"Um... haven't you checked your WeChat messages since last night?"

After Jiang asked that question, she immediately held her breath, and her heart began to beat rapidly.

Xu Muyao gripped the steering wheel with one hand, his face calm as he stared straight ahead.

"I saw it." His voice was soft, like a gentle breeze, drifting lightly into Jiang Ye's ears.

They really are very economical with words.

Jiang frowned slightly. She wanted to ask him why he didn't reply to her messages, but then she thought, what obligation did he have to reply to her messages?

She kept reassuring herself, "It's okay, don't be impatient, haste makes waste."

Thinking of this, his furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

Although Xu Muyao was driving, he was keeping an eye on the people next to him out of the corner of his eye.

"Going home or somewhere else? I'll take you." Xu Muyao said in a deep voice, deliberately changing the subject.

After seeing the news last night, he was stunned for a long time. He was no longer a naive boy. The little girl's thoughts were like clear lake water, completely transparent. How could he not understand?

For so many years, his heart has been tightly surrounded by an invisible wall, which no one can enter, and he has never thought of letting anyone in.

Having gone through that long and bitter relationship, this refreshing feeling was like a gentle breeze across a lake, unable to stir the slightest ripple in his heart.

Moreover, with "Guoshanfeng" lurking in the shadows watching him at any moment, he can't afford to love anyone, nor is he qualified to love anyone.

Jiang glanced at him dejectedly, gritted her teeth, and said softly, "Take me home, thank you."

It's okay, anyway, she has plenty of patience and time right now, so a little more won't make a difference. She can go to his shop again tomorrow.

Before getting off the bus, Jiang couldn't help but ask, "Do you go to the teahouse every day?"

"Yes, every day."

Are you hiring at your shop?

Hearing this question, Xu Muyao looked at her hesitantly, then nodded, "Hire people."

Business is booming, and we're really short-staffed.

"How about I apply for a job with you?"

Jiang blinked her doe-like eyes, her bright pupils filled with love for him.

Upon hearing this, he glared at her irritably, "Not good at all. Get out of the car; we can't stop here for too long."

She knew he would refuse, but she wasn't upset because she had only asked the question as a test.

Jiang shrugged nonchalantly, "Okay, okay, I was just saying. Bye-bye."

After getting out of the car, she stood still and waved until the black Mercedes disappeared into the traffic before turning around and walking into the residential area.

Because of Xu Muyao's phrase, "Every day."

Jiang was like a clockwork toy, going to Qian San's teahouse every day without fail and spending the whole day there. After coming so often, he became familiar with the elderly folks at the teahouse.

Xu Muyao couldn't help but ask her, "Aren't you doing an internship? Why are you coming here every day?"

“It’s an internship.” Jiang Ye looked at him with bright eyes, like a little hamster, with a pastry in her mouth. “But the internship company is owned by my dad.”

Xu Muyao then realized that he only remembered that she was Director Ye's niece, but he had overlooked the fact that the Jiang family was also a famous and well-known family.

The Jiang family owns many businesses, and as the only precious daughter of the Jiang family, she is naturally pampered to the extreme. However, the little girl in front of me does not seem to have the slightest bit of princess syndrome.

Xu Muyao, who was busy at the front desk, could see Jiang Ye sitting among a group of elderly men and women, chatting enthusiastically, with a variety of expressions on her face.

She came like this for more than a month, arriving at the store even more punctually than him every day. Sometimes, when he, as the owner, was a little late, she would call to urge him to hurry up.

Gradually, he got used to her being like this, carefree and always hanging around him, her words as sweet as honey, making the old men and women in the shop very happy.

In just one month, many customers exclaimed that Qian San Teahouse had a real gem, and chatting with her was much more interesting than listening to crosstalk.

Because of her silver tongue, she did attract many customers to the store.

As Xu Muyao watched her speak eloquently, she suddenly turned around, picked up her teacup, and drank it all in one gulp. He shook his head helplessly.

He himself was unaware that the upward curve of his lips had taken on a hint of doting affection.

Habits are the most terrifying things. They seep into every corner of your life without you even realizing it. By the time you realize it, you are already deeply trapped in them, unable to extricate yourself, and even more difficult to forget them.

Jiang was having a great time chatting when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a graceful figure walking in, heading straight for the front desk.

"Brother Yao, I've brought you lunch. I made it myself. Try it and see if it suits your taste."

For some reason, Xu Muyao subconsciously glanced at Jiang Ye.

"Thank you, but no need, I have staff meals at my shop." He politely declined.

The woman who delivered the food was Xie Ling, a former colleague from the police force, but she had long since left the force and was now running her own small business.

When they were both in the police force, she had confessed her feelings to him. At that time, he told her directly that he already had a girlfriend and thanked her for her affection.

Unexpectedly, after all these years, she was still single, and now he was single too, so she came back to him, showering him with attention. Even though he had made it clear that he had no plans to find a girlfriend at the moment.

Most importantly, she was not his type at all.

Xie Ling: "No employee meal can compare to something you make yourself. Look, I've already brought it over, there's no reason for me to take it back."

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