Chapter 30 The Apartment Battleground, Day Ten: Thoughts. My dear. Him. ...
Pei Zhi told him to keep making coffee?
Even with Pei Zhi holding Xie Ruan in his arms, he was still asked to continue making coffee?
Zhou Jingchi hardened his fist.
What was he to me? An incompetent older brother?
Why let Pei Zhi snatch his precious Xie Ruan right in front of him?
The veins on Zhou Jingchi's arm were faintly bulging.
Zhou Jingchi would never agree to such a thing.
Zhou Jingchi reached out almost instinctively.
He originally intended to snatch Xie Ruan away in a moment of desperation.
Who would have thought that this man was not only meticulous in his daily work, but also in his hugging, leaving no room for the other man to snatch him away.
Zhou Jingchi could only watch helplessly as Pei Zhi abducted his precious Xie Ruan!
As a privileged young master who could have anything he wanted, or even have it delivered to him if he didn't have it, he was a figurehead.
The feeling of suddenly experiencing disappointment for the first time is not pleasant.
Zhou Jingchi originally didn't care about anything.
Only Xie Ruan.
Xie Ruan was in someone else's arms.
He was unwilling to accept it.
Zhou Jingchi's usual arrogance diminished in an instant.
He stared at the man holding Xie Ruan, their eyes meeting.
But no one showed any emotion.
Atmosphere.
It happened inexplicably.
There was a sense of suppression.
On the contrary, the man was leisurely and unhurried, easily holding the extremely light Xie Ruan in his arms with one hand and holding the coffee cup with great elegance in the other.
Despite Zhou Jingchi's immense interference, the man's coffee cup didn't spill a single drop.
Compared to Zhou Jingchi, the man seemed more accustomed to dealing with the current situation.
This easily put Zhou Jingchi at a disadvantage.
The man's voice was icy, as if nothing in the world could shake him, as he said, "It's greasy."
Men's words are concise and to the point.
Even with just three words, Zhou Jingchi understood what the person in front of him was saying—
Your hands are oily.
Don't touch me.
Zhou Jingchi: ...This guy's mysophobia is as strong as ever.
Zhou Jingchi didn't care at all what men cared about.
He wasn't even sure if that was all the man meant.
Men are meticulous.
The first function of these three words is to remind you: "Your hands are oily, I'm a germaphobe, don't touch me."
But Zhou Jingchi was unsure about the second effect.
Based on Pei Zhi's prediction, he could probably say, "You got oil on your hands, and Xie Ruan will also feel uncomfortable if you encounter her."
However, based on Pei Zhi's character, Zhou Jingchi felt that he didn't mean it that way.
after all.
Pei Zhi.
They have no humanity.
Even though Zhou Jingchi cannot agree with Pei Zhi on the issue of Pei Zhi's inhumanity.
Zhou Jingchi had to admit that the man's advice was very important to him.
Zhou Jingchi does mind, and Xie Ruan might find him a bit dirty.
Zhou Jingchi washed his hands in the pool until they were cleaner than any hands he had ever used in the past.
Zhou Jingchi then reached out again to snatch Xie Ruan.
In fact, Zhou Jingchi is not someone who gets into big arguments with others.
He rarely wants anything.
Zhou Jingchi didn't even understand.
Why did I subconsciously try to snatch Xie Ruan back from Pei Zhi's arms?
Zhou Jingchi just inexplicably felt—
Xie Ruan felt inexplicably uncomfortable being in someone else's arms.
She even saw Xie Ruan in someone else's arms.
Zhou Jingchi felt something strange in his heart. A strange anger was also rising within him.
He didn't want to see Xie Ruan getting so close to other people.
Zhou Jingchi approached.
Unexpectedly, the man seemed to have anticipated this, propping his chin up as he looked at him and said, "Make two cups."
Zhou Jingchi: "?" Ha, I made him make two more drinks? Doesn't that mean he'll burst from overeating?
Zhou Jingchi won with his fist.
He was just about to take Xie Ruan back.
It was evident that the man's single-arm strength was quite good.
With a swift dodge, not only was he unharmed, but Xie Ruan was also pulled into a sudden movement, ending up close to him.
