After some self-reflection, she fell into self-doubt, wondering whether her thoughts were dirty.
Watching Xiao Xingyu's long shadow walk into his room, Zhang Moyan stood there with his brain racing. In the end, he put aside all distracting thoughts to prove that his mind was not dirty at all, and followed him into his room.
As soon as she entered, she was shocked by Xiao Xingyu's room. The door was closed and she never expected it to be so big and beautiful. Compared with this bedroom, her storyteller's room was not even worthy.
First of all, this room was spacious, three times the size of hers, and it even had its own bathroom! So, Wang Ma's comment about not having a bathroom during the Daoguang era renovations seemed to only apply to the guest rooms; even if the master bedroom didn't have the necessary facilities, they were eventually created.
Secondly, the furnishings are quite luxurious, with tables, cabinets, beds, chairs, and other furniture. Not only are the categories complete, but the materials used are all large and old, and many are even covered with gold edges. Even Zhang Moyan, who doesn't know much about collecting mahogany furniture, can tell at a glance that these are definitely fine antiques. Otherwise, it would be a waste of these complicated carvings.
Xiao Xingyu was standing in the middle of the room, drinking from a Kung Fu tea cup. Seeing Zhang Moyan standing at the door in a daze for a long time, he called her, "Come here!"
Zhang Moyan walked in bravely and stood beside a rosewood bed inlaid with marble and painted with gold-painted landscapes and arhats.
Xiao Xingyu twirled the cup between three fingers, acting like an emperor: "How can you talk when you're standing so far away!"
Zhang Moyan took a deep breath and walked forward three or four meters, about three or four meters away from Xiao Xingyu.
"sit."
"oh."
Zhang Moyan sat down without thinking much, until she saw the man's expression change subtly, then she realized that she seemed to be sitting on his bed!
After washing herself clean, she wrapped herself in a bathrobe and sat on the bed. She looked too much like the concubines in the Qing Dynasty dramas preparing to serve the emperor in bed...
And now Xiao Xingyu really looks like a king as he looks down on others.
The more she thought about it, the stiffer and slower her body became. Before her brain could tell her to lift her butt, Xiao Xingyu had already picked up something from the table and threw it next to her hand, causing the cushion on the bed to dent.
An envelope with the words "Bank of China" printed on the outside. It was thick and you could tell it contained money without looking inside.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Moyan immediately stood up and jumped away. This situation seemed too much like a sex trade!
However, that shouldn't be possible... Or is Xiao Xingyu trying to use money to resolve their relationship? That's not necessary, she didn't ask for it.
If he gave her money, would she have to give him money too?
Looking at the woman's dumbfounded expression, Xiao Xingyu felt it was impolite to laugh. He lowered his head to hide his feelings and put down the cup. Then he raised his head again, trying to look serious: "Sit down, don't be nervous. This isn't something in your head. This is the bodyguard fee I paid you."
"Huh?" That made her even more confused. She looked at Xiao Xingyu fearfully, wondering if he really knew what she was thinking.
"Um... bodyguard, I just said it casually," Zhang Moyan was still standing, a little embarrassed, "Why pay for it? There's no need to pay."
Xiao Xingyu touched his chin. "But I don't like you following me around as a reporter. Your bodyguard status is pretty good, and your performance today was also quite impressive. Since I've enjoyed your service, I won't take advantage of you for nothing. I've inquired about the market, and the remuneration for a private bodyguard is around 2,000 yuan a day. I'll give you 10,000 yuan first."
Service, no free rides, remuneration... Was it Xiao Xingyu who did it on purpose, or was she really a bit dirty in her thoughts?
Zhang Moyan was disoriented: "...I don't want your money."
Xiao Xingyu frowned and looked at her carefully: "Do you think you are not worth this money, or do you think I am not worth this money?"
"No," Zhang Moyan waved her hands quickly, then stood before him with a straight face. "I don't want any money. If you want to pay me, just continue to accept our interview."
Xiao Xingyu didn't speak immediately. He looked at her silently for a while: "These are two different things. You see, this is why I have to pay you, because if I don't pay you, you need me to repay you with something else."
Zhang Moyan was disheartened. It seemed that Xiao Xingyu had no intention of resuming the interview. She thought that her performance that day had played a role in repairing the disease, but it seemed that it had not.
Xiao Xingyu glanced at the envelope on the bed, which sounded like an ultimatum: "You now have two choices. One, take the bodyguard's money and continue to stay here. Two, don't take the money and go back to Shenhai tomorrow."
Basically, what else is there to choose from?
Zhang Moyan hesitated for a while, then chose to compromise. She bent down and grabbed the envelope in her hand: "Well, I'll take it first." She would find a chance to return it to him.
Xiao Xingyu nodded with satisfaction, pressed her shoulders and sat down, leaning forward to reveal his true face as a jackal: "Okay, from now on, if you take my money, you have to listen to me!"
Why does that harmless smile look so villainous?!
Zhang Moyan felt that her left shoulder, which was being held down by him, was heavy and burning. The money in her hand also started to get hot. She didn't know if she could throw it away now.
"I'll listen to you... then what do I need to do?" She had half of her butt hanging on the edge of the large carved bed and was blinking hard.
Xiao Xingyu noticed his subordinate's stiffness and patted her twice before retracting his hand. "As a bodyguard, your first priority is to stay by my side. Except when you're sleeping or using the bathroom, you must be within my sight every minute."
"Ah?" Zhang Moyan looked at Xiao Xingyu in disbelief and was shocked.
Xiao Xingyu deliberately misunderstood: "If you want to be by my side when you sleep, then..."
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