The little rose is so sweet and alluring, even the aloof CEO can't resist!

That evening, Yan Zhixu did not attend any social events and drove back to her residence by herself.

As soon as I opened the door and entered the house, I smelled the aroma of food; Aunt Zhang had almost finished preparing the meal.

Hearing the door open, Aunt Zhang poked her head out and asked, "Young Master is back? Dinner will be ready soon. Would you like to eat now or wait a bit?"

Yan Zhixu closed the door and changed her shoes in the entryway: "I'll come down in a bit."

"it is good."

After replying, Aunt Zhang did not go inside, but stood by the kitchen door looking in this direction.

Yan Zhixu raised an eyebrow: "Is there something you need?"

Aunt Zhang laughed and said, "Didn't that girl come back for breakfast this morning?"

Yan Zhixu: "She doesn't live here, so she won't come over for meals every day."

Mrs. Zhang was a little disappointed and muttered, "And I even cooked enough for two people!"

Yan Zhixu heard this and smiled slightly: "Then you can eat more of what you can't finish later."

Aunt Zhang: "Eating like this, I'll double my weight in no time. I'm the one who finishes all the leftovers every day..."

Yan Zhixu: "...That's not necessary. If you really can't finish it, just throw it away."

Hearing his words, Aunt Zhang felt quite regretful, thinking that the girl probably wouldn't come over often in the future.

Back to the kitchen.

After changing her shoes, Yan Zhixu didn't rush upstairs. Her gaze was drawn to the shopping bags on the shoe cabinet.

He picked it up and looked inside; sure enough, there were still the toothbrush cup, towel, and other items that Liang Liangwei had tidied up that morning.

She said she wanted to throw it away, but he took it without thinking and then, as if possessed, put it on the cabinet. At the time, she hadn't figured out what to do with it and thought she would deal with it when she got back.

just now……

He carried the bag upstairs, looking down thoughtfully at the contents of the bag.

When he arrived at the guest room, he pushed open the door and went in.

The room was very clean, and the bed was made neatly; there was no indication that anyone had stayed there the night before.

He went into the inner bathroom, took out the items from the bag one by one, and placed them in front of the washbasin.

The indoor bathhouse didn't have many amenities, but now that a few more have been added, it feels a bit more lively.

He stuck the last toothbrush into the cup and couldn't help but wonder, would she ever come back here?

Is there really any chance she'll still be able to use these items?

……

What's the point of him doing this?

I stood there stunned for a moment.

I remembered what Yan Beian said at noon: he and Liang Liangwei met in a university club, which has been going on for a few years. Although they had only been dating for half a month, they must have had feelings for each other before that. I don't know how they broke through that ambiguity and confirmed their relationship.

Feeling a surge of irritation, he reached out and roughly tugged at his collar, unbuttoning his shirt.

Without thinking further, she turned and left the guest room to go back to her own room to take a shower.

Half an hour later, he came downstairs and sat at the table, silently eating his rice.

Aunt Zhang's cooking skills are excellent and suit his taste perfectly, but he always feels that something is missing.

He glanced at the chair next to him. The woman had been sitting there that morning, covering her face and head to avoid Zhang Sao's prying eyes. She looked both comical and adorable.

She couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile, and her hand trembled, causing the slice of meat she was holding with her chopsticks to fall onto the table with a "plop".

"..."

Hearing footsteps coming from the kitchen, he quickly grabbed a tissue and pushed the slices of meat forward, pretending nothing was wrong and continuing to eat.

Aunt Zhang ladled a bowl of soup over and placed it on his left: "Young Master, are you going back to the old house tomorrow?"

Yan Zhixu: "Go back."

Aunt Zhang: "Then I'll ride with you back. It's gotten colder these past few days, and I need to go back to get some clothes."

Yan Zhixu nodded and began to drink the soup.

As Aunt Zhang watched him eat slowly and deliberately, she noticed his handsome face and elegant manners—a perfect young man, but alas…

Unfortunately, I'm a single dog.

She thought the girl was his girlfriend that morning, and that she had stayed there last night. She was even happy for him.

When they came in to clean the house, apart from finding two extra used bath towels in the laundry basket in his room, there were no signs that anyone else had lived there.

Undeterred, she went to the guest room again. The bed was still exactly as she had made it before, and there was nothing in the bathroom.

In the end, only two suspicious places were found—two used bath towels and new women's slippers in the entryway, the cute pink kind.

Aunt Zhang always puts her own slippers in the corner of the balcony when she leaves, trying not to take up the space that belongs to the owner.

So now she's not sure whether the girl stayed here last night or not.

However, regardless of whether they stayed overnight or not, there should be some kind of ambiguous intimate relationship between Young Master Zhi and the young lady.

Watching them together this morning, it was so sweet it made this old auntie's teeth ache.

She asked tentatively, "Young Master Zhi, where does that girl live nearby? Does she also live alone and eat alone?"

Yan Zhixu looked up at her and asked, "What?"

Aunt Zhang: "If that's the case, Young Master Zhi can have her come over for dinner every day. Anyway, we have all the ingredients at home. Adding one more person just means adding another set of chopsticks and a bowl. It's more lively when there are more people eating, and it's more appetizing when it's lively!"

Yan Zhixu tilted her head and chewed on the ribs, looking thoughtful, but did not stop her from speaking.

Aunt Zhang continued her nagging: "You're thirty now, you should start thinking about settling down. It must be so lonely going in and out all by yourself every day. Wouldn't it be wonderful to find someone who cares about you?"

It must be said that Yan Zhixu was quite patient with the people in the old house. He smiled and said, "Yes, my dad said the same thing, but he's fiercer than you. I almost got beaten up that day."

Mrs. Zhang laughed: "Everyone in the family is hoping you'll do well!"

Yan Zhixu did not respond.

Aunt Zhang asked again, "So, is that girl Young Master Zhi's girlfriend?"

Yan Zhixu's lowered eyes flickered slightly. After a moment, he spat out the bone in his mouth, took a tissue to wipe the corner of his lips, and looked up at Aunt Zhang with a smile, saying, "I'm still pursuing it."

Aunt Zhang was quite satisfied with the answer. The fact that the young master was willing to pursue the young lady meant that he was also interested, which was a good start.

So Aunt Zhang immediately praised, "I think that girl this morning was really nice; she and you looked very compatible."

Yan Zhixu smiled and said, "Really? They're a good match?"

"Yes, a perfect match! I wouldn't be wrong about her!" Aunt Zhang said with a smile. "Young Master, just go ahead and pursue her. Don't worry, I won't gossip about her at the old house."

Yan Zhixu raised an eyebrow and said, "No, you can say it."

Aunt Zhang was taken aback: "...Huh?"

Yan Zhixu said in a serious tone, "There's nothing to hide. I'm pursuing him openly, so you can say it openly too. Otherwise, my dad will beat me again when we get back. His ebony cane looks pretty scary."

"Besides, if I told my dad I was pursuing a girl, he definitely wouldn't believe me and would think I was just trying to fool him. But with your words as evidence, it's different. He'll definitely believe you more than he believes me."

That way, he won't be pressured anymore.

Anyway, Aunt Zhang has never seen Liang Liangwei's face, so let her say whatever she wants.

Aunt Zhang was excited: "Okay, I'll tell you when I get back."

Yan Zhixu's eye twitched, and she said tactfully, "Then there's no need to be so 'proactive.' Just find a suitable opportunity to say it casually."

Aunt Zhang laughed: "Okay, okay, I understand. I won't say it on purpose, lest the old man say that I was bribed by you to fake it."

Yan Zhixu couldn't help but chuckle: "That makes perfect sense."