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

Su Nianhe's heart was beating very fast.

No one had ever said anything like that to her before.

Su Dahe only cared about drinking and the bride price; the bachelors in the village looked at her with nothing but lewdness.

Shen Huai was the first person to say he wanted to send her flowers.

"But..." Su Nianhe looked at the box of gold on the table, "This is too expensive, I really can't accept it."

Shen Huai ignored her refusal and changed the subject, "Nianhe, do you really want to earn your own money?"

Touched on her secret, Su Nianhe looked up.

Of course she wants to make money.

She dreamed of saving more money so she could have her own financial security and be able to rent a small house even if she left the Shen family, instead of being dragged back to the village to marry an old man.

She nodded: "Yes, I want to be rich."

Shen Huai was very satisfied with this answer.

He reached out and picked out the peony gold necklace that He Jianjun had just taken from the camphor wood box.

The gleaming gold swayed in his well-defined knuckles.

"Look." Shen Huai held the necklace in front of her.

A golden peony pendant dangled before Su Nianhe's eyes.

"You need money, and I want to send you flowers." Shen Huai's logic was extremely clear, even carrying a touch of the meticulousness one would show when working on technical blueprints. "This gold is in the shape of a peony. By giving you this, all the rules for sending flowers when dating are fulfilled, and you'll also have the money you like."

Su Nianhe was a little confused by his explanation.

Is a gold necklace the same as a flower?

"Keep this gold jewelry." Shen Huai held the necklace in his hand. "If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can exchange this for money anytime, so you'll always have money to spend."

Su Nianhe looked at the gold in his hand, her mind in turmoil.

She knew Shen Huai was good to her, but this kindness was too much, so much that she didn't know how to accept it.

"Shen Huai." She bit her lower lip, her voice soft and pleading, "My current wages are enough to live on. Aunt Liu even gave me a five yuan raise. I have nowhere to put this if I take it back. If the people in the compound see it, or if Sister Wang sees it, they'll definitely scold me for being dishonest."

She laid out the difficulties she faced, hoping that Shen Huai would change his mind.

After hearing this, Shen Huai did not retract his hand.

He stood up and walked directly to Su Nianhe.

Her tall figure blocked most of the light from above, and the shadow completely enveloped her.

Su Nianhe leaned back instinctively.

Shen Huai bent down and wrapped his arms around her neck.

The man's arm encircled her.

Su Nianhe froze, not daring to even breathe.

She could feel Shen Huai's fingertips fiddling with the clasp of her necklace at the back of her neck.

The distance is too close.

The man's chin was right above her head, and his breath hit her braided hair.

Shen Huai slowed down.

He fastened his necklace, but did not straighten up immediately.

His rough fingertips slid down the back of her neck to her collarbone, straightening the golden peony pendant.

The cool gold pressed against her warm skin.

The golden peony pendant was positioned just below her fair collarbone.

The fair skin contrasted against the gaudy gold gave her an indescribable allure.

"It looks good." Shen Huai's voice was terribly hoarse.

Su Nianhe raised her hand and touched the cool golden peony, as if it were burning hot, wanting to pick it off.

"Don't say no." Shen Huai's voice was low and carried an unyielding force. "I know you don't want these things right now, but I want to give them to you."

Su Nianhe looked down at the bright color that had appeared on her chest: red with white flowers and golden peonies.

"I..." she wanted to say something more.

Shen Huai's finger touched her lips. "Shut up, keep it to yourself."

With just four simple words, he shut her down completely.

Su Nianhe touched the gold pendant, and the coolness of the metal was quickly warmed by her body temperature.

"Then could you keep it for me?" She looked up, trying to negotiate. "I live in the nanny's room, where there are many people watching. If it gets lost, I can't afford to pay for it."

Shen Huai looked at her cautious appearance and let out a low chuckle.

"Your things are yours, you don't need to compensate anyone if they're lost."

He casually pinched her cheek.

It has a wonderfully smooth and tender feel.

"When you go back to the compound tonight, come to my room and get a small box. Lock it up and put it in my drawer." Shen Huai made all the arrangements for her.

Su Nianhe's face started to burn again when she heard that she was going to his room.

What happened in his room two nights ago is still fresh in my mind.

"Can I take it during the day?" she tried to bargain.

"I'm not home during the day," Shen Huai refused decisively.

He stepped back half a step, pulled over a long bench, sat down again, and looked her up and down.

Although the blue floral print jacket was old, she wore it with a unique charm that others couldn't pull off.

"You don't need to wear these old clothes anymore," Shen Huai suddenly said.

Su Nianhe was startled and quickly crossed her hands in front of her chest: "Why? This clothing is convenient for working."

"It's too tight." Shen Huai's gaze fell on her tightly tucked buttons, making no attempt to hide it.

Su Nianhe was so embarrassed that she wished she could disappear into the ground.

"No, I won't." She stubbornly refused to admit it.

"Jianjun, we have fabrics and ready-made clothes from the south here." Shen Huai stood up. "Go pick out a couple that fit."

"I don't want to!" Su Nianhe stood up and tried to run outside.

She had only taken one step when Shen Huai grabbed her wrist.

With a slight pull, Su Nianhe fell back onto the bench, bumping right into his arms.

"Why are you running?" Shen Huai put one arm around her waist and pressed the other hand on her shoulder. "When you're dating, it's only right for the guy to buy clothes for the girl."

Su Nianhe was completely under his control with these rules.

She sat on his lap, her whole body stiff.

"Please let me go! What if He Jianjun comes in..."

"He didn't dare go in."

Shen Huai lowered his head, his nose brushing against her side of her neck.

He regretted bringing her out; there was nothing he could do in someone else's house.

Su Nianhe shrank her neck as his breath scalded her.

"Shen Huai..." she called his name softly.

"Um."

"I really don't want to buy clothes."

"purchase."

The two were locked in a stalemate when He Jianjun's loud shouts came from outside.

"Old Shen! Has your wife chosen yet? Someone outside wants to see some goods!"

Startled, Su Nianhe shoved Shen Huai away and stood up straight.

Shen Huai's interest was interrupted, and his expression darkened.

He straightened his wrinkled white shirt, stepped to the door, and opened the chipped wooden door.

He Jianjun was standing in the courtyard, holding a notebook in his hand.

"Have you chosen yet?" He Jianjun peeked inside.

"I've taken the necklace." Shen Huai walked out. "Do you have any slightly oversized women's blouses here, made of good material, but not too flashy?"

Upon hearing this, He Jianjun immediately understood.

He had just seen it clearly; this woman's figure couldn't be hidden by ordinary clothes.

"Yes! We recently received a batch of pure cotton plaid shirts; they're comfortable and not too flashy. I'll go get them right now!"