Farewell, Chen Hao, May You Return as a Security Guard After Half a Lifetime

Weekend.

At the Jiang Family Villa.

Yu Wan'er, having just finished breakfast, sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing only a white spaghetti-strap nightgown. The adorable bear-themed pajamas that Sister Yao Yao had bought for her had already met their tragic end.

Her short legs were bare, and her small feet were fair and smooth, with toes as round and delicate as fine art. If not for the occasional blink of her eyelashes, one might have mistaken her for a lifelike doll.

[No, I can't keep going on like this. I'm turning into a complete waste.]

Yu Wan'er could clearly feel herself becoming more and more useless.

[No, Sister Yao Yao, you have to come soon.]

She felt she had to do something. Ever since that afternoon when she parted ways with Ye Mengyao, she hadn't exchanged a single word with her online.

She was too embarrassed. After all, she had stolen her best friend's man. Even though Sister Yao Yao seemed to be quite forgiving, Yu Wan'er still felt too ashamed to face her.

After much deliberation, she finally sent Ye Mengyao a message.

[Sister Yao Yao, I miss you.]

Ye Mengyao replied instantly!

[My dear Wan'er, what's wrong? Has Jiang Che been bullying you these past few days?]

[Sister Yao Yao, he hasn't been bullying me. I just miss you...]

[Wan'er, wait for me. I'll be there soon.]

Just as Yu Wan'er secretly sought external help, Jiang Che walked up to her.

"What are you thinking about?"

He no longer used his "Heart-Reading" skill to eavesdrop on Yu Wan'er's thoughts. After all, knowing everything would take away a lot of the fun.

Especially with Yu Wan'er, this little loli. You could never guess what was going on in her mind. The unknown was always the most intriguing.

"I called Sister Yao Yao over," Yu Wan'er said, lowering her head after speaking.

"Then I'll have Aunt Chen prepare more food for lunch."

Jiang Che reached out and ruffled Yu Wan'er's fluffy little head. Petting her was even more addictive than petting a cat.

"Stop touching my head! I won't grow taller if you do!"

Yu Wan'er bared her teeth at Jiang Che, her tiny fangs looking quite menacing.

"Pfft... You're already 19. You've already developed everything you're going to. You'll probably never break 4'11" in your lifetime."

What's wrong with being an adorable, legal loli?

Jiang Che had hit a nerve. Yu Wan'er absolutely hated it when people called her short.

"So what if I'm short now? Who says I can't grow taller? Haven't you heard the saying, 'You can still grow in your early twenties, and even more in your mid-twenties'?"

Jiang Che coughed lightly, glancing down at Yu Wan'er, and teased, "I doubt it!"

"Jiang Che, you pervert! Get lost!"

Yu Wan'er felt like she had the worst luck in the world to have met Jiang Che, and to have ended up on his "ship of doom."

Jiang Che, looking at the little loli who was now fuming, felt incredibly pleased with himself.

......

After teasing Yu Wan'er, Jiang Che headed out.

He was going to pick someone up. But who?

Of course, it wasn't Ye Mengyao. It was Qin Qiaoqiao.

Qin Qiaoqiao had made a deal with her parents. During the week, she was a good girl, living with her parents while attending school. But on weekends, she would go to see her senior, Jiang Che.

Yu Wan'er was at home!

Ye Mengyao was likely coming over for lunch, and Qin Qiaoqiao was on her way too.

...

They say money nurtures people, and that's certainly true.

Jiang Che drove his Maybach, enjoying the breeze and smoking a cigarette, feeling utterly relaxed.

He arrived at the entrance of Qin Qiaoqiao's residential complex.

The high-end Maybach pulled up to the gates of Qin Qiaoqiao's neighborhood, but as soon as he reached the security booth... he couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Hey, security, open the gate!"

No mistake!

The security guard at the gate was none other than... Chen Hao!

This guy had been fired from his job as a school security guard, then worked as a security guard at Gu Lingfei's Company, only to have his position taken by Su Han. And now, he had somehow ended up as a security guard at Qin Qiaoqiao's residential complex.

Was this guy obsessed with being a security guard or something?

"It's you again?"

The moment Chen Hao saw Jiang Che, his blood boiled.

Why did he have to run into him again?

"Hey, old man, can you hurry up and open the gate? I'm here to pick up my girlfriend!"

Hearing the word "girlfriend," Chen Hao grew even angrier.

Qin Qiaoqiao was the one he had his eyes on first. The only reason he had taken this job as a security guard in this neighborhood was to be closer to her.

The highlight of his day was waiting for Qin Qiaoqiao to leave for school in the morning and return in the evening, just so he could catch a glimpse of her.

"No! You're not a resident of this complex. I can't let you in!"

Chen Hao stood his ground. He had been pushed around by this guy too many times. It was time to stand up for himself.

Before Jiang Che could say anything, a cheerful voice called out from a distance.

"Senior Jiang Che!"

Qin Qiaoqiao naturally recognized Jiang Che's Maybach, especially with its bold license plate number: 99999.

Jiang Che got out of the car and looked toward Qin Qiaoqiao.

Qin Qiaoqiao was accompanied by Wang Lili and Qin Shou. Seeing their daughter throw herself into Jiang Che's arms, their faces darkened.

Although they had already made an agreement with their daughter, seeing this scene still made their hearts ache.

"Qiaoqiao, slow down..."

But Qin Qiaoqiao couldn't care less. With her backpack still on, she leaped into Jiang Che's arms, clinging to him like a koala.

She sniffed at Jiang Che's chest like a puppy. For a girl deeply in love, being apart for over a week was pure torture.

What's more, she knew very well that Jiang Che wasn't just hers—there was also Ye Mengyao... So she often lay awake at night, secretly stewing in jealousy under the covers.

Wang Lili was annoyed just looking at Jiang Che, but there was nothing she could do. After all, her daughter had depression. If she wasn't allowed to see Jiang Che, who knew what dangerous things she might do?

Qin Shou grabbed Wang Lili's arm. "Let it go. Let's head back home."

Wang Lili was furious, but all she could do was vent her frustration helplessly.

Meanwhile, Chen Hao couldn't sit still. Jiang Che had come to Qin Qiaoqiao's home to pick her up.

"Uncle, Auntie, aren't you going to do something? Jiang Che is practically stepping all over you!"

Wang Lili frowned and glanced at Chen Hao.

She had been keeping a close eye on her daughter lately, personally driving her to and from school every day. Naturally, she knew about this security guard's inappropriate feelings for her Qiaoqiao.

Jiang Che stealing Qiaoqiao away was one thing, but who the hell did this guy think he was?

A mere security guard, daring to covet her daughter?

"None of your business! Just do your job and guard the gate."

Chen Hao: "......"

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