Chen Yannan had called ahead, so as soon as the car reached the entrance, attendants manually pulled open the two heavy gates of the old residence.
The car slowly drove inside. Li Shu, a little bumpkin whose family had come into money through demolition compensation, had never seen anything this grand.
Normally, he could only feed his imagination with short videos on Douyin. Now he finally got a taste of the good stuff.
"System, let me make it clear that I'm just shitposting here, but I really can't help it." Li Shu felt wicked inspiration erupting wildly. "If Pei Song'an's family has always lived like this, they really ought to be investigated."
The system: [...Li Xiaoshu, you're even jealous of your own boyfriend? That makes you a real piece of work.]
Li Shu pretended not to hear and asked sincerely, "Someone blessed by heaven like him probably won't ever get to eat shit in his life, right?"
Now the system lost its composure: [You actually have?]
Li Shu: "?"
Haha. System, remember this: may everything you stir-fry stick to the wok.
Chen Yannan parked in the underground garage. An attendant came over to lead them toward the elevator and even bowed slightly as the doors closed.
Li Shu was so nervous that his arms and legs moved in unison. When he saw the attendant bow, he nearly dropped to his knees and kowtowed.
Because of the sensitive circumstances, even their phones had to be temporarily entrusted to designated staff. When they finally reached the room and pushed open the door, Pei Song'an's handsome profile, with its high nose bridge, came into Li Shu's view, and his heart finally settled.
The silver-rimmed glasses on Pei Song'an's nose gleamed coolly, their nonprescription lenses reflecting the white light from his laptop screen.
Pei