Gao Ang sat somewhat reservedly on the sofa in the first-floor lobby, carefully holding the cold drink Xia Weiwei handed him, and curiously looking at the interior decoration of the villa's first floor.

corruption!

luxury!

Spendthrift women!

Putting aside the opulent interior style, the softness of the genuine leather sofa under his seat is a whole level higher than that of his live-streaming gaming chair. This sofa is not only soft, but also doesn't feel stuffy at all.

Gao Ang knew it wasn't because the villa had central air conditioning, but because the sofa was made of truly high-end material.

As he carefully savored the comfort beneath his buttocks, he failed to notice Xia Weiwei's increasingly impatient gaze upon him.

"Team leader, is this the tenant you found for me?" Her cold words expressed her extreme dissatisfaction, showing absolutely no fear of superiors.

"Yeah, we've been troubling you with all the logistics in the group, I'm just being considerate. My junior colleague is not only handsome, but he can also cook, drive, and do laundry. Um, if your washing machine breaks down, he can totally handwash it. Most importantly, he can fix light bulbs, and he's incredibly handy. If any appliances break down at home, you don't even need to call the property management, you can just ask him to fix it..."

Listening to Cao Kun ramble on and on, Gao Ang was completely dumbfounded: How come I didn't know I was a superman?!

Cooking? Don't you know I usually order takeout? Even though I don't need to eat anymore.

Washing clothes? Don't you know that I always wear my socks inside out, let them air out in the sun, and then wear them again?

Fixing light bulbs? You're really exaggerating!

Xia Weiwei couldn't help but smile slightly. How could she not know what Cao Kun, the group leader, meant? The older brothers and sisters in the group had been urging her to find a boyfriend. One would send her a WeChat contact today, and another would invite her to dinner tomorrow. Their goal was to help her forget some of the pain and get back into a new life as soon as possible.

"What kind of food can you cook?" Xia Weiwei asked, turning her beautiful eyes to Gao Ang.

"Huh? What kind of food can I cook?" Gao Ang was also a little confused. What could he cook? He could make millet porridge, noodles, stir-fried shredded potatoes, and fried rice. Come to think of it, he could cook quite a variety of dishes.

Seeing him excitedly preparing to respond, Cao Kun's heart skipped a beat: Oh no, he's gone too far with his boast!

He knew his junior brother's skill level fairly well, if not completely, but he was fairly familiar with him. He made up all the cooking skills, but who knew Xia Weiwei would be so curious about that?

"Xia, Gao Ang can cook quite a lot. I've eaten his dishes... cola chicken wings, drunken shrimp, steamed crab, and of course some home-style dishes, like celery with dried tofu, braised pork, and boiled fish..."

Before he could continue his story, Xia Weiwei interrupted him with a surprised voice, "Really? He can even make braised pork?"

Gao Ang and Cao Kun exchanged a glance. Gao Ang's meaning was simple: Do I know how to do it?

Cao Kun's meaning was more direct: You have to know how to do it, whether you know how or not!

"meeting!"

Gao Ang insisted that he was the all-powerful superman his senior had mentioned. He said, "Cooking is nothing. If I don't know how now, I can learn. There are so many recipes and detailed tutorials online. Once this woman goes to work, I can figure it out at home and whip up a few meals, and that will be fine."

"Um, do you think I can rent a single room here?" Gao Ang asked cautiously, holding a cold drink.

"A single room? I didn't say I wanted to rent out a single room!" Xia Weiwei blinked her big eyes, looking completely bewildered.

Gao Ang suddenly turned around and glared fiercely at his senior brother: You explain yourself!

"No, Xia, didn't you say you were lonely living alone? You even asked us to help you find a tenant or something. You didn't specify any gender restrictions. I've already brought someone for you. You can't... make me, your team leader, lose face." Cao Kun's voice became somewhat humble at the end, but he was secretly laughing to himself: You little brat, I don't believe you won't give me this face.

"Team leader, I really didn't say anything like that, but... if he really knows how to make braised pork, it's not impossible."

Gao Ang couldn't help but wonder: How could such a beautiful woman like to eat such greasy food?

"Of course, just ask him to make whatever you want to eat. If that's not possible, you can order takeout."

Seeing that Xia Weiwei was slightly swayed, Cao Kun became a little too smug and started to speak recklessly.

"Hmm?" Xia Weiwei scanned back and forth between the two men suspiciously, feeling that something was amiss.

"My senior brother was just joking. It's just cooking, no big deal!" Gao Ang replied with a smile.

"Alright, let me show you your room."

Xia Weiwei was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and by no means an indecisive person. Through her observation, although her junior brother, the team leader, seemed a bit glib or unreliable, at least he was pleasing to the eye and not the kind of disgusting oddball. In addition, the team leader said that he could cook and was also somewhat of an insider, so she reluctantly agreed to Cao Kun's request to let Gao Ang stay temporarily.

As for how long Gao Ang can stay, that depends on his abilities. If his braised pork is subpar, or if he has any peculiar or strange quirks, even if it's just for Cao Kun's sake, he should still be punished. She's not a woman that anyone can control.

Xia Weiwei prepared a south-facing bedroom on the first floor for Gao Ang, with its own bathroom and a small balcony. It was adjacent to the small garden outside the villa, and Gao Ang could directly access the garden through the balcony to water and fertilize the flowers and plants.

