavior, it's all in the past,
it's all in the past, you understand?"

Yan Yu suddenly stopped, lifted Cheng Xiaoyu's chin, and said, "Cheng Xiaoyu, your reaction that day made me
think you were a virgin, and you really surprised me."

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at him sideways. "What nonsense are you talking about? I never thought you were a virgin. Who would give their first
time to a one-night stand?"

Yan Yu still held Cheng Xiaoyu's chin. "Oh, so who did you give your first time to?"

Cheng Xiaoyu's face visibly stiffened. She slapped away Yan Yu's hand from her chin and turned to leave.
Cheng Xiaoyu walked quickly, soon putting distance between herself and Yan Yu.

When Yan Yu arrived home, Cheng Xiaoyu was standing at the door; she didn't have a key and couldn't get in.

Yan Yu opened the door, saying, "I forgot you didn't have a key. I'll give you the spare key later."

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't speak. "Are you

angry?"

Cheng Xiaoyu finally spoke, "Everyone has a bottom line they don't want crossed, Yan Yu, don't you
understand ?"

Yan Yu looked at Cheng Xiaoyu; her face was expressionless. Yan Yu said, "I understand."

Cheng Xiaoyu changed into slippers and went into her room. Yan Yu took things out of the bag one by one, putting things
that needed refrigeration in the refrigerator. Was that first man an inviolable bottom line? Fine, he wouldn't
touch it for now.

Yan Yu took out two cans of Mengniu fruit granules and pushed open Cheng Xiaoyu's door. Cheng Xiaoyu was sitting in front of the computer watching a video
, glanced up at him, and then continued looking at the screen.

Yan Yu placed a carton of yogurt next to Cheng Xiaoyu. "What are you looking at?"

"...Upward Every Day."

"Is it good?"

"It's good."

Yan Yu pulled up a chair and sat down next to Cheng Xiaoyu, opened the cap of his yogurt, tore off
the plastic wrap, and poured a sip like he was drinking beer. "I have to say, it's pretty good even though it's almost expired."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the small piece of white yogurt on Yan Yu's lips and couldn't help but laugh. She reached out and wiped his lips
. "You should drink it with a spoon, you idiot."

Chapter 16 Queen or Lolita?

After her June salary was deposited into her bank account, Cheng Xiaoyu withdrew the money and paid back the two thousand yuan rent
and the eighty-six yuan she owed Yan Yu for drinks. Yan Yu said to forget about the eighty-six yuan, but Cheng Xiaoyu
said with a forced smile, "That's not good, is it? Didn't you want to take my shoes to pay off your debt before?" Yan Yu said,
"Cheng Xiaoyu, you know perfectly well I'm not doing this for the money. It's just that you're being so dramatic in front of me." Cheng Xiaoyu snorted and didn't
continue the conversation. She knew that everything she ate and spent these days was paid for by Yan Yu. The stitches she got at the hospital probably
cost several hundred yuan. She owed Yan Yu too much, and the longer things continued like this, the harder it would be to pay him back.

The doctor told Cheng Xiaoyu to come back in twelve days to have the stitches removed, so Yan Yu arranged for her to take two
weeks .

Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiaoyu sighed, "How much money will they deduct for taking so long? My July salary might
not even be enough to pay your rent next month."

Yan Yu, who was checking emails on his computer, said without looking up, "If you can't pay the rent, just use your body to pay off the debt."

Cheng Xiaoyu, who was curled up on the sofa watching a movie on her laptop, jumped up
and hit Yan Yu's shoulder several times. "Use your body to pay off the debt? Do you think this is feudal society or a romance novel?
I'll beat you half to death first, then even if I'm willing to pay off the debt, let's see if you can still take it!"

Yan Yu said while dodging, "Cheng Xiaoyu, how can you be so barbaric? You can't even move one arm and you still hit me every day."
"Once you're fully recovered, you'll still be beating me three times a day. Let me tell you, if you abuse
me again, I'll charge you a domestic violence fee every month."

Cheng Xiaoyu chuckled at this. "Fine, five yuan per hit, one hundred yuan a month, and from now on I'll only
pay you two thousand one hundred yuan a month in rent!" Before, when Cheng Xiaoyu and Yan Yu weren't familiar with each other, she was somewhat afraid of him, always feeling that Yan
Yu had an imposing aura. Now that they've gradually become familiar, she's become less and less reserved.
To be fair , Yan Yu is a really good person, handsome and smart, and he treats her well. If time could go back two years,
when she was just beginning to experience love, she might have been completely infatuated with him.

Cheng Xiaoyu is slowly getting used to life with only one arm. She's invented a completely new way to put on a bra:
first, she lays the bra flat and fastens the clasp, then pulls it all over her head and pulls it down little by little with her left hand. Although
this makes her chest hurt a bit, it's better than having Yan Yu help her put on her bra—that one accidental encounter was enough
. She's also becoming more and more proficient at things like using the mouse with her left hand and braiding her hair with one hand
. However, things like washing her hair still require Yan Yu's help. When he washes her hair, he gently strokes it with his slender fingers,
creating endless white foam and the soft sounds of their breathing filling the air. Once, Cheng Xiaoyu remembered
a shampoo commercial she'd seen as a child, where Chow Yun-fat gently smiled as he
washed a long-haired girl's hair. Was the image of Yan Yu washing her hair just as beautiful?

Now that it's hot, Yan Yu doesn't allow Cheng Xiaoyu to go out during the day, saying he's afraid her wound will get infected. When Cheng Xiaoyu was in college
, she was a complete homebody. Staying home was nothing to her. She would spend her days
watching movies on her laptop, sometimes ordering takeout for lunch, sometimes not even bothering to order takeout, and grabbing
ice cream . Yan Yu noticed that she didn't eat properly, so he always took her out for a nice meal in the evenings. Even if he
had a business dinner, he would bring her some late-night snacks.

Every time he came home, he would put the takeout box on the table and say, "Little ostrich, come out and eat."

Cheng Xiaoyu would happily run out of her room, open the takeout, take a bite, and then pat
Yan Yu on the shoulder, saying, "Yan Yu, you're a true buddy.
I'll never ."

One evening, after taking a shower, Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly had the urge to weigh herself. Yan Yu was
reading Cheng Xiaoyu peeked over. It was a foreign language book, but she wasn't interested and walked away. She
dragged the electronic scale out from the corner of the study, stepped on it, and then screamed, "Yan Yu, I've gained two pounds!"

Yan Yu just said "Oh" and continued reading.

Cheng Xiaoyu ran over and grabbed Yan Yu's arm, saying, "Yan Yu, come here right now."

Yan Yu had no choice but to get up and come over.

Cheng Xiaoyu tossed her hair up for Yan Yu to hold high, saying as she stepped on the scale, "It must be because my
hair is too wet. More water makes it heavier... Sigh, how come I've gained two pounds?! Yan Yu, are you ready?"

Yan Yu grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's hair helplessly. "I'm ready."

