On the sofa was neatly arranged a row of Jasmine Princess dolls in various poses. They were dressed in beautiful princess dresses, a row of pink cuties with big eyes staring at the door. It was both eerie and funny.
Wu Pengpeng unexpectedly met the gazes of these "princesses" and couldn't help but pause for a moment.
Taking a closer look, she found that these were dress - up dolls, similar to the Barbie dolls little girls loved. Girls would dress the dolls in pretty dresses and do nice hairstyles for them every day.
In a corner of the sofa, there was a Jasmine doll that was only half - dressed, with its upper body bare and only one shoe on. It was evident how hurriedly the owner had left.
Wu Pengpeng swallowed silently and turned to look at He Qianshan, her eyes seeming to say "So this is the so - called God of Good Looks you are".
He Qianshan tried to explain, "Well, I..."
Wu Pengpeng quickly came to terms with He Qianshan's fondness for dress - up games. She nodded gently at him, with an expression of "I understand it all".
He Qianshan was speechless. He gritted his teeth in his heart: Fu Heng!
At this moment, Fu Heng in the office suddenly shivered for no reason. He mumbled, "What the hell weather! It's freezing," then picked up the air - conditioner remote control and silently turned up the temperature a few degrees.
Seeing that the situation was beyond explanation, He Qianshan gave up and smiled at Wu Pengpeng, "Come and sit down!"
Wu Pengpeng noticed his embarrassment and didn't tease him anymore. She walked over and sat on the sofa.
He Qianshan just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wu Pengpeng widen her eyes in disbelief.
He had a bad feeling. Following her gaze, he could see the bedroom.
Just one glance and He Qianshan wished he could dig a hole and hide in it, or bury Fu Heng alive.
The quilt on the bed was all in a mess, the sheets were wrinkled, and a pile of clean but unfolded clothes was casually thrown in the corner of the bed. A few socks and underwear were hanging over the edge of the bed, and one pair of underwear had even fallen to the floor.
Wu Pengpeng accidentally peeked into He Qianshan's private life. Instead of feeling disillusioned, she felt a sense of joy.
Previously, He Qianshan had always seemed perfect and composed in her heart, like a high - flying god.
But this little quirk had brought the god down to earth, giving him a touch of earthly charm.
And she was the one who had witnessed this side of him.
Wu Pengpeng knew that it was her sudden visit that had exposed this side of He Qianshan. Afraid of embarrassing him, she quickly averted her gaze.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw He Qianshan looking extremely embarrassed. She quickly smiled to liven up the atmosphere, "I didn't expect you to be so casual in your life!"
He Qianshan awkwardly touched his nose and quickly walked over to close the bedroom door.
"Actually, I wasn't like this before," he said guiltily as he walked back, not daring to look Wu Pengpeng in the eye.
Wu Pengpeng looked at him amusingly, "Then why have you changed?"
Because Fu Heng made me like this.
He Qianshan moved his lips but couldn't speak his mind.
He felt that if he stayed any longer, he might just die of self - isolation. So he quickly changed the subject, "I'll go and run a bath for you."
Saying that, he found the bathroom by instinct, turned on the water heater, let the hot water run, and then turned on the bathroom heater.
When the temperature in the bathroom rose, he walked out and said gently to Wu Pengpeng, "Okay, go and take a bath!"
It was Wu Pengpeng's first time taking a bath at a man's place. This always made her involuntarily think of some idol dramas where after the male and female leads took a bath, the plot would develop in an inappropriate direction. Then she blushed at her own thoughts.
Hearing He Qianshan's deep and sexy voice, she felt a tingle all over. Like a thief with stolen goods, she stood up in a hurry, blushing as she walked towards the bathroom.
Fortunately, He Qianshan was too ashamed to look at anyone and didn't notice her strangeness.
While Wu Pengpeng was taking a bath, He Qianshan opened his phone and placed an order on the online supermarket. Then he cleaned up the mess in the bedroom and on the sofa.
It might seem like self - deception, but out of sight, out of mind.
By the time he finished tidying up, Wu Pengpeng was still in the bathroom, and the delivery hadn't arrived yet.
He Qianshan took out his phone and dialed Fu Heng's number.
At this moment, Fu Heng was drowsy from the warm air - conditioner. Hearing the phone ring, he looked down and couldn't help feeling a surge of joy.
He had done such an excellent job today. When the boss rewarded him later, he must ask not to be assigned to make reports anymore. If he continued, his professional ability would even surpass that of the financial director.
Fu Heng happily answered the phone, his voice full of joy, "What's up, boss?"
Hearing his playful voice, He Qianshan was even more convinced that Fu Heng was deliberately taking revenge on him.
He took a deep breath and tried to suppress his anger, "What's wrong with you? You've made my place a mess!"
Fu Heng looked innocent, "Didn't you tell me to make your place look lived - in?"
Is this what a lived - in place looks like? It looks more like a pigsty!
He Qianshan wished he could knock some sense into this stupid assistant and see what was in his head.
"Do you just have that head to prove to others that you're a human being?"
Fu Heng sensed that something was wrong and sat up straight. He stammered, "I thought you liked Jasmine Princess dolls. I even saw you secretly placing an order online last time."
To give the boss a surprise, he had even given away the gift he bought for his little niece. Now he was still worried about how to explain it when he got home.
He Qianshan gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, "I was picking a gift for a client's daughter."
"Ah?" This was beyond Fu Heng's expectation. He quickly apologized, "Sorry, boss. I misunderstood."
He Qianshan rubbed his temples tiredly and said in a low voice, "What about the messy cups, the socks and underwear thrown everywhere? Was that also a misunderstanding?"
Fu Heng felt as if ten thousand reports were waving at him. He struggled desperately, "Boss, I just wanted you to be more down - to - earth. That's how we boys live."
He Qianshan sneered, "You're too slovenly. Do a few more reports to remember your lesson."
Fu Heng wailed, "Boss, no! I've been making reports every day recently, and my myopia has deepened by several degrees..."
Before he could finish his plea, the doorbell rang. He Qianshan hung up the phone directly and got up to open the door.
Wu Pengpeng dawdled in the bathroom for a long time. After drying her hair and sorting out her complicated thoughts, she walked out of the bathroom shyly.
She had originally thought that if she bumped into He Qianshan as soon as she came out, she would act as if nothing had happened and never show her embarrassment. Then it would be him who felt awkward.
But when she finally walked out after building up enough courage, He Qianshan wasn't in the living room.
There was a faint sound coming from the kitchen, and the aroma of food wafted out. Wu Pengpeng followed the smell.
He Qianshan was standing in front of the stove, wearing an apron and carefully stirring the soup in the pot with a ladle.
Hearing the sound, he turned to look at her, his eyes full of tenderness, "All done?"
It was just a casual opening remark, but Wu Pengpeng blushed uncontrollably. She replied shyly, "Yeah."
He Qianshan didn't notice her feelings. He poured a cup of ginger tea for her, "Drink this quickly to ward off the cold."
"Thank you," Wu Pengpeng took the cup and buried her head in drinking, afraid that he would see her blushing cheeks.
After "supervising" Wu Pengpeng to finish the ginger tea, He Qianshan smiled satisfactorily, "Go and watch TV for a while. Dinner will be ready soon."
Wu Pengpeng nodded but didn't leave.
She leaned against the door frame and watched He Qianshan. He was stirring the soup, his eyes lowered, looking gentle and focused.
The curling steam enveloped him in a soft, hazy light, making him look even more gentle and dazzling.
Wu Pengpeng felt her heart skip a beat. Something seemed to be about to burst out.
Before she could react, the truth had blurted out of her mouth.