Little Sweet Secretary

Chapter 44

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The call was from Zhao Baili. Their company's software became popular suddenly, and the infringement and dispute issues that followed also increased dramatically. The company was expanding but training and recruitment would take time.

So Zhao Baili started with Shen Mi, and used Shen Mi's name to ask Xie Rongzhuo to borrow someone.

Xie Rongzhuo turned his head to look at Shen Mi who was sitting at the table in the courtyard and agreed.

When it comes to matters related to Shen Mi, Xie Rongzhuo would not refuse to help if he could.

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to help.

This girl is too strong-willed. If you want to make her happy, you not only need strong abilities, but also the ability to be roundabout and help her secretly in circles.

But it is precisely because of her character that Xie Rongzhuo has fallen into this situation.

What he likes is Shen Mi's energy.

If Shen Mi was a girl who pursued something for nothing, the love at first sight would eventually fade away with the passage of time.

Xie Rongzhuo has seen too many beautiful girls, and he doesn't need a vape wife.

*

Shen Mi was still recalling the day on New Year's Eve when Xie Rongzhuo carefully prepared steak stewed in red wine and a seafood dinner for her.

If a person doesn't eat something once, he may just not like it, but if he doesn't touch it every time, it is obvious that he doesn't like it or can't eat it.

And she was so stupid that she didn't realize that Xie Rongzhuo was allergic to these things, and she even fed him beef!

She is such an incompetent girlfriend.

Then I recalled the car lights outside the barbecue stall that helped light the way for her home, the square converted from the stinky ditch outside the community, and the bamboo forest mural on the wall opposite the balcony...

She is so stupid.

Shen Mi's guilt accumulated layer by layer, reaching its peak when he recalled the rash on Xie Rongzhuo's neck.

no!

No more cold showers for him tonight!

At least... he can't be asked to wash himself.

"… "

Shen Mi felt sad again.

She couldn't find any other way to make it up to Xie Rongzhuo.

No wonder Xie Rongzhuo suspected that she didn't like him.

After finishing the call, Xie Rongzhuo returned to his seat.

Seeing Shen Mi pursing his lips, lowering his eyes, twisting his fingers and keeping silent, he frowned slightly.

I've seen her being clever and weird and doing whatever she wants, and I've also seen her pretending to be dignified and nervous, but this is the first time I've seen her being quiet and silent.

Shen Mi was so immersed in her guilt that Xie Rongzhuo looked at her for a long time without noticing.

"Who bullied you?"

Xie Rongzhuo's voice sounded beside him.

Shen Mi came back to her senses and tilted her head to look at his handsome face. If there weren't other people sitting at the table, she would have rushed over to hug him.

She stretched out two fingers and gently pulled Xie Rongzhuo's sleeve. The corners of her mouth drooped and she whispered, "This is your home. Who dares to bully me?"

Xie Rongzhuo narrowed his eyes and looked at her intently for a few seconds.

"What about acting like a spoiled child?"

Shen Mi's ears felt hot, and she immediately let go of his sleeve, sat back in her seat, and looked around awkwardly to see if anyone noticed her.

Xie Rongzhuo leaned closer to her, lowered his head and looked dotingly: "You are not a child anymore, why do you still rely on others so much?"

Shen Mi: “…”

When the last dish was served, the old man came out and ordered the meal to begin.

"Beef with soy sauce! Mom and great-grandfather have beef with soy sauce!"

Shen Mi then noticed that the last dish was braised beef in soy sauce, and gave Xie Rongzhuo a questioning look.

Xie Rongzhuo squeezed her hand: "I told Dad that you like to eat."

Shen Mi looked at the old man.

The old man happened to be looking at them with a kind smile.

The left-behind child who had been ignored since childhood was suddenly valued by her boyfriend's family. Shen Mi's nose was sour and she suddenly didn't know what to say.

The last dish of the old man’s birthday banquet is his youngest daughter-in-law’s favorite. This is no longer a simple “dish” but an attitude.

After the birthday banquet, all the relatives and friends of the Xie family knew clearly the position of Shen Mi in Xie Rongzhuo's place.

