"Mommy, you're here?"
The woman was stunned and looked up at her eldest son who was coming downstairs, smiling, "Zhi Shen, you're down. Have some soup."
The man glanced at the two of them and nodded slightly.
In the afternoon, the poor youngest son was dragged out by Mrs. Tang, leaving the two of them alone in the villa.
The man leaned on the sofa and eyed the door that had never been opened.
He took a deep breath, then stood up and knocked.
"Xu Qian."
No response.
"Xu Qian."
Still no response.
The man twisted the doorknob. It was locked.
He went to the storeroom for a spare key and opened the door directly.
The quilt was bulging. Was she still asleep?
By normal standards, a master like Xu Qian wouldn't have such poor vigilance, right?
Xu Qian was in her space, soaking her feet and feeding Xiao Dai.
[Ding, system prompt, mission target 5 is in your room.]
Xu Qian: ...
"Teleport me to the restroom."
The man gently lifted a corner of the quilt. No one was there? He lifted it a bit more, still no one.
Where did she go?
The man turned his gaze to the bathroom. The outside of the bathroom was frosted glass. Normally, one could see figures inside, but now there were none...
Could it be that she ran away?
Tang Zhi Shen frowned and took out his phone from his pocket, about to dial.
With a "click," the bathroom door opened.
"Mr. Tang, trespassing in a girl's room is not the act of a gentleman."
The young girl walked out of the bathroom barefoot, her feet still wet.
Her brows were slightly cold, carrying a hint of impatience.
Tang Zhi Shen's chest felt a little tight. He couldn't refute her. He had indeed acted improperly.
The Tang family descendants were of noble birth before the apocalypse. They had been wealthy for over a dozen generations and received the most elite education. They would never do anything too outrageous.
The Tang family did not rise to prominence only after the apocalypse. It could be said that without the Tang Corporation, there would be no Tang Base today.
Suddenly, the man strode forward and scooped her up, placing her on the edge of the bed. Then, he went to the washroom to get a towel.
Xu Qian was full of questions. What was he trying to do?
The man knelt on one knee, holding a towel in one hand and gently grasping her ankle with the other!!
Drying her feet??
The soft towel gently brushed over the soles of her feet and her insteps. He put it down and picked up another one.
Even the thick-skinned Xu Qian blushed. She pulled her foot back and said, "Mr. Tang, I can do it myself."
"I'll do it."
The man gripped her ankle with some force, giving her no chance to retreat. He efficiently dried her other foot as well.
Xu Qian struggled lightly, wanting to break free from his control.
Her feet had never been meticulously dried by a man before...
Unexpectedly, the man put down the towel and instead held both her feet with his hands.
"Mr. Tang??" She thought he would let go after drying them.
The man lowered his head and asked in a deep voice, "What did you talk about when you went out?"
Xu Qian was taken aback and smiled, "What could we talk about? He was curious, and I couldn't tell him."
"Do you... want to be with Zhi Yuan?"
He seemed very concerned about this question, and the grip of his hands increased significantly.
The young girl burst into laughter, "Mr. Tang, don't forget, I have an official boyfriend. Even if I wanted to be with someone else, I'd have to break up first, wouldn't I?"
Her words didn't convey any important point, she simply didn't want to mention him.
"Be with me."
Xu Qian: ...
This man had asked twice today. Why was he so persistent?
"I will do my best to treat you well."
The man looked up. He wasn't wearing his glasses, and the emotions in his eyes were clearly visible.
Resolute, calm, but lacking much love.