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

Shen Huai's mind was in a rather chaotic state at this moment.

The first time I met Su Nianhe was by the sink, and all the things that happened after I got drunk last night were mixed together.

And last night...

He couldn't tell whether it was a hallucination from last night's drunkenness, a dream, or if it was all real.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he wanted to ask whether she had gone to his room last night.

Before he could even speak, Su Nianhe had already taken a step back.

She was afraid that Shen Huai would get angry if he remembered what happened last night.

After all, in his eyes, she was just a nanny from the countryside, and he must have mistaken her for someone else when he was drunk.

Moreover, if the two of them were to stand like this on the street and be seen by someone familiar with them in the compound, and the news reached Liu Huizhen's ears, she would completely lose her job that provided her with enough to eat.

"Technician Shen, I'm going back now." Su Nianhe didn't even dare to raise her head, hurriedly said this, and turned to leave.

She walked very fast, and the hem of her red and white floral dress rippled in the summer breeze as she hurried along.

Shen Huai stood still, without calling out to her.

He pushed the cart and followed.

The two walked along the street, one in front of the other.

Su Nianhe didn't dare to turn around, only feeling an extremely oppressive gaze following her from behind.

She took a short breath, trying to keep her body still, and took quick, short steps.

Shen Huai pushed his bicycle, following at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

The distance was always kept at three to five steps away.

The shadows of the sycamore trees fell on the asphalt road, and dappled light and shadows moved between the two people.

Shen Huai looked at the figure in front of him, wrapped in a red dress.

Her waist was so thin, it looked like it could break with the slightest force.

Yet those thin shoulders and taut back revealed a stubbornness in their efforts to hold on.

He recalled how she had said, with tears in her eyes, that she hadn't given herself away so easily, and felt inexplicably irritated.

A silent estrangement spread between the two, making even the summer cicadas' chirping seem more noisy.

Shen Huai only stopped when he saw Su Nianhe enter the back gate of the municipal party committee compound. He stood outside the gate for a while, then pushed his bike back home through the front gate.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was somewhat subdued.

Wang Liping threw a huge tantrum after being splashed with orange soda at a state-run restaurant at noon, and didn't even come down for dinner.

Liu Huizhen asked a couple of questions and, knowing that the matchmaking had failed and she had made a fool of herself, gave Su Nianhe a cold look.

Su Nianhe carried plates back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room, keeping her head down the whole time, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Shen Huai sat in his usual spot, eating his meal slowly and deliberately, his gaze occasionally sweeping over the busy figure, without saying a word.

After dinner, the Shen family members went back to their rooms to wash up.

Su Nianhe cleaned the kitchen and carried the large wooden basin to the water trough in the backyard.

She washed all the clothes of the Shen family, and also washed all the clothes she had changed out of that day, especially the red dress with white flowers that had caused the trouble, which she washed with extra care.

After washing, she tiptoed and hung the clothes one by one on the wire in the yard.

After hanging up the clothes, she quickly went back to her room on the first floor, which was usually occupied by nannies.

At night, Aunt Wang was responsible for putting Shen Ping'an to sleep. Su Nianhe only needed to hold the little guy when he was hungry; she didn't need to stay by his side all the time.

She had been living in fear all day, and the tight dress made it hard for her to breathe. Now that she had changed into the loose old jacket, she felt like her whole body was falling apart.

As night deepened, the courtyard quieted down.

Shen Huai sat on a bamboo chair under the sycamore tree in the backyard.

He had taken a shower and was wearing only a white tank top and gray trousers.

A cool evening breeze swept by.

Shen Huai's gaze remained fixed on the row of clothes drying on the wire.

The Shen family's clothes were hanging there, but his gaze lingered only on the few items on the very edge.

The red and white floral dress swayed slightly in the wind.

She looked really good in that dress today.

Shen Huai's gaze followed the skirt to the side, finally landing on a few small, faded pieces of cotton cloth and a close-fitting undergarment, and he didn't look away from them.

Just then, a soft footstep broke the tranquility of the backyard.

Aunt Wang carried Shen Ping'an, who was making a fuss in the middle of the night, and wandered around the yard to lull him to sleep.

No matter how much she coaxed the little guy, he wouldn't close his eyes, so Aunt Wang had to take him to the backyard for some fresh air.

As soon as she turned the corner, Aunt Wang froze.

Technician Shen, who is usually as cold as ice and doesn't even glance at anyone, is now sitting on a bamboo chair, staring intently at the clothes on the wire.

Aunt Wang followed his gaze and her heart skipped a beat.

Shen Huai sat there, not even noticing that someone was coming.

Aunt Wang held Shen Ping'an, her feet feeling cold.

This young master of the Shen family usually looks like a proper gentleman, so why is he sitting here in the middle of the night with that look in his eyes... like a pervert?

Aunt Wang was filled with unease. She quickly turned around with her child in her arms and tiptoed back to the front yard, afraid of stumbling upon some terrible secret.

In the backyard, the wind was still blowing, and Shen Huai was still sitting on the bamboo chair, his long legs bent and his back leaning against the back of the chair.

The clothes hanging on the wire swayed gently in the wind.

He knew he shouldn't be looking, and he didn't know why he was looking, but he just couldn't tear his gaze away.

In the master bedroom on the second floor.

Liu Huizhen sat in front of the dressing table, applying face cream.

Shen Wanshan leaned against the headboard and looked at the internal reference materials.

"Old Shen, Xiao Huai is twenty-six this year. It's time for him to settle down." Liu Huizhen closed the lid of the face cream. "People in the compound who are the same age as him already have kids who can run errands. He's always at the factory and hasn't even held a woman's hand. This isn't right."

Shen Wanshan turned a page of documents: "He has his own ideas, so don't worry about him."

"How can I not worry? He's seemed distracted these past few days, and he got completely drunk last night. He's probably under too much work pressure and doesn't even have anyone to talk to." Liu Huizhen stood up. "I just spoke with Guiying on the phone, and she's already arranged for two girls. I need to talk to Xiao Huai and have him meet them tomorrow."

As Liu Huizhen spoke, she pushed open the door and knocked twice in front of Shen Huai's bedroom.

No one answered.

When I opened the door, the room was empty.

Liu Huizhen went down the stairs, and a light was left on in the living room.

She searched the first floor but didn't see anyone, so she pushed open the small door leading to the backyard.

As soon as she stepped out the door, Liu Huizhen stopped in her tracks.

Under the sycamore tree in the backyard, Shen Huai sat on a bamboo chair, unaware that she was approaching.

Liu Huizhen followed her son's gaze.

Upon seeing this, Liu Huizhen's mind went blank, and she almost lost her balance.

A row of clothes was hanging on the wire, and the ones hanging at the very edge were Su Nianhe's.

Shen Huai just stared straight at him, without even blinking.

Liu Huizhen gasped.

She has always valued conduct and dignity above all else, and the Shen family has a clean and upright tradition. How could such a freak have emerged from them?

Her heart was pounding.

Has this kid been single for too long and gotten mentally unstable?

He usually has a cold face and doesn't even give the pretty female workers in the cultural troupe a second glance. Yet here he is, staring at the nanny's underwear in the middle of the night.

What kind of nonsense is this?!

If you really can't hold it in anymore, go to the nanny's room and find Su Nianhe. At least she's a decent man.

What can you possibly learn from someone's clothes?

That's insane!

Liu Huizhen became increasingly frightened, fearing that her son might develop mental health issues due to being single for so long.

If this gets out, what will become of my reputation?

She forced herself to calm down and cleared her throat.

"cough."