CHAPTER 404: CHAPTER 404: I DON’T KNOW HOW TO CHEER PEOPLE UP, BUT I WANT TO CHEER YOU UP (PART 4)

Jianan’s heart tightened; He feared her gaze, too alluring, too tempting.

It made Him want to hold her in His arms, give her a lifetime of stability, an untroubled existence.

"Jianan, you don’t have to do this. I’m fine. You don’t need to cheer me up."

Her gentle voice was like March sunshine dissipating the night’s chill.

Jianan stood still, silent, looking at her for a few seconds before reaching out to hold her hand.

"I may not know how to comfort people, but I want to comfort you."

His deep voice resonated like the most pleasing cello sound. Yanxi’s eyes grew a bit moist, she bit her lip, looked down, and couldn’t help but smile.

Jianan took a step toward her, lifted her chin, with a mischievous grin on His lips: "Touched? If you are, how about pledging yourself to me?"

Yanxi: "..."

Go, go, go!

Can’t we just be moved for five minutes during such a romantic moment?

Jianan chuckled lowly, leading her into the villa.

Yanxi went for a shower, Jianan lay on the bed, His long legs crossed, looking at messages on His phone.

He not only asked Qiao Zi how to make an unhappy woman happy but also looked into possible unhappiness Yanxi might face at work.

It’s only been a few days, and in His territory, people have managed to upset His woman so much.

Yanxi’s job was personally arranged by Him, tailored to her profession. Jianan considered workplace nuances yet believed that with Yanxi’s quick tongue, she’s lucky not to rile others up, who could upset her?

But He forgot, while she could anger others, she also knew how to endure, if she chose not to argue, she could swallow everything down.

How could this be?

Jianan’s fingers moved slightly as He dialed Qiao Zi’s number.

Yanxi came out after her shower, still drying her hair, when she heard His familiar voice: "Yes, clear out a room next to your office tomorrow."

Yanxi paused, instinct told her Jianan was discussing her matters.

She hurried over, tugged at His clothes, shaking her head.

"Keep it like this."

Jianan hung up the call: "What’s wrong?"

"I don’t want to change jobs."

Yanxi realized she seemed somewhat anxious, paused, then calmly explained: "I feel quite good right now, my work fits well with my expertise, I don’t want to change."

Jianan squinted, crossing arms: "Being bullied into unhappiness is quite good?"

Being bullied into unhappiness?

Thinking of the candy earlier, of the current words, and the call just now, Yanxi suddenly understood, He thought she was unhappy because of workplace grievances?

Composing herself, Yanxi said softly: "Since you know I’m being bullied, do you know why?"

Jianan frowned, according to Qiao Zi, it’s because as a newcomer she’s bossed by senior employees, is there more to it?

"Actually, it’s not really bullying; it’s just she finds me annoying, because I look better than her. Should I ruin my looks to avoid trouble?"

As Yanxi spoke, she playfully blinked, Jianan’s originally furrowed brow suddenly relaxed, glancing at her with irritation.

Here he was discussing serious matters, and she was acting cute.

He tapped her on the head: "Yanxi, don’t you know shame?"