It is speculated that the Xie family will have a happy event soon.

*

After dinner, Zhang Zhiqing suggested going to pick cherries.

Shen Mi remembered that Xie Rongzhuo loved to eat, so he immediately followed him.

The cherries at Xie Family Manor are growing very well this year. The clear, plump red fruits look particularly tempting under the sun.

Shen Mi filled the small frame in his hand, took a few more photos and posted them on WeChat Moments, then went home.

On the way back, Zhang Zhiqing had already started eating and glanced at Shen Mi: "Why aren't you eating?"

Shen Mi's face was tanned like a cherry in a frame. She smiled and said, "Xie Rongzhuo likes it. I'll take it back and eat it with him."

"Hey, did my uncle eat the cherries?" Zhang Zhiqing was a little puzzled: "I used to pick a lot of cherries every year, but he never ate them because he thought they were sour. How could they be sour? They are obviously sweet."

Shen Mi was stunned: "Xie Rongzhuo doesn't like eating cherries?"

Zhang Zhiqing bit the cherry and said vaguely: "I don't like it."

Shen Mi understood that Xie Rongzhuo gave the blueberries to her not because he liked cherries, but because he knew she loved blueberries.

Maybe children born in a normal family would not have such feelings, but Shen Mi was not like that. Not long after she was born, her family fell into poverty and had a lot of foreign debts. Blueberries in her hometown were expensive, so when she passed by a fruit shop, she only dared to take a sneak peek.

Whether it is Western food, seafood, or expensive fruits, Shen Mi is not pursuing the satisfaction of her appetite. Her obsession is that one day she can rely on her own efforts to gain the freedom to enjoy the delicacies she longed for as a child.

Xie Rongzhuo carefully discovered what she was thinking and gave her everything she wanted carefully and quietly.

His love is never just lip service.

*

The car stopped at the entrance of the alley.

Zhang Zhiqing pointed across the street and said, "I'm going to buy some cakes. Mimi, wait for me."

Shen Mi put down the cherry: "I'll go with you."

"Walk!"

Walking into the dessert shop, Zhang Zhiqing took out a box of matcha cake and said, "Give it to grandpa to try. He can't eat too many sweets." She also took out two boxes of snow meringues and said, "This is for my uncle."

Shen Mi silently put down what he was holding.

Zhang Zhiqing: "Take another box of tiramisu and give it to my dear aunt."

Shen Mi took her hand: "Thank you."

"People's tastes do change. My uncle didn't like desserts before." Zhang Zhiqing recalled, "It seems that after he came to my birthday party four years ago, he became particularly fond of snow meringue."

She turned her head and looked at Shen Mi: "Do you think he ate six in one go because he saw you eat them?"

Shen Mi corrected: "It's five."

"Five is not a small number!" Zhang Zhiqing opened her eyes exaggeratedly: "You also ate two steaks! A box of blueberries! A cup of hot cocoa!"

Shen Mi cleared his throat: "You remember all this."

Zhang Zhiqing took the cake and went to pay the bill: "I don't want to remember it, but several young men are paying attention to you and counting beside you."

"… "

Shen Mi was so embarrassed that her toes dug into the ground: "Then you didn't tell them that I didn't eat for two meals that day. I was too hungry. Isn't it like this usually?"

"You want me to tell my uncle?"

Zhang Zhiqing picked up the cakes and looked as if she knew what she was thinking: "Don't worry, your uncle won't dislike you." She blinked and lowered her voice: "He broke his vow for you."

Shen Mi's cheeks suddenly turned red: "It's not broken!"

Zhang Zhiqing: "I saw it all, uncle took off your clothes-"

Shen Mi covered her mouth with his hand: "It's broken, it's broken, don't say anything."

*

When the old man saw the two little girls coming back laughing, he put down his chess piece, smiled at Xie Rongzhuo, and said, "It seems that the cherries this year are very sweet."

Xie Rongzhuo looked at Shen Mi and said with a double meaning: "It is indeed very sweet."

