He released Ye Zhiwei, who was panting heavily, her body heaving. She felt disheveled and unwilling to let Jiang Jianian take advantage of her and leave, so she grabbed Jiang Jianian and soaked in the water with him.

His shirt was already mostly wet, and even his hair was soaked from the splashes of water when Ye Zhiwei struggled. It was even dripping wet. His short, thick black hair had bangs that were sticking to his skin because they were wet. His skin looked sickly white under the light. He started to unbutton his shirt, revealing a very white neck with visible blue veins.

"Are you inviting me to take a shower together?" he asked.

Ye Zhiwei shrank back into the water and immediately said, "Who invited you to take a bath together?"

He seemed not to hear Ye Zhiwei's refusal, his gaze fixed on her skin, which was flushed from the heat and looked even more delicate in the water. The way she looked at him warily was quite adorable.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Unfortunately, I don't want to leave."

He was still taking off his shirt. His body lines had become more and more beautiful, no longer as slender as a boy, but somewhere between a boy and a man. They were lines honed through exercise, exuding strength. He took Ye Zhiwei's hand and placed it on his body. Under Ye Zhiwei's shocked gaze, he smiled and said, "Is it because you made me so wet?"

"No, who told you to hide the shower gel and stuff? How can you trick people into coming to take a shower like that? What kind of boyfriend is as shameless as you?" She thought for a moment and then cursed again, "Shameless bastard."

"Yeah, I'm shameless." She actually admitted it like that.

Seeing how readily he admitted it, Ye Zhiwei launched into a barrage of insults, ranging from despicable and shameless to lecherous scoundrel and dog. Jiang Jianian responded to each of her insults.

Because Jiang Jianian responded so quickly, Ye Zhiwei felt powerless, as if she were punching cotton. She was speechless for a long time and instead questioned Jiang Jianian, "Why did you respond so quickly?"

Jiang Jianian gave Ye Zhiwei a deep look: "Because I really want to do this kind of thing."

He took off most of his clothes; he was actually going to do it for real.

The steam in the bathroom made everything around look hazy. The steam turned into water droplets when it touched the skin, and even Ye Zhiwei's hair clung to her neck.

...

Ye Zhiwei had no idea how she came out of the bathroom. In the end, Jiang Jianian carried her to sit on the bed and then helped her put on her nightgown like he was playing with a doll.

She looked at Jiang Jianian, her eyes still red.

Seeing her pitiful state, Jiang Jianian asked her if she wanted some water.

Ye Zhiwei licked her lips, and after a while, she cursed again, "You're a beast."

He then casually asked, "Do you mean I can still do things that are beastly?"

He was in a good mood and originally wanted to go along with Ye Zhiwei, but when he heard her say that, he immediately thought in another direction and couldn't help but hug Ye Zhiwei and kiss her shoulder.

He found it interesting and took a closer look.

Ye Zhiwei: ...

Jiang Jianian could easily see that Ye Zhiwei was faking pain. When she cried out in pain, Jiang Jianian smiled and rubbed her arm. "Does it still hurt?"

She nodded immediately.

Jiang Jianian asked her with a smile, "Then what should we do?"

"I won't feel good if no one makes me snacks during summer vacation."

Jiang Jianian immediately understood Ye Zhiwei's implied meaning, and he followed her words, saying, "Do it."

Who will do it?

"I'll do it."

Ye Zhiwei felt satisfied, "It doesn't seem to hurt as much anymore."

She had barely finished speaking when she asked warily, "Aren't you also very busy during the summer vacation? Besides going to the company with your dad, don't you also have to go to Grandpa Li's research institute? How do you have time to make pastries?"

"We're not going anymore."

Ye Zhiwei was taken aback. "You're not going at all?"

She took it as a joke from Jiang Jianian, but because Jiang Jianian carried her downstairs and cooked her a late-night snack, Ye Zhiwei forgave him.

The next day, Ye Zhiwei was still angry and thought she wouldn't see Jiang Jianian early in the morning. But to her surprise, he was actually at home and even made breakfast for her in the kitchen.

Ye Zhiwei didn't believe the news when she heard it from the housekeeper, until she saw Jiang Jianian making wonton soup for her in the kitchen.

Ye Zhiwei was somewhat shocked, "Didn't Dad go to the company? You didn't go with him."

"Well, I told you I haven't been in a good mood lately and wanted to stay home with you for a while. Your uncle understood and went to the company by himself." Jiang Jianian started cooking soup. Because it was morning, the soup was very light, but it smelled very appetizing, making Ye Zhiwei unconsciously stare at the small wontons that Jiang Jianian was making.

Jiang seemed not only unconcerned but also quite content. It was clear that he preferred making breakfast for Ye Zhiwei to following Ye Qingcheng around the company.

Smelling the sweet aroma of the wonton soup, Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but ask, "When will it be ready? I'm starving."

She said she was hungry, so Jiang Jianian placed the steamed and peeled shrimp and a small dish of dipping sauce in front of Ye Zhiwei, saying, "Have something to eat first."

Miss Ye immediately sat down obediently and buried her head in eating shrimp.

Shrimp taste best when peeled by your boyfriend.

As she ate, she glanced up at Jiang Jianian and asked, "So, nothing's going on at your company either?"

Jiang Jianian stopped what she was doing and looked at Ye Zhiwei, "Are you afraid I'll go bankrupt?"

"How could I be afraid of you going bankrupt? Even if you do, I can still support you. You can just eat and drink with me, just like Dad does. I'm going to use Dad's money to support you now, and I'll use all my salary to support you after you graduate and start working." Ye Zhiwei said with a smile, "How about you stay home and cook for me properly? Do you agree?"

Jiang Jianian chuckled. Taking advantage of the moment before the wontons started to boil, he walked over to Ye Zhiwei, bent down and kissed her forehead, and said to her as she playfully complained, "How could I not agree, my little master?"