Chapter 5

Chapter 5

When I got home that night, the apartment was very quiet.

The rooms had been cleaned until not a speck of dust remained. The plants on the balcony had all been watered. The fridge was packed full.

Wei Che was like a Snail Maiden who had suddenly appeared in my life.

He had come, and then he was gone.

I sat on the sofa for a while, took a deep breath, then got up and took vegetables and meat out of the fridge. I set the wok on the stove and heated the oil.

I knew how to cook.

I was the one who had taught Wei Che. After he surpassed the master, he took over the kitchen completely.

But the Snail Maiden and the farmer had never belonged to the same world.

Life still had to go on…

The next day at work…

HR suddenly sent out a notice: the end of the workday was being changed to 5:00 p.m. Overtime was prohibited.

Everyone went wild.

“The legendary nine-to-five! I can’t believe I’m seeing it in my lifetime!”

“Overtime is banned! This is the first time I’ve ever loved a forced overbearing-CEO plotline this much!”

“President Li’s mouth may be toxic, but he’s handsome, and he’s actually doing something humane!”

I was excited too, but at the same time, I couldn’t help feeling a little suspicious.

It couldn’t be… because of me, right?

Because what happened yesterday made him feel guilty?

Was Li Chengfeng really that kind?

Whatever. Who cared?

Long live getting off work at five!

Hell yeah!

I’ll take it!

That afternoon, I brought some documents to Li Chengfeng. Just as I was about to leave, he suddenly said in a low voice,

“Sometimes, only when you bravely step outside do you realize it was never raining out there at all.”

I turned and glanced out the window.

“It is raining, President Li. You’d better not go out right now.”

His expression darkened, and he waved me away.

Similar things happened a few more times after that.

Usually when I was alone with him, he would suddenly open his mouth and recite poetry. Modern poetry, no less.

“A mistaken love is not love. It is the swamp of fate.”

“When will women be brave enough to say ‘no’?”

“A person can only save themselves!”

Every time, I looked at him with a complicated expression.

And he looked back at me with an equally complicated expression.

I thought he was a little perverted.

Even if he was trying to offer kind advice, it was still a little perverted.

Fortunately, aside from that, he stopped targeting me. He no longer deliberately piled extra work on me, and his words were no longer quite so venomous and cutting.

Even though the apartment after Wei Che left was frighteningly quiet…

At least my days at the company

were finally getting better again.