Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Out of the ten boys, there was one who stood out as the most well-behaved: Pei Ji.

He was twenty-two years old this year.

A sick mother, a cheating father, and a little sister still in grade school-his family situation was rough.

When I first got his file, it was like being struck by lightning.

Because he was unbelievably good-looking.

Deep-set eyes, a perfectly shaped nose, soft, delicate lips-every feature landed right on my heart.

“Why do you want to eliminate him?” I asked.

Mrs. Li pursed her lips. “Honestly, his background is one of the worst here. He’s a bit older, and sure, he’s handsome, but that’s all he’s got going for him. He has no foundation, no backing, and a whole mess of family issues. Training him would be a risk for the company.”

Pei Ji was discovered by a talent scout while he was handing out flyers on the street.

He heard that here, food and lodging were covered, training was free, and he’d even earn ten thousand yuan a month.

So of course he came.

After some discussion with Mrs. Li and the other shareholders, we decided to keep him.

And Pei Ji didn’t let us down-he performed impressively in the subsequent competitions.

Pei Ji was a grateful soul.

He told me I was a good person.

He wanted to repay me.

After one celebration banquet, he wandered into the wrong room.

Pei Ji’s face was flushed red, and he refused to leave my bed.

“Sister Xiaolan, you’ve been so good to me. How should I repay you?”

Honestly, I hadn’t been that good.

I just wanted to give every boy here a home.

He said he was hot and started undoing the buttons of his shirt.

“Do you prefer it when I call you ‘sister’ or ‘baby’?”

Oh my god.

I was terrified.

I’m a traditional woman. No man has ever said something so bold to me.

I waved my hand hastily. “Little brother, put your clothes back on and then we’ll talk.”

He flipped over on the bed, crawled toward me, and carefully placed his belt in my hands.

“Then I’ll call you ‘sister,’ okay~?”

I’m just too old-fashioned-never seen anything like this before.

I jumped in surprise.

“I chose to support you because I saw your potential, nothing else.”

His eyes brimmed with tears as he looked at me, pitiful and eager for my mercy.

“Really?”

“What if I said… I want more than just your support?”