"...Looks like I really have gained weight."

Yan Yu let Cheng Xiaoyu's wet hair down. "Isn't a weight fluctuation of one or two pounds normal?"

"Normal what? I've only been at your place for a little over a week and I've already gained two pounds. It's all because you always bring me
late-night snacks. No, I'm going for a run. Your neighborhood has a running track, right? I'm going for a run right now.
Thank goodness , this is too sinful."

Yan Yu grabbed her. "Come back. Why run? What if your wound gets infected after you sweat?"

"It's almost healed, it's fine."

"No, you can't go until the stitches are removed. At most, I won't bring you late-night snacks anymore."

"..." Cheng Xiaoyu was silent for a moment before saying, "Let's bring it."

Yan Yu smiled and ruffled Cheng Xiaoyu's hair. "You silly girl, so lazy and greedy."

Cheng Xiaoyu protested, "Who's lazy and greedy? I grew up immersed in traditional Chinese culture. I'm
hardworking, brave, beautiful, and generous—I possess all the virtues of women throughout five thousand years of history. I
can't move my arms now, but I'm not lazy at all."

Yan Yu said, "I really don't see any influence from traditional Chinese culture on you."

Cheng Xiaoyu put her hands on her hips and said, "Hey, would I lie to you? My dad is a high school Chinese teacher, and I've been learning Chinese every day since I was
little... " " Let me recite Tang and Song poems. 'The setting sun is round over the long river, a lone plume of smoke rises straight from the vast desert; ten miles of green mountains stretch into the
distance the tide is calm and the road is covered in sand; the moon shines brightly over the sea, pearls seem to weep; the sun warms the jade in Lantian, smoke rises from it; sparse shadows slant across the clear, shallow water, a faint fragrance drifts in the twilight.' I can recite all of these
backwards."

Yan Yu said, "Your father is a high school teacher? Why do you never contact your family? Aren't your parents worried about
you?"

Yan Yu noticed that Cheng Xiaoyu's smile was a little forced. She said, "I'm quite independent, they don't worry about me." Yan Yu said,

"I don't think you're independent."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "That's because your eyesight is bad. Actually, I'm quite independent." After saying that, she went downstairs.

The day the stitches were removed happened to be a Saturday, and Yan Yu accompanied Cheng Xiaoyu to the clinic. Cheng Xiaoyu's wound healed very well,
and the stitch removal went smoothly. After the stitches were removed, Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the seven or eight-centimeter-long white mark on the inside of her arm and
her face fell. "How come it's so long? Will it stay like this forever?"

The doctor said, "It's like this right after the stitches are removed. It will fade in a year or two. I can prescribe some scar-reducing medicine for you
. If you keep applying it for a few months, the effect will be better, but it's impossible for it to disappear completely. If you're concerned about
the scar, you can go to a dermatologist. The current cosmetic dermatology technology has advanced quite quickly. Some small scars are
basically completely invisible after surgery."

Yan Yu took Cheng Xiaoyu to the dermatology department. The dermatologist looked at Cheng Xiaoyu's arm and said, "Your
wound is healing quite well. Come back for surgery in a month. One or two procedures can
basically by more than 95%."

Cheng Xiaoyu asked, "How much will it cost?"

The doctor said, "If it's two procedures, it will cost more than six thousand."

"That's so expensive. I'll think about it some more. Can you prescribe some scar-reducing medicine for me first?"

"The surgery is in a month," Yan Yu said. "Doctor, let's book the date now."

After leaving the hospital, Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu walked towards the parking lot.

As they walked, Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Let's cancel the appointment later. The scar isn't very noticeable;
it's not worth spending so much money."

"Scars aren't attractive on a girl. Since surgery can remove them, it's better to have them removed."

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her head and said, "Yan Yu, this isn't appropriate."

Yan Yu thought for a moment and said, "If you think it's inappropriate, then do me a favor."

"What favor?"

"Pretend to be my girlfriend."

"Huh?"

"Come home with me tomorrow to meet my parents and sister."

"Huh?!"

"So, will you help me or not?"

"But, why do I have to pretend to be your girlfriend?"

"My family keeps pressuring me to find a girlfriend, constantly arranging blind dates for me. They're all their friends'
daughters, and it's so impolite not to go, but going all the time is incredibly annoying. I asked Uncle Li at the police station about your situation before,
and he told my dad about it. That morning when I went to the police station, I remembered you didn't have any clean clothes,
so I called my sister and asked her to buy some for me. Now my sister and mom both want to meet you, and
they've called several times already. I really can't refuse anymore. Just have a meal with me, and they'll stop arranging blind dates for me all the time
."

Cheng Xiaoyu said somewhat awkwardly, "You've helped me so much, so it's only right that I help you this once.
But... I wonder if your mom will be like Dao Ming Si's mom in 'Meteor Garden,' relentlessly pursuing me
and making my life a living hell."

"What are you thinking?" Yan Yu ruffled Cheng Xiaoyu's hair. "I don't know
what's going on in your head. My mom is a very nice person."

Cheng Xiaoyu sighed, "I don't know if she's nice or not, but I'll definitely go to great lengths for my friends this once.
I can usually tolerate sarcastic remarks, but if your mom threw a check in my face, would I take it or not?"

"Don't accept it," Yan Yu said. "Is the check more important or am I?"

Cheng Xiaoyu giggled and hopped in front of Yan Yu, backing away. "Of course the check is more important,
no doubt about it ."

Yan Yu snorted and reached out to pinch Cheng Xiaoyu's cheek. "You heartless little fat girl."

Cheng Xiaoyu quickly touched her cheeks and said, "Huh?! Am I fat? Yan Yu, do I really look fat?"

Yan Yu nodded. "You are fat, your face is fat, and your legs are thicker."

The thing Cheng Xiaoyu regretted most in her life was not having a pair of long legs like the heroines in Japanese manga.
Cheng Xiaoyu's legs... were actually a little short, so they looked a bit chubby. The thing she cared about most was
people saying her legs were thick. Yan Yu had broken this taboo without realizing it. Cheng Xiaoyu jumped up, grabbed her medical record, and smacked Yan Yu
on the head . "My legs are thick, huh? Yan Yu, I'm not your girlfriend anymore!"

"Hey! Why did you hit my head? You can't just hit a man's head like that!"

Cheng Xiaoyu was still making faces. "I hit you! I hit you! If you glare at me again,
I'll beat you so badly your mother won't recognize you when you get home tomorrow! Let me tell you, I, Cheng Xiaoyu, am a queen, not
a little girl who can be pushed around! Hahahaha!" Cheng Xiaoyu's exaggerated laughter echoed in circles in the parking lot.
After she finished laughing, she even commented on herself, "Hmm, that's a really powerful laugh."

Yan Yu pressed the remote key, and his blue Audi beeped in response. Yan Yu took two steps over
, picked up Cheng Xiaoyu, opened the car door amidst Cheng Xiaoyu's screams, and pressed her into the car seat.

