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After confirming the partnership, although Ji An'an didn't know if it could be considered to be good, she was a bit more assured.

When the phone returned to her hands, she opened WeChat and the message inside constantly rang "Ding Ding".

There were job groups, friends, and family members.

She first replied to the urgent messages, then opened the chat windows one by one.

Teng Yiyang found that her attention was all on WeChat and didn't even see himself, who was still beside her, and immediately felt a bit upset.

He noticed that she was smiling and typing, and he wondered what was so funny about it.

Why do so many people like WeChat now?

When chatting with others, someone would often ask for his WeChat.

Last time, Secretary Yang even asked him if he wanted to register an account, which he rejected decisively.

He had always liked to talk directly to others through the phone or in person. He did not like this kind of conversation, and he was not a patient person. While he was waiting for a reply, he could always use it for a few more deals.

The only thing he wanted to do was to give his patience to Ji An'an.

It was texting her in the classroom while she was reading.

However, seeing how happily she was chatting, he felt an itch in his heart. Should he register as well?

He did as he was told, browsing the internet for the process, then immediately downloaded the registration.

If Secretary Yang found out that she was trying to communicate better with her business partners by saying that she wouldn't use the boss' WeChat, he would probably spit out blood just because he was jealous of his cellphone.

The people beside her didn't come to disturb her, so Ji An'an was engrossed in sending and receiving messages.

However, he didn't stay in peace for long. He directly put his hand on her cell phone and waved at her, "Enter your WeChat signal."

Before she could answer, he added, "In the agreement, I must have all your ways of communication."

Ji An'an frowned slightly. Was there such a thing?

There were so many terms in the agreement that she couldn't remember them all.

"Hurry up, do you want to delay the time? I don't mind. "

Just as he was about to retract his hand, she immediately took his phone and snappily said, "I didn't say that I wouldn't give it to you."

Seeing her lower her head and press down, Teng Yiyang smiled as if he got what he wanted.

Ji An'an poked at the interface as if it were his face, wishing she could poke two holes in it.

When she clicked add, she returned the phone to him.

he urged. "You pass quickly."

Ji An'an curled her lips, took the phone, clicked on the contact number, and saw the request. Only then did she realize that his nickname was his full name.

One could tell that it was his first time using it.

Teng Yiyang saw another contact, nicknamed Shuibao's Mommy, with a baby face, and recognized it as a picture of Shuibao.

Ji An'an felt that since he was here, she wouldn't be able to give him a proper reply.

No one knew where they had gone to create a world for her and Teng Yiyang, not even Nanny Lee in the kitchen.

Ji An'an stood up and walked straight into the yard. She remembered that she had to water the flowers and plants at this time of the year.

The tap and hose were still in their usual place, so she found them effortlessly. As she prepared to water them, another person appeared behind her.

"Are you done yet?" Ji An'an lost her patience. Holding the water pipe, she turned around and lost her temper.

What did this person want? Since the end of the meal, he had followed her the entire time. It was like a piece of candy that couldn't be removed no matter how hard he tried.

Teng Yiyang put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the back door. He was smiling so much that he deserved a beating, "This is my house. I'll go wherever I want to go. I just happen to want to come here to admire the flowers."

Ji An'an looked at the courtyard and closed her eyes. The corners of her mouth twitched, as she thought, "What the hell are you doing here?!"

"Fine, fine, fine. You give me your rewards, I'll give you my rewards."

The watering facilities here are old-fashioned and all manual.

When she bent down to turn on the tap, the water pipe in her hand changed its owner.

"Teng Yiyang!"

She was furious.

He scratched his ears and said innocently, "I know my name. You don't have to be so loud, I'm going to be deafened by you."

She took a deep breath and was about to snatch the hose back when there was an extra force on her wrist and he took her hand and pulled her to the side.

His eyes swept over her white dress. "Stand still and don't mess with me."

He let go of her hand and bent to turn on the tap.

Water gushed out of the pipe, and as he raised his hand, the water fell on the tea flowers in front of him.

The water pressure was so high that it splashed when it hit the ground.

Ji An'an looked down and saw that his custom-made shoes were stained with dirt. She glanced at her white shoes. If it was her own shoes, she would probably turn them into black shoes.

She was standing in the safety zone and was not affected.

Could it be that he took the initiative to water the flowers to prevent her from dirtying his clothes?

She suppressed the thought as soon as it floated in her mind.

This person wasn't so kind.

Since he was watering, it was useless for her to stay here, so she decided to return to the house.

But it was as if he had eyes on the back of his head, and as soon as she moved, the words came.

"Don't move. Stand still."

The commanding tone again.

Ji An'an really wanted to pick up a stone and throw it at him.

Who did he think he was? To make others listen to him whenever he wanted, it was not like he was a king or a general!

She did not intend to listen to him. She had only taken a step when she heard him say, "Help me straighten the hose."

Hearing her words, she looked towards the mass of water pipes on the ground and saw that some parts of the pipes had been twisted together and flattened. The water at the outlet had also become smaller.2

She couldn't help but suppress her dissatisfaction. She walked forward a few steps and helped to avoid the knot. Then, she helped him to follow the water pipe as he walked further away.

He looked back at her as he watered the plum.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the slender white figure lowered her head and earnestly held the water pipe. Occasionally, there would be a gust of wind blowing by, causing her hair to flutter.

Her facial features were gentle, her expression was calm, and her smile was clear.

This kind of scene gave people a sense of peace and serenity.

If it were not for the water pipe in his hand, he would have rushed forward to hug her, and keep her beauty forever in his bosom.

Half an hour later, Ji An'an stood in Teng Yiyang's room in frustration.

To be precise, it should have been her bedroom from four years ago.

When he had finished watering the flowers, he had dragged her upstairs with the excuse that her pants were dirty, so that she could find him a change of clothes. He had then plunged into the bathroom without giving anyone a chance to refute him.

Ji An'an wanted to leave, but the door was locked by him and the key was pulled out.

She could only unwillingly help him get his clothes.

He opened the wardrobe and found that it was still the same. It was always branded clothing, or custom-made.

She used to happily match his clothes, but now she was in no mood.

When she randomly picked up a set of clothes and was about to close the cabinet door, she suddenly remembered what else she wanted to take. She casually opened the drawer and revealed a whole row of underwear in a neat manner.

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