I'm Absolutely Clean

The ointment was indeed on top.

But there were several more boxes underneath. When he opened the black box on top, there was a piece of intimate clothing inside.

The familiar style, color, and size—wasn't this his?

And it had already been washed clean.

So who had washed it?

He couldn't help thinking, Could that man have washed it?!!!

Oh, God!

The more he thought about it, the redder his face became. If there had been a mirror at that moment, Wen Chengze would have seen that his cheeks were so red they looked ready to bleed.

There were more things beneath that black box, so Wen Chengze continued looking.

But the remaining boxes made his previously bashful eyes turn sharp.

They were several boxes of that stuff in various flavors.

The young master could count on one hand the number of times he had handled himself since growing up, and he had never even come into contact with this kind of thing. Who knew last night would go straight to the final step?

So why had Zhong Mohan sent this stuff? Was he mocking him?!

Bastard!

Wen Chengze desperately wanted to throw all of it into the trash, but when he thought of an auntie coming to clean up the room and seeing it, it was simply too embarrassing. He could only toss them into the bedside cabinet.

In truth, Zhong Mohan had sent them purely out of a mischievous sense of humor.

As one of the people involved, he could naturally tell how inexperienced Wen Chengze was. But seeing the little one act like an aloof flower on a high mountain, he couldn't resist teasing him. Unfortunately, he wouldn't get to see his reaction in person.

Just as Zhong Mohan was imagining Wen Chengze's reaction upon receiving the items, his assistant came in to report his schedule.

"Sir, tomorrow night's dinner has been set at Dingfeng Restaurant. Should we clear the place in advance?"

As a business tycoon, Zhong Mohan naturally had no shortage of business dinners. But his employer's status was special, and in order to avoid being disturbed by anyone foolish enough to offend him, clearing the venue was usually the wisest choice.

Dingfeng Restaurant was expensive and operated on a membership system. Zhong Mohan considered it for a moment before saying, "No need. Just reserve a private room."

At the same time, Wen Chengze, who was resting in bed, received a call from a friend.

"Xiao Ze, aren't you being too disloyal? You left the country without even saying goodbye, and now you've been back for so long without asking us out?"

The caller was Cheng Liang, Wen Chengze's childhood friend.

The few of them had grown up together. Even after Wen Chengze went abroad, they had remained in contact.

So they weren't strangers to one another, but they hadn't expected their brother to have returned home so long ago without contacting them.

The more Cheng Liang thought about it, the angrier he got. He immediately called to demand an explanation.

Recently, Wen Chengze had been preoccupied with matters concerning the Zhong Household. How could he have had the time to gather with them? Now that they had called him, he really was a little in the wrong.

"I've been a bit busy lately. I'm free now, though. We can find a time for everyone to get together."

"Alright. How about tonight?"

"Tonight probably won't work. I just got back, and I'm still adjusting to the climate. I'm a little tired. Tomorrow."

"Then tomorrow night it is. I'll have everyone clear their schedules and give you a proper welcome-home gathering."

"Okay."

Time passed especially quickly while he was recuperating. In the blink of an eye, two days had gone by.

On the evening of the second day, he slowly took a shower, changed clothes, and prepared to head out.

When he saw his older brother on the sofa, Wen Chengze directly asked, "Brother, I have a gathering tonight. Can you drive me there?"

"Of course. Let's go."

On the way, Wen Chenglin said, "I've already picked out your car. It should be delivered the day after tomorrow. That way, it'll be more convenient for you to go out when I'm not home."

"Mm."

"Oh, right. About what time will it end tonight? I'll come pick you up."

"No need. They can take me home." With so many people there, surely someone would be driving.

"Alright."

Wen Chenglin could count Wen Chengze's friends on one hand.

They had all grown up together and knew each other well, so he was at ease.

Perhaps because it had truly been too long since they had last seen Wen Chengze, the others had already arrived by the time he got there.

"Xiao Ze!"

The moment he entered the private room, everyone's attention focused on him. They then came over to help him take off his scarf and hang up his coat.

There actually weren't many people in the room, only five in total. They were all around the same age, but they were used to taking care of Wen Chengze.

It was a habit formed since childhood.

Boys were all mischievous when they were young, but Wen Chengze alone had been like a delicate porcelain doll carved from jade. He had instantly won over everyone, young and old alike, so they had all retained the habit of doting on him.

Even after he went abroad, these troublemakers had clamored about going overseas with him.

As Wen Chengze sat down, he thought thankfully that the chair was soft enough.

"How are you feeling? Better?" Zhang Yi was the one who asked. They had all heard from Cheng Liang that Wen Chengze had fallen ill as soon as he returned, and they had been terribly worried.

"I'm fine now. I slept for two days, and I'm completely better."

"That's good. You've always been weak since you were little, and you don't know how to take proper care of yourself. You need to take even better care of yourself in winter." The others joined in persuading him, looking as though they wanted to personally look after Wen Chengze.

It wasn't that they were overly worried. The memories from childhood had simply been too deeply ingrained.

At home, his family kept an eye on him. But once he got to school, Wen Chengze was completely incapable of taking care of himself.

In the dead of winter, he didn't know to wear warm clothes when going out, nor did he know to drink hot water.

Back then, the few of them had worried themselves sick taking care of this little ancestor.

Listening to their concern, Wen Chengze's heart inexplicably warmed.

In truth, he had never lacked love while growing up.

"How long do you plan to stay in the country this time?"

"I probably won't be going back anytime soon."

"Hmm? Are you planning to settle down here?" They had thought their little ancestor liked life abroad and didn't intend to return.

"More or less."

Other than the true elites at the very top of the circle, no one knew about the Zhong Household's affairs. After all, real powerhouses kept a low profile, so aside from Wen Chengze, no one in their circle knew about it either.

After all, they were still young juniors.

Wen Chengze had no intention of adding to their worries, so he didn't tell them.

The group continued chatting about what had happened over the past few years.

Although everyone had gotten busier in recent years and couldn't necessarily meet every day, the bond they had built growing up together had always remained.

The meal was incredibly enjoyable.

"I need to use the restroom."

Because he was ill, Wen Chengze hadn't drunk any alcohol, but he had drunk quite a lot of water.

"Do you want me to go with you?" The others asked almost at the same time.

Wen Chengze said helplessly, "I'm not a child anymore. I can manage."

"That's only because the memories you left everyone when we were kids were too deep," Cheng Liang muttered.

Wen Chengze narrowed his eyes and glared at him.

"Alright, my mistake. Go on."

Wen Chengze followed the signs toward the restroom, but he never expected to witness such a dramatic scene at its entrance.

Outside the men's restroom, a girl dressed sexily but with an innocent-looking face stood with tears in the corners of her eyes as she looked at a man.

"Sir, please let me accompany you for one night. I'm absolutely clean."