Cheng Xiaoyu's dark eyes gleamed in the dimly lit carriage. "Yan Yu..."

Yan Yu gently bit her rosy lips. "You crazy girl." Then, satisfied, he watched
Cheng Xiaoyu 's face gradually flush red. He whispered near her lips, "Close your eyes."

Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes widened even more, her soft breasts heaving nervously against his chest.

Yan Yu smiled, closed his eyes, and kissed her soft lips, his tongue gently licking them. She
made soft, kitten-like whimpering sounds under his lips. Yan Yu held her cheeks, and when she wasn't looking, he
pulled gently biting it with his teeth, teasing and playing with it. Her tongue was soft and chewy, like
some kind of gummy candy he used to eat as a child. What to do? He seemed to like this little ostrich more and more.

After a while, Yan Yu ended the kiss. Cheng Xiaoyu lay softly on the car seat, her eyes closed, her face flushed and her breathing
erratic. Yan Yu's fingers caressed her glossy, red lips. "Are you a queen, Cheng Xiaoyu? I think you
're just an easily pushed-over little loli."

Chapter 17 Who Chased Whom

The next day was Sunday. Yan Yu called home and said he would take Cheng Xiaoyu home for lunch. Yan Yu
told Cheng Xiaoyu to dress a little more maturely. Cheng Xiaoyu looked through her clothes;
the only expensive item was the white dress Yan Yu had bought her. None of the others cost more than three hundred yuan. Cheng Xiaoyu put on the white
dress and paired it with light blue wedge sandals. She looked at herself in the mirror, feeling pretty,
but it seemed she still didn't quite meet Yan Yu's requirement of being more mature. Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a moment and decided to put on makeup. She
had never . Back in her senior year, her roommates all said that she should learn to wear light makeup when looking for a job, so they went to
a small shop near the school gate and bought a set of cosmetics. They laughed and joked about applying makeup to each other when they got back, but in the end, when they actually
went to look for jobs, none of them wore makeup.

Yan Yu saw Cheng Xiaoyu fiddling around in her room for an hour or two without making a sound, so he asked her, "What are you doing
? Aren't you done yet?"

"Almost done, putting on makeup."

Yan Yu pushed open the door, walked to the mirror, and lifted Cheng Xiaoyu's chin.

Cheng Xiaoyu asked him a little shyly, "Does it look good?" "

No, it doesn't look good."

Cheng Xiaoyu, "..."

"Go wash your face." The purple eyeshadow wasn't blended evenly, making her eyelids look strange. The mascara was a cheap
brand, clumping on her lashes and looking unsightly. And the blush was too festive.

Cheng Xiaoyu felt a little embarrassed and muttered, "I was just trying to cooperate with you. You wanted me
to dress more maturely."

"I wanted you to look more mature, not to look like a monster."

"You're so mean, Yan Yu." Cheng Xiaoyu slapped away Yan Yu's hand that was pinching her chin and went to the bathroom to wash her face.
"You have such a sharp tongue, see if I help you cover up your lies when we get to your house."

Despite saying that, Cheng Xiaoyu was still a very responsible girl. Since she had promised Yan Yu she would act, she
felt obligated to do it well. Sitting in the car, she asked Yan Yu, "Because I'm your assistant's assistant,
I have more opportunities to interact with you, and then we developed feelings for each other and got together, right?"

"Yeah."

"Hehe, if your parents knew that I hit you with a statue several times because I mistook you for a thief, and then..."
"We got to know each other by drinking at a bar, I wonder how they feel."

Yan Yu, "..."

"We've been dating for over a month, right?"

"Yes."

"Did you pursue me first or did I pursue you first?"

"No one will ask that question."

"How do you know no one will ask that question? What if someone does? We need to prepare our answers beforehand."

"You pursued me."

"Why did I pursue you?" Cheng Xiaoyu reached out and lightly pushed Yan Yu's head. "You pursued me."

"No one will ask that question." "

You did pursue me."

"Whatever, no one will ask that question anyway."

Yan Yu's house is very large, the kind where the gatekeeper has to drive a while to get to the main building before the car can even open the gate.
Cheng Xiaoyu stared blankly at the lush greenery lining the driveway for a moment before reaching out to pat Yan Yu's hair.
"So you really are a young master after all."

Yan Yu dodged Cheng Xiaoyu's hand. "Why do you always touch my head these days?"

"Well, you always ruffle my hair, so why can't I touch yours?"

Yan Yu turned off the engine and got out of the car, closing the door as he said, "You're an ostrich, of course I can touch your head."

Cheng Xiaoyu followed him out of the car, snorting, "Yeah, you're a young master, not someone to be touched on the head, but someone
to keep you company while you drink."

"Cheng Xiaoyu, you're asking for it again!" Yan Yu pulled Cheng Xiaoyu into his arms, his arm around her neck,
but he could do anything, Cheng Xiaoyu grabbed his arm with both hands, giggling and begging for mercy.

As the two were joking around, the door to the white three-story building in front of them opened from the inside. A beautiful woman in her
thirties stood at the door smiling at them. "Yan Yu, you're back."

Yan Yu released Cheng Xiaoyu and called her "Sister."

Cheng Xiaoyu quickly stood up straight and smiled at the woman.

The young woman's gaze shifted to Cheng Xiaoyu. "Miss Cheng, right?" She took two steps closer to examine Cheng Xiaoyu more closely.
"This dress really suits you. Come on in."

Just as she finished speaking, a soft, delicate voice came running over with the sound of pattering footsteps.
"Is Uncle here? Uncle!" she cried, opening her arms and rushing towards him like a little bird.

Yan Yu quickly squatted down to greet her, and a beautifully dressed little girl rushed over and hugged Yan
Yu's neck tightly. Yan Yu picked up the little girl and walked into the house. "Yuanyuan, did you miss Uncle?"

"Yes!" The little girl, Yuanyuan, kissed Yan Yu on the cheek with a "plop."

Seeing Yan Yu enter, Cheng Xiaoyu followed him inside. In the spacious hall, a wealthy-looking woman
was busy setting the table, and a man wearing reading glasses was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper. His
serious expression really resembled Yan Yu's. Both looked to be in their fifties, presumably Yan Yu
's parents.

Yan Yu's mother carefully examined Cheng Xiaoyu, then smiled and walked over, saying, "You must be Xiaoyu? Come
sit on the sofa, dinner will be ready soon."

Cheng Xiaoyu called her "Auntie," and Yan Yu called her "Mom. "

Yan's mother looked at her son and said, "All you do is play with Yuanyuan. Tell your girlfriend to rest first."

Yan Yu nodded. "Xiaoyu, come on, let's sit on the sofa."

Cheng Xiaoyu followed Yan Yu to the sofa, where Yan's father had already taken off his reading glasses and put down his newspaper.

Cheng Xiaoyu called out "Uncle," and Yan's father nodded to her. "Miss Cheng, welcome to our home."