The old man picked up the teacup and said, "No more, no more. It's boring that you always give in to me."

Xie Rongzhuo raised his eyebrows: "You figured it out."

Old man: "You are my own child, how could I not know your ways?"

Xie Rongzhuo did not comment.

"So what does Dad think I am doing this time?"

The old man sneered: "I am better than you at coaxing my wife. Your mother has neglected me for her career, but I just go along with her and let her do what she wants."

Xie Rongzhuo: "So you agree?"

Old man: "Shen Mi is still young, I won't rush you. Three years, three years later, I can see you get married, right?"

Xie Rongzhuo curved his lips and said, "It won't take that long."

The old man said with satisfaction: "It's up to you. Give me Shen Mi's preferences and birth date, and I'll match them up for you. If they don't match, ask a master to fix them."

This means that even if it doesn't fit, it has to fit.

When the old man was young, he was full of passion and believed in nothing. As he got older, he gradually became more Buddhist.

Xie Rongzhuo agreed with the old man: "Okay."

The old man said: "Three years have passed in a flash, and it's time to put custom wedding clothes on the agenda. We'll hold both Chinese and Western weddings. It's up to you to hold a Chinese wedding at home or to host a banquet for friends in Suicheng. I'll find someone to arrange it, so you don't have to worry about it."

Xie Rongzhuo: "Okay."

The old man said: "You should discuss this matter with Shen Mi. Marriage is a matter between the two of you, and you must respect her wishes."

Xie Rongzhuo: “Yeah.”

The old man cares more about traditional rules: "If you come to propose marriage, you can't treat the girl badly with the betrothal gift..."

Xie Rongzhuo: "Let's skip this step."

The old man paused, then understood: "Your third aunt has no children and has always wanted a daughter. I think she and Shen Mi get along well. Then, it will be the same as Qingqing's wedding, and your third aunt will send her off."

Xie Rongzhuo: "Okay, I'll find time to talk to Shen Mi."

"Shen Mi is a good girl, treat her well."

"Know."

*

Zhang Zhiqing walked towards the coffee table in the courtyard with some snacks in her hand and called to Xie Rongzhuo's room, "Mi Mi, come out and have some cakes."

“Here I come.”

Shen Mi put down the cherries, washed his hands, wiped them with water and walked towards the coffee table.

There is a small tea shed in the courtyard, surrounded by green plants. When the weather is fine, the old man likes to sit here and bask in the sun.

After sitting down, the old man looked at Shen Mi and asked, "Are you used to going to Suicheng?"

Shen Mi nodded while holding the teacup: "It's a habit. Thank you for your concern, uncle."

The old man saw her embarrassment and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter what you call him now. In a few years, when you marry Rong Zhuo, you will have to follow him and call him dad."

This means... that he agrees with her being with Xie Rongzhuo? !

Shen Mi smiled with curved eyebrows and nodded obediently: "Yeah, yeah."

The old man said: "You are the same age as Qingqing, but you are many times more sensible than Qingqing. It is her blessing to have a friend like you."

Shen Mi hurriedly said, "Don't say that. Qingqing is smart and righteous, and has helped me a lot. She is just too well protected by you. With a grandfather like you to spoil her, she doesn't need to be so sensible."

Zhang Zhiqing nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice: "That's right, Mimi still understands me!"

The old man: "Look, you can't brag about it."

Zhang Zhiqing: "That's right. Grandpa saved so much money for me, and I don't know what to do with it."

Shen Mi: "Actually, I don't know what I should do. It seems like I've been studying just for the sake of studying, running around all day, and making money just for the sake of making money. My childhood ideals have become blurred."

Grandpa: "Young people will have a period of confusion. They want to do what they want to do, but they don't know what they want to do. They won't turn back until they hit the south wall, and they won't give up until they see the Yellow River. Only when they hit the wall, will they understand what they want. People have to survive and struggle. It's impossible for everyone to treat their hobbies as work. Ideals and reality will always conflict."

Shen Mi seemed to understand.

It’s not that her ideals were blurred, but that her ideals conflicted with reality. She subconsciously chose to face reality and give up her ideals.

