Xu Mengyu sat on the sofa, her face flushed, clutching a camouflage square cushion. She knew Zheng Tianming was a scoundrel, but she didn't know he could have fallen to this level. All she had done was ask him to carry her to the bathroom...

Zheng Tianming came out of the bathroom after washing his hands. When he saw Xu Mengyu's expression, he raised an eyebrow. When you ask someone for help, you should have the right attitude.

Just then, the sound of arguing came from outside the door, followed by a woman's cry for help. Xu Mengyu quickly grabbed the sofa, and the moment her foot touched the ground, the pain made her face turn pale.

"What are you doing?" Zheng Tianming's voice deepened. He walked to the sofa, squatted down, and examined the wound on her foot. The wound, which had just begun to scab over, was bleeding again.

Xu Mengyu put her hand on Zheng Tianming's shoulder: "What are you looking at? Go and see what's happening outside." She was a little anxious, after all, the woman outside was still calling for help.

Zheng Tianming got up and opened the door: "Keep your voice down." Then he slammed the heavy security door shut.

"Are you sick in the head...?" Xu Mengyu could hardly believe her ears. Zheng Tianming would help an old lady up and down the street, but now that someone was asking for help, he was ignoring her.

Outside the door, a woman sat on the ground, clutching her hair and slapping herself repeatedly, screaming desperately, "Help! Help me!"

Her shrill screams echoed through the stairwell. Most of the residents in this building had already moved out, leaving only some elderly people or tenants looking for cheap accommodations.

A few minutes later, the man living across the street opened his door. The little girl he was holding stared blankly at the woman slumped on the floor...

The woman was taken back to her room, and the sound disappeared.

Xu Mengyu was worried and insisted on going to see it: "I just want to take a look." As she spoke, she held up one finger to measure it.

She's not one to meddle in other people's business, but she couldn't ignore something like this.

Zheng Tianming lit a cigarette and said, "Stay put." He then tossed the lighter onto the sofa. "It's not domestic violence. The woman has mental health issues and can have episodes at any time." Although he was impatient, he still explained.

"Can I borrow your computer for a bit? I need to hold an online meeting." After realizing it wasn't domestic violence, Xu Mengyu stopped dwelling on it. She had too many things to deal with: her studio, the pressure from public opinion, and Xu Lu's upcoming visit—all of which needed to be resolved as soon as possible.

Zheng Tianming exhaled a puff of smoke: "It's not convenient at home."

Xu Mengyu: "..." I forgot, there's no internet at home, so how could we possibly have a computer?

Zheng Tianming's life is too boring. She remembers that he has a few "bad friends" who get together as soon as he goes back.

She felt his personality had changed; he wasn't as optimistic and cheerful as before, and his youthful spirit was gradually disappearing. Come to think of it, he was almost thirty...

He seems much more reliable than before, but his words are still just as sharp.

"Tianming, have you seen a movie? It's about an older man and a little girl having an action scene in a dark room." Xu Mengyu's expression was very serious.

Zheng Tianming was silent for a moment. What did he mean by "an older man taking care of a little girl," "in a dark room," and "it was an action scene"? Was this a serious question? But why did he suddenly ask this?

"If I remember correctly, these kinds of movies have always been banned. I advise you to watch less of them; it's good for your mental and physical health." Zheng Tianming has a very secretive secret: he is sexually apathetic in certain areas. Unless he is intimate with someone or forced into a sexual encounter, he will not take the initiative to express sexual interest to anyone.

There's nothing wrong with her body; Xu Mengyu has already tried the functions...

Xu Mengyu took out her phone: "It's a movie from a certain country, about a little girl who was kidnapped and an uncle who ran to a dark room to rescue her. It's a gunfight action movie, and the male lead is also a veteran. What were you thinking about just now?" After saying that, she raised her head and looked at Zheng Tianming with a curious expression.

Zheng Tianming: "..." He said she was thinking about useless things all day long, and it's been so long since then, and she's only now thinking about getting revenge. She's not very magnanimous.

