Chapter 2: The troublemaker is eating your rice!

Maki Chiye called a brief meeting of the management team, and by the time he got home it was already evening.

This small villa was bought by Mu Chiye. He moved here when he was in junior high school. Apart from his good friends and brothers, almost no one comes here.

There were two orange lights on at the door of the villa. Looking up, all the windows were dark and it seemed that no one was there.

It’s not that he was tired, but his body was inevitably a little weak after being injured. Mu Chiye’s nerves naturally relaxed, and he wondered inexplicably, has Shen Zhi moved in?

That beautiful, deceptive kid.

Mu Chiye pressed his fingerprint, the smart door lock opened, and the light at the door came on.

As expected, Mu Chiye saw Shen Zhi's washed-out sneakers quietly placed on the ground, next to them were a pair of slippers of several sizes.

It was prepared by Shen Zhi.

Mu Chiye kicked the ball and changed it. He thought that he could please himself with some small favors and make himself change his mind?

Mu Chiye could tell Shen Zhi clearly that it was impossible.

Mu Chiye climbed up the stairs on one leg. He was the only one living in the villa, and he didn't have the habit of inviting friends to stay overnight. He converted all the empty rooms into storage for his various hobbies.

Apart from the master bedroom, the only room where you can rest is the study.

There was a small bed in the study room, with a blanket but no quilt. Mu Chiye stopped walking towards the study room, turned around and went back to the master bedroom.

It’s none of his business. The lying little brat deserved to be frozen to death. Besides, considering Shen Zhi’s cleverness, he should have taken the quilt from his bedroom long ago. It would be better to worry about himself than him.

After Mu Chiye convinced himself, he went straight back to the master bedroom.

It was worse than he expected. Shen Zhijian didn't treat him as an outsider and actually slept in his room.

Mu Chiye stood at the door of the room, with a clear view of the scene inside. Shen Zhi was lying upright on his bed with a dent in the soft mattress. The white quilt was covering Shen Zhi's chest, and his hands were clasped on the quilt.

Like a quiet and delicate doll, it makes people unconsciously feel peaceful just by looking at it, bullshit!

Mu Chiye was almost furious. How could someone occupy his master's bed so openly? This little brat Shen Zhi was simply a naughty child.

Mu Chiye almost rushed to the bed and pulled aside Shen Zhi's quilt without hesitation.

The cool, sweet fragrance spread with Mu Chiye's movements, continuously flowing out of Shen Zhi's body and penetrating into Mu Chiye's nostrils.

The fragrance penetrates deeply into my lungs.

Mu Chiye paused, vaguely remembering that he had been in a car accident and was trapped in a sea of ​​fire. He passed out due to excessive blood loss. It was this smell that pulled him out of the water in his memory.

Mu Chiye couldn't deny that Shen Zhi risked his life to save him.

Shen Zhi's skin exposed to the air began to tremble, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he uttered a few moans, as if he was accusing.

Mu Chiye's hand trembled as he put the quilt back on Shen Zhi. Shen Zhi felt the warmth, his tightly locked brows relaxed, and a peaceful smile appeared on his face.

Mu Chiye regretted his behavior, but couldn't help thinking that Shen Zhi was only nineteen years old and had just reached adulthood, so why should he bother with him.

Shen Zhi was an orphan and had not finished school. It was not a big deal that he had lost his way. Saving people was a real act, which showed that Shen Zhi had not gone down a dead end. He had a good heart but had some minor problems.

It's not that unforgivable.

After Mu Chiye counseled him, his anger dissipated a lot.

He could have put Shen Zhi on the right track, helped him finish college, arranged a good job for him, and introduced him to a good partner.

If I give him some more money, Shen Zhi will definitely be able to live a happy life in the future.

Mu Chiye thought about it carefully and felt that it was very feasible. He looked at Shen Zhi with a softer gaze, like a kind father.

Most of Shen Zhi's palm-sized face was buried in the quilt, with red marks at the corners of his eyes, making him look very pretty, as if he had been crying.

Probably because he was feeling aggrieved from walking too much on the mountain road today, Mu Chiye sighed, wondering how could a boy be so coquettish. He reached out and carefully pulled the quilt to avoid blocking Shen Zhi's breathing.

