A luxurious private vehicle drove into the Jingrong Villa District and slowly parked in front of a beautifully decorated small villa.

The driver, Li Yao, glanced at the man who was resting with his eyes closed in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and turned his head, saying, "Sir, we have arrived at home."

After a while, a faint response came from the back seat, indicating a man's presence.

Luo Beiqiao opened his eyes, rubbing his heavy forehead. He frowned slightly, appearing a little uncomfortable.

Upon seeing Li Yao's condition, he immediately said, "You haven't been resting well these past few days, and your recurring headaches have returned. Maybe you should go to the hospital and get it checked?"

"No need, I have medicine at home. I'll rest for a while after taking it," she said, then she pushed open the car door and got out.

Li Yao watched as the person entered the villa before driving away.

Luo Beiqiao casually pulled off his tie and tossed it onto the armrest of the sofa. He rummaged through the small drawer of the coffee table and found a painkiller.

After taking the medicine, he lay on the sofa and rested for a while before getting up and heading to the bathroom.

'……'

Su Miao, who was eager to deliver the goods, hurriedly ran towards the school gate as soon as class ended.

In high school, the workload is heavy. After school, there is only one hour to go home and have dinner. After finishing dinner, there is still the need to go back to school for two evening self-study sessions. Although it is called self-study, in reality, it is the teachers who are giving lectures.

Su Miao specifically rented a small rental house near the school, just to store all the precious items in his shop.

As he ran towards the rental room, he took out his phone and dialed a number. "Hello, Mom, I won't be coming home for dinner. Yeah, I have a lot of homework."

"Then buy something you like yourself." Ji Qing felt sorry for her son. She knew how tough it was for him in his third year of high school. Over the phone, she reminded him, "Don't make do with just anything for the sake of studying. Don't eat bread or instant noodles, which lack nutrition..."

"Ah, Mom, I can't talk anymore. I won't be able to finish my homework if I keep talking." As they arrived at the rental house, Su Miao lied without a hint of shame, interrupting his mother's nagging and saying, "Mom, I have to go now. You should hurry up and have your meal, bye." Without giving Ji Qing a chance to speak, he hung up the phone.

Ji Qing sighed and shook her head while holding her phone. She took out several plates and divided the dishes into two portions.

Su Miao carefully packed the goods in accordance with the order list, double-checked everything, and then carried the large box out of the door.

Jing Ronghua Garden is neither far nor near from here. Time is already limited, so Su Miao hailed a taxi and headed straight there.

The taxi driver, an older gentleman, couldn't help but strike up a conversation when he saw Su Miao, who was good-looking and wearing a school uniform. He asked, "Hey, young student, are you from Yizhong High School? Are you heading home after school?"

"Yeah, Uncle," Su Miao didn't explain much either, just smiled and nodded.

The middle-aged driver almost had his eyes dazzled by Su Miao's laughter. He couldn't help but exclaim, "How do kids these days grow up? Boys even look fairer and more attractive than girls."

"Suo Miao rubbed his nose and clutched the box tightly in his arms, truly unsure of how to respond."

Fortunately, the middle-aged driver wasn't too concerned about this issue. He changed the topic and the two of them continued their conversation.

By the time Su Miao arrived at Jing Ronghua Garden, it was almost 6:30 p.m. She paid the fare and got off the car, quickly calculating the time.

It shouldn't take long to deliver the goods. I can just wait for him to come out, take a taxi, and definitely make it back before the evening study session begins.

The Jingtai Royal Garden truly lives up to its reputation as the playground of the wealthy. Rows upon rows of exquisite villas, each more beautiful than the last, adorned the area. The surroundings were especially picturesque.

The specific delivery address was Building 13 in Zone C. Su Miao walked and looked around, and quickly found it.

As a shopkeeper and occasional deliveryman, there is no doubt that he excels in handling customers.

Su Miaoyang placed the suitcase by the door, then raised a polite smile and proceeded to ring the doorbell.

The doorbell rang once, but no one came to answer the door.

Could it be that the client is not at home?

Su Miao scratched the back of his head and pressed it again. After the doorbell finished ringing, no one came to open the door.

It was already getting late, so Su Miao decided to simply leave his things with the security guard at the gate. Just as he bent down to pick up the suitcase, there was a sharp "click" and the door opened.

Su Miao stood up straight, with a smile on his face, about to speak. However, upon seeing the man standing in front of the door, he was slightly taken aback and became speechless for a moment.

The man in front was mature and stern. He seemed to have just finished showering, wearing a loose white bathrobe with the collar wide open, revealing a well-defined and firm chest. His messy hair had droplets of water, and his thin lips and high nose gave him a particularly sexy and charismatic look.

What does it mean to be visually appealing? This is it!

Su Miao was so engrossed in watching that he momentarily forgot that he had come to make a delivery.

His mind was filled with nothing but grades, incessantly whirring.

Extremely attractive! Perfect physique! Exquisite temperament!

Su Miao has always found mature men to be very attractive. As she looked at Luo Beiqiao at this moment, the only words that came to her mind were "Heavenly Being."

When Su Miao thought about the client mentioning earlier that her boyfriend wasn't satisfactory in that area, she felt that it was truly a waste of natural resources.

Su Miao couldn't help but sigh inwardly and thought to himself, "Indeed, the heavens are fair."

After coming to his senses, he immediately extended the box in his arms forward and politely said, "Hello, sir. This is your delivery. Please sign for it."

Luo Beiqiao glanced at the box in Su Miao's hand. On the top of the box, there was a shipping list, and in the written column, it said "study supplies".

"You sent the wrong thing." He stated expressionlessly, "I have never bought any study materials."

Su Miao thought to himself, "Of course you haven't bought any study supplies before. This is something your girlfriend bought for the sake of your sexual happiness, following my advice."

He thought it was probably because the young lady customer was a little shy, so she didn't tell her boyfriend that she had bought these things.

"Hello, sir. This is a gift your girlfriend bought for you. She might not have had a chance to inform you yet. You can go ahead and accept it, and then ask her about it later."

"You’ve sent it to the wrong person."

Luo Beiqiao's eyebrows slightly furrowed, seemingly a bit annoyed, as he took a step back, intending to directly close the door.

One step ahead of him, the suitcase fell with a "clang" inside the door, right at his feet.

Luobeiqiao's hand holding the doorknob paused, completely unexpected that Su Miao would pull such a move.

Su Miao felt a little embarrassed himself. After all, it was someone else's home, and he couldn't help but feel a little impulsive.

"Sir, I didn't lie to you," Su Miao stared directly at the man's cold face in front of her, "This really is your girlf..."

"Take it." His words were interrupted by Luo Beiqiao before he could finish speaking.

Luo Beiqiao's face turned gloomy, displaying a complete lack of friendliness towards Su Miao.

Su Miao sighed and clapped his hands, it seemed like he couldn't hold back anymore.

The customer doesn't believe what he says, so he can only prove it through his actions.

Ignoring what Luo Beiqiao said, Su Miao sighed and stooped down, burying her head to start unpacking the boxes.

"Tch, you don't believe me? Still showing such a fierce expression. I'll open this box and smack you in the face in no time!" He muttered under his breath as he continued to unpack, completely treating the man beside him as if he were air.

Luobeiqiao furrowed his brows, watching Su Miao's movements, as if he felt a headache coming on again.