If it weren't for He Jingyao scheming and making people go through all that trouble to work for him, Zhixi wouldn't be feeling guilty.
He Jingyao chuckled, lowered his head, and nibbled on her earlobe saying, "Don't worry, he'll thank me in the future."
Zhixi expressed doubt. From her impression, this man's ability to attract hatred was always unmatched, as for gratitude...
Seeing her disbelief, He Jingyao suddenly bit down hard.
"Ouch!" Zhixi winced in pain, "What are you doing?"
"Did you forget who your man is?" He laughed softly, "You really underestimate the influence of the name He Jingyao."
Zhixi widened her eyes: "Oh right."
She had overlooked this point!
If Xiaozhou completes this task well, given He Jingyao's character, he probably won't shortchange him.
For Xiaozhou, this seems to be like running into a benefactor.
Thinking of this, Zhixi found it somewhat amusing.
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In the evening, as the family was preparing for bed, the door was suddenly knocked upon.