"If you have nothing to say, you don't have to say anything." Zheng Tianming prepared to take a shower.

Xu Mengyu laughed as she lay on the sofa: "Don't close the door, I love to watch..." Everyone says she's a pervert, so of course it has to be proven true, right?

Besides, who takes a shower without closing the door?

Zheng Tianming was fine. He went into the bathroom and immediately started taking off his clothes. Xu Mengyu saw his very well-defined back muscles. Normally, broad shoulders and a narrow waist would create an unbalanced proportion, but on him, that wasn't the case at all; his 1.9-meter height made it work...

After Zheng Tianming took off his pants, he turned around and saw Xu Mengyu sitting on the sofa, staring intently at him, just like when she was a child waiting for the children's channel to start after school. Her eyes were practically shining. If she could move, she probably wouldn't have needed to take off her pants herself.

The door was closed anyway.

Isn't she just a female hooligan?

Xu Mengyu protested, "How stingy! It's just a couple of ounces of meat, what's wrong with me checking it out!" Trying to play shameless with her? Pfft, you're underestimating her.

Of course, this is nothing to brag about: "..."

After Zheng Tianming finished showering, he took out the bag that had contained mushrooms and put Xu Mengyu's feet inside it: "You're not stingy, let me see." As he spoke, he picked her up.

A chair was placed in the bathroom. Xu Mengyu struggled, her hand pressing against Zheng Tianming's abdomen: "Get out, I admit defeat, okay?" What is he incapable of doing? What if he really stays to watch her shower? But then again, the feel of his abs is really nice.

She admitted that she was indeed a little bit unreliable. She was an adult, so what was wrong with being a little lecherous?

Zheng Tianming checked it and said, "Try to wash it quickly, otherwise water will get in." He then walked out. It wasn't like he hadn't seen it before; they didn't really think he could just pretend...

Xu Mengyu only realized after the person left that she was still wearing her pants!

Zheng Tianming naturally thought of that too. He handed her a pair of scissors, because he couldn't very well help her like he had just gone to the bathroom and then get called a pervert by her.

After finally finishing her shower, Xu Mengyu realized she had no clean clothes to change into...

You learn from your mistakes, but she just keeps learning from them...

Zheng Tianming handed his short-sleeved shirt to Xu Mengyu. It was not only wide and large, but her shoulders would also be exposed if she moved even slightly.

The key issue is that the length is awkward—neither too long nor too short—which is very inconvenient.

"I must say, they were quite polite, they even brought me a new pair..." Xu Mengyu held the oversized black shorts, lost in thought. Was his waist really that wide? It looked quite narrow.

It was my first day home, and I had nothing. I hadn't prepared anything beforehand, so I had to make do.

Hearing the noise, Zheng Tianming opened the bathroom door. Xu Mengyu was sitting in a chair, her black hair draped over her shoulders, water droplets still clinging to her long eyelashes, her cheeks slightly flushed. Her clothes were too big, hanging loosely, exposing her rounded shoulders. Her shorts were also too large, and she could only hold them up with her hands...

After all, we grew up in the same bed, so we get along fairly well.

Just then, a woman's voice calling for help rang out from outside the door again, and Xu Mengyu's heart clenched, and she even felt a little panicked.

The woman screamed hysterically, her voice filled with despair and helplessness.

Zheng Tianming got up and opened the door. In the dim light, the man held the woman in his arms tightly. His expression was somewhat fierce, and there was even a hint of hatred in his eyes.

Zheng Tianming: "Do you need any help?"

Upon hearing the voice, the man quickly composed himself and lifted the woman into his arms, saying, "No need, no need, I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

The woman struggled throughout, and suddenly she shouted, "Save her, save her, no, no!"

"Stop shouting, our daughter has been found." The man said, glancing helplessly at Zheng Tianming before taking the woman back.

Zheng Tianming's eyes darkened. The fish was getting impatient; it seemed the net would be ready to be pulled in soon.

