Desire possesses, unable to escape from the palm of my roommate's uncle

"Delivering something?" Fu Miaoxi wanted to stand up, but she didn't expect that she had no strength in her ankles after squatting on the ground for too long.

He stood up so suddenly that he was caught off guard and his body tilted and hit the balcony railing.

Jiang Qingyan heard a thud from the other side and his eyebrows jumped: "Fu Miaomiao... you'd better be okay." There was a hint of disappointment in his words.

"No... I'm fine." Fu Miaoxi slumped down on the ground and rubbed her ankle. "My feet are a little numb from squatting for so long, and I just bumped into the guardrail."

Jiang Qingyan closed her eyes and said, "Send me your class schedule."

Fu Miaoxi nodded, feeling a little aggrieved: "Don't be mean to me."

Jiang Qingyan's heart fluttered when he heard her nasal complaints. His Adam's apple moved up and down as he chuckled softly, "Does this mean I'm being mean to you?"

Fu Miaoxi rubbed her ankle again without saying anything.

"Then be good and send me the class schedule." Jiang Qingyan lowered his voice and comforted her with kind words.

Fu Miaoxi felt her ears getting a little hot, so she held the phone a little further away and took out her class schedule and sent it to Jiang Qingyan.

"There are no classes tomorrow afternoon...you stay in the dormitory and wait for Liu Fang."

Fu Miaoxi was puzzled: "Uncle, I have everything I need in school."

"Preparing more daily necessities will make things more convenient. They're not rare items, so just accept them with peace of mind."

"However," Jiang Qingyan glanced at the entire schedule, "your classes on Friday afternoon and evening will end next week?"

"The classes are over, but I have other things to do at school!" Fu Miaoxi spoke up quickly, fearing that Jiang Qingyan would ask her to go home earlier on Fridays next time.

Jiang Qingyan teased him like a kitten: "Really? I thought you didn't want to see me."

Fu Miaoxi shrank her head. Could she just not see him if she didn't want to?

"How dare I..." She patted the dust off her trouser legs and half-heartedly praised him: "Uncle, you are so handsome, I must want to see you every day."

Jiang Qingyan raised his eyebrows. Why didn't he know before that Fu Miaoxi was a person who would say anything nonsense.

"Okay, if something really happened to you at school, I wouldn't tie you back."

"Uncle is the best!" Fu Miaoxi was even happier when she heard that they could even discuss whether to return to the mansion.

"Okay, it's getting late, go do your thing. Talk to me before you go to bed."

Jiang Qingyan no longer kept her chatting too late.

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Miaoxi tiptoed back to the dormitory. She glanced at her three roommates out of the corner of her eye and saw that they seemed to be busy with their own things. She breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

Little did he know that Jiang Wanyi's mouth corners were almost stretched to the ceiling. He thought about the saddest things in his life and finally managed to retract the corners of his mouth that were harder to hold back than an AK.

The next afternoon, Fu Miaoxi had just woken up from a nap. The other roommates all had classes in the afternoon. After saying goodbye to her, they asked her to help them reserve a seat in the library.

Fu Miaoxi hummed and hawed a lot, secretly calculating when she would be able to go out.

Jiang Qingyan had just sent her a message, asking if she had woken up. She thought Sister Liu should be here soon.

She thought about it and decided to wait downstairs, in case Sister Liu was a stranger and couldn't get into the dormitory building.

Who knew that because Jiang Qingyan wanted to give her so many things, Li Zhen contacted the leaders of the Student Life Office in advance and opened a green channel for Liu Fang to pass through smoothly.

In this way, Fu Miaoxi watched Liu Fang, accompanied by several bodyguards, carrying large and small bags, and messing up her desk and bed.

"Sister Liu Fang, do you need my help?"

There was almost no place for Fu Miaoxi to stay in the dormitory. She stood on the threshold of the balcony door, watching a group of people busying around, feeling a little embarrassed to just stand there.