Xie Ruan stepped into...
A man's chest.
Mint flavor.
It smells cool and pleasant.
again……
Xie Ruan couldn't help but pinch it.
So soft.
Xie Ruan pinched him several times, and when she looked up and met the man's cold and unwavering gaze, she suddenly realized what she had done.
My cheeks instantly felt hot.
To his surprise, the man raised an eyebrow slightly, showing no reaction to his behavior. Instead, he seemed to indulge him, letting him press against his chest.
The man's expression was ambiguous as he said to Zhou Jingchi, "One for me, one for Xie Ruan."
Zhou Jingchi got angry when he heard that I had a drink.
Zhou Jingchi's anger subsided upon hearing Xie Ruan's toast.
Zhou Jingchi had originally planned to snatch Xie Ruan away and hug her.
But Zhou Jingchi listened to the man's words. Thinking that he still had to make coffee later, and that if he hugged Xie Ruan now, he would most likely get Xie Ruan dirty, he could only grit his teeth and watch the man hug Xie Ruan, choosing to give up.
Zhou Jingchi is just like an incompetent husband.
Watching helplessly as Xie Ruan was held in someone's arms, he could only sulk and reach out to tie Xie Ruan's blue bow-tie apron tightly.
Then, muffled, like a kettle about to boil, it made a faint sound, and then, sulking, obediently turned its head to grind coffee beans by hand.
Zhou Jingchi: Out of sight, out of mind.
Zhou Jingchi: A gentleman takes his revenge! Even after ten years, it's never too late!
Zhou Jingchi kept repeating this to himself.
Zhou Jingchi was originally somewhat irritable.
But when he turned his head, he saw Xie Ruan's wet eyes staring at him.
For some reason, I felt that Xie Ruan seemed to be looking forward to it.
Zhou Jingchi's anger subsided.
Zhou Jingchi was in a much better mood. Even though he had never done this kind of work before, he was more focused on it than on anything else.
Zhou Jingchi patiently used a delicate glass spoon to scoop out the plump coffee beans.
Because the items in the villa were exclusively supplied by the Pei Group, all the coffee beans in this villa were purchased strictly according to Pei Zhi's preferred quality.
None of them were broken.
Zhou Jingchi wasn't very good at this kind of meticulous work. At first, he was a bit impatient, but when he turned his head and saw Xie Ruan's wet expression, his impatient fingers subconsciously softened a bit.
Zhou Jingchi is more patient than ever.
Zhou Jingchi carefully polished his hair. His hair was mostly black, with a slightly dull color. Under the midday sunlight streaming in through the window, it added a touch of flamboyant handsomeness that he only possessed when he wasn't speaking.
A few blue veins appeared on Zhou Jingchi's arm.
Perhaps this job is inherently a grueling one.
Zhou Jingchi worked for quite a while before grinding it into a fine powder, and then carefully cleaned it with a brush.
Zhou Jingchi used just-boiled water to hand-brew all the ground coffee powder.
Zhou Jingchi: Don't like blandness?
Zhou Jingchi: May you suffer to death.
Zhou Jingchi remained expressionless, deliberately exuding a strong masculine aura.
On the contrary, Xie Ruan's copy was extremely meticulous.
Zhou Jingchi, recalling Xie Ruan's fondness for sweets and her preference for dipping fried chicken in cream cheese sauce, poured milk and added sugar to Xie Ruan's glass.
If Zhou Jingchi hadn't been completely clueless about latte art, he would have even considered making one for Xie Ruan.
Zhou Jingchi silently made a mental note that he could learn latte art.
Zhou Jingchi cleaned his hands like that.
He reached out, intending to pull Xie Ruan back.
But Pei Zhi still wouldn't allow it!
Zhou Jingchi wiped his hands and reached out.
Just then, I saw Xie Ruan blushing even more.
Zhou Jingchi: Is Xie Ruan exhausted from all the trouble he and Pei Zhi have caused her?
If it were anything else, Zhou Jingchi wouldn't be interested in competing with a man for it.
However, Xie Ruan and Zhou Jingchi were unwilling to give in.
only……
Zhou Jingchi looked at Xie Ruan's slightly flushed cheeks and the way her eyelashes lost their normal frequency when she panicked and dodged.
