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

Su Nianhe was in a state of utter confusion.

Should I agree to his request?

He is Shen Huai, a high-ranking member of a privileged family.

However, she didn't find him repulsive when he got close.

The kiss that smelled of alcohol the night before last even made her feel a secret joy amidst her fear.

Moreover, if she really started dating him, wouldn't she be able to stay there legitimately?

No longer do we have to fear being sent back to Liuhe Village, and no longer do we have to fear the harassment from scoundrels like Zhao Qiang.

But how will they get past Liu Huizhen and Wang Liping?

Shen Huai seemed to have noticed her concerns.

"I'll handle things at home; you don't need to worry about it. Just tell me if you're willing."

Su Nianhe looked at him.

The man's features were cold and sharp, and his eyes, which usually looked at everyone with a sense of distance, were now filled with her reflection.

Her mind was a complete mess.

Looking for a partner?

She lowered her head, her gaze falling on the buttons of his white short-sleeved shirt.

"You..." Su Nianhe bit her lip, her voice barely audible, "Is it because you kissed me the night before last and felt you broke the rules, that you said you wanted to take responsibility?"

Shen Huai's brow twitched slightly upon hearing this.

The more Su Nianhe thought about it, the more she felt that this was indeed the case.

What's this about liking or disliking?

People in the compound are very particular about their conduct, and the Shen family values ​​their reputation more than their own lives.

Shen Huai got drunk, mistook her for someone else, and did something outrageous.

A decent person like him, once he sobered up, must have felt guilty or was afraid she would report him, so he reluctantly said he wanted to date her.

After all, one of them is an eagle soaring in the sky, and the other is mud on the ground. How could they possibly have real feelings for each other?

"Technician Shen." Su Nianhe turned her face to the side, avoiding his warm breath, "Actually, you don't need to do this. I've kept what happened the night before last a secret. You were drunk, and you probably mistook me for someone you used to like. I don't blame you."

Shen Huai was so angry at her that he almost suffered internal injuries.

This was the first time in his life he had ever confessed his feelings to a girl, but instead of being moved, she staged a whole drama of "drunkenly mistaking someone else for someone else" for him.

"Someone you liked before?" Shen Huai withdrew his hand from the wall, pinched her chin, and forced her to look up at him. "Who told you I liked someone before?"

His fingertips, calloused from years of holding pens and drawing paper, touched her delicate skin with a slightly rough texture.

Su Nianhe was forced to look up.

"Everyone in the factory says you don't even glance at the women in the performing arts troupe." Her eyelashes fluttered. "It must be because you have someone in your heart."

"You believe everything the people at the factory say?" Shen Huai gently stroked her chin twice with his thumb. "I've never liked anyone else."

Su Nianhe was stunned.

"Then what happened the night before last...?"

"I was drunk the night before last, but I wasn't blind," Shen Huai interrupted her, his voice low and hoarse, audible only to the two of them. "I know who I was hugging, who I was kissing. Besides you, who else could I know?"

Su Nianhe's face turned so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

He actually brought this up.

She tried to push his hand away in shame and anger, but Shen Huai grabbed her wrist and pressed her hand against the wall.

Now, he was completely pressed against her.

Shen Huai's breathing became heavier.

"I told you, I want to hug you, I want to kiss you." He whispered in her ear, "This isn't because I'm drunk and have mistaken someone for someone else; it's something I've wanted to do when I'm sober."

Su Nianhe's legs went weak.

This man is usually so cold, but he can talk like a hooligan when he says these things.

"But..." she continued, trying to find a reason, "Aunt Liu won't agree. If Sister Wang finds out, she'll definitely kick me out. Then I won't even have a place to stay."

"I told you, I'll handle things at home," Shen Huai interrupted her concerns. "Now you just need to answer me: are you willing?"

Su Nianhe looked at him.

In this unfamiliar place, he was the only one who would stand up for her when she was bullied.

He would drape his shirt over her shoulders and support her when she was most helpless.

She was illiterate and didn't understand those intricacies.

All she knew was that she felt secure when she was with him.

"Then...if I agree," Su Nianhe swallowed, "would I not have to go on the blind date?"

Shen Huai couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at her calculating little face.

"No need to go."

"Then I won't be sent back to Liuhe Village?"

"Who dares to kick you out?"

Su Nianhe took a deep breath, as if she had made a major decision.

"Then I'm willing."

As soon as those four words were uttered, the air behind the abandoned water tower seemed to fall silent.

Shen Huai looked at her, his gaze becoming extremely deep.

He lowered his head and pressed his lips to her forehead.

Su Nianhe closed her eyes in fright, her body trembling.

The expected passionate kiss didn't come; instead, there was only a light touch.

Su Nianhe whispered, "It's broad daylight now."

Shen Huai stepped back slightly, his voice laced with restrained emotion, "Afraid?"

Su Nianhe's cheeks flushed, and she quickly crawled out from under his arm to straighten her wrinkled clothes.

"I...I need to go back and cook. Aunt Liu is waiting." She grabbed the vegetable basket hanging on the handlebars, lowered her head, and ran towards the main road.

After running a few steps, Shen Huai called him back.

"Put the basket down." Shen Huai pushed his bicycle over. "I'll take you back."

"No!" Su Nianhe exclaimed anxiously, "It's broad daylight, if someone sees us, we won't be able to explain ourselves."

"What's so hard to explain about dating?" Shen Huai said dismissively.

"That won't do! Aunt Liu doesn't know yet." Su Nianhe refused to get in the car no matter what. "I'll walk back myself. You go first."

Seeing her guilty look, Shen Huai knew that pushing her too hard would backfire.

Su Nianhe was holding the vegetable basket and had only taken two steps when her wrist was firmly grasped by a warm, large hand.

Shen Huai blocked her way with his car and her, then pulled her and her basket back into the shadows behind the abandoned water tower.

"Ah!" Su Nianhe exclaimed in surprise. Shen Huai took the vegetable basket and placed it on the ground covered with withered leaves.

Her back pressed against the rough brick wall again, her entire body completely blocked by the man's tall frame.

"Why are you running?" Shen Huai asked in a deep voice, one hand supporting him on her side.

Su Nianhe hurriedly raised her head, the blush on her cheeks still lingering, her fair skin glowing pink: "I promise you, Aunt Liu is really waiting for me to go back and cook, I'll get scolded if I'm any later."

"It won't take two minutes to cook." Shen Huai didn't back down, but instead leaned forward half an inch, his chest almost touching hers.

The midday sun was blocked by the water tower, and a slight coolness permeated the corner, but the air between the two was frighteningly hot.

Shen Huai lowered his eyelids.

"You ran so fast just now, explain yourself before you leave." Shen Huai stared at her face, his tone stubborn and brooking no argument. "What is our relationship now?"