Chapter Twenty-Two: Beginning Their Life Together

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Hearing my compliment, Ling Xuan immediately put on a stern face, glaring at me angrily and said with embarrassment, "Why don’t you just leave!"

"Actually, you look really good when you smile," I said with a slight smile, picking up the fake snake and the package, then turned to leave the office.

By this time, the other senior executives on the ninth floor had already left, and the bright corridor was quiet.

I opened the cardboard box and found that the fake snake was gone. At the bottom was some kind of sensor that would launch the fake snake as soon as the lid was opened.

This was probably a warning from the assassin organization!

It seemed they really had some strength—not to be underestimated! There was nothing I could do for now except be careful and hope Uncle Qi’s side would have results soon.

With Uncle Qi involved, I believed no organization was unbeatable.

After a while, I threw the package into the trash bin and knocked on the door, saying, "Miss, are you ready yet?"

"Come in."

I entered the office and saw that Ling Xuan had changed into a new white shirt.

"Miss, so you actually keep clothes in your office!" I said, shirtless, walking over to pick up my clothes, sniffing them and showing a faint smile.

"Creep!" Ling Xuan glared at me.

"Let's go! No more overtime for a while—go home early." I put on my clothes. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I still sensed Ling Xuan’s faint fragrance lingering on them—it felt very comfortable.

Ling Xuan didn’t insist either; she shut down her computer, and we left the company together.

I had planned to call Ling Xi to pick me up, but Ling Xuan found it troublesome, so we hailed a taxi outside.

When we arrived at Shangpin Residential Complex, I followed Ling Xuan into her villa. The interior was exquisitely elegant, looking upscale and spacious—about 120 to 130 square meters on the first floor, which included a large living room, kitchen and dining area, and two bedrooms.

On the way, I had asked Ling Xuan, who told me only the sisters usually lived here. Since Ling Xuan spent most of her time at the company and Ling Xi at school, they rarely needed to cook. They cleaned by themselves and didn’t hire a housekeeper. The lady I saw this morning was a part-time helper brought in on weekends.

I looked around and smiled, "This place must be way more comfortable than where I stayed. I wonder where you’ve arranged for me to stay?"

Ling Xuan pondered for a moment, then reluctantly said, "There are three bedrooms upstairs. My sister and I each have one, so you can take the remaining one."

My eyes lit up immediately—I hadn’t expected to sleep on the first floor; I thought I’d be assigned there!

Ling Xuan gave me a helpless glare and explained, "The rooms downstairs belong to my parents and grandfather. They occasionally come from the countryside to stay, so you can’t stay there. But I warn you, don’t get any ideas or else..."

I grinned mischievously, "Or else what..."

Ling Xuan stared at me for a while and, finding me impossible to handle, paused then said irritably, "If you want to chase after me, don’t make me hate you..." Suddenly realizing something, her face flushed red and she quickly turned and hurried upstairs.

I stood there stunned, watching her retreating figure, as if I’d understood something but wasn’t quite sure.

This girl wasn’t cold-hearted or foolish—she must be aware of my feelings, but...

I scratched my head, feeling I still couldn’t figure her out.

Turning to look, I saw the doors of the two adjacent bedrooms tightly closed. Later I learned that after the Ling Group went bankrupt, Ling Xuan’s parents, uncles, and grandfather mostly withdrew from business and returned to the countryside to recuperate. They sold the old large villa, and this smaller villa was purchased by Ling Xuan herself.

After walking around the first floor, I went up to the second floor. There was a small lounge, with the master bedroom on the right and two smaller secondary bedrooms on the left. All three doors were closed.

"Ling Xuan?" I called out.

"Go move your stuff over! Xi Xi hasn’t come back yet. I called her to come back," Ling Xuan’s voice came from the master bedroom on the right.

So, it seemed I would be staying in one of the two smaller bedrooms next to Ling Xi, that demanding little lady.

I greeted them and left the villa, returning to my rented place to pack up some clothes and shoes, carrying everything over in one go.

When I came back to the second floor of the villa, Ling Xuan was still inside the room.

I knocked on the door and asked, "Miss, which room should I sleep in?"

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Footsteps sounded inside, and then Ling Xuan opened the door.

To my surprise, her face was even colder and more arrogant than usual.

Well, I had thought her opinion of me had changed, but now she seemed even colder and more disdainful!

"You sleep in that room. The door isn’t locked. The key should be on the bedside table inside," Ling Xuan said stiffly, pointing inside.

"Oh!" I sized her up and smiled, "Miss, are you alright?"

"I'm fine!" Ling Xuan said coldly and slammed the door shut with a bang.

“Must be that time of the month,” I could only speculate with some malice.

I carried my clothes into the room, which was spacious, about ten square meters, with a thin blanket already laid on the bed.

After arranging my clothes, I went to move the training equipment over to the first floor.

