After being kicked out of the wealthy family along with her yandere childhood friend

Bai Zhenzhen searched for a long time but couldn't find the reason, and scratched her head in frustration.

She tried posting some other recent selfies, and her traffic improved a bit, but not as much as before.

The number of comments has not returned to its previous level.

She realized that white peaches were like her secret to gaining popularity.

When she mentions white peaches, her traffic increases; when she doesn't, her traffic drops completely.

Bai Zhenzhen picked up her phone, scrolled through her contact list, and found the phone number of Bai Shen's assistant, Xiao Lin.

She had saved this number before, but had never called it.

After hesitating for a moment, I pressed the dial button anyway.

The phone was answered after ringing twice, and Xiaolin's voice came from the other end.

"Hello, miss?"

"Hey, Brother Lin, could you do me a favor?"

Bai Zhenzhen's voice carried a kind of cautiousness that she herself couldn't quite explain. She herself was unsure whether this kind of thing could be investigated through her assistant's channels.

She's never really believed in the kind of domineering CEO investigations that are written in novels.

She always felt it wasn't that simple.

Kobayashi did not answer immediately.

He glanced to his left rear and saw Bai Shen sitting behind him, looking down at the tablet in his hand.

He sensed something, but without looking up, he simply nodded slightly.

Kobayashi looked away and answered the phone, "What's up?"

"Could you help me find out what Bai Tao is doing right now?"

Bai Zhenzhen's voice softened a bit, and the spoon in her hand unconsciously stirred the coffee in her cup, making a slight clinking sound on the inside of the cup.

Bai Shen shook his head.

"Excuse me, miss."

"You'll have to ask the boss about that. Do you have any other difficulties in your life? I can help you."

Bai Zhenzhen sighed, and the spoon touched the rim of the cup, making a crisp clinking sound.

She put down her coffee cup and unconsciously traced a circle along the inside of the cup with her fingers.

"Okay, no need."

She paused.

"Don't tell my brother I called you."

"Yes, miss."

Xiaolin hung up the phone swiftly.

He glanced back at Bai Shen, who had already lowered his head again to look at the data on the tablet.

"Remember whose side you work for."

Xiaolin nodded and didn't say anything more.

On the ring road leading down the mountain, Lin Meng sat in the back seat of a stretched Lincoln.

The windshield in front was already raised, and she was the only person in the carriage.

She leaned back in her leather seat, frowning, her expression displeased, her gaze fixed on the rapidly receding shadows of the trees outside the window.

The phone screen was still lit, and Bai Zhongjing's message was displayed in the chat box.

The steward has already told Bai Zhongjing what happened this morning.

Keep a close eye on your daughter.

Also, for tonight's charity gala, take her to have someone check her out beforehand.

[If necessary, reconnect with Bai Tao.]

She paused for a moment, then found Bai Zhenzhen's number and dialed it.

The moment the call connected, her voice changed—gentle and patient.

"Honey? What are you doing at home?"

"How about Mom takes you to a charity gala tonight?"

Bai Zhenzhen was silent for a moment. She had arranged a live broadcast tonight, and the equipment had been set up in the apartment she rented for Sun Xiaoxiao.

"Mom, can we do it next time?"

Lin Meng's tone didn't change significantly, but her speaking speed was a little slower than before.

"Is there something you need?"

"Many young men will be attending the charity gala tonight. You're not getting any younger, so see if there's anyone suitable."

Bai Zhenzhen exclaimed "Ah!" on the other end of the phone, not expecting the topic to suddenly veer in this direction.

"A makeup artist and designer will come to your home to alter your dress in a little while, and the housekeeper will also tell you what you need to pay attention to."

"Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Sun's sons are about your age and quite good-looking. You could keep an eye on them."

"Okay, Mom."

Bai Zhenzhen's voice lowered, as if it had been suppressed by something invisible.

"If they feel it's a good fit, you can take it a step further and explore the possibilities with them."

"But……"

Before Bai Zhenzhen could finish speaking, Lin Meng interrupted her.

"Okay, I've sent you the photos. You didn't recognize all the people last time, so take a good look this time."

She hung up the phone, closed her eyes, and leaned back in the leather seat to rest.

This is one of the few times she can control her own time.

On the other side, Bai Tao was biting her paintbrush, her face full of worries.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, the tablet resting on her knees, the line she was drawing halfway through stopped there, the pen tip hovering above the screen.

Heaven.

She has been dreaming about Pei Jin for three days in a row.

The most outrageous time was when Pei Jin had even pinned her down, and she was about to touch that edge, about to sink in, and about to feel that hallucination when Bai Tao woke up.

