When his complexion returned to normal, Chi Liu folded the underwear and placed it on the sofa, opening the cubicle door.

In the spotless, empty office, Secretary Wen turned around when he heard the movement and looked at him with a strange, hesitant, and probing expression.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air for some reason.

Chi Liu blinked: “Is this set of clothes also inconvenient for me to wear? Ah, actually—” I can just go to the mall outside and buy a new set.

Secretary Wen immediately interrupted him: “No!”

He paused, cleared his throat lightly, pushed up his glasses, and said, “This set suits you very well. Mr. Chi, if there are no problems with the contract, you can sign it, and I’ll take you to get the official seal.”

Chi Liu always felt that something was off, but he couldn’t pinpoint it, so he stopped caring. He laughed casually and said, “Okay.”

Secretary Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, twitched the corner of his mouth, and glanced vaguely in the direction of the boss’s lounge – his boss had just complained to him with a smile that was so good it was terrifying: ‘So enthusiastic and devout that he followed me here, so clingy, I really don’t know what to do, right?’

As he spoke, the boss even had a more terrifying sense of loss: ‘But my clothes are unclean, I can’t respond to my little believer’s urgent desire to see me.’

His boss’s unclean clothes referred to… a drop of blood splashed on the collar…

After speaking, his boss locked himself in the lounge.

While Secretary Wen couldn’t help but gossip about whether the boss would go to the cubicle later to continue “eating” those scents, he smiled and took Chi Liu downstairs.

The contract was signed happily. Secretary Wen shook hands with Chi Liu again, his smile perfect and meaningful: “I wish you a smooth opening. Our employees will definitely patronize your bar in the future.”

Chi Liu thought, ‘Everyone is welcome except your boss, of course,’ but smiled sincerely on the surface: “Looking forward to everyone’s visit.”

With that, he turned and left, Xiang Xiang watching him reluctantly from behind.

…

After leaving Yingwang Tower, Chi Liu parted ways with the manager.

Before leaving, the enthusiastic manager invited Chi Liu, saying, “This wine tasting event is quite professional. Many wine suppliers will be attending, and since you’re opening a bar, you can definitely benefit from it.”

Chi Liu smiled and thanked him, accepting the invitation without standing on ceremony.

After that, he continued to look for housing.

In a prosperous modern city, finding comfortable housing wasn’t too difficult for people who weren’t short on money.

Chi Liu was not short of money for the time being.

He quickly found a high-end apartment very close to the bar. The residential area was beautiful and very private, with only two households per floor, and the apartment layout perfectly matched his needs and aesthetics.

Chi Liu unhesitatingly rented it for a long term – after all, his savings were not yet enough to buy such an apartment in the city center.

Everything went smoothly – except for a minor accident.

After signing the contract, Chi Liu went to buy some necessities. When he returned home, he encountered a young man wearing a mask who was wrapped tightly around his door.

Chi Liu stopped at the door, glanced at the opposite door, and thought he was a neighbor: “Hello?”

The young man removed his mask, revealing a pretty face.

Although his eyes showed arrogance and disdain when he looked at Chi Liu, he spoke as if he were acting spoiled, his voice sickeningly sweet: “Um, you’ve already recognized who I am, right? Can you let me have this apartment? The person I have a crush on lives across the hall. I want to be able to see him every day.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he stuffed a check into Chi Liu’s arms without explanation: “This is your compensation. If you accept it, it means you agree~”

Chi Liu: “…”

He smiled slightly, and his well-defined fingers picked up the check and glanced at it, saying, “This apartment rents for 200,000 per month, and I paid for the whole year, plus the deposit, for a total of 2.6 million. This 1 million check is obviously not enough.”

He paused and blinked innocently: “Also, may I ask who you are?”

The young man was stunned. He looked at Chi Liu’s overly delicate face. Finally, anger flashed in his eyes: “You, you really—” You really are a fox spirit who deliberately rented here to seduce that person!

Before the illogical and nasty words could be finished, Chi Liu interrupted him, exaggeratedly, pointing to the opposite door: “Look! It’s open!”

His tone was like saying, ‘Look, a UFO!’

The young man turned around in surprise, only to hear a “bang” in his ear. By facial recognition, Chi Liu had already entered the house, neatly shutting him out.

The check was thrown at him unceremoniously.

The young man: “…”

He first looked at the opposite door, then glared hatefully at Chi Liu’s house, before gritting his teeth, putting on his mask, and leaving.

…

Chi Liu stood barefoot in the afternoon sunlight streaming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, stretching comfortably. Only then did he belatedly remember that he seemed to have seen the young man in a large-screen advertisement. He seemed to be called Xu Pei.

So he was a celebrity?

None of his business.

After calling the property management to inform them that a non-resident had used the elevator to come upstairs, Chi Liu quickly put this episode behind him. He turned on the TV and sat cross-legged on the newly bought carpet to relax.

He leaned against the soft sofa, listening to the TV background noise while taking out his newly bought tablet to shop—his bar and his home had a lot of things to add and decorate.

Even though no one had lived there before, the house had always been cleaned. At this time, the windows were bright and clean, and outside the balcony was a mimosa tree in full bloom, dreamlike and unreal, with tall branches reaching into the carved railings, swaying gracefully.

Unconsciously, the sunset poured down from the sky, as rich as a pot of simmering tomato soup, with a warmth that evoked nostalgia in people.

