The pushover offended a top-tier boss

Ye Zhenzhen's heart skipped a beat.

"I know you're in there! The light's on!" The person outside banged on the door a few more times, the sound getting louder and louder. "We're neighbors, come out and introduce yourselves, beautiful lady."

Ye Zhenzhen walked to the door and looked out through the peephole.

A man of medium height stood in the doorway, his face flushed red and his eyes unfocused, clearly having drunk quite a bit.

"What's going on, Sister Ye?" Chen Zheng asked on the other end of the line.

"Our neighbor next door seems to have had too much to drink," Ye Zhenzhen replied.

Ye Zhenzhen tried her best to remain calm and called out through the door.

You've knocked on the wrong door.

"That's right, that's right, the neighbors next door, they just moved in." The man didn't give up, "Miss, do you live alone? I see you coming and going all the time."

Ye Zhenzhen gripped her phone tightly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad guy." The man banged on the door again, his voice even louder, "Open the door, I'll have a couple of drinks with you, let's get to know each other."

Hearing the commotion on the other end of the phone, Chen Zheng's temper flared immediately: "You wait, I'm going to come and see which bastard is being so arrogant!"

"No, no, don't come yet. I'll call the police first and let them handle it."

After Ye Zhenzhen finished speaking, she hung up the voice call and dialed 110.

The police arrived relatively quickly, in about ten minutes.

Two uniformed police officers stood in the corridor, asked a few questions, and took notes.

The drunk man was initially cursing and swearing, but after being reprimanded by the police, his attitude softened and he apologized to her.

"He was drunk and not thinking clearly, that's why he caused trouble," the police officer said, turning to Ye Zhenzhen in a typical mediating tone. "We've already given him a warning, and he's apologized and promised not to do it again. You see, we're neighbors, shouldn't we be understanding of each other?"

Ye Zhenzhen could only nod: "Alright then."

After the police left, she closed the door and locked it.

A few minutes later, the door was banged on again.

This time it was heavier than before; the entire door was shaking.

"Heh, you think I'm afraid of the police?" The man's voice came from outside the door, tinged with malice. "You little bitch, you deserve to be taught a lesson. You think calling the police will do any good?"

"You think this lousy lock will work? I've opened plenty of them before!"

Ye Zhenzhen's legs were trembling.

She had no choice but to call 110 again.

They then found all the chairs and placed them behind the door.

The man's cursing grew louder and louder, and she could even hear him using something to pick the lock.

Ye Zhenzhen's heart was in her throat.

Until she heard a scream from outside the door.

"You little brat! If you don't want to live, just say so!"

Chen Zheng's voice came over, mixed with increasingly loud screams and pleas for mercy.

Only then did Ye Zhenzhen dare to open the door.

"Sister Ye, it's alright now."

He saw Chen Zheng standing in the corridor, one foot on the man's face.

The man had been beaten beyond recognition and was trembling as he begged for mercy.

"Chen Zheng, you—" Ye Zhenzhen opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Did he hit the person too hard? If the police come, will they arrest Chen Zheng as well? If the person accuses him of assault, will he be detained or even jailed?

Oh dear, it's all my fault...

Seeing her bewildered expression, Chen Zheng assumed she was frightened and patted her shoulder.

"I'll take this guy away to the police first. You take your phone and stuff, I'll see you off."

Ye Zhenzhen looked bewildered: "Go? Where to?"

"Your older brother wants you to stay at his place."

"I—I'm not going!" Ye Zhenzhen instinctively refused.

"Then you can talk to him yourself." Chen Zheng handed over the phone, which was busy on the screen.

Ye Zhenzhen took the phone and took a deep breath: "Feed..."

"Sir, there's no need to trouble you. I'm doing fine here, so I won't bother you any longer."

"That man next door has a criminal record," Zhou Huaijin said calmly. "If you call the police, he'll only be detained for a few days at most. After he's released, he might still come back to harass you."

Ye Zhenzhen's fingers tightened unconsciously.

"Have Chen Zheng bring you over."

Ye Zhenzhen wanted to say something, but found that the call had already ended.