The warm and moist water vapor splashed on Mu Chiye's rough hands, spreading gently, making them feel tingling and numb.

Mu Chiye withdrew his hand, picked up the quilt and went out, closing the door for Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi opened his eyes in the darkness, not feeling sleepy at all. In the original plot, Shen Zhi was greedy, willful, ignorant and fearless. The careless Mu Chiye couldn't stand Shen Zhi's self-willed character and was almost never nice to him.

He deliberately occupied Mu Chiye's bed today, and he actually endured it. Shen Zhi couldn't figure out Mu Chiye's train of thought.

It is normal for the characters in the plot to deviate a little, the main thing is to complete the mission.

The small bed in the study could not accommodate Mu Chiye's overall size, so it was not comfortable in any way. He slept in discomfort all night and felt sore all over.

It was just daybreak and Mu Chiye, who had not gotten enough rest, had not yet returned to his cage when he heard loud knocks on the door.

It was as rapid as the beat of a war drum and it gave Mu Chiye a headache.

"You're looking for death so early in the morning!" Mu Chiye shouted impatiently.

The knocking on the door stopped, and Mu Chiye's mind became much clearer. Besides him, the only person in the villa was Shen Zhi.

Otherwise, there would be something wrong. Mu Chiye had just made up his mind yesterday to make Shen Zhi mend his ways. In order to prevent the plan from failing, Mu Chiye was prepared to remain calm and show mercy to see what he had going on.

Although Mu Chiye's leg was injured, he did not slow down. He took two steps at a time to open the door and was met with Shen Zhi's slightly aggrieved face.

Mu Chiye cleared his throat, but his voice was a little loud. What's the matter?

Shen Zhi tilted his head, staring at Mu Chiye with his moist eyes, "Brother Ye, did you have breakfast?"

What kind of a hell of a name? To Mu Chiye, when Shen Zhi called him "Brother Ye", it sounded just like "Brother Ye".

"Shut up! If you keep shouting like that, I'll kill you," Mu Chiye threatened with bared teeth.

Mu Chiye could see with his naked eyes that Shen Zhi's eyes flashed with cunning. Shen Zhi had finally figured out how to say different things to different people. Yesterday, because his old man was protecting him, he took advantage of the power of others to make Mu Chiye angry.

Today he has no one to rely on, so he comes to please me, and even his flattery is tinged with ulterior motives, wanting to make me feel better only if I add some trouble.

"I made breakfast for you, would you like to eat something to fill your stomach?" Shen Zhiji would use his appearance to his advantage, making it impossible for people to refuse.

Especially Mu Chiye, who was planning to transform Shen Zhi.

"You go first, I'll wash up," Mu Chiye was wearing a black vest, his well-trained muscles were visible through the fabric, and one could vaguely see the undulating lines of his strong and smooth muscles, his broad shoulders and narrow waist, and his lean and powerful figure.

Shen Zhi went downstairs and had breakfast as he was told. The original owner didn't have this skill, so naturally he didn't know how to do it.

So when Mu Chiye went downstairs and saw the greasy noodles with black spots from the cooking residue on the dining table, his face turned pale.

Shen Zhi added some noodles to his meal and it was ok.

Shen Zhi swallowed the food in his mouth and invited Mu Chiye to eat with him.

Mu Chiye came over with his crutches, held the bowl in front of Shen Zhi, and laughed angrily: "What did you make? It's almost like pig food. How can I eat it?"

Shen Zhi ate more than half a bowl of rice, with a noodle still stuck in his mouth. He didn't think it was bad, and looked a little confused.

Mu Chiye didn't hear Shen Zhi's sharp retort and was stunned for a moment. He forgot that Shen Zhi was an orphan and had little money, so such a meal was considered good.

Mu Chiye snatched the noodles from Shen Zhi's hand, which he didn't want to look at any more, and said, "Wait."

He turned and went into the kitchen and threw away the sticky noodles made by Shen Zhi.

The sound of cutting vegetables came from the kitchen, and a slight surprise flashed in Shen Zhi's eyes. Is Mu Chiye's temper really that good?

