When Xu Yanfeng opened the folder, he felt dizzy. It was not because he felt the budget was too high, but because Xia Xi seemed to be treating his home as a workplace - he felt like he was sitting in the president's office at Xu's headquarters.

The nanny brought a few dishes to the table. Xia Xi sat down and thanked him politely: "Thank you, it's too much trouble for you."

"It's not a bother, it's not a bother." The nanny was flattered. "Ma'am, please tell me what you like to eat. I'm in a hurry today, so I don't know if it will suit your taste."

Xia Xi noticed Xu Yanfeng looking over from the corner of her eye, and she explained to the nanny, "I'm not Madam, so don't call me that. Just call me Xia Xi. I'm not picky about food, I'll eat anything."

The nanny grabbed the apron in front of her with both hands and looked at Xu Yanfeng with some embarrassment.

Xu Yanfeng nodded: "Listen to her."

The nanny said "Oh" and went to do her own work without asking any more questions.

Xu Yanfeng put down the folder, walked leisurely to the dining table, and stopped.

Auntie’s cooking was delicious. Xia Xi had been busy all afternoon and was already hungry. She was eating happily when a shadow came over her. She could not eat anymore and looked up at him.

Xu Yanfeng sat down opposite her and said to her seriously, "Ziheng is ignoring me."

Xia Xi choked and drank a mouthful of soup. "That's your business. There's no point in complaining to me. Although he's a child, he has independent thoughts. I don't want to interfere with him or force him to do something he doesn't want to do. I'll leave everything to his own judgment and decision."

"It's serious." Xu Yanfeng frowned slightly, "I didn't ask you to interfere with him or force him."

"Then you told me that..."

"complain."

“…”

Xia Xi coughed. Why did she feel like he was pretending to be pitiful? It must be her illusion.

How could Xu Yanfeng pretend to be pitiful? He is the most arrogant.

After quickly finishing dinner, Xia Xi retreated to the master bedroom. After a while, she emerged with a piece of paper and a magnetic pin in her hands. She scanned the surroundings, searching for the best spot, and finally pinned the paper somewhere conspicuous.

Xu Yanfeng walked closer and saw the contents on the paper clearly.

One hundred-day countdown calendar, today is February 7th, this day is crossed out on the calendar with a black pen, and there are ninety-nine days left.

Is Xia Xi planning to check in every day until the end of the hundred days?

Xu Yanfeng: “…”

After a brief moment of dejection, Xu Yanfeng pulled himself together. Back then, Xia Xi had pursued him for more than a semester. However, if you were to calculate based on the time it took him to fall in love with her, it was less than a semester.

He had liked her for a long time, but because of many concerns, he was reluctant to agree.

There is no reason why I can't impress her in a hundred days when there is a foundation of affection between both of us.