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After they left, Li Xiaoyao walked to the sofa with Zhu Xiaoyue's shoulders in his embrace and sat down.

Zhu Xiaoyue leaned into Li Xiaoyao's arms, her voice choked up as she said, "My dad wants me to marry someone else. I don't want to get married, I just don't."

Li Xiaoyao's hand gently stroked her hair and said, "With me here, as long as you don't want to marry, no one can force you."

"Really?" Zhu Xiaoyue looked up at him, then her gaze dimmed as she said, "But my dad is the city bureau chief."

Li Xiaoyao boasted confidently, "So what if he's a bureau chief? If I wish, it's not just about a bureau chief, even if it were a prefect, they would have to stand here respectfully and follow my orders."

"Pfft!" Zhu Xiaoyue couldn't help but laugh and said, "You've got such thick skin. Who do you think you are? Even prefects would have to listen to you? Bragging without blushing."

Li Xiaoyao simply smiled and did not explain.

He would naturally not boast without reason, but some things, he felt, it was enough for him to know.

For example, Li Xiaoyao would not willingly tell Zhu Xiaoyue about his current status and power unless absolutely necessary.

He hoped to interact with these girls as an ordinary person.

Status is something very special and very important.

Li Xiaoyao felt that his current status was just right, neither too high nor too low. It allowed both parties to treat each other equally without bringing too much pressure to either side.

That night, Li Xiaoyao held Zhu Xiaoyue as they slept.

Li Xiaoyao was indeed feeling very stifled, but he still held back.

In the morning, as he woke up, Li Xiaoyao's hands started restlessly exploring under the blankets, waking up Zhu Xiaoyue, who was still half asleep.

Li Xiaoyao whispered in her ear, "What did the doctor say about when your shoulder injury will heal?"

Zhu Xiaoyue twisted her body, trying to escape from Li Xiaoyao's grasp, and said, "The doctor said it takes a hundred days for bone to bond and tendons to heal."

Li Xiaoyao paused his movements. Seizing the opportunity, Zhu Xiaoyue turned to face him, flashing a sly smile.

Li Xiaoyao instantly understood he had been tricked and said menacingly, "Alright, tricking me, are you? We'll see how I deal with you."

...

Zhu Xiaoyue had to go to work during the day, and Li Xiaoyao just played around with her in bed for a while before getting up.

After leaving the hotel, they went their separate ways.

Li Xiaoyao felt even more that not having a car was indeed painful.

"Buzz~"

His phone rang—it was Lin Yuanyuan calling.

This girl was even more punctual than an alarm clock.

"What's up?"

"Come pick me up."

"Pick you up? Where do you want to go now?"

"I'm hungry, I want to eat."

Li Xiaoyao: "... Go out yourself, I'm busy right now and can't make it over."

"Hmph, what could you possibly be doing?" Lin Yuanyuan immediately got annoyed and said, "I don't care, you promised Cai'er to take care of me, now it's only the third day, are you thinking of abandoning the task already? How can you be so irresponsible? Are you even a man?"

Li Xiaoyao was at a loss for words as this girl really knew how to exaggerate.

Dragging it out into a matter of moral high ground.

"Alright, alright, I'll come over in a bit," Li Xiaoyao said, annoyed beyond measure, and had to compromise.

After hanging up the phone, Li Xiaoyao called Zhang Meng. Stay updated via empire

"How's the search for the shop going?" Li Xiaoyao asked about the antique shop matter.

Zhang Meng was having breakfast at home and responded, "I went to a few places yesterday, but the locations weren't that great."

Li Xiaoyao said, "Don't rush, take your time. I might come back late tonight."

Zhang Meng felt incredibly happy as Li Xiaoyao was really too good to her.

Though the two had known each other for less than a month and had already been intimate, Li Xiaoyao could have easily disavowed that encounter.

But not only had Li Xiaoyao acknowledged it, he had also bought her a house and a car.

This gave Zhang Meng an unreal feeling as if she was living in a dream.

Li Xiaoyao had been very busy lately, or more accurately, he was always busy.

Zhang Meng was a bit careless, but she understood very well that Li Xiaoyao couldn't possibly have only her as a woman in his life.

Up to this point, Zhang Meng had not even asked if Li Xiaoyao had a wife or girlfriend.

She felt there was no need to ask; if he didn't, that would be best. If he did, Zhang Meng had no choice but to accept it.

"I hear the raindrops falling on the green grass~ I hear the distant school bell ring~"

This was the ringtone on Zhang Meng's phone, a song from the movie "Our Times" called "A Little Happiness."

She loved that movie, loved the male lead, and the love between the girl and the boy in it.

It was the romantic template Zhang Meng aspired to—she hoped to find someone like the movie's male lead to protect her.

It used to be her wish, but she didn't wish for it anymore because now she had Li Xiaoyao.

Li Xiaoyao was the male lead in her life, able to protect her for a lifetime.

"Hello, Zhuo Yi," Zhang Meng put down her chopsticks and walked to the spacious balcony, stretching her arms.

"Meng Meng, do you have time this afternoon?"

"Yes," replied Zhang Meng. "Why don't you come to my place this afternoon, Zhuo Yi? We can cook together at home."

"Sounds good. Are you still living at the same place?"

Zhang Meng said, "I've moved. Xiaoyao bought me a house, I now live in Purple Sky Mansion."

"Bought a house?" Zhuo Yi was startled for a moment, her mind going blank.

Zhuo Yi and Zhang Meng were alike in some respects, for instance, both were from small places and wanted to settle down and establish themselves in Ling City.

Zhuo Yi knew better than anyone the cost of housing in Ling City; she had always wanted to own an apartment there.

But the prices were just so high.

Even the second-hand homes in the city sector were selling for over twenty thousand a square meter, let alone new properties.

And now, Zhang Meng was telling her that Li Xiaoyao had bought her an apartment.

Purple Sky Mansion, Zhuo Yi was familiar with that residential complex, it was a high-end development with an average price over thirty thousand per square meter.

Over thirty thousand—what did that amount to?

An apartment of a hundred square meters would cost three million in total.

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Yi sat behind her desk, unable to snap back to reality for a long time.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Just for sleeping with her once, Li Xiaoyao had given Zhang Meng a house—when had he become so extravagant?

Could he be an undercover rich second-generation? She really had misjudged him.

Zhuo Yi did like Li Xiaoyao, for him as a person, of course. Naturally, if Li Xiaoyao came from a wealthy family, that would be even better for Zhuo Yi.

Zhuo Yi decided to see for herself the new place Li Xiaoyao had bought for Zhang Meng; she wanted to know what Li Xiaoyao's attitude was toward women he liked.

Li Xiaoyao's attitude was simple: buy whatever his woman liked.

If there was a lack in the emotional aspect, he would try to make up for it materially as much as possible.

Women are emotional creatures; money might not be able to buy the affectionate heart of a genuine woman, but it could definitely make a woman feel a man's sincerity.

This was very important, and Li Xiaoyao, understanding this, tried his best to satisfy them materially.