Yan Zheng quickly gave the pajamas to Sang Tianen, then walked back to the bedroom to continue counting the money. It took him more than ten minutes to count the money. There was a total of 63,000 yuan. He carefully took out a few black rubber bands that Sang Tianen used to tie his hair from the drawer, tied up the money, and planned to deposit it at the bank ATM tomorrow.
After finishing his work, Sang Tianen had already taken a bath and called him from outside the door: "I'm done, go ahead and take a bath. I've filled the bathtub for you."
Every Saturday night, Yan Zheng would take a bath, and Sang Tianen would usually help him drain the water after he finished washing.
Yan Zheng walked over with a smile and kissed her: "Thank you, Xiao En."
Sang Tianen rubbed his black hair, then walked towards the study while wiping his hair.
Yan Zheng went to the bathroom to wash his hands first, then took his pajamas and went to the bathroom.
The mist from the hot water gathered on the mirror, formed into water droplets and slowly slid down the mirror, leaving an imprint of the man's snow-white skin.
After Yan Zheng took off his clothes, he poured some bath gel and rose petals into the bathtub, then turned on the shower to rinse himself, and finally walked into the bathtub and lay down.
The warm water surrounded him and he breathed a sigh of relief. Soon, sweat broke out on his forehead.
I felt a little thirsty and was about to ask Sang Tianen to bring me a glass of water when I heard a knock on the door: "Yan Zheng, do you want some water?"
Yan Zheng's face suddenly showed a smile, and he turned his head and said, "Okay, bring me some more fruit."
"Okay, young master." Sang Tianen's smiling voice came.
After a while, there was another knock on the door, and Sang Tianen came in with a tray with a bottle of mineral water, washed peaches and green grapes on it.
"Enjoy it, young master!" Sang Tianen bowed to Yan Zheng formally and took a few steps back.
Yan Zheng laughed out loud, "Well done, little Enzi."
"As long as the young master is happy!" Sang Tianen said respectfully.
Yan Zheng hooked his finger at her, and Sang Tianen obediently walked forward and leaned over: "Master, is there anything else..."
Before she could finish her words, Yan Zheng hooked his arms around her neck and kissed her.
After the kiss, Yan Zheng panted slightly, his white jade fingers gently pinching her earlobe, his eyes moist, and his voice was as light as a puff of smoke that was about to dissipate at any moment: "I'll give you one hour to finish everything."
Sang Tianen was so enraged by him that his eyes darkened a little: "Whatever the young master says is what it is."
Seeing that she was addicted to acting, Yan Zheng smiled and patted her cheek and said, "Go quickly."
After Sang Tianen left, Yan Zheng grabbed a peach and started to bite it. The sweet juice overflowed as soon as his teeth penetrated into the flesh.
He picked up the phone with one hand, turned on the screen, and an unfamiliar friend message appeared in front of him.
He was stunned for a moment, and the chewing movement in his mouth became slow. He casually clicked on the message bar and saw that a person named Mingyue had added him. The verification message was - I am Xu Qingyue!
In an instant, Yan Zheng's face turned a little ugly.
Previously, on that social media account abroad, Xu Qingyue had asked him for his current social media account in China.
The two of them broke up peacefully back then. Xu Qingyue had her own life pursuits, and he knew that his heart disease was difficult to cure, so there was no resentment between them. They just lamented that fate had played tricks on them.
Yan Zheng originally planned to give it to her and treat her as an old classmate who had helped him, but then he changed his mind and thought that he and Xu Qingyue had been together before.
Moreover, he already has a lover now, so in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he chose to find an excuse and rejected the other party's request to add him as a friend.
After hearing what Xu Miao said in the afternoon, coupled with the other party's current behavior, Yan Zheng couldn't help but wonder whether Xu Qingyue still wanted to rekindle their old relationship.
Otherwise, why would he be asking people for his social media account?
But he already has a girlfriend, and Xu Qingyue knows it, so why would he do such a thing?
Could it be that she was still brooding over what happened back then and couldn't let him go? It wouldn't take ten years for her to suddenly realize she still loved him.
He was no longer at the age of being sentimental. No matter how good the feelings in his youth were, what was gone was gone and there was no turning back.
One cannot have the sun and also want the moon.
Yan Zheng was extremely grateful for the care Xu Qingyue had given him, but it was just gratitude. He loved Sang Tianen now and in the future.
In the end, he chose to accept her friend request and wanted to make things clear with her.
Xu Qingyue quickly sent a message: "It took so much effort to get your contact information." followed by a big smiley face emoticon.
Yan Zheng lowered his eyes and tapped his fingers lightly on the screen: "What's the matter?"
Xu Qingyue's message showed as being input, but no message came for a long time.
Yan Zheng continued to eat his peach. After taking two bites, Xu Qingyue finally sent him a confusing message: "I'm back home."
"I know, you said it before," Yan Zheng replied with three words.
Xu Qingyue: "A Zheng, you have become so cold now."
Yan Zheng's brows furrowed even deeper, remembering that when they were dating, Xu Qingyue often spoke to him in this tone.
She pouted slightly, blinked her big eyes and looked at him aggrievedly, which always made him feel uncomfortable.
Xu Qingyue: "Why aren't you talking? Did I say something wrong?"
Yan Zheng sighed: "What on earth do you want to talk to me about?"
Xu Qingyue: "I just want to chat with you."
Yan Zheng: "Qingyue, I already have a girlfriend now."
Xu Qingyue: "I know. What does it matter? We're just chatting. Don't you consider me an old classmate anymore? Or do you have any other thoughts about me?" She added a cute emoticon of a puppy sticking out its tongue.
Yan Zheng began to have a headache, as if punching cotton. "I don't have any other thoughts about you."
Xu Qingyue: "I'm so sad. A Zheng always speaks so harshly. I'm sad."
Sweat continued to roll down Yan Zheng's forehead. He glanced at the time and found that more than ten minutes had passed, so he replied, "I have something else to do. Let's not talk anymore."
Xu Qingyue: "Okay..."
Yan Zheng stood up, grabbed a towel to wipe his body, put on his pajamas, and walked towards Sang Tianen's study.
Sang Tianen was concentrating on writing a novel and did not notice the door opening until Yan Zheng hugged her from behind, allowing her to escape from the world of the book.
"Gosh, you walk without making any noise? You almost scared me to death." Sang Tianen said angrily, "You've disrupted my train of thought."
Yan Zheng arched his arm around her neck and sighed, "Is writing novels more important than me?"
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