Sometimes, mental attacks can break one's defenses more easily, just like how Wang Xing discovered his monthly salary is less than half of "Big Yellow's".

Initially, the two were planning to grab a meal, but after taking a stimulating call from a client, old Wang was out in no time.

Even though he only joined for a week, landing a deal as soon as possible would surely help him find footing at the company faster.

With a girlfriend by his side, he's no longer the lazy young man who used to just trade empty promises with his boss.

Seeing "Big Yellow", a dog, working hard to earn money for its owner, Wang Xing felt that as a human, he could tolerate losing to Su Qing, but losing to a dog, no way.

At five in the afternoon, Wen Nanqing came over with her daughter; as soon as the little girl entered, she politely greeted him with a "Hello, Uncle," and then darted into the dog house to drag "Big Yellow" out.

Almost instantly, we heard a woeful whimper from "Big Yellow", who, facing this sticky rice ball-like little girl, knew intuitively it shouldn't bite.

Luckily, the living room here is large, and with the landlord around, the two—a person and a dog—had all the space to frolic about. Soon enough, "Big Yellow's" freshly styled fur was adorned with rows of small elastics, making it look like a dog punk, prompting giggles from the little girl.

"Sorry to disturb you again," the landlady said somewhat embarrassedly as she accepted the warm water he handed over.

"It's fine, I never expected 'Big Yellow' would be so popular with kids," Su Qing said nonchalantly.

After all, he wasn't the one babysitting; he could naturally enjoy his relaxation.

Even the most obedient child is still in their people-vexing, dog-irking phase; it's better if someone else handles them. Thankfully, in his home, he has a dog babysitter.

"Oh, Wen, how did my boss convince you to buy a property and lease it to her?"

Seeing the person himself, he couldn't help but ask, especially since the two had quite a scuffle yesterday, and his shoulder still hurt.

"She said she wanted to rent next door, so I tried to figure something out; anyway, money in the bank keeps depreciating, might as well invest in real estate. I have some cash but lack the business acumen, so this is the only way I could think of; ahh, I really envy your boss's capability," Wen Nanqing explained to him, as it was agreed last night, not worrying about any slip-ups.

Upon hearing this, Su Qing was at a loss for words—does that even sound logical?

She says she has a little money, but is there some misunderstanding of the word 'little'? He visited next door yesterday; the area must be at least 150 square meters, more spacious than here, just not a duplex layout.

Such an apartment, excluding decoration, in Jiang City's real estate market, would cost no less than two million—this is called a little money?

Besides, who knows how many properties she owns? It's undeniable, whenever the stock market starts to show promise, just before getting exuberant, he gets hit with a setback. He suddenly understood Wang Xing's feelings just now.

It's worse than literally killing him.

"By the way, Su, you don't have a girlfriend yet, right? I think your boss is pretty good—beautiful and wealthy. If you can get with her, you'll save yourself decades of detours, right? Lady, I'm helping you out here, shouldn't you at least thank me?" Wen Nanqing tucked her hair to her ear and laughed softly.

Even though this woman already has a five-year-old child, she is utterly flawless herself—a head of black hair elegantly tied with a jade hairpin, a watercolor-themed long dress showcasing her grace.

Right-angled shoulders, butterfly back, an ant waist, a peachy bottom, slim legs, petite, slender yet not lacking where it matters, her mere lateral pose sitting gives her a woman's complete allure.

Because of this, Su Qing could only secretly shake his head with a sigh, thinking, 'Such a pity.'

Pity he doesn't possess "Cao's" ambition; otherwise, it wouldn't be impossible, besides he wouldn't dare mess with women without kids, let alone this one.

"Wen, give it up, don't you know my boss appears as a city diva but is actually a violent maniac, biting people for no reason, sharp teeth; I wouldn't dare have any improper thoughts, anyway we're just friends... Nevermind, she'll move in next door anyway, I guess I'll have to endure it."

He intended to say he met Shen Yi through a car accident, and actually didn't have much of a connection, nor was it that the boss fancied him. But considering why he should mention this to a landlady, he refrained.

But though unintentional, Wen Nanqing listened with interest, covering her mouth in disbelief, "She bites? No way!"

"Oh, yes she does," Su Qing replied, pulling his collar to show the bite marks on his collarbone, "Wen look, bitten yesterday, I'm covered in bruises, ugh, wondering when this end comes."

Upon hearing such words, if Wen Nanqing didn't know Shen Yi, she would definitely laugh and comfort him saying women biting indicates intimacy, but knowing each other for years, they know their mutual circles.

Ever since hearing Su Qing's name from Shen Yi's mouth, she knows this close friend might have the tendency to become an older woman devouring younger guys—seeing now, indeed, it's begun, gnawing away, preferring fresher prey?

"Gosh, such strength, is she crazy!"

Su Qing nods: "She is quite crazy, indeed women know women best; the description is vivid."

During their chat, he didn't notice Wen Nanqing's excitement; she couldn't wait to share this with Tang in the capital.

No wonder she didn't let me visit yesterday—secretly indulging.

Thinking of this, Wen Nanqing couldn't help usurp a chuckle—oh Shen Yi, your dark history has grown again.

"What, should I not rent it to her then?" Wen Nanqing tentatively asked.

Su Qing: "Please don't, it's not that necessary—besides, you've already signed the contract, relax, even though she's the boss, she can't really trouble me. I've trained in arresting skills, so there'll be no undue grievance; see, yesterday I slapped her down in one move."

"Where did you pin her down? Her waist, or her butt?"

Su Qing: "I..."

"Wen, you now seem incredibly gossip-minded."

Wen Nanqing: "What's there to be afraid of, no one else is here, hurry up and share."

Five minutes later, Wen Nanqing rolled her eyes with an unimpressed expression, "That's it?"