Zhou Jingchi couldn't bear to torment Xie Ruan any further.
She simply let Xie Ruan stay in his arms.
He thought to himself—
OK.
That's impressive.
Pei Zhi, you're amazing!!
In a fit of pique, Zhou Jingchi slammed his coffee cup down in front of Pei Zhi.
Then, gently and softly, with a beautiful 45-degree smile, she looked at Xie Ruan and handed her the extravagant milk she had made, which had almost no coffee flavor.
Xie Ruan uses only the most beautiful cups.
As for...men?
Who cares?
Zhou Jingchi casually grabbed a broken cup that was tucked away in the corner and handed it to him.
Zhou Jingchi crossed her arms and stared at the man.
The man remained indifferent throughout, and didn't even look at him.
Zhou Jingchi wanted to know just how much of a preference the man had for strong coffee.
He couldn't believe that after he made something so bitter, the man could drink it and feel so calm.
Zhou Jingchi stared coldly at Pei Zhi.
The air pressure around us suddenly seemed to drop a few degrees.
Zhou Jingchi didn't say anything, but his intention to make her suffer was too obvious.
Although the man saw through it, he did not refuse the cup of coffee.
Instead, he slowly and deliberately raised his arm, which was covered by an opal cuff, and took a sip.
The rich coffee spread through my mouth.
Zhou Jingchi stared at the man.
The man simply said, "I'm jealous."
Zhou Jingchi looked at the man's expressionless face: ...
Complete silence.
Zhou Jingchi: This can't be sprayed out; it's so thick, yet he doesn't spit it out. He's really good at enduring hardship.
Zhou Jingchi gave up; he couldn't be bothered to look at such a boring man.
Zhou Jingchi moved closer to Xie Ruan.
Xie Ruan drank very carefully.
He had never drunk coffee before.
Xie Ruan's fair fingers carefully lifted the warm cup, the rich aroma of milk, mixed with a slightly unfamiliar scent, spreading to her nose.
It smells very good.
Xie Ruan took a small sip carefully.
Bitter, sweet, and fragrant. The strange flavors spread throughout his mouth, and after one bite, there was a slight aftertaste.
Xie Ruan didn't dislike the taste; as if she were greedy, she took another sip.
She had just opened her mouth to thank Zhou Jingchi.
Looking up, I saw Zhou Jingchi's face suddenly looming over me.
Xie Ruan was startled.
The cup in my hand jerked unconsciously, letting a few drops of milk coffee fall on my body and face.
Xie Ruan felt like she was covered in the smell of milk coffee and hurriedly tried to wipe it off.
But then a soft blue handkerchief approached and gently wiped away the milk coffee he couldn't see.
?
Xie Ruan subconsciously followed her arm.
Just then, a man took his coffee, placed it on the table, and hugged him, moving away from Zhou Jingchi.
The river flows.
Can you let him go?
Xie Ruan subconsciously thanked her.
The man didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.
Instead, after thanking him, Xie Ruan inexplicably felt a strange sensation rising behind her...
Melancholy.
Xie Ruan paused for a moment, blinked, and turned her head. She saw Zhou Jingchi standing there like a drowned puppy, his hair almost wet, pleading with a look of grievance.
Xie Ruan blinked her dark eyes: ?
Zhou Jingchi's sense of loss intensified; he seemed to have lost something and was very frustrated.
Even though Xie Ruan was afraid of people and didn't quite understand what they were thinking, he still subconsciously reached out his hand, his beautiful, slender fingers, still slightly warm, and while he was in the man's arms, he brought his hand close to Zhou Jingchi's hair.
Xie Ruan didn't know what was wrong with her, but timidly and inexplicably, she touched Zhou Jingchi's fluffy and neat bangs.
Zhou Jingchi's hair color was a bit light, and Xie Ruan touched it.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Jingchi seemed to have received some kind of reward. While Xie Ruan was still marveling at how other people's hair looked, with its somewhat stiff texture, he...
His hand was suddenly pulled away by Zhou Jingchi.
