The little brother who passed the message to the mute grandpa just reported today. He's not a skilled fighter and only managed to make it to this entertainment hall doing "indoor work" after struggling against the big brother at the end of the street for three months. Before he could even warm the seat, he saw a person with a briefcase smiling and happily calling him to fetch Jiang Zong to meet someone.

The information provided by that person was incomplete. I thought I would be fired on my first day, so I nervously went to Mr. Ya's office and made up a story, saying, "Mr. Jiang, there's a client waiting for you downstairs."

Old Master Yan would never discuss business in a leisure hall, but upon hearing the messenger's report, he remembered the person in charge of a property named Putuo, Nankun. He was known to be quite carefree and didn't hesitate to make his way down there.

Pushing open the door, I saw a young man with long legs sitting inside. For a moment, I couldn't recognize who he was. Nervously, he squeezed his hands and unexpectedly rushed over, embracing me by the neck. His small hands reached around my neck and loosely fastened behind.

Master Ya's instinctive reaction was to shake off that hand and twist it until it snapped. But then, he heard a shout, "Angry Brother!" and his heart trembled.

Mr. Jiang, as the dumb one, can be called whatever you want. However, calling him by his name is not allowed, that's been his rule for all these years.

The only person who has ever called him like this wouldn't be here at this time, nor would they be hugging his neck so affectionately. He suddenly remembered that mb from last month.

"How did you come here?" The mute old man yanked him down from his neck.

"You didn't come to find me, so I had to come to find you myself," he looked somewhat aggrieved.

Unthinking, Jiang Nu blurted out, "Why don't you go find someone else?"

Gu Chencha looked at him with an injured expression, hands crossed behind his back. He timidly changed his way of addressing him, saying, "Sir, I really am not an MB. I didn't even know what I was supposed to do when I came that day. It was our teacher who arranged the part-time job for me. If..."

He thought for a moment, lowered his head and clumsily added, "If it weren't for you that day, I really would have left."

The mute old man did not show any reaction. He looked at him and waited to see what he would say next.

Gu Chencha trembled as she opened her mouth and cautiously looked up at him. "Can I, can I be with you, sir?" She was afraid that Jiang Nu would refuse, so she immediately added, "I haven't tried it before, only that day..."

He cleverly didn't say anything. Jiang Nu understood the situation of that day better than anyone else.

"But I don't know how to take care of someone," scolded him. This child seemed fearless, engaging in a logical argument with him.

"I don't need to be taken care of," Gu Chencha shook her head in response to his words. Her hair swung like a tambourine, revealing her forehead in a somewhat charming manner.

"What are you aiming for then?"

"I... I feel that I quite like you and want to be by your side. I don't mean anything else."

"Where can you go with me? You're just a clueless college student. Are you going to join me in killing and hacking or help me with business negotiations, or maybe manage my territory?" Jiang casually said two unreliable statements, not taking them too seriously. Finally, he added, "You're not a cellphone, I can't carry you with me while eating or walking, can I?"

Gu Chencha was amused by his words, as he listened to the manager's long-winded speech and learned a little about Jiang Nu's background.

He had never seen a real knife or gun before, but he felt that it was cool and handsome enough. In the past, as the class president, he dealt with the trivial matters assigned to him by the teachers, resolved conflicts between classmates in different departments, and listened to his father's complaints after drinking - he maintained a handsome appearance, but his life was very monotonous, and he always carried all the burden by himself.

There is a remarkable man here now. When he was violated by others, someone saved him and formed the most intimate bond with him. Not only is he exceptionally handsome, but whenever he envisions standing by his side, he is able to shoulder any responsibility. In that moment, he wishes to melt his heart and blend it into the man's body, disregarding everything else.

Seeing that the mute old man didn't get angry, she felt that she was different from those people. She stopped talking and suddenly closed her eyes, hugged his neck, and kissed him.

Old Yeh didn't even know where he got such a deep "interest" from. In order to avoid gossip, he casually wore it before leaving.

Gu Chencha's lips were like poisonous medicine, soft and resilient, as they rubbed against his Adam's apple and stubbly beard, moving affectionately towards his neck.

Grandpa Ya couldn't bear being hugged by him, so he pushed him away by gripping his shoulders and asked coldly, "Don't you remember pain?"

Gu Chencha was like someone who had just taken a bite of candy but had it snatched away. Wiping her mouth, she frowned and retorted, "It's not like you're the one hurting, so why are you complaining?"

After speaking, he moved closer and wrapped his arms around Yaya's waist, exhaling warm breath as he whispered in his ear, "Nu Ge, I like you."

Jiang Nu could only hear a loud bang in his head.