Yan Qiao brought out a small wooden table, placed it by the pavilion, and sat cross-legged to the side, waiting for her meal.
Pei Jingzhan didn't eat any himself, so he made two bowls.
He sat facing Yan Qiao, his posture relaxed and carefree.
You can see the stars when you look up, and a cool evening breeze caresses your face.
She looked up and sighed softly, "I've been looking forward to this kind of day for so long."
Pei Jingzhan chuckled, "How old are you?"
He made himself sound like he was seventy or eighty years old.
Yan Qiao shook her head and buried her head in her noodles.
She has lived many lifetimes, and from her first life, she has longed for retirement.
This has become her ultimate goal.
Yan Qiao asked, "Pei Bingjun, do you have a dream?"
Pei Jingzhan looked at her with his deep black eyes and said calmly, "No."
He could easily obtain what others could only dream of.
He was so relaxed that he always felt life was boring and there was nothing he could define as a "dream".
These two characters are extremely rare.
Yan Qiao said seriously, "My dream is to retire and enjoy my old age. I want to grow vegetables and fruit trees in the outer yard, and flowers in the inner yard. I like climbing roses; when they bloom, they cover the gazebo, like a girl wearing a flower crown, don't they?"
"I want to put tables and chairs here, to enjoy the flowers in spring, to watch the stars in summer, to brew tea around the stove in autumn, and to watch the snow in winter. Under the Chinese toon tree, I want to build a swing and keep a few pets. This is my dream retirement life."
Many people want to live a secluded life in the countryside or mountains, but she can't.
She enjoys the tranquility of the small courtyard, but also loves the hustle and bustle of the big city.
She wanted both.
Her voice sounded especially soft in the quiet night, and Pei Jingzhan listened quietly.
That scene seemed to appear in my mind.
Yan Qiao smiled radiantly as she sat on the swing, with a puppy rolling around affectionately at her feet.
His heart, which had been calm and parched for so long, seemed to be injected with vitality at this moment, and began to beat rapidly.
Yan Qiao smiled and said, "You've been with me, helping me build this little haven for retirement. This courtyard house deserves a lot of credit for its achievements!"
Before Pei Jingzhan could answer, a bowl and chopsticks were shoved into his hand.
The warmth that had finally welled up in her heart vanished completely, and she listened numbly as Yan Qiao, that little devil, said, "Now, please go and wash the dishes."
Pei Jingzhan coldly curled the corners of his lips. "Heh."
Yan Qiao smiled ingratiatingly, "Details determine success or failure. Washing dishes may seem like a small thing, but it's still your contribution! I remember it all."
Pei Jingzhan clicked his tongue, "You're really suited to be a boss."
He can conjure up a pie in the sky with ease.
Yan Qiao leaned close to his ear, her breath sweet as orchids: "I'm not only suited to be a boss, I'm also suited to be a sugar daddy. Do you want to give it a try?"
Pei Jingzhan suddenly turned his head, and the two of them were suddenly facing each other, their breaths mingling.
"How do we try?" His voice lowered, his eyes lingering on her soft, red lips, his Adam's apple bobbing.
Yan Qiao stared blankly at him, licked her dry lips, her pink tongue peeking out from between her pearly teeth, her heart pounding like thunder.
Her mind was a complete mess. Was she going to kiss him? Was it all so sudden?
Just as he was lost in thought, Pei Jingzhan suddenly got up and strode into the kitchen.
Yan Qiao: "..." You flirted and then ran away?
...
The next day, Yan Qiao continued building the pavilion.
Today I installed the railing and balustrade, and applied a layer of wood wax oil to them, making the colors look more retro.
The roof has an eaves design, and once the tiles are laid on it, the feeling is immediately apparent.
Pei Jingzhan didn't do a live stream today, and many people started sending him private messages to urge him to come back, but they didn't get a reply.
On the third day, wooden windows and gauze curtains were installed on all four sides of the pavilion, and it was completed!
It has an antique feel, which matches this courtyard house quite well.
Yan Qiao took a photo and posted it on her WeChat Moments: 【I'll be drinking tea here from now on~】
Then Pei Jingzhan was allowed to edit the video.
Pei Jingzhan had already sent the video footage from the previous two days to his team; all they needed to do was cut today's footage, and the job would be done.
The video will be released promptly at 8 PM.
She rarely posts on Weibo these days, but when she does, it stays trending for a long time.
These past few days, Yan Yaoyao has been flying to various places to volunteer, as if she were exploring a map.
Today they're donating supplies in a mountainous area, tomorrow they're donating a building to a primary school.
She has deleted all her Weibo posts and has not responded at all.