Yuanyuan hugged Yan Yu's neck tightly, looking at Cheng Xiaoyu and asking, "Uncle, who is she?"

"She's your girlfriend," Yan Yu replied, clearly fond of the little girl, his eyes crinkling with a smile.

"Girlfriend?" Yuanyuan looked at Cheng Xiaoyu with a mixture of suspicion and wariness. Cheng Xiaoyu could only smile back amicably
. Yuanyuan then turned to her uncle, "Will you bring your girlfriend every time you come, Uncle?"

Yan Yu nodded.

Yuanyuan glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu again, "Uncle's girlfriend? Why are you always smiling?"

"Huh? I like to smile," Cheng Xiaoyu said helplessly, continuing to giggle.

Yuanyuan gave an "oh" and ignored Cheng Xiaoyu, continuing her affectionate conversation with her uncle.

Yan's mother announced that the food was ready and called everyone to come and eat. Yuanyuan insisted on sitting with her uncle
, and Cheng Xiaoyu was about to move to the opposite side when Yan Yu stopped her, saying that Yuanyuan could sit on his lap and that
Cheng Xiaoyu should sit next to him. After dinner started, Yan Yu's mother and sister urged Cheng Xiaoyu to eat more, putting a lot of food on her plate
. Cheng Xiaoyu could only thank them repeatedly and focus on eating without mentioning it.

Yan Yu's mother spoke first, asking, "Yan Yu, how long have you and Xiaoyu been dating?"

Yan Yu held Yuanyuan on his lap, picking up whatever she wanted to eat and putting it in her bowl. While watching
Yuanyuan eat, he replied without looking up, "A little over a month."

Yan Yu's mother nodded, then smiled and asked Cheng Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, how old are you this year?"

Cheng Xiaoyu put down her chopsticks and said, "Twenty-four."

"Hmm, four years younger than our Yan Yu." Yan's mother then asked, "Where are you from?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "My home is in Liucheng."

"Liucheng?"

"Yes, a very small city in the north, Auntie, you probably don't know it."

Yan's father said, "It's in XX province, right?"

"Yes," Cheng Xiaoyu replied.

"That's far from Rongcheng," said Yan's mother. "Why did you, a girl, come all this way to work?"

Cheng Xiaoyu replied, "I really like Rongcheng. It's a beautiful city with a developed economy and lots of job opportunities.
I came here after graduating from university."

Yan's mother nodded. "Our family used to be from the north, but we settled in Rongcheng later.
What are your plans for the future? Do you want to stay in Rongcheng?"

Cheng Xiaoyu asked. "That depends on the situation," she said, giving Yan Yu a shy smile. Yan Yu
was eating a piece of braised pork that Yuanyuan was feeding him with a small spoon, his mouth full of the delicious flavor. He looked at Cheng Xiaoyu's delicate and shy
smile , feeling a little stunned. This girl was really into character, smiling as if she were his girlfriend.

Yan Yu's mother seemed satisfied with Cheng Xiaoyu's answer and asked again, "Xiaoyu, what do your parents do
for a living ?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "My father is a high school teacher, and my mother used to be an accountant at a state-owned enterprise. She wasn't in
good health, so she retired last year according to the company's early retirement policy."

"Oh, what's wrong with your mother's health?"

"She has a heart condition and high blood pressure."

"That's something she needs to be careful about and get plenty of rest."

Yan Yu's mother had a lot of questions, from Cheng Xiaoyu's alma mater to how many children were in the family—
she wanted to know everything, no matter how small. Cheng Xiaoyu didn't want to talk about the past too clearly, and unable to resist, she secretly
pinched Yan Yu's waist.

While continuing to feed Yuanyuan, Yan Yu said, "Mom, you ask too many questions. At least save some for when
Xiaoyu comes next time."

This made everyone at the table laugh. Yan Yu's mother chuckled, "You silly child," and stopped asking.

Yan Yu's sister also laughed and said, "Mom's done asking, now it's my turn to ask."

Yan Yu called out to her sister helplessly.

Yan Yu's sister said, "I only have one question: who pursued whom?"

This question surprised both Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu. Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her head and smiled reservedly; of course, she
didn't need .

Looking at Cheng Xiaoyu, Yan Yu wanted to tease her again, so he said casually, "Of course she pursued me.
Sis, your brother is very charismatic when I'm working, and Xiaoyu fell for me after only a few days as my assistant
. At first, I was a little angry because I thought she wasn't serious about her work, but then, I realized it's not easy for a
girl ..."

Yan Yu's words were suddenly interrupted by Yuanyuan's childish voice. She stared at Cheng Xiaoyu with wide eyes and said,
"Your uncle's girlfriend, why are you pinching my uncle's leg?!"

This time, even Yan's father couldn't help but laugh, while Cheng Xiaoyu was extremely embarrassed, her face turning bright red, sitting
there unsure whether to laugh or not.

Chapter 18 Exchanging Numbers

After lunch, the family sat in front of the TV eating fruit. Yan Yu bought Yuanyuan a brand new Barbie doll,
and Yuanyuan exclaimed that her uncle was the best, then ran off to play with her new friend. Yan Yu's older sister told Yan Yu
not to bring toys for Yuan Yuan every time she came, as children's interests only last a couple of days, and Yuan Yuan's toy room was already almost overflowing.
Yan Yu's father then asked Yan Yu about Rui Yu's recent situation. Yan Yu was quite respectful to her father, speaking
like a subordinate reporting to a superior, quite unlike Cheng Xiaoyu when she was with her father. According to
Cheng Xiaoyu mother, the father and daughter were disrespectful to each other.

Later, Yan Yu's older sister suggested playing mahjong. Yan Yu's father waved for them to play, but Cheng Xiaoyu said she
wasn't very good. Yan Yu said it was okay, it was just for family fun. Once at the table, it became clear that Cheng Xiaoyu really wasn't good; sometimes
she was a beat slow to react when it was her turn to take a tile. After three rounds, Yan Yu told her to get off, and her father took
over. This family were all mahjong experts, playing with increasing enthusiasm. Cheng Xiaoyu, sitting on the sidelines bored,
went to play with Barbie dolls with Yuan Yuan. This Barbie doll is so exquisitely made, and it even smells delicious! Cheng Xiaoyu had never played with toys like this
when she was little . At first, Yuanyuan was a little indifferent to Cheng Xiaoyu, but what child
doesn't like playmates? Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu earnestly helping her comb the princesses' hair and change their clothes, she gradually
accepted Cheng Xiaoyu.

The family stopped playing around dinnertime. After calculating, it turned out that Yan's mother had won money and Yan's father had lost.
Yan Yu stood up and said, "You're just going through the motions, what's the point of calculating?" After having
dinner together again, Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu got up to say goodbye. At the door, Yan's mother was still reminding Yan Yu to eat well and
not stay up too late. Yuanyuan looked at Yan Yu and then at Cheng Xiaoyu, "Uncle's girlfriend, are you coming again next Sunday
?" Cheng Xiaoyu could only smile and say, "I'll come often when I have time. Goodbye, Yuanyuan."

