On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

The sky was getting slightly darker, and the charcoal in the oven was almost burned out, with only the flickering flames still remaining.

After everyone toasted and took the last sip of their drinks, they dispersed to pick up the remaining materials and garbage.

"I'm sweating all over. I'm going back to my room to take a good bath." Lin Xixi walked in front, carrying the remaining ingredients in her hand.

"I've been grilling all afternoon and I smell like smoke..." Sun Cheng walked behind her and muttered to herself.

Yu Wangxi chuckled and joked, "You've become a ham too, with a smoky flavor."

Sun Cheng pretended to catch him, and the two of them ran to the front while playing and fighting.

Chen Tian's phone rang. He casually stuffed the garbage bag into Chen Qian's hand and walked to the side before picking up the phone. When Chen Qian looked back at him, he made a gesture to indicate that Chen Qian should ignore him.

"Then we'll go first. I'll call you for dinner later." Chen Qian waved at him, turned around and took a few quick steps to catch up with the others.

When I get back to the room, the first thing I do is wash away the fatigue of the afternoon.

Chi Mu was particularly humble about taking a shower first, and Chen Qian did not refuse and went into the bathroom first.

After a quick shower, Chen Qian endured the sweltering mist and put on his clothes. But after putting on his shirt, he froze in his tracks and began to feel embarrassed.

No, where are his underwear? Didn't he take it?

That's impossible. He definitely had this memory of taking this thing out of the suitcase, but now it's gone.

He spent a long time hesitating between the two options of going out with a towel around him to get another one and asking Chi Mu, the only human in the room, for help.

Finally, shame got the better of him, and he decided to go out and get it himself.

After wrapping the towel around him, he tugged on it to make sure it was secure. Okay, let's go.

Pushing the door open and sticking his head out, Chen Qian looked around guiltily, just like a thief on the night shift.

Huh? Chi Mu isn't in the room?

He stood up straight, walked out of the door, and quickly rushed to the backpack.

After going back to the bathroom and tidying himself up, Chen Qian planned to go out and visit some friends. During this boring time, the perfect thing to do was to harass his friends.

When he arrived at the door of the room, Chen Qian found that it was only half-closed.

Did Chi Mu not close the door before he left? But he is not the kind of person who is so careless.

A bad thought suddenly popped up in my mind: Could someone have secretly opened the door and come in?

Oh no! Chi Mu is not in the room. Could he have been kidnapped? After all, he is so handsome.

The more he thought about it, the more dangerous it seemed. Chen Qian felt that he should call the police immediately to rescue the flowers that were about to wither.

But the next second, the rescue operation was interrupted by Hua Duo Benhua's voice - the sound of Chi Mu making a phone call could be faintly heard through the crack in the door.

"It shouldn't be a problem. Those branches of your family have already contacted Qin Zhu. We can close the net in a few months."

So I was making the call at the door, so I closed the door.

We are talking about business, so it should be okay to go out, Chen Qian thought, and put his hand on the door handle.

"Chen Tian, ​​you don't have to worry too much about Xiao Qian. I will always be by his side."

The door was opened a little and then closed immediately.

Chen Qian retreated back into the room, being careful not to make any noise. He put his ear to the door and felt something cold on his skin.

The conversation continued. Chi Mu must have been moving all the time, and the voice was sometimes louder and sometimes softer, but even if some of the content could not be heard clearly, he could guess the general content.

Although he was protected and did not need to know the situation of his family's company, he also knew that the situation in the company was not good, especially in the past few years, the real estate industry had been in recession and had been on a downward trend. This was also the main reason why Chen Tian was busy all day long.

But a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Several distant relatives of the family did not invest much in the company at the beginning, but now they are anxious when they see the company's decline. They want to divide up the existing resources immediately so that they can have a last big bite before the value drops even lower.

The ambition that was originally well hidden finally couldn't help but struggle and come to the surface, biting Chen Tian when his father decided to retire and hand over the business to the young Chen Tian.

Recently, I don’t know if there have been buyers who have inquired about the price that was clearly marked, and they are actually trying to use shameful and insidious tricks to force Chen Tian to let go.

Chen Tian always looked relaxed and always talked about good news, so Chen Qian never worried. However, he didn't expect that the recent projects hadn't made that group of people change their minds.

Now, he found that even he himself could become the huge rock that crushed Chen Tian.

A sense of unease enveloped him, and he hid himself under the covers. Was the air conditioner on too low? Even wrapped in the covers, he felt a bit cold, and he couldn't help but shiver.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of a door opening was heard, which was deliberately lowered. Chen Qian heard footsteps stopping in front of him. After being stuck in the quilt for a long time, there was only a stream of heat in front of his face, which made his face feel hot.

"Are you asleep? You haven't had dinner yet." A little light peeked out from under the pitch-black quilt, and then his head was rescued from the quilt. "Your face is the color of an apple, too. How long have you been sleeping like this?"

Although his hair was not neat to begin with, it became even messier after that hand had randomly rubbed it. He raised his hand to tidy it up a little. Although he couldn't see it, he knew that the messy hair didn't get much better.

Chen Qian propped himself up and stared at the frosted glass door, just listening to the sound, and the image of water splashing down and everywhere automatically appeared in his mind.

Has she been following him all the time? My brother really has asked such an extraordinary person to protect him. I'm a little curious about how he did it and how he convinced Chi Mu.

I ate too much in the afternoon, so I'm not hungry now. On the contrary, I've been lying there all the time and I'm actually a little sleepy. I lay down again, closed my eyes, and crumpled the quilt in my hands, my mind racing.

The sound of water stopped.

Tap, tap, tap—the owner of the footsteps tried his best to keep quiet.

The fabric rubbed against my body, and a cool feeling came from behind me, but was quickly covered by the scorching temperature.

Chen Qian's back stiffened, an arm pressing heavily on his waist, with his back pressed tightly against his chest. The arm also exerted force to push him against the chest until it fit perfectly.

No, wait a minute...what's going on?

I didn’t drink, I didn’t dream… Is this true?

"Our Xiao Qian...just study hard in school and be happy every day." Chi Mu leaned his forehead against the back of the neck of the person in his arms and whispered softly: "No matter what happens, there is no need to know. I will solve it. Just live your life in peace."

There was a heat in the words, which made Chen Qian feel itchy, but he didn't dare to reach out and scratch it, so he could only endure it.

This was too painful, but Chi Mu continued, "We were so happy, and it was fun playing together. I was so happy to hear you say you liked it..."

"Those old guys from your Chen family deserve to die. They chose this time to cause trouble and ruined my good mood."

Wow! He can actually swear!

Ah, no.

When did he say he liked her? How come he, one of the parties involved, has no recollection of it at all?

It wasn't a confession session in the church. It seemed as if he really thought Chen Qian was already fast asleep, and he kept chattering without fear of waking him up. But Chen Qian's deep voice kept ringing out like a child listening to a bedtime story, making him more and more sleepy.