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

To the strains of a soothing ballroom dance, Su Nianhe and Lu Yi stood facing each other.

Lu Yi stood there like a wooden man, his hands hovering precariously in mid-air, two inches away from Su Nianhe's waist.

His palms were sweaty, and his eyes were fixed on the ground, as if afraid of stepping on and ruining Su Nianhe's cloth shoes.

Su Nianhe became even more nervous.

She didn't dare to look up, but followed Lu Yi's steps, moving one step to the left and then one step to the right.

Outside the club gate, a 28-inch bicycle braked suddenly in the night, making a screeching sound.

Shen Huai planted his bicycle on one foot in the corner and strode into the club lobby.

He was wearing a white shirt today, without a tie, and the top two buttons of his shirt were undone.

He usually wears neat work clothes or a Zhongshan suit at the factory. This cold and impatient look is quite different from his usual self.

The hall was bustling with noise.

At a long table in the corner, Li Tiejun and Li Lianhua were having a lively conversation.

He was talking about his funny experiences when he was in the army when he looked up and saw Shen Huai walking in through the gate.

Li Tiejun was stunned.

His old comrade-in-arms usually hates these kinds of matchmaking events and won't even come when the factory director personally invites him. Why did he suddenly come here today?

"Old Shen!" Li Tiejun shouted at the top of his lungs and waved his hand.

Shen Huai didn't hear it at all.

His eyes swept across the crowded hall, and in less than two seconds, he locked onto the pale yellow figure at the edge of the dance floor.

It's too eye-catching.

Even though she kept her head down, the eyes of several male workers around her kept drifting towards her.

In front of her stood a tall, burly man.

The man's hand rested lightly on her waist.

Shen Huai tightened his jawline, took long strides, pushed through the crowd blocking his way, and walked towards the dance floor.

Li Tiejun followed Shen Huai's gaze and looked over, his eyes landing on the girl in the light yellow dress.

Suddenly, it dawned on him.

He remembered!

No wonder this girl looked familiar the moment she walked in. Isn't she Su Nianhe, the village girl from Liuhe Village that Shen Huai asked his comrades in the southern province to investigate a couple of days ago?

The two braids in the photo have become the black hair that is now loose over her shoulders, and her fair and delicate face is exactly the same as the photo in the file.

Li Tiejun gasped.

Shen Huai even used his connections for this country girl, and today he even managed to get her to the social gathering.

This isn't an inspection tour; this is a damn arrest operation!

Seeing that Li Tiejun was silent, Li Lianhua followed his gaze and saw a tall, aloof man striding towards Su Nianhe.

"Hey, isn't that..." Before Li Lianhua could finish speaking, the man had already walked up to Su Nianhe.

On the dance floor.

Su Nianhe was counting her steps with her head down when she suddenly felt the air around her grow cold.

A familiar, refreshing scent of soapberry, mixed with the coolness of the night breeze, went straight into her nose.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively looked up.

Shen Huai was standing right next to her.

He was a little taller than Lu Yi, and his cold, handsome features appeared particularly sharp under the illumination of the colored light bulbs.

His gaze swept over her neckline with an intense intensity before landing coldly on Lu Yi's dangling hand.

Startled, Su Nianhe took a half step back, her foot slipped, and her left foot tripped over her right, causing her to sway to the side.

Seeing this, Lu Yi quickly reached out to support her arm.

Before Lu Yi could even touch her, another large, well-defined hand had already grabbed Su Nianhe's wrist and pulled it back forcefully.

Su Nianhe lost control and fell into a solid chest, crashing directly into Shen Huai's white shirt.

The intense aroma of fruit instantly filled the air between the two of them.

Shen Huai's Adam's apple bobbed, and his hand around her waist tightened.

Through the thin fabric of the polyester, he could clearly feel her heart pounding with fright.

Lu Yi's hand froze in mid-air, stunned for a moment.

He frowned as he looked at Shen Huai, who had suddenly appeared before him.

"Comrade Shen, what are you doing?" Although Lu Yi was honest, he was not afraid of trouble. He stepped forward and blocked Su Nianhe's way. "This lady came to dance with me. Don't touch her."

Shen Huai raised his eyelids and glanced at Lu Yi.

"Lu Yi from the foundry workshop?" Shen Huai's tone was calm, yet carried the imposing aura of a superior.

Lu Yi was stunned: "You know me?"

"Yes, I'm Shen Huai, the factory's technical consultant."

Lu Yi knew, of course. Everyone in the factory knew the name of Technician Shen. He was a favorite of the factory director, someone even the factory director treated with utmost respect. He just hadn't expected that the other party knew him.

He knew he had acted too impulsively.

"Technician Shen," Lu Yi said, his tone more respectful, but still showing no sign of backing down, "Even as a technical consultant, you can't just grab a female colleague like that. Comrade Su is easily embarrassed; you'll scare her if you do that."

Su Nianhe was held in Shen Huai's arms. When she heard Lu Yi stand up for her, she panicked and quickly reached out to push against Shen Huai's chest, whispering, "Technician Shen, what brings you here... Please let me go."