Xu Mengyu pointed and said, "Bring me your package, I want to open it and take a look." It was already break time, and she didn't like holding meetings during her break.

She didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, even a little carefree. This is her job, and she's always been the one getting criticized.

Zheng Tianming tossed the package into the bedroom: "Why are you so eager to open everything?"

"What are you saying? When you shook my hand and asked for my help, why didn't you complain that I was being a nuisance?" Xu Mengyu lay on the sofa with her legs draped over the backrest.

There's an elder in my family who really likes this position, so I learned it from her, and it feels incredibly comfortable.

"Won't your boyfriend be jealous if you talk like that?" Zheng Tianming frowned. She was like this in private, both lewd and tasteless.

Xu Mengyu exclaimed, "Huh?" She had no boyfriend. She had no plans to get married in this life. After all, she already had a child. Why would she need to find a man?

Seeing her expression, Zheng Tianming realized that she was a scumbag who would sleep with someone and then deny it, a habitual offender. If she treated him this way, she certainly wouldn't treat other men any better.

"Go to sleep." Zheng Tianming wasn't in a good mood. He walked to the sofa and picked Xu Mengyu up from it.

Xu Mengyu clung to Zheng Tianming, her legs swinging: "I don't have a boyfriend right now, and I don't sleep in the guest room." He was perfectly fine just a moment ago, but after asking, he turned hostile before she could even answer. Men's hearts are unfathomable...

"Mm." Zheng Tianming carried Xu Mengyu directly into the master bedroom.

Xu Mengyu had a smug look on her face. Sleeping on the soft bed was incredibly comfortable, especially since Zheng Tianming had bought a pure cotton quilt, which made her feel very safe.

"No..." Xu Mengyu didn't expect Zheng Tianming to get into bed with her. She stretched out her leg, her injured foot pressing against his body in protest: "What are you doing up here?"

“My bed,” Zheng Tianming said seriously, then he held her ankle and put her legs under the covers.

“...”

Xu Mengyu felt like the hand warmer had come to life. It was unbearably hot in the bed, and Zheng Tianming felt hot all over, his nostrils filled with the refreshing scent of men's shower gel.

"I know, you just want to sleep in the same bed with me because you're attracted to my good looks, but you're too embarrassed to say it." Xu Mengyu lay flat on the bed with her arms outside, patting the blanket in dissatisfaction.

She doesn't want to sleep with him. What kind of decent person is she?

Zheng Tianming gave a soft snort: "..."

Someone has a habit of getting up at night, and if he had a choice, he wouldn't want to sleep with her.

There are no extra bedding at home, so I can't sleep on the floor.

Xu Mengyu couldn't sleep. She drew circles on Zheng Tianming's waist with her finger: "Tianming, if you had another chance, would you still choose to leave me and join the army?"

"Stop grinding your teeth." Zheng Tianming said, moving closer to the bedside. He didn't know what the point of her asking that question was.

Xu Mengyu turned around, her feet uncomfortably resting on Zheng Tianming's calves. What were they now? She couldn't treat Zheng Tianming like a stranger; after all, they'd grown up together. But she also felt incredibly pathetic...

It's clear that the only person I can't let go of is her.

Zheng Tianming neither takes the initiative nor refuses; he has always been like this. She has always been the one who is eager to win him over.

After Xu Mengyu fell asleep, Zheng Tianming got up, took the express delivery box, and left the bedroom. It only took him half an hour to unpack and install the package, but he spent some time in the bathroom and didn't return until two hours later.

Despite her small stature, Xu Mengyu can take up the entire double bed when she sleeps.

Early in the morning, Xu Mengyu sat on the bed yawning. She reached under the covers and groped around, only to find that her gray shorts had faded overnight.

She thought only her mother would buy faded underwear, but she couldn't say that to her face, or she'd get scolded!

Zheng Tianming was still asleep when he suddenly received a slap on the buttock.

"You take your pants off to sleep?" Xu Mengyu was speechless. A man who is so indecent will be subjected to all sorts of things, does he even know that!

Zheng Tianming turned his head: "You wore it?"