Zhou Jingchi was quite strong, and his hands, without any restraint, pulled him forward like a dog charging, and then all of his slender fingers were pulled away and placed on Zhou Jingchi's cheek.
Zhou Jingchi said like a puppy seeking praise, "Thank me too, okay? I made you coffee."
Xie Ruan looked sullen; her wrist was slightly red from being pulled, and she felt a little aggrieved.
He was just about to say thank you.
I don't want to think about it anymore.
Xie Ruan instinctively tried to pull her hand away.
Zhou Jingchi is incredibly strong.
Xie Ruan couldn't get away.
Xie Ruan bit her thin lips, looking somewhat aggrieved.
Before I could even react...
"Smack."
?
Xie Ruan turned her head in a daze, watching the man indifferently slap Zhou Jingchi's hand away, hug him, and move a few steps away.
Xie Ruan was held even tighter in the man's arms.
This was the first time Xie Ruan had been held for so long by someone else.
What did Jiang Zhi eat to grow up?
Don't you get tired of holding him all the time?
Xie Ruan was still thinking.
The man then spoke to the irritable Zhou Jingchi: "Redo it."
Pei Zhi, you son of a bitch!
Zhou Jingchi glared at the man.
Unexpectedly, the man glanced at him, as if he had the man completely under his control, and said, "Then, the nanny will do it."
Pei Zhiming clearly did not say that the nanny referred to Xie Ruan.
Zhou Jingchi, however, was utterly afraid of men.
When Zhou Jingchi heard that the other party wanted to provide a nanny, and considering that there was only one live-in nanny in the villa, he immediately agreed.
Zhou Jingchi, again resentful and irritable, began grinding coffee with a sharp, banging sound.
Zhou Jingchi even felt that this kind of meticulous work was more tiring than lifting weights.
Zhou Jingchi's hands were sore.
After a long while, Zhou Jingchi poured another cup and gave it to the man: "Isn't your family a bit too crazy? You don't even have an automatic coffee grinder, you can only grind it by hand?"
He had originally planned to have Xie Ruan do this kind of work.
Xie Ruan's hands are so soft, how could she possibly do such a troublesome job?
Zhou Jingchi complained all the while, then opened his phone, intending to ask his agent to buy a coffee machine.
Unexpectedly, the man said casually, "Yes."
?
Zhou Jingchi's eyes widened.
The man took a slow, deliberate sip, turned his head, and his eyes were full of the expression that seemed to say, "[There's an appliance at home; I thought you were someone who particularly enjoyed exercising.]"
Zhou Jingchi has collapsed.
But before he could even vent his anger...
The man took only one sip and then, seemingly without any interest, put down the third cup of coffee that Zhou Jingchi had painstakingly prepared.
He calmly replied, "So-so."
Zhou Jingchi was furious.
His hair stood on end, bristling. "Pei Zhi, I'll kill you!! Kill you!!!"
*
Zhou Jingchi ran towards the man.
Xie Ruan tilted her head.
He didn't understand. Wasn't the one holding him Jiang Zhi? Pei Zhi's nephew, why did Zhou Jingchi always call him Pei Zhi?
And Jiang Zhi didn't refute it at all?
Xie Ruan couldn't understand, so she turned her head to look at Jiang Zhi.
Jiang Zhi seemed to sense it as well, and turned his head to look at him.
Xie Ruan pursed her thin lips, silently choosing the quietest way to conceal her presence: "..."
never mind.
Who doesn't know that Jiang Zhi is a complete lunatic?
Xie Ruan could not afford to take such a responsibility.
Xie Ruan turned her head to the side.
Zhou Jingchi is still relentlessly attacking men.
Xie Ruan sat obediently in Pei Zhi's lap like a little wooden doll.
They dared not utter a sound.
This pitiful sight actually made Zhou Jingchi, who was still attacking, hold back.
Zhou Jingchi and Pei Zhi did indeed have a tragic love affair (not really).
In a narrow sense, Pei Zhi is Zhou Jingchi's boss.
Zhou Jingchi is an artist under the Pei Group. After Pei Zhi inherited the family business, Zhou Jingchi also became an artist under Pei Zhi's company.
However, Zhou Jingchi had a very good background. Because his family was on par with Pei Zhi's, Zhou Jingchi was able to live a carefree, dissolute life.
