Quenching

"you do not need to know."

“You know perfectly well that I can’t win him over, yet you still gave me his phone number and address.”

"I want to tell him that I no longer like him and will not help him anymore. The person I like now is Huang Qiaqia."

"Did you ever like me?"

"Yeah, I was planning to confess to you, but since you have a boyfriend, I gave up."

"But I'm single now?"

Zhou Binwei placed one hand on Wanli Fuguang's shoulder, raised his finger slightly, and touched Wanli Fuguang's chin.

Wanli Fuguang glanced at Zhou Binwei suspiciously and asked curiously.

"Aren't you afraid of me? What have I done to you?"

"I was really scared just now, but I know you don't have those feelings for me, so I'm not afraid anymore. But your girlfriend is pretty magnanimous; you just lay on top of me in front of her, and she wasn't even jealous."

"She likes me, trusts me, and understands me. I fell down just now because I was afraid of hitting your head on the corner of the table."

"But most girls would get jealous in that situation. Why isn't your girlfriend jealous, or even a little bit angry?"

Zhou Binwei raised his finger as if to remind Wanli Fuguang, and Wanli Fuguang's chin earnestly reminded him.

Wanli Fuguang frowned, pondering that Zhou Binwei might be able to resolve his doubts.

"What are you thinking about? Your girlfriend is so understanding, is there something on your mind?"

Zhou Binwei lifted Wanli Fuguang's chin again, and Wanli Fuguang moved his chin away, looked down at Zhou Binwei's slender white fingertips, and asked.

"If I wanted to suck your finger, what would you think of me?"

Zhou Binwei immediately withdrew both hands, bounced away from Wanli Fuguang, and muttered a curse under his breath.

"abnormal."

"You were the one who hooked your arm around my neck first, how did I become a pervert?"

Zhou Binwei curled her lip, grabbed a cushion, and threw it at him.

"Isn't it normal for friends to put their arms around each other's shoulders?"

Wanli Fuguang put down the cushion and sighed.

“My girlfriend often tries to seduce me like this, but as soon as I kiss her, she looks at me like I’m a pervert.”

"You've misunderstood! This is called seduction. Weren't you being a bit too rough?"

Am I not gentle?

Wanli Fuguang stared at Zhou Binwei in astonishment, hardly believing that she was looking at him like that.

"You pushed me down too hard just now. My first love was much gentler."

"First love? Do you still remember?"

"Of course, don't you remember?"

"Was my first love?"

"Big brother, I didn't even know your name was 'Secret Love'."

"But you are wonderful in my heart."

Zhou Binwei gave Wanli Fuguang a big, flirtatious wink and boldly leaned against him.

"Then why aren't you helping me?"

"go out."

Wanli Fuguang instantly looked disgusted, grabbed Zhou Binwei's arm, and pushed her to the door, where they bumped into Huang Qiaqia's father, who was followed by an elderly man.

"uncle."

Wanli Fuguang turned around and introduced Zhou Binwei.

"This is my girlfriend's father."

"Uncle, this is my friend Zhou Binwei."

"It's almost noon, why don't you stay and have lunch with us before you get back to work!"

Zhou Binwei glared fiercely at Wanli Fuguang.

"Uncle, I also want to eat, but it's no use eating with Wanli Fuguang, that stubborn guy."

"Haha, Wanli Fuguang is a gentle and kind person. If you are in trouble, I think he will do his best to help you."

"Hmph, Wanli Fuguang wouldn't do that. Uncle, I'll find Huang Qiaqia to play with next time, you two can chat."

Zhou Binwei patted Wanli Fuguang on the shoulder and waved to Huang Qiaqia's father with a smile.

"Uncle, who is this?"

Wanli Fuguang opened the door and invited the elderly man behind him inside.

"To be honest, I live alone at home and there's not much to tidy up. Huang Qiaqia's mother has a lot of work at her factory, and the housekeeper has gone to help out at the factory, so Huang Qiaqia's house hasn't been taken care of."

"Uncle, we can handle it. You don't need to worry about the housework."

"What do you mean, 'you'? I don't know what my own daughter is like, yet I expect her to clean up the house. You're working hard and exhausted starting your own business, coming home late at night and still having to wipe the table, mop the floor, and clean the dishes. It's very tiring."

"Uncle, I..."

“Huang Qiaqia was spoiled by us and is a bit of a scatterbrain. She doesn’t realize that folding clothes, putting shoes away neatly, squeezing toothpaste, and making breakfast are such small things that can be overwhelming. Her indifference is actually a burden that has been weighing on you all along.”

“Huang Qiaqia is helping me in her own way, giving me money all the time. I’ve taken more than 4.5 million yuan from her in total. She hopes that with the money, I can rest well and spend more time with her.”

“Wanli Fuguang, you are a sensible child. You have always been tolerant of her. My daughter has never done housework since she was a child. As her father, I am also reluctant to let her go into the kitchen.”

"Of course, being able to grace a formal occasion and cook a delicious meal are also two shackles that we are forced to bear. My mother has never been able to cook a single dish since she was born, but we love her very much."

"Hehe, I don't know what will happen in the future. I only know that for now, this old father still intends to spoil his daughter. However, I can't bear to see you work so hard anymore. This old man named Ma Qianji has nowhere to live. I think you can provide him with a place. He is willing to help you tidy up the house."

"Uncle, I..."

“Let him stay here. It’s getting cold soon, and there’s no house outside for him to live on.”

"Uncle, sometimes I'm not home, and Huang Qiaqia is home alone. I..."

"Ma Qianji is a pitiful man, he can't hear, but I trust his character, so don't worry!"

After Wanli Fuguang and Huang Qiaqia's father left, Ma Qianji opened the door. In less than an hour, three or four women had cleaned the house. With a glance from Ma Qianji, the surveillance cameras in the corridor were spotless.

******

Xing Songfeng threw the banana peel on the floor that Ma Qianji had just wiped clean, walked over to Ma Qianji's ear, and shouted.

"Old man, you really can't hear me."

Huang Qiaqia slammed his laptop shut, angrily pushed aside Xing Songfeng who was standing next to Ma Qianji, and warned him.

"Grandpa Ma Qianji can't speak, why do you always bully him?"

"Wasn't I testing you? Don't you understand?"

"That's disrespectful. You shouldn't call me that..."

The robotic sheep made way with a "clattering" sound, and Wanli Fuguang looked at Xing Songfeng, who looked annoyed, with disbelief.

"Cousin, we can't handle this, please come back!"

"You mean, you and Wu Haofeng can't handle this on your own?"

"They informed us that they need to discuss the details of the shipping route from Pengpenghai to Xiuxiuhai, including the docks. We don't know anything about it! How are we supposed to get there? We'll just make a fool of ourselves."

"Where's my dad?"

"Went out to play?"

"Where is Wu Haofeng's father?"

"Can't get through on the phone?"