Although the bedroom was large enough, much larger than the Vanke apartment he used to rent, Gao Ang still felt something was off. Stroking his chin, he couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "This room doesn't seem like the owner's bedroom, does it?"

"The floor plan says it's a maid's room!"

"I knew it! Why would they leave a door on the balcony? Is it so I can water the flowers and weed?" Gao An muttered to himself, but he was still quite satisfied. The environment was nice and the space was large.

"Now that you mention it, I do remember that the weeds in the garden really do need to be cleared." Xia Weiwei tilted her head, a sly smile appearing on her cold, pretty face.

"But don't worry, I won't let you work for nothing. All the miscellaneous expenses will be offset against your rent. Well, all things considered, I'll charge you 3,000 a month."

Does it include all utilities (water, electricity, internet)?

"It's all covered. As for meals... we'll split the cost equally. Gas will be waived. Food costs will be settled at the end of the month based on the bill. As for food processing fees..."

"This is voluntary work, and I am completely willing to do it. It is an honor for us to contribute our remaining energy to the people's police!" Gao Ang didn't think his half-baked cooking skills were worth much money.

The rent of 3,000 yuan is not expensive at all. His Vanke apartment costs more than 4,600 yuan a month, not including water and electricity. Compared with the conditions offered by Xia Weiwei, this place is simply paradise.

Looking at the A4 sheet of paper that Xia Weiwei handed him, Gao Ang overturned his previous conclusion: "N Chapters of the Rental Agreement".

1. No one may enter the areas above the second floor without Ms. Xia Weiwei's consent;

2. During the stay, guests are not allowed to bring any unauthorized persons home, including but not limited to men, women, or persons of other genders;

3. Mr. Gao Ang voluntarily undertakes all household chores, including but not limited to cooking, cleaning, etc.; including but not limited to the villa, small garden, and parking lot, etc.

4. ...

18. All the above terms are based on the principles of fairness and voluntariness, and Ms. Xia Weiwei reserves the right to interpret and add to them.

Seeing Gao Ang staring blankly at a piece of paper, Cao Kun curiously came over and asked, "What are you looking at so intently?"

Two minutes later, Cao Kun smacked his lips a few times, unsure of what to say. If he said the clause was excessive, it might very well discourage Gao Feng, ruining his matchmaking plan. If he said the clause wasn't excessive, would it mean encouraging Xia Weiwei to go even further? Besides, one has to be responsible for one's words, and to be fair, he also felt the clause was a bit excessive.

"Junior brother, this clause is very fair and just. A real man should suffer a small loss, which is a big gain." After saying that, he patted Gao Zhang's shoulder and gave him a 'good luck' look to encourage him.

Gao Ang looked at his senior brother speechlessly: So you're not the one doing all the hard work? It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering.

It's perfectly normal that the upstairs is the girl's territory and she can't just barge in; after all, she's the owner of this villa, and it's not unreasonable for her not to allow outsiders to enter freely; currently, it's just the two of them in this villa, so he can't let a weak woman do all the dirty and tiring work, he has to maintain his gentlemanly manners...

"Okay, I completely agree to this clause." Since I've decided to stay, I might as well be generous and leave a good impression on my future landlord. Dragging things out isn't manly.

"Now that things are settled, I'll head back to the team. We still haven't figured out where those explosives came from. Xia, please organize the information the police station has gathered and bring it to me later. We'll need it for tomorrow's meeting."

Cao Kun waved his hand and didn't linger any longer. He had done what he needed to do and given the instructions. As for whether things would develop according to his plan, that would depend on the fate of these two people.

...

After Cao Kun left, the two of them immediately felt awkward.

Xia Weiwei reverted to her cold demeanor, circled around for a moment, entered Gao Yuan's biometric information into the villa's intelligent recognition system, then tossed him a car key—a MINI key—"Go buy groceries, I want braised pork for dinner." Without looking back, she left the villa, drove her Wrangler to work.

Looking at the time, it was only a little past 11 o'clock, and there was still more than half a day before evening. Gao Ang decided to put cooking aside for now. As for braised pork, he could just copy the recipe from the online cookbook. He couldn't stay in that apartment anymore, and he didn't want to stay in a hotel all the time, which would cost several hundred yuan a day.

Fortunately, he didn't have many personal belongings, so moving was easy. He packed his clothes into two boxes; his computer and other digital products into two boxes; and his bedding was simply wrapped in sheets, which made two large packages.

Looking at his beat-up little car, Gao Ang felt he would have to make at least two trips to finish packing up.

It takes at least an hour to drive from Vanke Apartment Pudong Branch to Xia Weiwei's Longyuan Community. Plus, moving the items takes another hour or so. So, it would take him at least five hours to barely finish moving the whole house.

That means we'll probably be able to start researching how to make braised pork around 5 p.m.

Having sorted out what needed to be done next, Gao Ang threw himself into his moving project.

During the process of moving things back and forth, he discovered another problem.

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P.S.

This isn't meant to be a spoiler, but many people say they don't like Xia Weiwei. Okay, the author is being honest; she's just a plot device... not the female lead... and the protagonist isn't a simp or a jerk, but a unique, modern young man.