*

Return to the room.

Xie Rongzhuo looked at Shen Mi and asked, "What do you want?"

Shen Mi stared at Plato's "The Republic" on the table.

She wanted an ideal country.

And Xie Rongzhuo is her utopia.

Shen Mi looked at the man in front of him: "I want you."

There was a moment of silence, then Xie Rongzhuo suddenly lifted her up and put her on the desk. His expression was calm, but there was desire in his eyes.

"Want me?"

Shen Mi met his eyes.

"want."

This is where Xie Rongzhuo lived since childhood.

Every corner of the room bears traces of his growth. And now, there is another girl who will spend his life with him.

He wanted this girl to be his woman.

The doors and windows were closed, and Shen Mi's underwear was scattered on the table.

Xie Rongzhuo took a cherry and fed it to her.

Shen Mi's body froze, and he lowered his head in shock, watching him put the cherry into his mouth again.

She bit her lip and lowered her eyes to look at his soft black hair.

Xie Rongzhuo ate very slowly. It took him ten minutes to bite a small cherry.

Shen Mi couldn't sit still and leaned back, and was caught in Xie Rongzhuo's arms. He supported her back, lifted her chin and bent down to kiss her.

Shen Mi tasted the sweet and salty taste on his tongue, as well as the sweetness of cherries.

He opened a drawer, took out a small box, opened it, and put it on.

In the past few days, Shen Mi has understood the beauty of this matter and is not so afraid anymore.

It was still daylight outside, and the environment heightened the tension.

Xie Rongzhuo was tall and straight, and Shen Mi couldn't handle him.

One wants to go in but can't, the other wants to vomit but can't.

Xie Rongzhuo leaned against her and whispered in her ear, "Let me in."

Shen Mi turned his face away: "Then go slowly."

"Um."

Xie Rongzhuo stared at her face without blinking, and squeezed in forcefully yet gently.

Shen Mi closed his eyes.

Her senses were magnified, and Xie Rongzhuo's heartbeat was very strong in her body, beating again and again, deafening, as if it was about to explode.

She tilted her head back, tears in her eyes.

"Is your hand okay? Does it hurt?"

Xie Rongzhuo ignored his hand.

"Does it hurt?"

Shen Mi shook her head. This was still within her tolerance range.

"Is ten minutes enough for you?"

Xie Rongzhuo: "Not quite enough."

Shen Mi cried out, her voice cracking a little: "How long are you going to stay?"

Xie Rongzhuo: "It feels like it will be very fast."

It’s very fast indeed.

But he soon became full of life and stayed longer and longer.

Should it be thirty minutes? It seems more than that.

He must have specifically checked the relevant video materials and did a good job. Shen Mi didn't have the energy to keep track of the time and stopped urging him. He looked up at the fluttering curtains, and his voice was intermittent.

"Master."

Xie Rongzhuo stared at her slender neck and said, "Call me something else."

Shen Mi lay on her back in his palm, her long hair falling on the table. The sunlight came in from the window, and her shadow swayed on the floor. It was hard to tell whether it was the shadow of the tree or her figure.

She changed her words: "Boss."

Xie Rongzhuo tried hard: "Change the word."

Shen Mi knew which word he was referring to, but she couldn't say it out loud. His move made her feel extremely happy.

*

Night falls.

Shen Mi fell into Xie Rongzhuo's arms and raised her face to admire her boyfriend's beauty.

She reached out and poked Xie Rongzhuo's delicate jaw, praising him even as she breathed weakly, "Cold beauty."

Apart from his breathing, Xie Rongzhuo's hair was not messy, his shirt was neat, and his suit and tie were appropriate.

He lowered his eyes to gaze at her face and said, "Not as beautiful as you."

Shen Mi turned his head to look at the figure walking outside the window and pushed his shoulder: "Go out."

Xie Rongzhuo whispered: "Wait a little longer."

The author has something to say:

After a search on Baidu, I found that people who should not eat cherries include diabetics and people with excessive internal heat.

It fits Uncle Xie's recent symptoms very well (.