"Um, how about I stay at your place for the night?" Ye Zhenzhen asked Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng wished he could jump three meters away: "Sister Ye? Do you think I have too long a life?"

Actually, she thought she could also go outside and book a room.

But Chen Zheng didn't care about that. Like an NPC who only cared about completing the task, he stepped on the gas and drove her straight to Yu Garden.

It's 11 p.m.

Ye Zhenzhen, like a poor relative who had suffered a misfortune and had nowhere else to turn, went to her wealthy cousin's house with a disheveled look on her face.

Zhou Huaijin was wearing a dark green nightgown, the silk fabric shimmering softly under the light. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was somewhat annoyed by being disturbed.

After delivering the person, Chen Zheng called out, "Brother, I've delivered the person, I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he turned around and left, decisively and cleanly.

Oh no, he even left Ye Zhenzhen with a sly grin at the end.

The door closed behind him, and the living room fell silent.

Ye Zhenzhen felt a little embarrassed. She clenched her fingers and whispered:

"Sir, I'll look for a place tomorrow, so I won't bother you for too long..."

Zhou Huaijin glanced at her and simply hummed in agreement.

"Find one with good security."

Ye Zhenzhen nodded obediently, then tentatively asked in a soft voice.

"Then... I'll go upstairs to sleep?"

"Hmm." Zhou Huaijin rubbed his temples and stepped into the bedroom.

Work was already piling up after the New Year, and he was reading documents until 10 p.m. Just as he finally lay down, he received a call from Chen Zheng, having gone through all this trouble in the middle of the night.

Ye Zhenzhen watched her boss's retreating figure as he closed the door, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She hurried into the bathroom, intending to take a shower and then go upstairs to sleep.

She had seen the guest rooms upstairs; the decor was understated yet luxurious, and the beds were large—they must be comfortable to sleep in.

The bathroom was large, and the vanity light above the sink was on. She opened the cabinet and found the toiletries she had used last time were still there.

Ye Zhenzhen decided to take a relaxing bath.

The water heater in my rented apartment is several years old, and the bathroom heater is not very effective at heating. Especially in the dead of winter, it's freezing cold when I take a shower, and I have to hurry up. If I shower for a little longer, the hot water will run out, and I often end up rinsing my hair with lukewarm water.

Such a convenient bargain, why not take advantage of it?

Anyway, the boss has already gone to sleep.

The moment she lay down in the bathtub, she let out a long sigh of relief. Ah, that felt so good.

The fear I felt in the rented room was gradually dispelled by the hot water. The bathroom was filled with steam and the scent of shower gel, a light woody fragrance that resembled his own scent.

She happily finished her shower, dried herself off, and wrapped herself in a bath towel.

Suddenly, a question came to mind: her pajamas were in his bedroom.

Oh no, I was careless...

But I can't exactly sleep naked, can I?

Ye Zhenzhen, wrapped in a bath towel, peeked quietly into the bedroom.

The door was closed, and there was no light through the crack in it.

She hesitated for a while, then listened intently, but there was no sound.

She's probably... asleep, right?

Ye Zhenzhen bit her lip, tiptoed, and like a thief, turned the doorknob and gently pushed the door open a crack.

By the moonlight streaming in through the window, you could see a figure lying on his side on the large bed, breathing evenly and deeply, as if he were fast asleep.

Ye Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief and slowly moved into the room.

The wardrobe was to the right of the bed. She quietly opened the wardrobe door, trying not to make a sound.

His shirts and suits hung neatly in the closet. She used her fingers to part two dark gray loungewear pieces, and finally saw her own pajamas underneath.

She reached out, trying not to make a sound, and took it out little by little.

Yes! Success!

She quietly took a step back, her gaze unconsciously drifting towards the bed.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, falling on the man's profile. The light was soft, outlining his features much more gently than in daylight. His eyelashes were long, casting a faint shadow beneath his eyes; his nose was high and straight, his thin lips slightly pursed, and his brow was relaxed.

Without the usual seriousness and distance, it actually looks much better...

Ye Zhenzhen secretly said to herself: Goodnight, boss.

She turned around and tiptoed towards the door.

The moment he took a step, he was pulled away by a force.

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