Now that she was startled by Shen Huai, the sweet fragrance grew stronger. If she stayed so close, others would definitely be able to smell it.

Shen Huai didn't let go; instead, he pulled her closer to him.

He looked at Lu Yi, his voice cold: "She's not a female worker at your factory. She's a nanny my family hired to take care of our children. The children at home are crying terribly, and my older brother and sister-in-law aren't home, so my mother asked me to come and pick her up."

The excuse was perfectly plausible and reasonable.

When Lu Yi heard that it was the master of the house who had come to call him back to take care of the children, he immediately lost his temper.

He scratched his head, looking at Su Nianhe with some reluctance: "Comrade Su, you should go back and get back to work. Today... I had a very happy day."

Su Nianhe broke free from Shen Huai's embrace, hastily straightened her wrinkled skirt, her face as red as a boiled shrimp, and said to Lu Yi with her head down, "Thank you, Brother Lu. I'll go back now."

After saying that, she turned to look for Li Lianhua.

Li Lianhua had already been pulled aside by Li Tiejun, so she didn't dare to come up and provoke Shen Huai. She could only wave to her from a distance, signaling her to hurry up and follow.

"Let's go." Shen Huai didn't look at Lu Yi again and turned to walk out.

Holding the old canvas bag, Su Nianhe followed closely behind Shen Huai like a timid young wife who had done something wrong.

Stepping out of the club, a night breeze blew, and Su Nianhe finally felt a little better.

Shen Huai walked to the corner of the wall and pushed the old bicycle out with one hand.

He stepped onto the car, one long leg on the ground, and looked back at Su Nianhe, who was still standing on the steps.

"Come up."

Su Nianhe looked at the back of the bicycle, somewhat hesitant.

It was late at night, and she was wearing such a tight dress. If she were sitting on the back of Shen Huai's bicycle, the two of them would be so close.

Moreover, if the people in the compound saw her, Liu Huizhen and Wang Liping didn't know how they would look at her.

"Technician Shen, I... I can walk back by myself." Su Nianhe gripped the straps of her bag with both hands. "It's not far from here to the compound."

Shen Huai's face darkened.

Why weren't you afraid when you were dancing with that big, dark-skinned guy named Lu Yi inside? Now that you've let him lead the way for a bit, you're starting to avoid suspicion?

"Ping An is throwing a tantrum at home, are you going to walk back?" Shen Huai found a reason she couldn't refuse.

Upon hearing that Shen Ping'an was crying, Su Nianhe became anxious and, without thinking twice, quickly went down the steps.

She carefully sat on the back of the bicycle, her body turned sideways, gripping the metal bar under the seat tightly with both hands.

"Hold on tight," Shen Huai said in a low voice, then pushed off with his foot, and the bicycle glided steadily forward.

The streets were deserted at night, and the shadows of the plane trees on both sides kept receding into the distance.

The bicycle wasn't going fast, but the wind still carried the sweet fruit scent emanating from Su Nianhe's body forward little by little.

Shen Huai straightened his back and gripped the handlebars with both hands.

The sweet, cloying smell seemed to have a life of its own, wafting straight into his nose.

He recalled the image of her wearing that yellow dress, standing next to Lu Yi.

"Why are you dressed like this today?" Shen Huai suddenly asked, his voice slightly distorted by the wind.

Su Nianhe, sitting in the back seat, shivered in the wind and answered honestly, "It was given to me by Sister-in-law Wang. She said I couldn't wear those old jackets to the social gathering, it would be embarrassing for the Shen family. So she gave me this dress that she couldn't fit into before."

Shen Huai sneered.

He knew Wang Liping's intentions perfectly well.

"Don't wear it anymore. It's too tight and doesn't fit."

Su Nianhe's face flushed, and she quickly nodded, "I understand. I'll change when I get back."

She didn't want to wear it either; it was too tight and uncomfortable for her.

Thinking back to when she had her hands protectively in front of her, there was a pothole that wasn't too big or too small in front of her, and Shen Huai hadn't noticed it while riding his bike.

The bicycle's front wheel rolled over a pothole, causing the bicycle to lurch violently.

"Ah!" Su Nianhe exclaimed in surprise, losing her balance and falling forward.

She instinctively reached out and hugged Shen Huai's waist.

Her cheek pressed directly against his broad, sturdy back.

Shen Huai gripped the handlebars tightly, and the bicycle swerved in an "S" shape on the road before finally regaining its balance.

Su Nianhe was terrified and quickly let go of his hand, shrinking back.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." Her voice was choked with sobs.

Shen Huai didn't speak, but his breathing became unusually heavy.

He slowed down and stopped at the entrance of an alleyway, one street away from the municipal party committee compound.

He braced himself on one leg and turned to look at the person sitting in the back seat.

By the dim light of the streetlamp at the entrance of the alley, he could clearly see the light yellow dress, which made her even more attractive.

"You..." Shen Huai's voice was hoarse.