The equipment was very heavy, weighing several hundred pounds each, something most people couldn’t move. Even I had to make four trips to get everything across. I didn’t bother moving other items like the computer, since I hadn’t given up the old place yet.

After placing the equipment, I went to the second floor and entered the shared bathroom off the corridor to wash my hands.

As soon as I stepped in, I froze. On the small clothes rack hung a pile of casual clothes for a young girl, including a full set of embroidered cartoon-patterned underwear.

On the sink sat a cute ceramic cup with similar cartoon embroidery, holding a toothbrush, and a towel with matching embroidery hung nearby.

A faint scent of shower gel filled the air, and the bathroom was spotless and pristine.

This...

Suddenly it dawned on me that the secondary bedrooms didn’t have attached bathrooms, meaning these clothes and toiletries belonged to Ling Xi. From now on, I would share this bathroom with her, and my toiletries would be kept here.

This was truly a first in my life!

Barely two seconds later, a wicked thought popped into my head.

I had no idea why these mischievous thoughts came to me all of a sudden—after all, it was my first time encountering such a scene.

Just then, the sound of a car came from outside the main gate downstairs, followed by a bang as someone got out, and the gate opened.

I realized Ling Xi had returned.

The villa’s gate allowed parking, but last night Ling Xuan didn’t want me to know where she lived, so she parked in the garage.

I quickly washed my hands and went downstairs, just in time to see Ling Xi walking toward me with a cute black double-strap backpack, full of youthful, trendy style.

"Hi, Xi Xi, you’re back," I said, waving cheerfully.

Ling Xi suddenly stopped and stared at me, then angrily shouted, "Pervert! What are you doing at my house?"

I smiled, "I told you—I’m your sister’s bodyguard. Of course, I have to live here to protect you all closely."

"You’ve been fired! You’re no longer my sister’s bodyguard! Get out of my house!" Ling Xi stormed up to me, glaring fiercely.

At that moment, Ling Xuan heard the noise and came running downstairs.

"Xi Xi, why are you back so late?"

"Sis, why did you let this pervert into our house?" Ling Xi immediately clung to Ling Xuan’s arm, glaring at me. "Didn’t you fire him this afternoon?"

I calmly sat down on the sofa in the hall and lit a cigarette.

Ling Xuan patted Ling Xi’s shoulder, smiling, "He’s a bit pervy, but he’s still a good bodyguard. Just ignore him."

She smiled.

I secretly watched Ling Xuan and realized it was rare to see her smile. But when she did, it was contagious, as if her icy exterior melted away, softening everyone’s hearts.

Ling Xi seemed to soften as well, her expression much calmer, but she still gave me a fierce glare before running upstairs.

I exhaled smoke and smiled, "Miss, I think you look good when you smile. Why don’t you smile more often?"

Ling Xuan stiffened her face, twisted her hips, and went upstairs.

I leaned comfortably on the sofa, feeling quite satisfied at the thought of living with two beautiful young ladies.

After finishing my cigarette, I went upstairs to find the bathroom door closed. I heard the washing machine running inside—apparently, Ling Xi had realized the awkwardness and was quickly washing her dirty clothes.

"Xi Xi, so diligent!" I said as I passed the bathroom door and returned to my room.

I checked my phone—it was already past ten in the evening.

At that moment, Qin Ruhua called to say they had arrived home safely.

A little later, the bathroom door opened. I grabbed some clean clothes and was about to shower.

Ling Xi came out with wet clothes in hand, glaring at me angrily. "What do you want?"

"To take a shower!"

"This is my bathroom. You go downstairs to wash." Ling Xi blocked the doorway.

"I’m too lazy to go," I said with a grin.

"You!" Ling Xi was furious, standing her ground and shouting, "You’re not allowed to use it!"

"Fine! Let’s see how long you can stop me." I leaned lazily against the wall, smiling at her.

Ling Xi glared at me, teeth clenched, cursing, "Stupid bodyguard! Smelly bodyguard! I’ve never seen such an arrogant bodyguard! I’m so mad! Hmph!"

After cursing, she turned and went to hang her clothes.

I laughed, feeling that living with beautiful women was definitely more interesting than living alone.

It was a pity Ling Xuan’s room had a private bathroom, so I couldn’t share with her—it would have been even more fun.

The next day, at dawn, I got up early.

The villa was quiet; Ling Xuan and Ling Xi were still asleep.

I went outside and ran ten laps, then returned to train.

Just as I was doing bench presses, Ling Xuan came down the stairs.

She was already dressed sharply in her work outfit, groomed and full of energy.

I stopped training, sat up, and smiled, "Good morning, Miss!"

Ling Xuan glanced at me hurriedly, then quickly looked away with a flicker of emotion.

At the time, I was wearing loose shorts and a tank top, exposing quite a bit of skin.

I raised my right arm, posed, and said with a smile, "Miss, do you think these muscles are sexy?"

Ling Xuan softly snorted and quickly walked into the kitchen.

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