It also gave him enough confidence that he didn't have to bow and scrape to men.
It was also because the two families were evenly matched and had a long-standing relationship.
Zhou Jingchi's dissatisfaction with Pei Zhi stemmed from years of pent-up resentment.
None of the wealthy young men around him liked Pei Zhi.
Pei Zhi is like everyone else's child. Not only is he number one in his class, but he is also proficient in eighteen skills. He is not only fluent in eight languages at the age of seven, but he is also omnipotent and can win awards in any competition.
Zhou Jingchi had heard parents around him talk about Pei Zhi since he was a child.
Zhou Jingchi didn't care about any of this. But he couldn't stand Pei Zhi's indifferent and aloof demeanor at every family gathering, as if he looked down on everyone.
Zhou Jingchi disliked him.
So when Pei Zhi said he was willing to give up this house for them to live in temporarily.
Zhou Jingchi was the first to say: "Even dogs won't come, and dogs won't stay here."
Zhou Jingchi disliked both Pei Zhi and Ji Ye.
The three of them, along with Wen Hezhou, were all young masters who grew up together.
Of these three people.
Zhou Jingchi's impression of Wen Hezhou was just okay.
At least.
Wen Hezhou looked respectable, and he could even smile.
Although his smile concealed a dagger, it made people uncomfortable.
But it's still more respectable than two cold, walking ice-making machines.
*
Seeing that Pei Zhi had finally finished making a mess, Zhou Jingchi silently began cleaning up the mess in the kitchen.
It's important to know that Zhou Jingchi refers to the type of person who doesn't do any housework.
He's not good at organizing, making, or cleaning.
Zhou Jingchi seemed to have done all the work of his life.
He never imagined that making coffee would be difficult, tiring, and even more painful to clean up afterward.
Zhou Jingchi bent over, as if he had lost all his arrogance, and felt more and more like he was dead.
Zhou Jingchi didn't even notice the man's unkempt tie.
And when Assistant Li arrived, the first thing he said when he opened the door was, "President, your tie is loose."
President? Why doesn't Assistant Li recognize Jiang Zhi?
Xie Ruan was still confused.
He didn't see that what surprised Assistant Li was that the president's tie was undone. The president's tie never came undone, and he would never not straighten it immediately after it came undone. What had delayed his thinking?
Xie Ruan was simply thinking.
Why does everyone say that men are like Pei Zhi?
It's understandable that Zhou Jingchi didn't recognize Jiang Zhi at this time and therefore mistook him for Jiang Zhi.
But what does Assistant Li mean?
Assistant Li personally went to pick him up last night.
Moreover, Xie Ruan took a special look.
The man was indeed in a wheelchair; it was undoubtedly Jiang Zhi.
Xie Ruan also felt that Pei Zhi and Jiang Zhi were too similar.
Xie Ruan can only be identified by using a wheelchair.
Xie Ruan stared at the man in astonishment.
Could it be that Jiang Zhi is plotting to impersonate Pei Zhi?
Xie Ruan was still thinking when the shadow of mint flavor suddenly loomed over her.
?
Xie Ruan was completely surrounded by men.
Xie Ruan was forced into a corner.
Xie Ruan didn't know why, even though the man was in a wheelchair, the oppressive feeling still made her feel suffocated.
Xie Ruan hadn't figured out how to escape yet.
He saw the man in the wheelchair lean over him.
Xie Ruan subconsciously squatted down.
Unexpectedly, her body, which had finally managed to escape, was once again held on the man's lap.
?
What's going on?! QAQ!
Before Xie Ruan could react, the man spoke slowly and distantly: "Help me tie my tie."
?
QAQ! Jiang Zhi just lost his legs, not his hands!!
Xie Ruan was once again held in the man's arms with one hand.
How could a nanny possibly be an expert in this kind of thing?!
The nanny is a person from the apocalypse.
Nobody wears suits in the apocalypse!
Moreover, Xie Ruan practically lived in a garbage dump.
He would never wear such high-end clothes.
Xie Ruan was still trying to figure out how to get through this when she saw the other person move even closer, seemingly unconcerned.