Xu Mengyu: "..."

He gave her pants that were too big, what could she do? Can the situation be compared?

She could have lived to be a hundred years old, but after living with Zheng Tianming for half a year, she probably will only live to be ninety, losing ten years of her lifespan.

“No wonder I had to wear a belt to sleep when we were on the desert island,” Xu Mengyu noticed the problem.

Zheng Tianming didn't reply. He got up, dressed, and went outside...

Clearly, he himself hadn't expected this.

Xu Mengyu sat in the chair, stunned as she stared at the abalone porridge and caviar in front of her. She turned to Zheng Tianming, who was serving the porridge, and asked, "Where did you get the money?"

She was just saying it casually yesterday, but I didn't expect him to actually order it. The deliveryman just brought it over.

Zheng Tianming didn't want to touch the family's credit cards, but he wasn't that stubborn...

Xu Mengyu was wearing Zheng Tianming's black shirt, her legs were exposed, her toes were on the crossbeam under the table, and she had a faint smile on her lips.

"Put it on your tab." Zheng Tianming said, placing the sliced ​​beef and congee on the table.

Xu Mengyu rolled her eyes inwardly, and asked the unnecessary question.

After finishing breakfast, Xu Mengyu straightened her clothes and held a small meeting: [That's the situation. Manage your artists well. I've emphasized these points before, and I don't want any mistakes to occur.]

Zheng Tianming sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking at the recruitment information in the group chat. Xu Mengyu was sitting on the balcony having a meeting, her voice not very loud, but unusually serious.

This was the first time I saw her working so seriously.

Xu Mengyu pursed her red lips, her expression serious, giving off an undeniable sense of authority; her entire demeanor was different.

Zheng Tianming was leaning back on the sofa, assuming that she would maintain her usual unreliable style during the meeting. Before he could come to his senses, he heard Xu Mengyu's angry voice.

Xu Mengyu watched the video, her voice rising considerably: "Those who want to terminate their contracts, let them contact me individually. Those who want to resign, write your resignation letters now, and stop bothering me."

Xu Mengyu then ended the online meeting.

"Stop looking, carry me back." Xu Mengyu said, turning around with red eyes.

Zheng Tianming got up, walked to the balcony, and picked the person up from the chair. Wasn't he quite capable just now?

Xu Mengyu looked at Zheng Tianming with teary eyes, then pouted and tears streamed down her face: "They all bullied me. I was the one who helped them when they were desperate..."

Zheng Tianming's prominent Adam's apple showed obvious changes. Xu Mengyu had just sat down on the sofa when she received a video call from her artist.

A very sunny-looking boy came into view.

Before accepting the task, Xu Mengyu wiped her eyes, then put on a serious expression: "What, you want to terminate your contract?"

The boy opposite me had a tanned complexion, round eyes, and seemed like the type who liked sports, especially basketball. His voice had a youthful magnetism: "What are you saying, Sister Meng? I'm not going anywhere until I've won you over."

Zheng Tianming sat on the armrest of the sofa. Her taste hadn't changed at all. He gripped the lighter tightly in his hand. Luckily, the lighter was stainless steel; if it were plastic, it would have been a real problem.

Xu Mengyu leaned back on the sofa. The boy's family was wealthy; he was the legendary third-generation rich kid who would have to go home and inherit the family business if he didn't act well. [Then why did you make that call?]

The boy held the phone to his mouth, his voice low; "Sister, I heard that Shen Mei is going to take several other artists from the company to jump ship. She said it's a done deal that you committed murder, so you should distance yourself from her as soon as possible, or she'll drag you down with her."

Shen Mei is Xu Mengyu's manager. Xu Mengyu trusts her completely and treats her like an older sister...

Xu Mengyu raised her chin and sighed deeply: "Fine, I understand. I'm hanging up now."

The boy then added, "[Sister Meng, I miss you. Where are you? Let me see you. Life without you is unbearable...]"

Xu Mengyu hung up the video call and turned to look at the man beside her…