The yandere, arrogant man is online, a green tea bitch, whispering "my darling".

It's the weekend, and Sang Wang didn't plan to go to the company. He naturally left the work to Lin Sen and stayed in Beiyuan to keep the young lady company.

Aunt Yun prepared a very lavish lunch today, consisting of five dishes and a soup, with all but one of the dishes being meat.

Yu Jiusi's eyes lit up when she sat down at the table.

Sang Wang, holding his bowl and chopsticks, watched the little girl next to him stuffing her face with food, feeling both helpless and amused.

He gently brushed his fingertips across the little girl's puffed-out cheeks, his voice tinged with laughter, "Don't rush, it's all yours."

Yu Jiusi quickly and elegantly stuffed meat into her mouth, and at the same time, she didn't forget to put some food on Sang Wang's plate.

Looking at the meat in the bowl, Sang Wang chuckled softly, his eyes sparkling like stars.

Fearing the little girl might choke, they would occasionally feed her a sip of soup.

When Aunt Yun came out to clear the table, she saw the CDs on the table, and her cold expression almost cracked.

Sang Wang led the stuffed Yu Jiusi for a walk in the courtyard.

Yu Jiusi strolled leisurely to the backyard and stood in front of a newly renovated patch of land. She looked up at Sang Wang's bright, sparkling eyes.

Her radish field.

"Is this enough? If not, I'll have them expand it a bit more." Sang Wang looked at the little girl's happy expression and couldn't help but feel happy as well.

Yu Jiusi nodded and then shook his head.

Sang Wang cradled the slightly dizzy little girl, her head bobbing, and smiled, his eyes overflowing with doting affection. "Shall I have Lin Sen prepare the seeds?"

At that moment, even the sunlight seemed to favor him, dancing on his face.

Her treasures were beautiful, and Radish always knew that.

Yu Luobo, whose face was being cupped, suddenly smiled, reached into her pocket, and pulled out a bag of radish seeds.

Sang Wang's smile faltered for a moment as he stared blankly at the seeds in the little girl's hand.

Have you come to like radishes so much that you carry seeds with you everywhere?

"Master Liu" calculated with his fingers and determined that today was not auspicious for planting, so he abandoned his plan to sow seeds today.

Back in the house, Yu Jiusi sat on the sofa with a fruit platter, eating and spacing out, occasionally glancing at the two people not far away who were talking about something.

Although he was talking to Lin Sen, Sang Wang's attention was still on the little girl. He turned around and unexpectedly met her gaze.

Even after being caught, Yu Jiusi remained calm and ate her fruit, though her thoughts were somewhat elsewhere.

Sang Wang ended his conversation with Lin Sen, walked over, bent down and ate the watermelon the little girl was holding with a fork, his dark eyes looking at her with pure and deep eyes.

"What's wrong?" was a concerned inquiry.

Yu Jiusi glanced at the watermelon that had disappeared from her fork, then, without changing her expression, forked a strawberry and slowly ate it. Her fair cheeks puffed out slightly, revealing the words she had already written.

[Baby, I'm going out to buy books, do you want to come with me?]

She plans to treat her throat.

The old Taoist priest once said that his ancestor had left behind a medical book containing prescriptions for many difficult and complicated diseases, which was accidentally lost after being passed down for several generations.

The old Taoist priest always looked worried when he talked about it.

She seemed to have seen the medical book in a bookstore and was planning to buy it and take a look.

Yu Jiusi originally planned to go out by herself, but then she thought about her childhood sweetheart's clingy and overthinking nature, so she decided it would be better to ask him first.

Sang Wang hadn't expected that the little girl had been lost in thought for so long because she was pondering this.

"Okay." How could he possibly refuse the little girl's request?

Ten minutes later, the two got into the car and slowly drove off following the route given by Yu Jiusi.

Lin Sen grew increasingly puzzled as he drove along the increasingly remote streets, until the car entered a small alley.

