Evening.
Family Compound.
Building Number One, Dong Xuebin's home.
The sun was sinking, nearly below the horizon.
Inside, Jiang Fangfang bustled around doing housework, wiping tables, washing curtains, cleaning the range hood. She had not stopped for even a moment.
"Hey, let me do that."
"Don't worry about it. Go mop the floor."
"I've finished mopping. You should rest for a while too, Sister Jiang."
"I'm not tired. Hand me the rag, I'll wipe the lampshade."
"Okay, okay. Be careful, though. Don't fall."
"I've done housework for years. I know what I'm doing. Go do something else."
Dong Xuebin was still worried. Watching Jiang Fangfang stand on a chair and stretch up to wipe the chandelier overhead made his heart leap into his throat. She was doing work for him, and she was his superior too. What if she fell? He reflexively held her by the waist from the front, looking up at the chandelier with her as he watched her wipe it again and again.
"Is it hard?"
"I can reach it. It's fine."
"If you can't, let me do it. I'm taller."
"No need. I'd be fine even if you weren't holding me."
"Don't say that. Whew, it looks dangerous just watching you."
One second...
Five seconds...
Ten seconds...
Jiang Fangfang was still stretching her hand up with effort, wiping the dust from the lampshade bit by bit. She was meticulous and focused.
Dong Xuebin was still holding her waist with both hands from the front, but he was growing increasingly embarrassed.
There was no other reason. County Chief Jiang's lower abdomen was barely a few inches from his eyes, enough to make Dong Xuebin blush. Her gray tight-fitting pants outlined her lower body snugly, every curve of her thighs and the flatness of her abdomen perfectly revealed