The minty flavor wafted over.
The extremely close proximity made Xie Ruan almost unable to breathe.
Xie Ruan's cheeks turned bright red.
He dared not say that he couldn't.
I could only do it haphazardly and subconsciously.
*
Xie Ruan had no idea that Zhou Jingchi, who witnessed this scene, was furious.
Zhou Jingchi finished packing his things and rushed over, still not completely clean.
Xie Ruan was simply tying the man's tie with seriousness.
Xie Ruan originally thought that he wouldn't do that, and that he would just pull it off once and then put it back on to get away with it.
Who knew tying a tie would be so difficult?
Xie Ruan lost control and tore it open.
Xie Ruan was about to cry.
Her eyes were red and swollen with anxiety.
Carefully, recalling the shape of the tie, he circled it once.
...
I just happened to see a crooked and ugly tie.
QAQ?
Is this something a human could actually create?
Xie Ruan's face turned completely red with anxiety.
Unexpected.
Before he could even adjust himself, Zhou Jingchi picked him up from his wheelchair.
?
Xie Ruan suddenly found herself suspended in mid-air.
Xie Ruan inexplicably felt that Zhou Jingchi had a bit of a temper about him.
Xie Ruan avoided eye contact as if trying to escape.
Zhou Jingchi's voice, however, was muffled.
Because they were so close, and she was holding him in her arms with one hand, Xie Ruan could feel the intense heat emanating from Zhou Jingchi's body.
Because Zhou Jingchi had run over, his breathing was a little heavy, and Xie Ruan even felt like she couldn't breathe properly.
Xie Ruan wanted to run away, so she put her hand on the other person's chest, trying to create some distance.
But then she heard Zhou Jingchi's voice soften, as if he were pleading: "Aruan, I also want you to help me tie my tie."
?
QAQ?
Do these employers all have a fetish for the ugly?
His department is so ugly, yet people are fighting over him?
Xie Ruan did not understand.
But I was deeply shocked.
Xie Ruan watched Zhou Jingchi's face getting closer and closer, and had no choice but to nod anxiously.
I never expected that my fingers would unconsciously touch the other person's collar.
But then they discovered...
No.
Xie Ruan closed her eyes and touched the left and the right side.
The man's cheeks turned red from being touched.
His breathing became labored.
He didn't even touch the tie.
Xie Ruan cried.
Mustering up the courage to turn around, I discovered that Zhou Jingchi didn't have a tie at all!
Xie Ruan couldn't help but kick Zhou Jingchi: "T-shirt, where, where did you get the tie?!"
Xie Ruan was a little angry, and when she was angry, the tips of her ears turned red.
To everyone's surprise, Zhou Jingchi showed no remorse whatsoever. Instead, he seemed to have gotten away with it, raising the corners of his mouth and revealing his sharp canine teeth.
"Then I'll put it on in a bit, can you tie it for me?" Zhou Jingchi said weakly, leaning closer.
The closer the distance, the more Xie Ruan wanted to escape.
Unexpectedly, the more Xie Ruan wanted to escape, the redder her cheeks became, and the more she wanted to be teased.
Zhou Jingchi moved even closer.
Look downwards.
Xie Ruan's ear tips were red.
The tip of her nose is red.
Her cheeks were also red...
besides……
Zhou Jingchi's gaze gradually moved downwards.
Xie Ruan's thin lips.
It's also red.
*
Zhou Jingchi leaned closer.
Xie Ruan's thin lips glistened, perhaps from drinking milk coffee. They were moist, with a luster like pomegranate juice, possessing an alluring and captivating quality that made it hard to look away.
Zhou Jingchi didn't know what was wrong with him either.
He stared at Xie Ruan's thin lips, puzzled.
The idea of tying a tie, which I had just wanted to do, seemed to pale in comparison to all my other intentions.
Only two words remain.
It is extremely eye-catching in my mind.
It cannot be moved.
It occupied all of his consciousness—
think.
relative.
Zhou Jingchi remained rooted to the spot.
He pressed against Xie Ruan.
Breathing heavily.
This caused his Adam's apple to bob slightly involuntarily.
My skin felt inexplicably dry...
It hurts a little.
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