Yan Yu drove home, and Cheng Xiaoyu sat in the passenger seat, her head resting against the window, lost in thought.

Yan Yu glanced at her. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I'm tired."

"I saw you and Yuanyuan having a good time."

"That was just a forced smile, don't you understand?"

"You don't like my home?"

"Your home isn't my home, why should I like it?" Cheng Xiaoyu's mood was clearly low; her forehead was pressed against
the car window, and her expression was somewhat forlorn. She was a little homesick. If she just left like this, would her mother get
sick again from worry?

"Why don't you like it?"

"It's not that I don't like it," Cheng Xiaoyu sighed, sitting up straight and no longer leaning against the glass, "It's just that I'm not used to it
. We're not from the same social class, so I'm not used to it." "You'll get used to it after you go

more often. My parents aren't really that bothered by it. You'll understand once you spend more time with them." Cheng Xiaoyu turned her head to look at Yan Yu, "I don't need to go to your house every week to pretend to be your girlfriend, do I? I can't stand that." "No need," Yan Yu's lips were slightly pursed, "If you don't like it, then don't go." "That's good." Cheng Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in her seat, "By the way, Yan Yu, why do you like your little niece so much? I didn't realize you were the kind of man who could feed a child." "Yuanyuan is so pitiful. My sister and Yuanyuan's father divorced. In the two years since their divorce, the number of times that man has come to see Yuanyuan can be counted on one hand. My sister is usually busy with work, so my mother takes care of her. Look how happy she is when I come." Cheng Xiaoyu was a little stunned as she looked at Yan Yu's profile as he drove seriously. The more she got to know Yan Yu, the more realized that he was actually a kind-hearted person. This realization made Cheng Xiaoyu feel a little guilty. Cheng Xiaoyu went back to work. As soon as Song Xuewen saw her, he asked her warmly, "Xiaoyu, what ? I don't have your phone number, so I can't ask you." "That night I accidentally fell and there was a piece of broken glass on the ground. It cut my and I had to go to the hospital to get stitches." Cheng Xiaoyu said as she held out her arm for Song Xuewen to see. Song Xuewen, holding Cheng Xiaoyu's arm, said, "Such a long scar... Luckily, nothing serious happened. Is it all healed now?" Before Cheng Xiaoyu could answer, Yan Yu came out of his office. "Xuewen, come with me to a meeting." Song Xuewen had no choice but to let go of Cheng Xiaoyu's arm and follow Yan Yu out. At lunchtime, when the three of them were eating together, Song Xuewen said, "Xiaoyu, let's exchange phone numbers later. You can contact me if you need anything." Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I don't have a phone." "Why don't you have a phone?" Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Well, there's an international organization called 'Natural Life,' which advocates a natural and simple lifestyle, opposes waste and excessive modernization, and also opposes the use of mobile phones. They believe that mobile phones control..."

"It has disrupted human life. I'm a follower of this organization, so I don't use a cell phone."

"'Natural Life,' is there such an organization? I've never heard of it."

Cheng Xiaoyu chuckled and said, "Yes, of course there is."

Yan Yu, who had been eating, suddenly spoke up, "What Natural Life? You're a
girl and you don't even have a cell phone. Who will you contact if you're in danger?"

"I..." Cheng Xiaoyu knew that Yan Yu was referring to what happened that day, but she didn't understand
what he meant by saying this in front of Song Xuewen.

Yan Yu looked at Cheng Xiaoyu and said, "I have a dinner party tonight. After work, take the bus home first. I estimate I won't be home until
eight or nine o'clock. Tomorrow shouldn't be too busy. I'll take you to buy a cell phone after work tomorrow."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Yan Yu speechless, while Song Xuewen, sitting next to her, had already changed her expression.

"What are you staring at me for? Eat." Yan Yu reached out and ruffled Cheng Xiaoyu's hair again,
then picked up his chopsticks and continued eating.

Cheng Xiaoyu stood there stunned for several seconds before lowering her head and eating a mouthful of rice. She didn't want to see Song Xuewen's
expression ; she wondered what he was thinking of her.

That afternoon, Cheng Xiaoyu placed a stack of documents on Yan Yu's desk, with a note on top
containing a ten-digit QQ number.

Yan Yu glanced at the note, then continued with his work. After finishing, he
logged into QQ, clicked search, and entered the QQ number. The result was a user with the nickname "March," whose
profile picture was a small lion with a bead of cold sweat dripping from its forehead. Yan Yu added "March" as a friend, and soon a small lion head icon appeared
in the lower right corner .

March: Yan Yu, you pig! Why do you even have a nickname like Yan Yu? You're so boring!

Yan Yu: Is being called March really that interesting?

March: Why did you say those things in front of Brother Song? What are you expecting people to think?

Yan Yu: Let him think what he wants.

March: You'll ruin my job at the company if you keep this up!

Yan Yu: Song Xuewen knows what he should and shouldn't say, you don't need to worry.

March: But why did you say that?! Nobody else knew anyway.

Yan Yu: Cheng Xiaoyu, I won't allow other men to fawn over you while I'm pursuing you.

March: ...Are you pursuing me?

Yan Yu: What do you think I've been doing for the past two weeks?

March: ...Are you pursuing me? I think it's just your occasional testosterone flare-up that
makes you want to bite any woman you see. Aren't all young masters like that?

Yan Yu: Cheng Xiaoyu!

March: What do you want? I'm saying, Young Master Yan, if I say I don't like you, are you going to kick me
out?

Yan Yu: I wouldn't be that rude, and you'll like me sooner or later.

March: ...

The next day, Yan Yu wanted to take Cheng Xiaoyu to buy a cell phone, but Cheng Xiaoyu refused, insisting she didn't need one.
Two days later, Yan Yu finally handed Cheng Xiaoyu a brand new iPhone.

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the pure white iPhone in her hand. "Didn't I say I didn't want a cell phone
?"

"You have to have one, even if you don't want one. You live at my house, and I can't reach you if I need to."

Cheng Xiaoyu touched the little apple in her hand again, pretending to be disdainful, and said, "A common phone."

Yan Yu said, "You don't like iPhones?" Because her laptop was an Apple, he assumed she liked
Apple products, which was why she bought this phone.

Cheng Xiaoyu touched the smooth little apple, becoming more and more reluctant to put it down. She loved playing with her phone;
how could she not like an iPhone? After a long pause, she said sullenly, "Yan Yu, if this continues, I won't have
enough money to pay you back. Be careful you don't end up with nothing."

"Men earn money to spend on women," Yan Yu said. "Go get a SIM card and tell me
the number ."

Cheng Xiaoyu got the card and exchanged numbers with Yan Yu. Yan Yu had saved Cheng Xiaoyu's name in his phone as "Little
Ostrich," while his name in Cheng Xiaoyu's phone was much less romantic—"Landlord."

