The voluptuous and beautiful nanny, Technician Shen fell for her.

Zhu Yuanyuan, holding a large, washed apple in one hand and leading the chubby Shen Ping'an by the other, burst in with a flurry of energy.

"Nianhe! This second floor is so spacious you could run a horse around in it!" Zhu Yuanyuan's voice was extremely loud. "I just went to the kitchen and the refrigerator is taller than me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Yuanyuan saw the situation inside the room.

Su Nianhe was pinned against the solid wood workbench by Shen Huai. The collar of her light purple spring dress was slightly disheveled, and the blush on her fair cheeks had not yet faded. She leaned softly against Shen Huai's chest.

Shen Huai leaned on the edge of the worktable with one hand, turned his head, and gave a cool look to the uninvited guest at the door.

Anyone else would have been scared out of their wits and left, closing the door behind them.

Zhu Yuanyuan didn't even blink, took a big bite of the apple in her hand, and mumbled, "Oh dear, Boss Shen, you didn't even lock the door in broad daylight. I thought no one was home."

Su Nianhe quickly pushed away Shen Huai's hard chest and moved two steps to the side.

She raised her hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear and straightened the hem of her dress.

"Yuanyuan, why did you all come up here?" Su Nianhe's voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of panting.

Shen Ping'an broke free from Zhu Yuanyuan's hand, took short strides and pounced over, grabbing Shen Huai's leg.

"Uncle!" Shen Ping'an looked up with his chubby,憨憨 (simple and honest) face, drool glistening on his lips. "The uncle in the white shirt downstairs is roasting a big pig's trotter! It smells so good! Can I have one first?"

Shen Huai looked down at the troublesome fleshy lump on his leg, then placed his large hand on Shen Ping'an's chubby head and pushed him away.

"It's not cooked yet, you can't eat it." Shen Huai tugged at the collar of his white shirt, smoothing out the wrinkles that Su Nianhe had made earlier, and patted Shen Ping'an's head.

Zhu Yuanyuan walked over and, without any hesitation, touched the fabric on the shelf.

"This material is as smooth as water." Zhu Yuanyuan smacked her lips. "Nianhe, this manor is really nice. In the future, we should just move all our meetings at the main factory here. We can even get free meals."

Shen Huai strode over, his large hand naturally wrapping around Su Nianhe's slender waist, pulling her closer to him.

"This is her private place, we won't discuss business here." Shen Huai directly rejected Zhu Yuanyuan's idea of ​​getting a free meal.

Zhu Yuanyuan rolled her eyes and threw the apple core she had just finished eating into the trash can next to her.

"Alright, alright, Mr. Shen is being possessive of his food." Zhu Yuanyuan took Shen Ping'an's hand. "Come on, Ping'an, let's go downstairs to see the pig's trotters. Let's not bother people here."

Two chubby figures, one big and one small, walked out the door.

Su Nianhe was so embarrassed by Zhu Yuanyuan's "food guarding" comment that she reached out and pinched Shen Huai's waist.

"Yuanyuan was just joking, why are you making that face?"

Shen Huai took her hand in his own, enveloping her soft, boneless little hand in his palm.

"Being interrupted is bound to make you look bad." He lowered his head, his nose brushing against her neck. "Let's go downstairs for dinner."

The open-plan restaurant on the first floor was so lively it felt like the roof was about to be lifted off.

A long, solid wood dining table that can seat more than twenty people is placed in the center.

The cooks brought the dishes to the table in a continuous stream.

Roast suckling pig, steamed grouper, and braised sea cucumber with scallions are all rare and elaborate dishes.

He Jianjun, wearing a floral shirt, pulled out a chair and sat down in an extremely familiar manner, casually picking up a bottle of red wine from the table.

"Old Shen's life is so good, even capitalists would be envious," He Jianjun said, holding a bottle opener. "We have to have a couple more drinks with this good wine today."

Liu Hong sat next to him and slapped his hand away in disgust.

"Drink less, and don't drive back to the city this afternoon."

Shen Wanshan and Liu Huizhen sat in the main seats.

