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"Welcome to Tea Flavor Serenity."
Yan Yan sat calmly in the chair, her back casually leaning against the backrest, hands crossed over her abdomen, her posture unusually relaxed.
The Reincarnation Shop was taking shape step by step, with plans being implemented in an orderly manner. In the midst of all the struggles, she finally had a chance to catch her breath.
Since her rebirth, she had been like a spinning top, desperately rotating to maintain her balance, not daring to slack off for even a moment. Because once she let her guard down, any external force could topple her.
The consequence of toppling would be eternal damnation.
Amidst the lingering aroma of hot tea, Tea Flavor Serenity was still immersed in the lengthy explanation she had just received. It was completely different from being tricked into signing contracts in reality. The Cold Noodle Girl patiently explained many of the confusing situations to her and analyzed the pros and cons one by one. With such rich experience and wisdom, it was hard to believe she was just a naive girl; she seemed more mature than someone who had been working for years, which felt impressive.
In a moment of excitement, she signed the Contract of Lifelong Employment, which seemed quite promising.
Lifting the hot tea before her and inhaling its fragrance, she marveled at how this new rich figure from the Newly Ranked Wealth List was so extravagant; this pot of tea must have cost a fortune.
In reality, she had only occasionally tasted such tea when discussing business with clients.
Back then, poor water quality had lowered the standard of the entire pot of tea.
Zero Point was simply a magical game—no, it should be called a world—one that felt like it would never stop here.
Looking at the Lifetime Employment Contract on the Light Screen, Tea Flavor Serenity felt a faint sense of suspicion in her heart.
Enjoying the endlessly flavorful hot tea along with the snacks on the table, when she came back to her senses, she realized that her new Boss seemed—
As she drifted off to sleep, her head tilted slightly against the chair, her hands that had been clasped in her lap now fell to either side. A serene calmness enveloped her pale, slender face, and her closed eyes erased any trace of her previously fierce demeanor. Her breathing was steady, accompanied by a hint of a cute nasal tone.
Just as she was about to call out to wake the sleeping figure, a hand suddenly appeared, cutting off her words. Her slightly parted lips closed again under the imposing gaze of the man with Peach Blossom Eyes.
The man in black gestured for her to leave.
Though she didn’t know his name, his familiar Appearance reminded her of the thief who had helped cover their retreat earlier; he was with the boss. With that thought in mind, Tea Flavor Serenity felt reassured as she departed.
As she left, she kindly closed the door to the private room behind her.
Qin Huai kept his deep gaze fixed on the sleeping girl.
Her pale Beauty bore signs of deep exhaustion; even in sleep, her brows were furrowed tightly, causing a slight ache in his heart.
The successful auction of Jin Jian Gang Ling and the influx of substantial Funding had allowed her to breathe a sigh of relief.
The burden she had carried alone had lightened considerably. After days of tension reaching its peak, she finally succumbed to sleep after resolving matters concerning Tea Flavor Serenity.
He gently approached, picking up another cushion to support her head and placing it where she had rested before. The added height allowed her tightly knit brows to relax slightly, prompting a subtle smile from beneath his Black Veil.
Her soft breaths brushed against his palm, tingling like the restless yearning he felt within himself at that moment.
He leaned in gently, close enough to see the fine, soft fuzz on the other person's face, the tightly pressed red lips revealing a hint of hesitation. The kiss in the villa, born out of necessity, lingered in his thoughts.
Recalling the cold and calm gaze from that moment, he lowered his long eyelashes, stood up, and composed himself.
Walking back to the spot of Tea Flavor Serenity, he picked up a cup again and casually poured himself a cup from the teapot. His slender fair fingers brushed aside the black veil, and the emerald green teacup pressed against his crimson lips. As the water color seeped in, Shu Se appeared enchanting.
A beam of sunlight streamed through the window, landing on his high nose and casting a light shadow on his cheek. The contrast of white and black mirrored the myriad thoughts swirling in his eyes, their boundaries clear and defined.
His jade-colored fingertips continuously caressed the exquisitely crafted teacup. The jade hue intertwined with the green, creating a rare sense of leisure and tranquility.
Time flowed by as the beam of light shifted across the window sill, dropping bit by bit.
When Yan Yan awoke, her hazy vision vaguely captured a finely chiseled profile. The skin was as fair as frost and snow, making the hint of red at the corners of his lips appear vividly tempting. The perfectly sculpted jawline contained an air of refined nonchalance, while his high nose outlined a touch of rebellious hardness.
In those slightly drooping Peach Blossom Eyes, was this familiar figure now present in her mind?
She felt that he had lost that carefree rogue charm; this composed demeanor no longer resembled the vibrant Rascal she had first encountered.
In that moment of eye contact within the Teleportation Circle, her struggles to engage with the world might have been seen by him; likewise, she remembered his cold detachment deep down.
The mist in her cold eyes dissipated, revealing her usual calm darkness as she locked gazes with his returning Peach Blossom Eyes. Both paused for a moment.
"What's wrong? Every time you see me, it's like you've lost your soul," he teased, a playful tone accompanying his smirk. "Am I that captivating?"
“Rascal, who gave you the confidence to flatter yourself so much?”
Yan Yan withdrew her gaze and was about to stand up when the intense gaming experience caused her half-numb body to give way, and she nearly slipped off the chair in an instant.
“Bang—”
“Hiss—”
Qin Huai's head collided sharply with the corner of the table, and the sudden dull pain made him gasp, tightening his hold on the person in his arms as he asked, “Are you okay?”
“Isn’t it you who has a problem?”
Yan Yan struggled but couldn’t break free. Rolling her eyes, she replied irritably, “What’s wrong? Does your head not hurt?”
“It hurts,” he said in a raspy voice that somehow turned into a low, sulky whine. “I need kisses and hugs to feel better.”
“Hah—”
The girl, amused despite herself, felt a flush rise on her pale face. The crimson hue reflected in his eyes seemed vibrant and bright, like a blooming rose that forcefully inserted itself into his black-and-white world, leaving behind beauty and lingering fragrance that he couldn’t let go of or discard.
“Let go,” she said, feeling her ears burn while lying in someone’s stiff embrace. Especially when he spoke close to her ear, it felt overwhelmingly spicy.
"Miss, I just helped you, and now you're turning your back on me. Isn't that a bit too quick?"
"Not as quick as you."
The question in his heart spun around but never made it out of his mouth.
He pursed his lips for a moment, preparing to stand up.
Noticing that the girl in his arms seemed a bit off, he tightened his embrace, causing her slender figure to fall back into place.
The Wooden Token hanging at his waist struck against the man's solid arm.
His gaze shifted downward, catching sight of an ancient and elegant pendant dangling from her delicate waist. In that instant, his Peach Blossom Eyes narrowed, feeling it was particularly fitting.
" Qin Huai!"
Sensing his gaze, the girl's voice was tinged with annoyance and a hint of unease.
Even the Wooden Token at her waist seemed to burn against her skin.
"Yan Yan, can we not make a fuss about this?" (To be continued.)
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