Chapter 19: A Few Things About Cohabitation

Song Xuewen didn't ask Cheng Xiaoyu anything, but she clearly felt his attitude towards her had cooled
somewhat . However, Song Xuewen still took good care of her at work, teaching her everything diligently and responsibly. Cheng Xiaoyu
had no way to explain, so she just let it go. After a month in the president's office, she had basically mastered all the tasks. Song Xuewen still handled some
important matters, but Yan Yu directly delegated the smaller tasks to Cheng Xiaoyu. Yan Yu observed coldly
and felt that Cheng Xiaoyu was quite capable and responsible at work, well-suited for a career in a functional department.
This girl wasn't particularly cunning, had a simple lifestyle, and while her temper wasn't exactly good, he quite liked her
personality. At first, Yan Yu was just joking around with her; frankly, he wanted to sleep with her. Now, he still
wanted to sleep with her, but he also wanted her to be his serious girlfriend.

Cheng Xiaoyu was quite talkative; every day after work, when Yan Yu drove her home, she would chatter on and on.

"Yan Yu, my Xiao Ai (Cheng Xiaoyu's nickname for her iPhone) has a
super fun feature after I hacked it. I just installed the software yesterday, and I'll show you now." Cheng Xiaoyu clapped
her hands twice, and her iPhone called out, "I am here! I am here!"

Cheng Xiaoyu took off her sandals, sat cross-legged in the passenger seat, and laughed, "How about it? Fun, right!"
She clapped her hands twice more, and her Xiao Ai continued to respond, "I am here! I am here!"

Yan Yu was driving, but there was no response.

"Hey, Yan Yu!"

"I have so many things to do every day, even when I'm free I don't have time for this.
What ?"

Cheng Xiaoyu scoffed. "There's just a generation gap with you old folks."

Yan Yu's phone had many functions, but she never saw him use any of them. She kindly installed a few
mobile after thinking for a moment, she also downloaded a few time-travel novels for him. Although Cheng Xiaoyu had gotten tired of time-travel novels a few years ago,
given that they had only become popular on TV in the last two years, she hoped that Yan Yu could keep up with the times. She also
downloaded Sina Weibo on Yan Yu's phone, registered an account, and posted a Weibo post: "Hi everyone! I am
Yan Yu, the president of Ruiyu. Welcome to follow me." Two days later, Cheng Xiaoyu remembered to pick up Yan Yu's phone and opened it to take a look...
Yan Yu already had several hundred fans, and everyone was leaving comments on that Weibo post asking if it was really Yan Yu
herself . Cheng Xiaoyu excitedly showed her phone to Yan Yu, who frowned and said two words, "Nonsense
," before closing the phone. She was incredibly oblivious to romance.

Cheng Xiaoyu was usually more talkative in the car; once home, she'd be engrossed in her beloved computer.
In the evenings, both Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu would spend time in the study. Yan Yu would use the computer or read at her desk, while Cheng Xiaoyu
would sit on the sofa with her laptop, sometimes doing aerobics or yoga.
The study she could do as much as she wanted.

Yan Yu noticed that while Cheng Xiaoyu was terrible at mahjong, she was a pro at games, from single-player to online to
board games. All he could hear from her computer all day were
the sounds of "Kill," "Dodge," and "Let me think it over." Yan Yu glanced over and saw she was playing "Three Kingdoms Kill." This girl also likes to play "
When Darkness Falls . This game is the real troublemaker; the main gameplay involves
identifying the killer through voice chat. The chatter is filled with all sorts of accents, making it so noisy
that Yan Yu couldn't concentrate on her book for over ten minutes. Then she heard Cheng Xiaoyu patting the small coffee table in front of the sofa, saying, "
Player number two, I have a good identity, a good identity! Police, you must see this clearly!"

Yan Yu stood up from her desk, walked behind the sofa, leaned down, and placed one hand on the coffee table
to look at the screen with Cheng Xiaoyu. The second player on the screen was named "Runaway to the Moon," and her image was that of a long-haired girl.

Yan Yu said loudly behind Cheng Xiaoyu, "Isn't there a little knife drawn under your name?
What kind of good status does a knife represent?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then angrily retorted, "Yan Yu, you pig, shut up!"

Yan Yu said, "Why should I shut up? I think this game is quite fun."

Cheng Xiaoyu saw the narrow-minded glint in his eyes and knew that Yan Yu was doing it on purpose. She was so angry that she didn't answer, picked up
the sofa cushion behind her, and started hitting Yan Yu all over.

The consequence of hitting him was that Cheng Xiaoyu was eventually pinned down on the sofa and kissed passionately. After Yan Yu had kissed her enough, he wiped
his mouth went back to reading. Cheng Xiaoyu, her face flushed and her clothes slightly open, sat up from the sofa, panting.
The number two contestant on the screen had already been voted out by everyone. Every time someone spoke, they would say, "The number two contestant,
that stupid killer, blah blah blah..." Cheng Xiaoyu pouted, her eyes flashing with grievance. Was she stupid? It was all
that damn Yan Yu's fault!

Ever since that day Yan Yu kissed Cheng Xiaoyu in the car after leaving the hospital, and Cheng Xiaoyu didn't resist afterward
, Yan Yu gradually became more casual with her, frequently pulling her close for hugs and kisses
. Cheng Xiaoyu, aside from blushing and pushing him away, didn't object too much. Yan Yu assumed this
meant had agreed; after all, it was rare for him to be so attentive to a girl, and if he were Cheng Xiaoyu, he would have agreed too.
However, a few times when he got carried away and wanted to take things further, Cheng Xiaoyu always refused. Yan Yu didn't know
what she was being coy about; they had done it before, and sleeping together again would be a natural next step. But Cheng Xiaoyu always said
no, that she wasn't ready. What was there to prepare for in this kind of thing? Was she preparing for an exam? But Yan Yu couldn't
do anything about it. He liked her and wanted to establish a formal relationship with her, so he had to accommodate her. If she insisted on preparing,
then so be it.

The two spent their days and nights together like this, and before they knew it, it was the end of July. One day, Yan Yu suddenly told
Cheng Xiaoyu that the court hearing was in a week and that she should prepare.

Cheng Xiaoyu had been living at Yan Yu's house for a month, and to be honest, she had felt very at ease during that month . She
hadn't felt this at ease since she came to Rongcheng alone. Although she and Yan Yu couldn't really define their relationship,
Cheng Xiaoyu knew from a woman's intuition that no matter what happened, Yan Yu would always help her, which made her feel at ease, and
she had gradually forgotten that scary night.

Cheng Xiaoyu asked, "How should I prepare for the court hearing?"

Yan Yu said, "Tell me how to prepare for a man and woman sleeping together, and I'll tell you how to prepare for the court hearing."

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed and playfully hit Yan Yu, "Stop fooling around, we're talking about serious matters."