Looking at the table full of dishes and the magnificent Western-style building, Liu Huizhen couldn't suppress her smile.

Old Man Shen sat down beside him, leaning on his cane, looking at the roast suckling pig on the table.

"What? Why was this pig killed when it was so small? What a tragedy!" Old Man Shen's voice boomed.

Grandma Shen picked up a piece of tender pork and stuffed it into the old man's bowl.

"Eat yours! This is specially grilled; city people eat this!"

Su Nianhe was led down by Shen Huai and placed in a seat next to him.

She got up early today and had a bumpy ride in the car, so her stomach is empty now.

As soon as all the dishes were served, she picked up her chopsticks and began to eat earnestly.

Shen Huai barely touched his chopsticks; he just sat next to her and used serving chopsticks to serve her food.

The tenderest meat from the fish's belly, after removing the bones, was placed in her bowl.

The sea cucumber was cut into small pieces, drizzled with a rich broth, and pushed in front of her.

Su Nianhe ate intently, her cheeks puffed out, like a little squirrel eating.

Shen Huai sat beside him.

Li Tiejun stood up, holding a wine glass across from him.

"Come on, let's all have a toast! May Huaihe Real Estate and Huai Nian Clothing double their profits again this year!"

Everyone at the long table raised their glasses.

Su Nianhe picked up her glass of freshly squeezed juice and clinked glasses with her.

The meal was a lively and enjoyable affair.

Shen Ping'an devoured two large pig trotters by himself, his face covered in oil, and he leaned back in his chair, burping repeatedly.

For the first time ever, Wang Liping didn't scold him; she just focused on eating the seafood on the table.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly on the manor's wide lawn.

A gentle breeze blows, bringing the warmth of early spring.

"It's rare to have everyone here, let's take a group photo in the yard!" Li Lianhua suggested, holding a point-and-shoot camera she had just asked someone to buy for her from the special economic zone. "I brought film, color photographic paper!"

Everyone became interested upon hearing this.

The group walked to the center of the lawn, with the magnificent European-style villa behind them.

Li Tiejun found a tripod, fixed the camera in place, and set the timer shutter.

"Come on, elders, sit in the front!" He Jianjun began to arrange the seating.

Shen Wanshan and Liu Huizhen sat on two rattan chairs that had been placed on the lawn.

Old Man Shen and Old Woman Shen sat on the other side.

Shen Ping'an was pulled by Wang Liping and stood between Old Mrs. Shen and Old Mr. Shen.

The young people all stood in the back row.

He Jianjun put his arm around Liu Hong's shoulder, smiling broadly.

Li Tiejun and Li Lianhua stood side by side, both of them standing very straight.

Zhu Yuanyuan stood at the very edge, holding a half-finished bottle of soda in her hand.

Shen Huai and Su Nianhe stood in the very center.

Su Nianhe was wearing a light purple dress, her fair skin making her stand out.

Shen Huai, dressed in a white shirt and casual trousers, his tall figure completely enveloped her in his protective aura.

Li Tiejun pressed the shutter button and quickly ran back to the back row to stand in line.

"Ten seconds! Everyone, have a laugh!" Li Tiejun shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Beep, beep, beep..." The camera's red light began to flash.

Su Nianhe stood up straight and smiled her almond-shaped eyes at the camera.

Just two seconds before the shutter was pressed.

Shen Huai's large hand slid naturally to her lower back, and with a slight pull, he drew her directly into his arms.

He lowered his head, his thin lips brushing against her cheek.

"Snap!"

The flash went off, freezing the image.

"Hey! Old Shen, that's going too far!" He Jianjun chimed in from the side. "You're trying to steal the spotlight in a family photo!"

Zhu Yuanyuan finished her soda in a big gulp and then burped.

"If you're so capable, why don't you kiss your own wife too?"

A burst of laughter erupted on the lawn.

Su Nianhe was held in Shen Huai's arms, her cheeks burning as she listened to the laughter around her.

She tilted her head back, looked at Shen Huai's well-defined jawline, and pinched his waist lightly.

Shen Huai didn't loosen his grip; instead, he tightened his arms.

The wind blows through the manor, carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees.