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Tonight's Zhuang Sheng's Dream was as quiet as usual.

This place was too quiet, so quiet that it did not seem like it existed in the mortal world.

Pei Qingcheng dined alone, and Housekeeper Hu looked restless.

"Are you eating alone? Do you want me to talk to you? " Housekeeper Hu said.

It was a good idea to talk while eating. Pei Qingcheng nodded and said, "Alright, sit down. We'll eat together."

"No need, no need. If you like the topic of conversation, just listen."

For this service, there was someone to chat with after eating a meal.

Pei Qingcheng laughed, bit her chopsticks and looked at Housekeeper Hu, "Chairman Ye has been living in Zhuang Sheng's Dream for the past two years?"

"Yes, ever since mister and missus got married, mister has lived in the Zhuang Sheng's Dream."

"Alone?"

"No, and us! And Special Assistant Ding, we all live here. " Housekeeper Hu said.

Pei Qingcheng obviously didn't mean that.

Forget it, let's change the subject.

"Chairman Ye doesn't even make a phone call if he doesn't go home for dinner tonight?"

"Basically, mister didn't come back for dinner. His meal was simple, two vegetarian dishes and a soup. Several chefs at home wouldn't be of much use, but luckily you came back." Housekeeper Hu was extremely happy and beaming with joy.

This Zhuang Sheng's Dream person's happiness was pretty simple, having a job makes one happy.

Pei Qingcheng continued to eat. Housekeeper Hu said to himself, "Mister usually comes home to eat, so today is Thursday. As usual, he goes to the Golden Sea."

Pei Qingcheng raised her head and looked at him with a puzzled expression. "— What?"

"Oh, I forgot that the orchids in the garden are going to be watered. I'll go take a look!" Jack shot out of the dining room, and Pei Qingcheng worried that Jack, who was over sixty, would stumble over the steps.

Why was he so flustered?

What's on the Gold Coast?

What —?

There was a sea in Mo City, not far away from the suburbs, and there was a large sea. The golden beach was especially beautiful, and when the sunlight shone down, the golden beach illuminated the surface of the sea, turning it into a golden color.

However, what could the Golden Sea have that Ye Juan would head there for every Thursday?

Therefore, Pei Qingcheng naturally thought in that direction.

Could it be that Ye Juan was hiding a girl in the villa by the Golden Sea?

Ah, what does it have to do with her?

What he was hiding had nothing to do with her.

He picked up the bowl again and continued to drink, but he seemed to have lost his appetite.

Suddenly, he heard Housekeeper Hu's voice at the door, "Mister is back, Special Assistant Ding is back."

Then, the sound of footsteps could be heard. Pei Qingcheng lowered her head and pretended to drink the soup. She heard Ding Hann's voice, "Just serve me a bowl of rice, I'll eat anything."

"Sir, are you not eating dinner again?"

"Every time I come back from there, I don't have any appetite, do I? "Later, give me some plain noodles." Ding Hann sat opposite Pei Qingcheng and called out, "Madam."

"Oh." Pei Qingcheng raised her head and saw that Special Assistant Ding was indeed the only one in the dining room. Ye Juan did not come over.

Special Assistant Ding said without hesitation, "I'm tired today and have no appetite."

"Oh." Pei Qingcheng snorted.

Ye Juan eating or not had nothing to do with her.

However, Ding Hann's words that Ye Juan had no appetite every time he returned from the Golden Sea made her a little curious.

If it was a golden house filled with delicacies, he wouldn't have returned so early, and he wouldn't have lost his appetite.

What secret was hidden in the place that Ye Juan went every Thursday?

Pei Qingcheng was eating absentmindedly. Ding Hann called her several times before he heard her, "Madam, madam, what do you mean by pulling the empty bowl?"

He looked down and saw that the soup had been finished in his bowl.

Pei Qingcheng put down the bowl and said, "I'm done eating. You take your time."

Just as he was about to stand up and walk out of the restaurant, Ding Hann said, "Madam, can I trouble you to wait for a moment." Just as he was about to stand and walk out of the restaurant, Ding Hann said, "Madam, can I trouble you to wait a moment?

Originally, she didn't want to refuse, because there were a lot of servants in the Zhuang Sheng's Dream. However, looking at Ding Hann's earnest gaze, she couldn't say a word when she refused.

No matter what, Ding Hann was very loyal to his master, Ye Juan.

Facing this level of loyalty, Pei Qingcheng also couldn't refuse.

She nodded and sat down again to wait for the kitchen to cook the noodles.

Five minutes later, a small bowl of plain noodles covered with colorful vegetables was ready.

Zhuang Sheng's Dream's chef was indeed extraordinary, a bowl of plain noodles was enough to make one salivate.

"Thank you, ma'am." Housekeeper Hu and Ding Hann looked at her eagerly.

Well, she was just going upstairs with a bowl of noodles. She had to go back to her room anyway.

"You're welcome." Pei Qingcheng picked up her bowl and walked out of the restaurant.

He pushed open the door to the bedroom. There was no light in the room.

Pei Qingcheng touched the wall and found the switch on. When the room lit up, Ye Juan, who was sitting on the sofa, gave her a fright.

He leaned against the back of the couch with his eyes closed, unsure if he was asleep.

Pei Qingcheng walked over and placed her noodles on the tea table in front of him. "Eat while it's hot," she said softly.