Yan Yu said, "Actually, there's not much to prepare. We'll meet with the lawyer tomorrow, and when
they just tell them the truth."

On the day of the hearing, apart from the landlord, neighbors, and Yan Yu who came to testify, there was no one else there, not even the bad guy
's girlfriend came to observe. Cheng Xiaoyu felt somewhat relieved; she certainly didn't want to discuss this in
front of so many people. The bad man stood listlessly in the dock, looking even dirtier after being detained for over a month.
Upon seeing him, Cheng Xiaoyu unconsciously took a step back, turning her gaze to Yan Yu. Yan Yu was sitting in the witness stand,
coldly watching the man. Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to lower her head again.

The bad man was penniless; his defense lawyer was appointed by the court. Cheng Xiaoyu's defense lawyer, however, was
the best , full of fighting spirit and eloquent. Attempted rape and intentional injury were undisputed facts,
the main point of contention between the two lawyers was whether the defendant had the intent to kill. The defendant's lawyer argued that upon hearing Yan
Yu's knocking, the defendant panicked and covered Cheng Xiaoyu
's face with a pillow to prevent her from calling for help. Cheng Xiaoyu's lawyer countered that even after Yan Yu stopped knocking, the defendant continued to cover Cheng Xiaoyu's face with the pillow for three or four minutes
, causing her to lose consciousness at one point. If Yan Yu hadn't broken in through the window, Cheng Xiaoyu would likely
have suffocated. When it was the defendant's turn to speak, the man cried and said he regretted drinking that day.
Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her head and said nothing. She felt sorry for the man, but pity didn't
justify his actions. The court ultimately found the defendant guilty of attempted murder and sentenced him to ten years in prison.

After the trial, Yan Yu drove Cheng Xiaoyu home. Cheng Xiaoyu kept looking out the window, finally
letting out a soft sigh after a long while. While waiting at a red light, Yan Yu reached out and grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's hand, which was resting on her
lap
. "From now on, with me here, no one will dare to bully you." Cheng Xiaoyu remained looking out the window without speaking. After the light turned red, Yan Yu withdrew his hand and continued driving.

The court hearing was at eight o'clock this morning, and both Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu got up very early, arriving home after two in the afternoon.

After entering the house, Yan Yu asked Cheng Xiaoyu, "Are you tired? Why don't you go take a nap?"

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded. "Are you going back to the company?"

"No, I don't have much to do today. I'm going to take a nap too."

Yan Yu went back to his room, drew the curtains, and slept for an unknown amount of time, vaguely feeling someone poking him.
He opened his eyes and saw Cheng Xiaoyu sitting on the edge of his bed, poking his cheek repeatedly with a finger
.

Yan Yu grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's hand. "What are you doing?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, resting her chin on her hand. "Seeing why you're still not awake."

Yan Yu sat up and yawned. "What time is it?"

"A little past six."

"Why did you wake me up? Are you hungry? Want me to take you out to eat?"

"I have good news and bad news for you. Which do you want to hear first?"

"The bad news."

"The bad news is that I just checked my paycheck. My July salary was only 1,700 yuan, so
I won't be able to pay the rent for August." She had taken two weeks off in July, and 1,700 yuan
was more than she had expected.

"Good news?"

"The good news is that to thank you for taking care of me for the past month, I've decided to treat you to
a big meal after I got paid."

Yan Yu's almond-shaped eyes were still a little sleepy. He pulled Cheng Xiaoyu, who was sitting by the bed,
close up and kissed , smiling as he said, "Okay."

Chapter 20 So-called First Love

Cheng Xiaoyu directed Yan Yu's car through the alleyways, finally arriving at a rather inconspicuous Malaysian restaurant
. The restaurant was small but clean, inexpensive, and the food was quite unique. However, it was too crowded, with each chair
narrow and close together, making it a bit noisy. Yan Yu felt a little uncomfortable sitting there.

Cheng Xiaoyu picked up a Nyonya dumpling with a golden-brown crust and placed it on Yan Yu's plate. "Try it.
I found this dish to be the most recommended on Dianping (a Chinese review website)."

Yan Yu took a bite and said it was quite delicious. Actually, he didn't really like Malaysian food; he always found the taste strange.

After finishing their meal, Yan Yu asked Cheng Xiaoyu where she wanted to go. Cheng Xiaoyu suggested
they take a stroll around Nanhu Lake since the evening was cool.

Nanhu Lake was beautiful, brightly lit with a gentle night breeze, and many people were walking along its shore. Looking at the beautiful
scenery, Cheng Xiaoyu sighed, "It's because Nanhu Lake is famous that housing prices in Rongcheng are so high. We out-of-towners
are struggling to pay rent every month."

The lakeside was crowded with tourists, and some rose vendors would approach a man and a woman and ask them questions,
which annoyed Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu. During the day, there were city management officers around Nanhu Lake, but they went off duty at night, so
the area was inevitably a bit chaotic. After strolling around for a while, Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Why don't we go sit on Baoshi Mountain?
We can see Nanhu Lake there, and it's quieter than here."

Yan Yu said, "How can we climb a mountain at night?"

Cheng Xiaoyu pointed to Baoshi Mountain next to them and said, "Can't you see the lights on the mountain? I've
climbed Baoshi Mountain at night before. The main paths are lit up, so it's easy to climb."

Baoshi Mountain was indeed not difficult to climb. The stone steps were flat, and there were streetlights every now and then. In about an hour, Yan Yu and
Cheng Xiaoyu reached the top of the mountain. Although the mountain wasn't very high, sitting there, they could still overlook most of Nanhu Lake. The bustling crowds
below looked like tiny black dots from the mountain, and it no longer affected their enjoyment of
the beautiful scenery of Nanhu Lake.

Before heading up the mountain, the two bought a few cans of beer at the supermarket. Cheng Xiaoyu took out a can, opened it, and took a sip.
"Look, just a moment ago we were one of those little black dots, and now we're sitting here watching them. So
life, really, you're blinded by your own involvement. You have to go further, go farther, to see things clearly."

Yan Yu also opened a can of beer. "You're quite fond of making sentimental pronouncements." Her QQ signature
changes frequently, and sometimes she speaks like a hundred-year-old. A while ago her QQ nickname was March, and these
past few days it's April. It's clearly August now, okay? I don't know what she's thinking all day.

Cheng Xiaoyu chuckled and said, "That's because I'm good at thinking. Yan Yu, you have no idea what
kind of person I am." She tore open a bag of peanuts and handed it to Yan Yu. "Here, have some. You
didn't eat , are you hungry now?"

Yan Yu took the peanuts and ate them slowly with his beer. He said, "I've been in Rongcheng for many years, and I've never been to Baoshi Mountain at
night . The view of Nanhu Lake from here is quite beautiful." Under the night sky and the lights, the dark blue-green
waters of Nanhu Lake were calm and gentle, possessing a unique charm compared to the daytime.

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I remember your mother saying your family is from the North. Where is your hometown?"