However, perhaps because she had no experience in this area, she would wake up every time she dreamed about something crucial.

She lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, her heart pounding, her breathing not yet fully calm.

Pei Jin looked like a sexually apathetic man, like a celibate male bodhisattva, while she...

It's one thing to live with someone during the day, but I even dream about Pei Jin at night.

Bai Tao put down her pen, opened a book, and typed a few words into the search box.

What should I do if I keep dreaming about the same person?

What should I do if I have a wet dream about my roommate?

She read post after post, some saying it was because she was thinking about something during the day and dreaming about it at night, some saying it was her body reminding her that she should start dating, and others saying that dreaming about a certain position represented what her subconscious wanted to do.

The more she looked, the redder her face became. In short, she was thinking about men.

She glanced at the time; it was 10 a.m.

He Yilong shouldn't be here at this time. He Fan works as a resident singer at a bar, so she probably knows a lot of handsome guys. If she goes to see them more often, she probably won't dream about Pei Jin anymore.

Bai Tao stood up from the sofa, closed the tablet, and walked to the door in her slippers, quietly opening the door a crack.

She walked to the door diagonally opposite, first pressed her ear to the door and listened for a while. Not hearing any strange sounds, she then dared to knock on the door.

It was very quiet inside.

She waited a while longer, pressing her ear close to the door, but heard nothing.

nobody.

Bai Tao returned to her room, closed the door again, and sat back on the sofa.

She had just picked up her phone when she saw a missed call from Pei Jin.

It's only a few o'clock, how come he has time to call her?

She glanced at the time: 10:18.

She called back, but no one answered.

A WeChat message from Pei Jin popped up on the screen.

[No need to order takeout for lunch, I'll cook at home. What would you like to eat?]

Bai Tao stared at the line of text, thought for a moment, then typed out a long string and sent it over.

[How about braised chicken?]

I want a dish with lots of chicken wings, lots of chili peppers, enoki mushrooms, and all sorts of meatballs.

Could you please bring me back a cup of fruit tea?

I want a grape-themed drink, no sugar, and less ice.

Pei Jin didn't reply; he's probably gone to work.

Bai Tao put her phone on the coffee table, picked up her tablet again, and continued drawing.

Pei Jin didn't return until 12:30.

Bai Tao was so hungry that she lay on her back on the sofa, her hands on her stomach, having given up resisting.

Hearing the door open, she immediately sat up, her gaze falling on the bag he was carrying.

Pei Jin found the fruit tea in the pile of bags, touched the cup with the back of his hand, and then handed it over.

"Drink slowly, it's too cold."

When he came back, he was worried that the ice would melt, so he ordered regular ice for her. But when he gently shook it a couple of times in the hallway, he found that there was still just as much ice.

Bai Tao took it and nodded.

The moment Pei Jin turned on the tap in the bathroom to wash his hands, he heard Bai Tao outside shove the straw into the plastic wrap, followed by a long sigh.

So comfortable.

Bai Tao slumped on the sofa, sinking into the cushions as if she were smoking opium.

Pei Jin dried his hands, smiled, and took the items out of the bag one by one.

He bent down to arrange the ingredients in front of the stove. Bai Tao had somehow moved next to him, making the already small space even narrower.

"What are you doing?"

Pei Jin turned his head to look at her while washing the pot.

Bai Tao held up her fruit tea, biting the straw in her mouth and then letting go.

"Let me see how to steam rice so I can help you in advance next time."

Pei Jin thought for a moment, but his hands didn't stop moving.

"It's okay, you don't need to learn, there's plenty of time. If you don't have time next time, I'll just buy ready-made rice outside."

Why?

Bai Tao leaned against the edge of the cabinet, turning her head to look at him.

Pei Jin gently pushed her away from him, gesturing for her to sit on the sofa.

When he wasn't home, the basement was too small, and he didn't feel comfortable letting Bai Tao use these appliances.

"Don't cause trouble, go and sit down."

Pei Jin turned to the side, making a small gap.

Bai Tao took two steps back with her fruit tea and stood not far behind him, drinking her tea while watching him bustle around.

He washed the vegetables, chopped them, turned on the stove, and put them in the pot; his movements were much more skilled than before.

"Why did you come back at noon today?"

Bai Tao took a sip of fruit tea and asked him indistinctly through the straw.

"I have some things to take care of this afternoon."

"Oh, okay."

Bai Tao didn't ask any more questions, and sat down on the sofa with her fruit tea.

She picked up the tablet again, but couldn't help wanting to steal glances at Pei Jin.

He is truly a kind and virtuous person who is free from worldly desires.

She took a sip of fruit tea. Who will this wonderful person end up loving?