But someone always manages to take a picture and post it online.
These things are like a gentle spring breeze, not as intense as a downpour, but they are gentle and silent, planting her image as a philanthropist in the hearts of netizens and gradually covering up her past flaws.
However, no matter how much money she spends to buy her popularity, it's very limited.
The video of Yan Qiao building a pavilion all by herself instantly captured everyone's attention.
I'm such a lucky fan! Who would have thought I'd watch the live stream!
[Yan Qiao is really amazing! She even showed us so many mortise and tenon joint structures, all of which she demonstrated right in front of us!]
[Speaking of live streaming, isn't anyone criticizing that inhumane cameraman? I'm so angry!]
What kind of camera? What kind of live stream? I'm on 2G!
[...]
The next day, Yan Qiao scrolled through the comments, "When did you ever do a live stream?"
Pei Jingzhan said calmly, "The first day."
They showed absolutely no guilt.
Yan Qiao laughed angrily, "You swore at someone? They all want me to fire you!"
Pei Jingzhan said, "I am a civilized person and I never swear."
Was that considered scolding? At most, it was instruction.
Yan Qiao was speechless. What could she do? Of course, she had to help him appease the fans' anger.
She thought for a moment and realized that she hadn't given away any gifts to anyone since she started using Weibo.
Then he pulled Pei Jingzhan out the door, intending to buy everyone a gift for a lucky draw.
She attached a stabilizer to his phone and said, "Here, go ahead and start the live stream. Remember to turn off the gifts."
She's not short of money now and doesn't need people to give her gifts.
Many fans were already following Pei Jingzhan's account, and when they saw him going live, they flocked to watch.
【I'm here to get yelled at!】
To be honest, I love hearing such a nice voice, even when it's someone swearing.
Are you masochists?
[Watch me secretly, fire him immediately!]
Yan Qiao looked at the camera, unable to see the comments, and spoke to everyone on her own: "My cameraman offended everyone a couple of days ago, so I'm going out today to draw prizes for you all as an apology. He's not a bad person, just honest and says what he thinks."
Viewers in the live stream: [...]
He's not honest at all; he can be really ruthless when he talks back!
[Oh no, Qiaoqiao has been blinded by beauty.]
Once in the car, the camera panned to the front, pointing at Yan Qiao, where she finally saw the netizens' comments.
The unanimous sentiment was, "Beauty can be a trap!"
Yan Qiao: "..."
She hasn't won him over yet; although he's handsome, she hasn't gotten to enjoy it.
"Everyone has misunderstood. We are currently just a boss and employee."
The present does not represent the future.
Once she's won him over, she'll shower him with money.
[I'm not listening, you're just spouting nonsense!]
[Yan Qiao's mouth is a liar's mouth!]
[Her smile was practically impossible to hide; she still claims she wasn't lusting after his good looks.]
Yan Qiao touched her nose guiltily, "It's just a tiny bit."
Upon arriving at the mall, Pei Jingzhan was still walking behind, holding his phone.
She went straight to the counter, "to buy some lipsticks and perfumes for everyone."
Yan Qiao occasionally puts on makeup when she's in a good mood. She's not exactly a professional when it comes to makeup, but she does have her own little ideas.
First, I bought five sets of lipsticks and perfumes from Armani, and also packed several sets of body lotion.
After leaving here, I went to other counters and mostly bought lipsticks, perfumes, or shower gels.
Repeatedly selecting items and making payments, the fans in the live stream exclaimed how generous he was.
After buying all of these, there was no room left in my hands to take any more.
Looking back at Pei Jingzhan, she realized that few men had such patience, accompanying her to visit so many shops.
Then Yan quietly went into the jewelry store and picked out some small pieces of jewelry, such as bracelets, necklaces, and earrings.
Yan Qiao visited five shopping malls in total and prepared more than two hundred gifts.
After an afternoon, Yan Qiao felt that her legs were almost numb.
After buying gifts from her fans, Yan Qiao finally went to the luxury watch counter.
Only the everyday models are available here; the more popular ones need to be pre-ordered.
Yan Qiao selected a piece priced around 300,000 yuan and paid a deposit.
He glanced at his watch, then at Pei Jingzhan.
"This price isn't cheap, but I just feel..."
She doesn't match his temperament.
Pei Jingzhan raised an eyebrow, "Give it to me?"
The watches in his collection certainly weren't that cheap.
Yan Qiao nodded, her face full of obedience, but she said something surprising: "I've checked. The first step in being a sugar daddy is, of course, meeting basic material needs."
SA paused, her expression turning contemptuous as she looked at Pei Jingzhan.
So she was being kept by a sugar daddy.
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