"I was born in Hecheng, and I came to Rongcheng with my parents when I was a teenager."

"Oh, you're from Hecheng. Why did your family move to Rongcheng?" Hecheng is the capital of the country; Rongcheng,
though nice, probably can't compare to Hecheng.

"Hecheng is doing well now, but a decade or so ago, it wasn't as open and developed as the South. My dad 's
company in Hecheng wasn't doing very well back then, so he made the tough decision to close it down and move to Rongcheng. Looking back
, he made the right decision; otherwise, Jiacheng wouldn't be what it is today." Jiacheng Group is Yan Yu's father's company.
Although Ruiyu was built by Yan Yu himself, it's still backed by his father's company, Jiacheng
Group.

Cheng Xiaoyu said "Oh."

Yan Yu continued, "But I didn't stay in Rongcheng for many years. I transferred here for junior high, spent three years in high school, and
did my postgraduate studies in the UK. I only returned to China a couple of years ago."

Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "That's quite an experience. Hecheng and Rongcheng are probably the two best cities in our
country , one in the south and one in the north. You've lived in both, and you even spent several years in the UK immersing yourself in the British lifestyle
. How fortunate you are! What did you study in university?"

"I majored in business administration and minored in e-commerce."

"So you started Ruiyu after you came back?" Ruiyu is an internet company whose main business is e-commerce.

"Yes. I was interested in e-commerce when I was in college, so I minored in it."

Cheng Xiaoyu chuckled again and said, "So, Yan Yu, was your first love in Hecheng or Rongcheng?"

"In Hecheng."

"Oh? How old were you then?"

"In junior high."

"Was she pretty?"

"I thought she was very pretty back then, but now I think she was just average."

"Hey, how can you talk like that? First love is supposed to be wonderful."

"Cheng Xiaoyu, was your first love wonderful?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing, "To be honest, not at all. That
brat , I saved up my allowance to buy him a train ticket to see him, and that very night he wanted to..."
They went to a hotel, and after I firmly refused, their attitude towards me the next day was quite different. I was so angry that I bought a train ticket back to school the following
night , and then I was so poor that I ate instant noodles for almost half a month.

Yan Yu nodded. "It's not exactly pleasant." Cheng

Xiaoyu smiled and took a sip of beer. "Actually, men all want to sleep with women, especially eighteen or nineteen-year-
olds with overflowing hormones. But how can you be so blunt with a young girl? It'll scare her. Girls
need to be coaxed; if you're smart enough, you can win them over. But him? He won't even give her a good look if he doesn't sleep with her. Sigh, he's still too naive.
Unlike you, Yan Yu," Cheng Xiaoyu tilted her head and poked Yan Yu's forehead with her slender white finger.
"You old fox."

Yan Yu glared at Cheng Xiaoyu and smiled. "How am I an old fox?"

"You are an old fox. You see through me and there's no escaping me, that's why you're not in a hurry."

Yan Yu also turned to look at Cheng Xiaoyu. "I'm giving you time not because I'm not in a hurry, but because I
like you."

If Yan Yu wanted to bewitch any woman, he could. Now, looking at Cheng Xiaoyu,
his eyes were focused and serious, and there was only Cheng Xiaoyu in them. Cheng Xiaoyu's face flushed slightly. She smiled awkwardly,
stood up, patted her bottom, and said, "Let's go down the mountain, it's getting late."

Yan Yu didn't say anything more, picked up the remaining cans of beer, and went down the mountain with Cheng Xiaoyu. Cheng Xiaoyu's
defense system was clearly so weak that he could break through it with a single move, so he wasn't in a hurry. He would wait for a better
opportunity to strike, and he was sure to succeed immediately.

It was past ten o'clock when they got off the mountain. Yan Yu was driving home when Cheng Xiaoyu, sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly said,
"Yan Yu, let's not go home. Let's go to a karaoke bar for a late-night sing-along. I haven't sung in ages."

"You have to work tomorrow. Let's go on Saturday."

"But I want to sing," Cheng Xiaoyu said, grabbing Yan Yu's arm. "Yan Yu, I want to sing."

Yan Yu glanced at her. "Okay, let's go sing then."

There were many people waiting to sing at the karaoke bar, mostly groups of middle school and college students. When it was time
to pay , Yan Yu was about to take out his wallet when Cheng Xiaoyu pressed his hand down and said, "Yan Yu, I'll pay for today."
Yan Yu let her pay.

As soon as Cheng Xiaoyu entered the private room and picked up the microphone, she perked up. She pounded the microphone,
saying, "Yan Yu, I'm the karaoke queen!"

Yan Yu sat on the sofa and opened a can of beer. "Okay, you sing."

"What, you don't like singing?"

"It's alright, you sing first."

Cheng Xiaoyu picked a few warm-up songs; Jolin Tsai, Fish Leong, Stefanie Sun, and Faye Wong were practically
must-sing songs at karaoke. Yan Yu sat on the sofa, one arm around Cheng Xiaoyu, the other holding a can of beer, listening to her sing. This
girl's voice wasn't the best, but she was emotionally rich and her pitch accurate. She sang with great enthusiasm and seemed to enjoy herself immensely.

Cheng Xiaoyu sang three songs in a row, then pushed Yan Yu to choose songs. Yan Yu got up and picked a few. He sang
while holding Cheng Xiaoyu, his voice deep and beautiful, especially captivating when singing English songs. After he finished,
Cheng Xiaoyu clapped enthusiastically, "So cool, Yan Yu!"

Yan Yu leaned down and kissed Cheng Xiaoyu on the cheek.

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed and nudged Yan Yu. "Yan Yu, are you used to coming to places like this to find hostesses
? You're all over the place, hugging and kissing them as soon as you walk in."

Yan Yu snorted. "If I were looking for a hostess, it wouldn't be like this." As he spoke, his
large hand, which was on Cheng Xiaoyu's shoulder, slipped down and entered her warm, soft flesh. Before Cheng Xiaoyu could even utter a sound, Yan Yu's
lips were on hers. He pressed Cheng Xiaoyu down onto the sofa, their breaths mingling, the air thick with the smell of alcohol.

Suddenly, the speakers on either side of the large screen vibrated, and a deafeningly loud guitar chord erupted, making Yan Yu stop in his tracks.
Cheng Xiaoyu shoved Yan Yu away, took a few breaths, then grabbed the microphone and said, "It's Mayday! I love
Mayday the most!"

"The sky is empty, the ground is dry! I'm going to pour out my passion for you! Make you crazy, make you thirsty, let the whole world
know that you are mine!" Cheng Xiaoyu sang along with the men on the screen, nodding and swaying,
"The weather is crazy, the sea is rolling! So I'm going to have fun! Don't waste a moment, be a dream walker!...
"

Watching Cheng Xiaoyu jumping and dancing along with the big screen, Yan Yu frowned, feeling a little annoyed.
Was this girl a little dim-witted?

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