164: Chapter 164 You still have the nerve to talk to me about manners?

"Xia Ning, come out!"

Very soon, Xia Ning heard Qin Xun knocking on the door, the sound loud and clear.

She slid down, tucked herself into the quilt, and covered her head.

The voice outside remained distinct. "Xia Ning! If I don't beat the shit out of you today, I'll consider it a clean getaway."

Hiding under the quilt, Xia Ning kept her eyes open. The hot air she exhaled made the space humid, and her face grew hotter and hotter.

Apart from Niu Xiaojun, most of the people she had met since she was a child had quite high standards of conduct. Especially those men; they were gentlemen, one after another.

Who would ever point at her nose and curse? And talk about beating her until... she lost control of her bowels?

It was getting hotter and hotter under the quilt, making it difficult to breathe. Xia Ning threw off the quilt. A thin layer of sweat beaded on her face, and strands of hair stuck to her temples, making her look even more alluring.

Listening to the "thump-thump" of the knocking, she steeled herself and shouted, "Qin Xun, watch your manners!"

Outside the door, it went quiet. Immediately after, there was a violent sound of the doorknob being twisted.

"Xia Ning, do you still have the nerve to talk to me about manners?"

"You manipulative bitch, relying on your looks to seduce me first, nearly making me fall for your dirty tricks!"

"And now you're saying it was a test? Calling me a scumbag! Are you trying to pull a honey trap on me?"

Xia Ning leaned against the headboard, pulled her legs up, hugged her knees, and pressed her lips together tightly. She let him scold her without talking back.

She wasn't good at arguing to begin with, and besides... she was in the wrong today.

Outside the door, Qin Xun twisted the lock for a long time. Hearing no response from Xia Ning, he let go, his lungs feeling like they were about to explode with rage. He shouted at the door.

"I, Qin Xun, would rather remain a bachelor, stay a virgin my whole life, and die alone than ever take off a single piece of your clothing, Xia Ning."

Suddenly, the door opened! He saw Xia Ning standing behind the door. She glanced at him, then immediately lowered her head to look at the floor, like a child who had made a mistake.

She looked like she was ready to be beaten or scolded without fighting back. For a moment, Qin Xun didn't know what to do.

He had already scolded her enough. If he went any further with his language, he would have to start digging deep into Xia Ning's family tree, which would be rather unseemly.

As for hitting her, what if he made her cry? Wouldn't he have to comfort her then?

Xia Ning kept her head down, frowning. When she didn't receive a slap from Qin Xun, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief and bowed 90 degrees. "Qin Xun, I'm sorry!"

She remained bent over, looking at the floor with a respectful attitude. After a while, she heard Qin Xun speak, his voice much softer. "If apologies were useful, what would we need the police for?"

She straightened up, feeling her face burning. She looked at Qin Xun, her voice so soft it was barely audible. "Next week is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I... will go home with you."

Qin Xun was stunned. "Huh?" Xia Ning's eyes darted away, and she raised her voice slightly. "For the Mid-Autumn Festival, I'll pretend to be your girlfriend and go home with you."

Qin Xun, on the other hand, looked a bit embarrassed. He scratched his head, and after a moment, nodded gently. "Oh!" "I'll forgive you this time, but pay attention next time."

Xia Ning pursed her lips and replied softly, "Oh!"

Qin Xun turned around and walked toward the stairs. "Come down and eat. I made braised chicken feet with soft-shelled turtle today." "It's spicy and flavorful."

But he heard Xia Ning exclaim behind him. "You cooked Xiao Hei?"

Qin Xun turned back and saw a flash of pain on Xia Ning's face, suspecting she was an animal lover. "I cooked a soft-shelled turtle, not a puppy."

Xia Ning gave Qin Xun a calm look, turned, and walked toward the elevator. She pressed the button, the door opened, and she stepped inside. Qin Xun followed. The elevator door closed slowly, blocking Xia Ning's cold face and cutting off her slightly sorrowful gaze.

