Lin Yuan pushed open the door and stepped into the luxurious Villa No. 1, his footsteps echoing in the spacious hall.

Despite the fatigue from the long journey, she was still thinking about Xia Qingxue, the housekeeper at home.

Xia Qingxue works almost non-stop to take care of him, and Lin Yuan has always wanted to find an opportunity to make it up to her, but he is always delayed by various things.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Xia Qingxue lying on the sofa, curled up in a ball, fast asleep.

She was wearing a loose-fitting loungewear that I had changed her into, her hair was a little messy, a few strands of hair were stuck to her forehead, and she looked tired.

Lin Yuan unconsciously slowed his footsteps, afraid of disturbing her.

He stood in front of the sofa, his gaze gently falling on Xia Qingxue, his eyes filled with heartache.

My gaze fell on her legs; her snow-white skin was particularly striking in the dim light, especially the swollen, bruised areas around her ankles.

Lin Yuan's heart sank suddenly, and a wave of guilt surged into his heart.

Lin Yuan, you useless thing!

Xia Qingxue is busy taking care of you, yet you can't even protect her feet.

Lin Yuan approached the sofa cautiously, afraid of waking Xia Qingxue.

He crouched down and gently held her ankle, his movements as light as if he were stroking an injured bird.

I could feel that her ankle was still warm, but the swelling was heartbreaking to see.

Lin Yuan took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and supported Xia Qingxue's knees and back with both hands, preparing to pick her up.

Xia Qingxue seemed to sense something in her sleep, frowned slightly, and mumbled, "Master, don't move, I'll be right away."

Lin Yuan felt a warmth in his heart, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

He said softly in a deep voice, "Qingxue, don't move, I'll carry you to bed."

Xia Qingxue opened her eyes groggily, saw Lin Yuan's familiar face, and then closed her eyes again groggily.

He was still muttering, "Master, you're tired, let me do it..."

Lin Yuan felt a pang of sadness and sighed softly.

"Silly sister, let us take care of you today."

Her body was soft, like cotton, but you could feel her warmth and smell her faint fragrance. She seemed especially vulnerable in Lin Yuan's arms.

Lin Yuan adjusted her position so that she could lean more comfortably in his arms.

Xia Qingxue stirred slightly, feeling Lin Yuan's embrace even in her sleep. She instinctively snuggled closer to him, letting out a barely audible murmur.

Lin Yuan's heart was instantly filled with familiar tenderness.

An impulse made him look down at Xia Qingxue, only to see that she still looked tired, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Sister Xue, you're always like this...

Xia Qingxue stirred slightly in his arms, her hands instinctively wrapping around Lin Yuan's neck. Lin Yuan could feel the warmth of her fingers, and his heart felt warm.

Once in the bedroom, Lin Yuan gently placed Xia Qingxue on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, watching Xia Qingxue sleeping soundly, he gently stroked her hair.

"Qingxue, don't worry, I'm here. Sleep peacefully."

Lin Yuan stood up, turned off the light, and in the darkness, his gaze fell on Xia Qingxue's face, a serene face.

He lay in bed, closed his eyes, but his mind was filled with Xia Qingxue's image.

At this moment, he was filled with self-reproach.

Reflecting on what happened today.

To satisfy her own desires, she put on those 15-centimeter crystal stilettos.

Even though she knew Xia Qingxue rarely wore such high heels, she gritted her teeth and put them on to make him look better.

In the dream, Xia Qingxue was walking with a limp when Lin Yuan noticed that her ankle was swollen.

Feeling extremely distressed, I quickly helped her up and changed her into flat shoes.

Xia Qingxue simply said, "Little brother Yuan, it's alright, I'm used to it."

Lin Yuan sighed, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

In the darkness, Lin Yuan's breathing gradually became steady, while Xia Qingxue's soft and even breathing could be heard from her room on the first floor.

the next day

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, falling on Lin Yuan's face and waking him from his sleep.

He rubbed his eyes, sat up, and stretched. The sunlight shone brightly on his bronze skin.

Lin Yuan was wearing a simple white T-shirt and shorts, exuding a lazy yet confident aura.

After getting up, Lin Yuan was a little unsure of what to do.

He glanced at his phone on the bedside table, which showed the time: 9:30 a.m.

Lin Yuan frowned, feeling somewhat confused.

He sat up, crossed his legs on the bed, rested his hands on his knees, and stared blankly ahead.

This feeling of confusion isn't new.

Lin Yuan's sudden wealth came too suddenly.

Two months ago, he was just an ordinary office worker, struggling every day to make ends meet and cover rent and living expenses.

However, everything changed dramatically after the system was bound to him.

The system provided him with various opportunities, from stock investment to corporate investment, and Lin Yuan's wealth rapidly increased in a short period of time.

As a behind-the-scenes investor in the company, he doesn't need to work an office.

However, becoming rich overnight did not bring him true satisfaction.

He discovered that although he had money, he still did not have enough social standing.

Without access to high society circles, without the social resources of celebrities and the wealthy, and even in front of tycoons, one is still treated as an ordinary nouveau riche.

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