Lin Sen looked at the road ahead and reluctantly stopped the car. "Young Master, Miss Yu, the car can't go any further."

He really didn't understand why, if he wanted to buy books, he would come to such a small place to do so.

Yu Jiusi glanced around and realized that she was not far from the bookstore. She opened the door, got out of the car, and prepared to walk over.

"Drive the car outside and wait for us," Sang Wang said to Lin Sen, pulling Yu Jiusi by the hand.

Lin Sen stood outside the car watching the two people, one tall and one short, walk away hand in hand in the dilapidated alley. For some reason, looking at their backs, he thought they were an old married couple returning home.

Yu Jiusi walked straight to the outside of a dilapidated storefront. It was an old bookstore, and the decorations and furnishings inside were also very old.

The books on the bookshelf were covered in dust, indicating that business was slow.

Sang Wang looked at the dilapidated storefront without showing the slightest disgust or hesitation, and obediently followed the little girl inside.

As soon as the two entered the door, the doorbell rang, and they were greeted by a cloud of dust.

"Cough cough." Yu Jiusi took a sniff without realizing it and coughed uncomfortably.

The next second, she was pulled into a cool, fragrant embrace, her face buried in his chest, shielding her from the dust.

Sang Wang's first reaction was to carefully hide the girl in his arms, raise his hands to hug her head, protecting the little girl but getting covered in dust himself.

The smoke and dust dissipated slowly, and a ray of sunlight shone through the only window, falling onto the ground.

Every speck of dust that passes through the sunlight seems to shine like a star, clearly visible.

Once the dust had settled a bit, Sang Wang slowly released the person in his arms, looked down at them with a concerned frown, and asked, "My dear?"

Yu Jiusi, who was well protected, raised her head and blinked when her gaze fell on the layer of dust on the other person's hair and shoulders.

The tall, handsome man lowered his head in a low voice, his hair still covered in a layer of dust, making him look inexplicably pitiful.

Yu Jiusi tiptoed and reached out to brush the dust off for him, her soft face showing a serious expression.

Her treasures should be clean and tidy.

The bookstore was dimly lit, with only a single old-fashioned, yellowish light bulb hanging precariously from the ceiling.

The two thought the store was empty, but a voice suddenly came out when they walked to the front desk.

"Choose whatever you like, and bring it over to pay when you're done." There was a strange old man sitting behind the counter, wearing glasses and with half-white hair.

He was engrossed in reading some book, head down, talking to them without looking up.

Yu Jiusi was clearly used to the other party's indifferent attitude, and turned around to look for a book on her own.

As Sang Wang passed by the front desk, he glanced at the old man engrossed in his book, his eyes flashing.

He lazily followed behind the little girl, never leaving her side. When they passed by the dusty bookshelves, he glanced at them casually, his eyes sweeping over row after row of books.

She raised an eyebrow in surprise; there were even world-famous books here, some of which she might not even be able to find in the National Library.

Sang Wang frowned slightly as he looked at the rare classics covered in dust among the messy books.

Yu Jiusi searched around in the dim light and finally found the book she was looking for on a bookshelf. The book was covered with a white cover of some unknown material and had no title.

A thick layer of dust had settled outside, making it look filthy.

The book was placed on the top shelf, and Yu Jiusi, who was shorter, had to stand on tiptoe to reach it.

Suddenly, two warm, large hands covered her waist, holding her waist with a sense of security and easily lifting her up.

Suddenly, Yu Jiusi's gaze was drawn upwards, and she was momentarily stunned. She was held up in the air, staring blankly at the book that was so close to her, forgetting to take it with her. Her two feet, which were off the ground, wobbled.

"Sweetie, aren't you going to take your book?" Sang Wang, who was holding the little girl high up behind him, saw that she wasn't moving, tilted his head, saw her silly look, and smiled.

The languid, refined voice was tinged with laughter, a doting sensation that soothed the ears.