Su Qing: ???

Although the landlady looks very attractive, for some reason, he feels this landlady is somewhat unconventional—not in terms of conduct, just temperament-wise, how should one put it... She seems eager for him to do something outrageous to Shen Yi.

"Listen up, boy, you know, don't spoil a woman too much, you need to be firm when necessary."

"What? You think she's too aggressive? No, no, no, as a woman, I understand women better than you do, even if she's formidable, she's just a girl—if she's a girl, she can be wooed."

"Here's some advice, get some alcohol and make sure she's drunk—oh, by the way, what's your drinking capacity?"

"Three bottles? Not bad, you say beer? Oh dear, forget it, better just wash up and sleep!"

As the little girl and "Big Yellow" roll on the living room floor, Wen Nanqing suggests he regain manhood and secure his boss, but upon hearing his drinking capacity is merely three beers, she immediately dropped the idea.

Joking aside, as one of Shen Yi's closest friends, she knows very well this woman's drinking capacity—three beers, Shen Yi can drink him thrice over at least, so forget it.

Looking at the landlady in front of him, Wen Nanqing's elegant image as a lady from a distinguished family completely collapsed. If she got a perm and had a cigarette in her mouth, she'd be the perfect landlord lady, identities overlapping.

Seeing his dazed look, Wen Nanqing realized she had lost composure, and with a dry cough or two, she restored her original ladylike demeanor, saying, "Well, I'm just teaching you how to chase girls, got a bit carried away."

"I understand, I get it, thank you," Su Qing said helplessly.

What was this about? Why did he feel like the landlady was hiding something from him?

"Giddy-up, giddy-up, Da Huang, why don't you come home with me? We have meat, and fish, and I'll give you all my milk," the little girl sat on Da Huang, pretending to be a dog merchant, wanting to take Da Huang home.

Hearing this, Da Huang turned his head and barked: "Woof!" [No, your mom doesn't wear black stockings!]

Hearing this, Su Qing spat out the water in his mouth and coughed continuously, his face flushed red.

Seeing this, Wen Nanqing quickly patted his back and said softly, "Xiao Su, are you alright? Are you feeling any better?"

Su Qing waved his hand to indicate he was fine. Wen Nanqing then looked at her daughter and explained:

"Da Huang belongs to Uncle's house, he can't go home with us, okay?"

"But... but I want to play with Da Huang. Mom, why don't we let Uncle come to our house too?"

This time it was Wen Nanqing's turn to blush and cough repeatedly.

Su Qing patted her back and said, "It's okay, Wen jie, kids are just being kids, kids are just being kids."

At seven in the evening, the two beauties, one big and one small, were about to leave.

"Uncle, can I come to your house tomorrow to find Da Huang?"

"Of course you can, Xiaoyun can come anytime she wants," Su Qing squatted down and patted her little head, smiling.

No kidding, the little girl is really cute, no wonder so many people are doting fathers.

"Then we'll be off first, sorry to have disturbed you today. Xiaoyun, say goodbye to Uncle," Wen Nanqing said softly.

"Goodbye Uncle,"

"Goodbye Xiaoyun,"

Da Huang with his new fancy hairstyle barked: "Woof woof" [Don't come again, I beg you]

The little girl looked at him in confusion.

"Da Huang says he really likes you and hopes you come often," Su Qing laughed.

The little girl giggled, Da Huang continued barking.

Before leaving, the little girl stood awkwardly in place, unwilling to move, her little hands tightly clasped together.

"What's wrong? Do you still want to play with Da Huang?" Su Qing squatted down and softly asked.

Next to him, Wen Nanqing felt a bit awkward, given it was her child.

"Uncle, next Friday, we're having a performance at kindergarten, can you come with mom?"

"Xiaoyun, don't talk nonsense," Wen Nanqing's face changed as she stopped her, her voice not as gentle as usual.

In response, tears welled up in the little girl's big eyes, but she stubbornly refused to leave.

"Next Friday, Uncle has to work."

Hearing this, disappointment filled the little girl's eyes, and with an "oh," she was about to leave.

Seeing the little one so aggrieved, Su Qing, as if guided by some supernatural force, replied, "But if Xiaoyun invites me, I'll definitely go watch."

"Really?" The little girl looked up, full of surprise.

"Yes, don't worry, Uncle will definitely go then."

"Then let's pinky swear."

"Okay!"

Back home, Wen Nanqing looked at her daughter seriously and said, "Xiaoyun, you were not well-behaved today, do you know? Mommy is very upset."

"But... but I want Su Uncle, Da Huang, and Mommy to come see my performance," the little girl said aggrievedly.

"Mommy will go, won't that be enough? Su Uncle is a guest, we can't trouble guests."

"But all the other kids have fathers, only Xiaoyun doesn't, wah~~"

At that, the little girl burst into tears. In response, Wen Nanqing felt as if her heart was being gripped tightly, painful and aching. She blamed her failed marriage, unable to give her daughter a complete childhood.

"Alright, alright, didn't Su Uncle already promise you? Mommy, Su Uncle, and Da Huang will go together then."

"Mommy, are you not mad anymore?" the little girl choked out.

Wen Nanqing shook her head, how could she really be angry with her daughter? She could only sigh internally, knowing she was going to share a "man" with her sisters for a day.

On the other side, at 7:30, Su Qing and Da Huang showed up punctually at a restaurant entrance for a company gathering.

"Hey, is it private room 201 on the second floor?" Su Qing called Sun Mumu to confirm.

After getting a positive answer, he pushed open the private room door, and the next second, what greeted him was a dozen long legs wearing black stockings.

"Master Huang, please come in~~"

Da Huang: "Woof woof woof" [This is heaven, this is heaven!]

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