Qin Xun was completely bewildered and ran from the stairs to the living room. He saw Xia Ning standing in front of the fish tank, tapping the glass and teasing the soft-shelled turtle inside. Qin Xun was speechless.

"The Xiao Hei you were talking about is this turtle shell?" Xia Ning turned her head, a faint smile on her face. "Isn't it black enough?"

Qin Xun sneered. "You haven't developed feelings for a turtle, have you?"

Xia Ning turned to watch the turtle swim, her voice calm. "You were the one who prayed for blessings back then, saying 'a thousand-year turtle, a ten-thousand-year tortoise,' wishing for me to be as long-lived as it is."

"I thought you boiled it because you... had murderous intent toward me." Qin Xun sighed. "I'm just occasionally immoral; I'm not a pervert."

Xia Ning sat on the sofa, looking at the two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the coffee table, but there was no food. She looked up at Qin Xun. "Where's the braised chicken feet with turtle?"

But she saw Qin Xun look at the trash can with a speechless expression. Xia Ning followed his gaze. The braised chicken feet with turtle and the small green vegetables, dishes and all, were dumped into the trash can.

At this moment, she heard Qin Xun say, "Let me cook some noodles for you!" Xia Ning looked up at Qin Xun, narrowing her eyes slightly.

She heard Qin Xun ask again, "Do you want an egg?" She hesitated for a moment. "I do."

...

Two bowls of scallion noodles with poached eggs were soon served. The two of them ate in silence. Neither spoke. The atmosphere was strange.

After the meal, Qin Xun put down his bowl and chopsticks and went back to his room to play games. Xia Ning cleared the table and wiped it clean.

On days when the nanny wasn't there, the two had a clear division of labor: one was responsible for cooking, and the other for washing dishes. Xia Ning didn't know how to wash dishes. Fortunately, there was a dishwasher.

After finishing the housework, Xia Ning went to take a shower. There were two bathrooms in the villa. She and Qin Xun each used one, without disturbing each other.

In the bathroom, Xia Ning lay in the bathtub soaking. Steam rose, and soon her face felt a bit hot.

Suddenly, she lifted her arm to her nose and sniffed. "Creamy and fragrant?" "Is there?"

...

That night, Xia Ning didn't sleep well and had a night full of chaotic dreams.

The next day, the alarm clock rang. She opened her tired eyes and sat in front of the vanity mirror to put on makeup.

On her first day of work, Qin Xun had warned her that as an intern, she shouldn't dress more like a president than the president himself; she needed to be low-key. For these past few days, she had been dressing like a little assistant.

Now that she had become the head assistant and was to exercise the authority of a general manager, she could finally return to her original style of makeup and dress!

...

At 8:50 AM, the employees of Oak Company had mostly arrived and were chatting away.

"Why is everyone here so early today?" "I thought I was the only one who couldn't sleep; turns out you couldn't sleep either."

"Isn't it not considered late until 9:30? We're actually earlier than usual." "Hey! Xiao Zhang, are you trying to start working early? I'm reporting you for overtime!" "Work traitor, die!"

The atmosphere was cheerful. Just then, rhythmic footsteps came from the doorway, and surprisingly, amidst the noisy chatter, they reached everyone's ears.

Everyone looked up, their mouths wide open in surprise. Mi Xier had a soft, beautiful smile on her face, her steps were elegant, and she walked toward the vice president's office in high heels.

She was wearing a gray, tight-fitting, hip-hugging long skirt with a slit on the left side that went almost to the root of her thigh. As she walked, the hem of the skirt swayed back and forth, revealing a snow-white thigh intermittently.

Mi Xier had a graceful figure, a powerful aura, and the atmosphere of sexiness was maxed out. Mi Xier walked into the office, closed the door, didn't turn on the lights, and hid inside quietly.