Ye Zhiwei hurriedly went to the kitchen.

Thinking about how Ye Qingcheng had been telling her stories from her childhood, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She was somewhat surprised that Ye Qingcheng remembered her childhood so clearly, and then she saw that Jiang Jianian was listening so attentively.

I can't stand it anymore; I always feel like the past is a dark history.

Ye Zhiwei took a deep breath, turned on the tap, splashed water on her face, and then started looking for fruit in the refrigerator. Jiang Jianian didn't like these things, but because he thought Ye Zhiwei liked them, the refrigerator was always full of fresh fruit.

Ye Zhiwei suggested eating watermelon, and to her surprise, Jiang Jianian actually bought one today.

Ye Zhiwei struggled to take the watermelon out. When Jiang Jianian came over, Ye Zhiwei was looking for a knife. The watermelon on the counter started rolling. By the time Ye Zhiwei found the fruit knife and returned, Jiang Jianian was holding the watermelon up and trying to stop it from falling.

"Jiang...Jiang Jianian?" Ye Zhiwei was shocked. "How did you get in?"

Jiang Jianian placed his beautiful, slender hand on the watermelon, but his gaze was on Ye Zhiwei. He asked, "Ye Zhiwei, can you figure out someone's kitchen after visiting their home once or twice?"

"Of course not!" Ye Zhiwei had barely finished speaking when she suddenly realized her mistake. She rubbed her forehead in exasperation, "Oh no, oh no, oh no!"

After saying "I'm done" three times, Ye Zhiwei felt sullen. "I actually forgot that I'm just a guest who's only been here once or twice."

"Perhaps the future mistress is naturally more sensitive to the environment here," Jiang Jianian said with a hint of a smile.

Ye Zhiwei said angrily, "How could you tease me when I was feeling so down?"

“I thought I was telling the truth.” Jiang Jianian gave Ye Zhiwei a deep look, and when Ye Zhiwei was already in despair, he smiled and said, “Are you feeling upset because of this? If it’s just because of this, then there’s no need to worry. Ji Shuli sent me here to help you out, and he covered up your lie very well.”

Young Master Ji received a rare compliment from Jiang Jianian.

Ye Zhiwei blushed, and she accused Jiang Jianian in disbelief, "How could you—how could you bully me like this?"

She blushed again.

Jiang Jianian originally only wanted to bully her with words, but his gaze gradually changed. He walked towards Ye Zhiwei, his gaze subtly changing, as if he was suppressing something. The kitchen was a bit hot because the air conditioning wasn't on, and Jiang Jianian's gaze was also a bit irritating. Ye Zhiwei took a step back.

"Jiang, Jiang Jianian?"

As long as Jiang Jianian isn't so gentle and his gaze is a little more dangerous, Ye Zhiwei, who is usually so presumptuous in front of the big boss every day because she knows that Jiang Jianian likes her and won't hurt her, finally becomes a little timid.

She took a step back, and Jiang Jianian took a step forward. In the end, Ye Zhiwei had nowhere to retreat and even reached the kitchen door. The young man seemed to be unable to contain his turbulent emotions, and his Adam's apple bobbed, which was very sexy.

Ye Zhiwei blushed, and her lips were inexplicably dry. She warned, "Daddy, Daddy is still outside. If you bully me, aren't you afraid that Daddy will come in and beat you when he finds out?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the kitchen door was locked. Jiang Jianian leaned against the door and said to Ye Zhiwei, "This way... they can't come in, right?"

Ye Zhiwei: ? ? ?

"Wait, wait a minute!" Ye Zhiwei said warily, "How could you, how could you really lock it? What are you planning to do by locking the door?"