Chi Liu’s eyelids became heavy as he watched the tablet. For some reason, he seemed to be getting sleepy easily today.

Because he was too tired?

At this time, the TV was replaying a breaking social news story: A young male actor has been missing for more than 72 hours and is suspected to have been murdered.

On the screen, someone was being interviewed, with tears streaming down their face: “Although he has made things difficult for me many times and has used improper means to steal my resources, I still pray for his safety.”

The interviewee was none other than the little celebrity who had just appeared at Chi Liu’s door.

Chi Liu had already laid down on the carpet, resting his head on a cushion. His slender body was wrapped in a warm, new cashmere blanket, and the lower half of his face was habitually buried in the blanket, causing his nose to inevitably touch the oversized shirt.

He hadn’t had time to change out of someone else’s clothes.

It was marked by a cold, peculiar fragrance that caused people to feel dizzy for no apparent reason.

For some reason, Chi Liu felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had smelled it somewhere before – but how was that possible? He had met Secretary Wen for the first time today, how could he have smelled the scent on his clothes?

The shirt fabric inevitably touched the young man’s fair and beautiful body, and the unsightly marks that had not disappeared. The strange fragrance was like a mark, flaunting its presence, as if it wanted to seep into the young man’s skin little by little…

Chi Liu closed his eyes, unconsciously counting the things he still needed to add: knitting needles, yarn balls of various colors, a yarn basket, an oven, high-gluten flour, butter, cream, sugar, and different kitchen utensils…

Also, a cute apron and a pair of thick baking gloves…

These were his unknown hobbies, which he enjoyed doing at home…

The bar was still missing: business licenses, base liquors, and bartending tools…

He had already made an appointment with the people to renovate the bar and ordered various large home furnishings. Soon, he could have a familiar career and a warm, tiny home in this strange world…

As for the one-night stand he had experienced by accident when he first came to this world – ha, let it go with the wind. Anyway, he wouldn’t have the chance to meet that man with the same name as the head of an evil creature again.

The sunset outside the window slowly sank, and Chi Liu peacefully fell asleep, as if, subconsciously, one of his palms covered his flat and soft abdomen through the white shirt.

…

At the same time, in the president’s office of Yingwang Tower.

The tall and handsome man had changed into a new suit in cool colors. He sat elegantly behind the imposing desk, wearing his usual perfect smile but staring coldly at the person opposite him.

His voice was beautiful and distorted: “Say it again?”

Secretary Wen’s mind was frantically flashing ‘Why am I so unlucky!’, while pointing to the person in the photo on the table, he said with a stiff smile, “Please attend the NPC wine tasting event the day after tomorrow, and don’t reject this NPC’s advances… um, at least just one—”

With a terrifying soft crash, the ultra-expensive ergonomic chair that Secretary Wen had bought out of his pocket in the cubicle office had been completely shattered into dust.

Secretary Wen’s heart was bleeding, but he still tremblingly uttered the last word: “—dance.”

Chu Qi’s smile became increasingly brilliant: “I just cleaned the passage on my business trip.”

After finishing one of the most hated jobs, he had to do another equally hated job. Work, work, was this world impatient to welcome destruction?

Secretary Wen wanted to run away, but he couldn’t. He explained his unfortunate and dutifully: “This NPC starlet named Xu Pei has always been infatuated with you. He is not a player, but we just learned that he seems to have a close relationship with a player hiding here.”

This starlet was the one who was late for the bed-climbing that day.

“As you know, we must find the player center and wipe out all the players scattered here as soon as possible. Xu Pei is the best breakthrough; only the divine and supreme can complete this task.”

Chu Qi: “Then what am I paying you for?”

Secretary Wen was sweating profusely: “!!!” QAQ

Only the boss could clean the passage! Only the boss was loved by Xu Pei!

What could he do?!

A hint of terrifying danger faintly appeared on Chu Qi’s face.

Secretary Wen suddenly thought of someone and had a flash of inspiration: “Xu Pei is also your ardent believer!”

Another series of terrifying crashes followed. This time, all the frosted glass in the cubicle and Secretary Wen’s expensive mechanical keyboard inside were turned into dust simultaneously.

Chu Qi smiled and opened his mouth, revealing cold teeth and a blood-red mouth, as if he had been greatly insulted: “He. Is. Not.”

Secretary Wen’s mind raced: “You’re right, he’s not!! But your believer, Mr. Chi, is also an NPC! For Mr. Chi’s sake, you should also resolve the player center as soon as possible!”

The smile on Chu Qi’s face finally disappeared slowly. His eyes were unfathomable, and his thin lips were childishly turned down, pursed into a tight line.

After a long while.

He glanced coldly at Secretary Wen, reluctantly “hmmed,” and the next second, his figure completely disappeared from the space.

Secretary Wen breathed a sigh of relief, although the boss would only give up driving his beloved car and teleport home when he was furious.

He blinked as he looked at the messy office: He didn’t expect Mr. Chi to be so helpful…

…

When Chu Qi teleported home, a scarlet light flashed in his dark pupils.

He stood in the darkness, opened the door, walked silently and elegantly through the corridor, and stood in front of the opposite door.

He tilted his head as he looked at the closed metal door before him, and his displeasure vanished instantly. His eyes were full of excited red light – his devout and clingy little believer had followed him again…

Should he give him some reward…

——————–

President Chu: He really pecks rice for me.

Little Chi: Smiling jpg