After finding the correct room number and entering the room, Chi Musheng plopped down on a stool.

"Boss, you sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the bench tonight."

He didn't want to sleep with Tu Shan Honghong. Young people are too impulsive and easily agitated. Not having relationships with clients was his principle, so he cut it off at the source.

If you don't sleep, there will be no reaction, which perfectly solves the problem.

Tu Shan Honghong didn't respond, but just silently watched Chi Musheng. She figured she could just hug him and use him as a pillow after he fell asleep, since that's what she did this morning.

Chi Musheng touched his face and asked curiously.

"Boss, why are you staring at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

From the moment Tu Shan Honghong sat on the bed, she kept staring at him, making him wonder if there was something dirty on him.

"When was I looking at you? I was just looking at the table," Tu Shan Hong Hong said with a smirk, taking out the Bell of Remembrance.

Chi Musheng was speechless. You are the sugar daddy, you have the final say.

Do you remember the thing you promised me?

"Remember"

Tu Shan Honghong got off the bed and went to the table. She leaned down and got close to Chi Musheng, wanting to tie the Memory Bell around his neck.

The long, orange-yellow hair brushed against Chi Musheng's face, its smooth texture like countless tiny hands stroking his cheeks, leaving him mesmerized.

"I need you to promise that you will always wear this bell and never take it off."

As long as she has this bell, she and Chi Musheng will always be able to find each other.

Chi Musheng grasped Tu Shan Honghong's wrist and slowly said, "Boss, isn't it a bit of a waste to give me something like this?"

He could easily see that Tu Shan Hong Hong wanted him to stay forever, but that was impossible, and he couldn't do it either.

"No one can say no to what I, Tu Shan Hong Hong, have decided, understand?"

Ignoring Chi Musheng's attempts to stop her, Tu Shan Honghong forcibly tied the Memory Bell on, her mind solely focused on keeping Chi Musheng by her side.

Unbeknownst to them, Chi Musheng's hand, which he had quietly lowered, was already clenched into a fist and trembling.

Seeing Tu Shan Honghong's somewhat delighted expression, Chi Musheng forced a smile. He seemed to have neither the right nor the qualification to refuse.

Sometimes, what people take for granted as love is the most hurtful thing in the world.

But whether it's affection or indifference, who can say for sure?

After doing all this, Tu Shan Honghong pinched Chi Musheng's cheek, then reluctantly went back to bed. After tonight, she would once again become that cold and aloof leader, while Chi Musheng would become the warmth she could only long for but never reach.

At night, Chi Musheng lay on the cold table, half asleep and half asleep. He was very tired and sleepy, but how could he sleep comfortably in this position? At most, he could only doze off for a short while before waking up. This repeated itself and was extremely agonizing.

Just as Chi Musheng fell into a light sleep once again, a familiar scent of bittersweet flowers wafted into his nose, followed by three thousand soft strands of hair that brushed against his face.

Chi Musheng slowly opened her eyes and found that her body had left the bench and was in someone's arms.

Looking up, Tu Shan Hong Hong's emerald green eyes were full of tenderness.

"big"

Before she could even speak, a sharp pain shot through the back of her neck, her vision went black, and she lost consciousness.

"Why won't you say you're not sleeping well? Why do you have to force yourself to sleep? Or am I really that scary?"

Tu Shan Honghong spoke to herself, completely unconcerned whether Chi Musheng could hear her or not.

She could have forced Chi Musheng to sleep in the bed from the beginning, but she knew Chi Musheng would definitely not agree.

She desperately wanted Chi Musheng to belong to her, but she also restrained herself, afraid that in his heart she was an unreasonable and wicked fox.

"Chi Musheng, give me some time, two months. I will do it before our agreement expires."

Tu Shan Honghong laid Chi Musheng flat on the bed, while she lay on the other side of the bed with her eyes open, watching Chi Musheng sleep, occasionally reaching out to poke Chi Musheng's face.

However, Tu Rongrong, far away in Tushan, was not so comfortable. Sitting in her brightly lit office, she irritably banged her head on the table. Before, she would be delayed by an hour every day because of Chi Musheng, but now it was three or four hours a day, resulting in her working overtime every day.

Relationships, relationships, not going well; work, work, working overtime every day.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

...........................................

The next day, Chi Musheng was awakened by the crowing of the rooster at the inn. He rubbed his eyes, sat up in bed, stretched, and realized that he was actually in bed.

He remembered that he had slept at the table last night.

He patted his groggy head. Wait, last night, that wasn't a dream. He was carried to bed.

"woke up"

A clear, cold voice came from behind. Tu Shan Honghong was sitting on a stool, drinking porridge.

"Boss, was it you last night?" Chi Musheng asked, puzzled.

The bed he sleeps in, what does Tu Shan Honghong sleep in? Could it be that the two of them are sleeping together again?

“No, nothing happened last night, understand?” Tu Shan Honghong put down her bowl, her expression somewhat serious.

Why ask? Do you want to hear how she carried you to bed?

"Understand"

Chi Musheng silently sat down at the table, took another bowl of porridge, and ate breakfast.

Asking won't help. Even if Tu Shan Hong Hong admits it, there's nothing he can do to her. That's the most unsolvable problem.

However, there are still two months left until the expiration date, and he will have almost earned enough money to leave.

After finishing their meal, the two went straight out of the city and took a carriage back to Tushan.

.......................

It was already afternoon when we returned to Tushan, and the red glow of the setting sun swept across the sky like a rolling heat wave.

"Chi Musheng, you don't need to come in these two nights. You're on the day off; consider it compensation for accompanying me out."

After Tu Shan Honghong finished speaking, she turned and left. She hadn't spent much time with her two younger sisters these past few days, and it was time to spend some time with them.

"Thank you, Boss."

Chi Musheng sighed inwardly, finally able to get a good night's sleep, but before that, he still had to serve someone.

Today is Saturday, the day that belongs to Sister Yuling.

I wonder what kind of weird script I'll open today. I hope it's not too twisted.

Last time, the domineering demon emperor fell in love with my naive and innocent self, which was already greasy and exaggerated enough. I hope this time won't be even worse.

After changing clothes at the music hall, removing the mask and washing his face, he stuffed the bell inside his clothes and hurriedly went to the clinic. He needed to fill his schedule to earn enough money quickly.

As a diligent sycophant, being lazy means no money, and it also means losing hundreds of taels of profit every day.

Chi Musheng walked to the door of the clinic and knocked twice.

"Knock knock"

"Knock knock"

"Sister Yuling, I'm here."

He was polite in his actions and gentle in his tone, like the younger brother next door.