chapter 7
Half a month passed living a life where clothes appeared with a stretch of the hand and meals arrived with an open mouth.
Zhou Yanchen had returned to work mode.
Before his business trip, he put a sports watch on my wrist, saying it was a gift he had specially picked out for me.
I scratched my head, feeling that giving me this watch was a bit of a waste.
After all, I’m not fond of exercise.
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The day after Zhou Yanchen left, I sat at the empty dining table and, for some reason, felt a bit lonely.
So I asked the Butler to have my meals delivered to the small sitting room in the bedroom.
For several days in a row, I holed up in the bedroom.
This kind of heavenly life, where I don’t have to rush around looking for a job during the day or do housework at night, I could live for ten thousand years.