Of course Mu Chiye has a bad temper, but now he has the idea of ​​leading the "misguided young man Shen Zhi" back to the right path, so he tolerates it again and again.

While waiting for breakfast, Shen Zhi took out his mobile phone. The hot search term "G's new president was in a car accident" that dominated the list yesterday was still in full swing, and several new terms were spawned.

All of them are disadvantageous to the G family.

This incident was the opportunity for Mu Chiye to learn that Shen Zhi risked his life to save him because he knew that Mu Chiye came from a wealthy family.

While Shen Zhi was wondering why Mu Chiye hadn't taken any action for a long time, the delicious Yangchun noodles were served.

The noodles soaked in the soup were soft and elastic, and the green vegetables were tall and crispy, with bright yellow sunny-side-up eggs placed in between. The aroma that wafted from his nose made Shen Zhiqing swallow his saliva involuntarily.

Shen Zhi picked up the chopsticks, added a few noodles, blew on them and put them into his mouth. The fresh and fragrant taste made Shen Zhi's almond eyes narrow with satisfaction, his cheeks puffed up, like a little pet eating.

Mu Chiye glanced at him and started eating the noodles in his bowl. It seemed that Shen Zhi had a great chance of changing for the better, and Mu Chiye was full of confidence.

Mu Chiye tried to find a topic to get closer to Shen Zhi, "I have already held a meeting to discuss the matter that was trending yesterday."

"It was a malicious frame-up by a competing company. The G family had just been acquired and had not yet established its footing. This was a risk as well as an opportunity." Mu Chiye also wanted to teach Shen Zhi something to help him grow.

Maki Chiye confessed: "We can use this opportunity to expand the situation and use it for marketing. This will maximize the impact and promote G's new luxury brand."

Shen Zhi concentrated on eating the delicious noodles and ignored Mu Chiye's words.

Mu Chiye talked in a dull manner, but those who were supposed to listen only cared about eating. Mu Chiye knocked on the rim of his bowl.

The crisp sound made Shen Zhi look up in confusion, "What's the new brand?"

Maki Chiye finally stopped talking to himself and replied in a good mood: "New pilot sunglasses."

Mu Chiye thought that Shen Zhi might not have seen it before, so he took out his cell phone and found the picture to show Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth with a tissue, looked carefully at the G logo at the junction of the sunglasses, and said bluntly: "I have seen it."

Mu Chiye didn't think Shen Zhi had seen it, but he was happy to talk to Shen Zhi more, so that he could gain a foothold in Shen Zhi's heart and better transform Shen Zhi.

Friendly conversation is the first step to get into the heart of a naughty child. Mu Chiye patiently said, "I've seen it somewhere before. It hasn't been officially released yet."

Shen Zhi's eyes were calm and clear. "When you were in a car accident, it got stuck at your collar."

Shen Zhi didn't know that beneath the calm surface there were turbulent waves. "It's a G brand. G always likes to make its logo very conspicuous."

Mu Chiye's expression froze, "Do you know him?"

"Of course I know it, it's a French niche luxury brand," Shen Zhi nodded, expressing his opinion without hesitation, "Only truly wealthy people would use luxury goods from head to toe, inside and out. Those who only wear one or two pieces are just nouveau riche, buying them just to show off."

Mu Chiye's jawline was tense and his eyes were cold. In this case, Shen Zhi saved him knowing that he was a rich man, most likely just taking a gamble to have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

Now it seems that Shen Zhi won the gamble. He successfully moved into the villa and received a personal promise from the chairman of Muyuan Group.

Even he, the beneficiary, was racking his brains to plan for him. He sincerely believed that in Shen Zhi's eyes, he deserved it for risking his life and it was just an exchange of interests.

Shen Zhi was unaware of Mu Chi's ambitions and continued to add fuel to the fire: "Especially when people buy fake small accessories like this, most of them are just pretending to be rich."

Mu Chiye couldn't stand the complacent talk and said, "That's enough!"

Shen Zhi's voice suddenly stopped, his eyes widened in shock, clear tears filling his round eye sockets.

Mu Chiye remained unmoved, his face hard and disappointed, "You are hopeless."