Then, when she walked in front of Ye Juan, he suddenly grabbed her wrist. His palm was cold, as if he had been in a freezer before.

"Come sit with me for a while." Ye Juan's quiet voice was mixed with a little bit of fatigue.

Pei Qingcheng pursed her lips. She was just accompanying the potential customer for a while. Something even more outrageous had already happened. What was this?

She sat down beside him obediently, and Ye Juan put his arms around her.

Nestled against Ye Juan's chest, Pei Qingcheng's heart actually beat a few times as she listened to his heart beating powerfully in his chest.

She wanted to struggle free, but she was completely powerless. Leaning on Ye Juan's broad chest felt really comfortable. How about she just lean on him like this!

They snuggled in silence. Ye Juan was still wearing the black shirt and suit that he wore during the day. There was a faint smell of tobacco on his clothes.

Pei Qingcheng also smelled a familiar scent.

She took a deep breath. This smell was very familiar. Every time she visited her mother in the hospital, the room would be filled with the smell of all sorts of potions.

Is Ye Juan sick? Did he go to the hospital?

The doctor that Housekeeper Hu said was from the Golden Sea, was it not a hospital?

Pei Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the place Ye Juan went to every Thursday was a private hospital on the Gold Coast?

A visit or a visit?

She was still daydreaming when Ye Juan's voice suddenly sounded above her head: "Tomorrow night, my mother's birthday. I'll pick you up from Pei's at six o'clock."

Pei Qingcheng had forgotten all about it, but his mother didn't seem to want to see her.

She paused for a moment before continuing, "Today, noon, Mrs. Ye came to visit Pei's."

She wasn't going to complain. She had to tell him about Mrs. Ye's request, in case she went tomorrow and the mother and son were unhappy with her.

It didn't matter whether Pei Qingcheng went or not.

"I know." The man's chin was resting on the top of her head, his voice floating above her.

"Perhaps, it would not be appropriate for me to go to the meeting tomorrow." Pei Qingcheng said in a low voice.

"I think it's perfect." Ye Juan's chin suddenly moved away from Pei Qingcheng's head. His slightly cold fingers gently lifted her chin and his gaze gently rested on her face.

Every time she met Ye Juan's eyes, Pei Qingcheng felt as if her heart had been struck.

Even though his eyes were calm, Pei Qingcheng could not help but feel shocked every time she saw him.

Ye Juan had this kind of ability. This kind of feeling made Pei Qingcheng very uncomfortable.

Every time the waves in her heart were stirred up, it should have originated from Yin Hann and not Ye Juan.

She lowered her eyes and her gaze naturally fell on Ye Juan's slender fingers that were placed on his leg.

He had a ring on his ring finger, and Pei Qingcheng suddenly remembered that it was the ring they had exchanged on their wedding day.

After finishing the day's ceremony and leaving the Zhuang Sheng's Dream, Pei Qingcheng casually threw away the ring.

In any case, Ye Juan was as rich as a country, so he didn't care about a ring.

However, he never expected Ye Juan to wear it.

He then shifted his gaze and moved it to the white carpet. It was the safest place.

Ye Juan moved his palm, which was originally on her chin, onto her hair and gently caressed it. Ye Juan wrapped her in his embrace, his lips next to her ear and the air between his teeth collided with her eardrum: "Tilt, can I kiss you?"

Pei Qingcheng froze in his arms.

What kind of question was that?

The Overlord of Mo City wanted to ask her for a kiss, yet was willing to negotiate with her so gently?

How was she supposed to answer such a question?

She straightened herself in his arms, and her smile became especially perfunctory and cold. "I have no choice but to follow my orders."

"It's not an order. I can hold it in if you don't like it."

"Nothing to like." Pei Qingcheng replied.

A trace of excitement disappeared from Ye Juan's eyes. He gently let go of Pei Qingcheng and leaned back on the sofa.

What was this?

Did he want Pei Qingcheng to willingly throw herself into his arms?

If Overlord was to force himself on her, Pei Qingcheng would have to remember that the amount of money Pei's owed Ye Juan was due to her identity as Mrs. Ye, so she had to comply no matter what.

However, it was impossible for her to happily accept all of Ye Juan's intimate actions.

He could have his own body, but it couldn't be his heart.

Pei Qingcheng stood up from the sofa. With a tired tone, she said, "If Chairman Ye doesn't need me, then I'm going to wash up and sleep."

She really went into the bathroom to wash up. When she came out of the shower, Ye Juan was still sitting in that position on the sofa.

If one day Pei Qingcheng could read what he was thinking, she would be very powerful.

However, this day might not come.

They only needed to be together for a year, and during this year, her mission wasn't to thoroughly understand the man in front of her, but rather to serve him.

Each of them had their own role to play. Since the lord told her to serve him, she would serve him. If she didn't, then that was fine.

He turned around and looked at the bowl on the tea table. It was already cold and had turned into a piece of bread.

She went into the bedroom, pulled back the covers, and lay down.

The rose-colored blanket emitted a faint fragrance.

It made her think of the cheongsam under the pink roses Shen Tiaotiao had brought her in the afternoon.

Ye Juan, Shen Tiaotiao, the private hospital by the Golden Sea.

Ye Juan's body was always shrouded in a layer of fog.

He was too far away to see him clearly.

It was very close to him, and he could not see it clearly.