"It's okay, Miss Fu. Just check if there's anything we packed incorrectly. If you're not satisfied, just tell us directly."

"Mr. Jiang has instructed that although he is worried that you will not be comfortable living in the school, everything must be based on your preferences."

Fu Miaoxi smiled and thanked him sincerely.

"Thank you, Sister Liu Fang, and thank you to these big brothers. I don't usually pay much attention to these things. I will just follow your arrangements."

She really wasn't picky about her living environment, and in the past few years she hadn't been able to be picky at all.

When my grandma was alive, although the old building had poor lighting, her desk was always in the brightest place in the house.

After grandma passed away, Fu Jiacheng and Wang Xingyue did not prepare a place for her to study at home.

Fu Miaoxi wrote her winter vacation homework at McDonald's, took a nap in the pavilion in the garden, and secretly memorized words and chemical equations at the counter where she worked.

She seemed to have suddenly become a small weed by the roadside, with no one by her side to shelter her from the wind and rain.

But her grandma was so kind to her when she was a child, which made her know what it was like to be a child who was loved, so Fu Miaoxi would never easily compromise with sugar-coated bullets.

Jiang Qingyan is an exception.

His gift was so powerful that it could not be refused, and at the same time, it pinched Fu Miaoxi's soft spot, making her willing to submit and obey him.

Fu Miaoxi looked at the mottled light and shadows on the ground, and her thoughts drifted away.

As long as she views this relationship as a simple transaction, she will be the beneficiary no matter how you look at it.

"Miss?" Liu Fang looked at Fu Miaoxi leaning against the balcony door, deep in thought, and called out softly, "Miss?"

Fu Miaoxi suddenly came back to her senses: "Sister Liu Fang, I'm here."

"Look, we've finished packing here. I'll take your things back to the mansion." Liu Fang turned to the bodyguards and said, "Please carry these downstairs. Thank you for your hard work."

The bodyguards waved their hands repeatedly, indicating that it was not hard for them, and left with their belongings.

Fu Miaoxi looked at her brand new desk and chairs, so stunned that she was speechless.

Liu Fang was obviously well prepared and was very familiar with the specific styles of beds, tables and chairs in the X dormitory.

There was a whole piece of glass on the table, with cloth underneath, which looked very similar to the one in Jiang Qingyan's study.

A new dust sheet was hung on the bookcase, and a nailless shelf was installed on the wall next to it, displaying some skin care products and cosmetics.

The chair was also replaced with a more comfortable seat cushion and backrest, and the same slippers she wore in the mansion were neatly placed on the small shoe rack next to the chair leg.

Fu Miaoxi looked up again at her bed which was in an even more disfigured state.

Liu Fang had taken down the original cheap and thin gauze-style mosquito net and replaced it with a thick and tight double-layer mosquito net.

You can tell at a glance that the dark blue fabric has excellent light-blocking properties, and there are some small cute patterns on it, making it look less serious.

Inside the mosquito net were sheets, quilt covers and pillows of the same color, and there was also a fluffy yellow mouse doll placed for her.

Fu Miaoxi looked at the yellow rat, then thought about the one in her profile picture. She asked Liu Fang uncertainly, "Sister Liu Fang, were these things...selected by my uncle?"

Liu Fang smiled honestly: "They were all chosen for you by President Jiang."

"Boss Jiang also prepared some toiletries for you. They're all in this storage box. Please check where you put them later."

"This," Liu Fang pointed at the incense on the table, "is the incense our perfumer made specifically for Mr. Jiang. I guess Mr. Jiang will ask for one to be custom-made for you later."

"Well, Mr. Jiang asked me to tell you first. After we return to the mansion this Saturday, I'll have Aunt Xun take you there. Um, it seems she's going to order some skin care products and cosmetics for you, so I didn't bring you any extra."

"In this bag, I packed a few sets of clothes for you. They were all newly selected by President Jiang according to your size."

"In a few days, once the mansion has sorted out your cloakroom, more clothes will be delivered to your home. You can go back and choose a batch yourself then."