Oh my, Sister Nan pulled a little trick.

Chen Che insisted that they must bring a gift.

Qin Yanan said that just buying some fruit at the supermarket would be enough.

At first, Chen Che was reluctant; after all, if a gift was not presentable, it would honestly be better not to give one at all.

However, after finally accompanying Qin Yanan to the supermarket and seeing the prices of those fruits, he felt like crying his eyes out.

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Shine Muscat Grapes: 988 RMB / box.
Gualu Lychees: 299 RMB / 6 pieces.
Aque Apple: 479 RMB / box.
Manuka Honey: 2,999 RMB / 500g.
Black Thorn Musang King Durian: 1,399 RMB / piece.
Chilean Cherries: 649 RMB / box.
15-Year Russian Sturgeon Caviar: 960 RMB / box.
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He had long heard of the BHG supermarket at Beijing SKP, but this was truly his first time browsing it.

Sister Nan's daily life, my dream.

Walking ahead, Qin Yanan placed two bottles of a2 milk into the shopping cart, grabbed her handbag, and said softly,
"Alright, that should be it."

Australian imported a2 whole milk cost 169 RMB per liter; this kind of milk was basically meant to be bought and consumed on the same day.

Seeing Qin Yanan pick up two bottles of milk, Chen Che felt even more apprehensive. He leaned over and asked softly,
"Should we buy two bottles of wine? Does your uncle drink alcohol?"

Inside the Hualian supermarket, since it was past eight o'clock but not yet peak business hours, there were only scattered customers around.

Wearing high heels, graceful, tall, sexy, intellectual, and full of poise, Qin Yanan looked like a crescent moon.

She seemed completely out of place with the ordinary surroundings.

She made everyone else pale by comparison.

Even though the customers who could shop at BHG were somewhat wealthy, Sister Nan's head-turning rate was still off the charts.

Qin Yanan was the quintessential great beauty, an absolute crane among chickens as she walked through the crowd.

At this moment, Chen Che was merely the green leaf setting off the other flower, a bit slender in build with practically zero aura to speak of.

He still couldn't overshadow the elegant Sister Nan.

He asked sincerely; although he had already bought astronomical-priced fruit, he felt that buying some wine would be a safer bet.

Hearing this, Qin Yanan gazed at him gently, glanced at the wine display area, and softly refused,
"You should still save your money for now."

"Ah."

Chen Che parted his lips slightly.

Looking at Sister Nan's serious expression, he was at a loss for words.

Sister, a thousand yuan only bought two bunches of grapes, and you're saying I'm not wasting money enough? You're telling me to save money...

Chen Che wanted to retort, but in the end, he kept his mouth shut.

Soon, Qin Yanan led him away, though halfway through, she pointed casually at a spot and said in a low, effortless voice,
"If you want to choose wine, you could pick this one, but wait until you've made some money first. There's no need to consider it right now."

Pushing the cart, Chen Che glanced over.

What kind of wine could I, your father, not afford?

Macallan Anniversary Collection: 310,000.00.

Damn it, I really couldn't afford it.

Big sis, you must have put the decimal point in the wrong place.

Having seen the world to some extent, Chen Che naturally knew that some imported liquors were unusually expensive, and there were even bottles of Maotai worth millions.

But hearing about it and seeing it with one's own eyes were two different things.

Beside him, Qin Yanan had her own little thoughts, paying attention to Chen Che's expression and reaction.

…

"Goodness, I didn't even dare mention such expensive wine while we were inside the supermarket, for fear that others would look at you with strange eyes."

Re-entering the basement parking garage, Chen Che couldn't help but sigh as he carried the packaging bag, which had some weight to it due to the durian.

Hearing this, Qin Yanan looked startled and asked,
"Why would they look at me?"

"Because since I'm following you, I'm your person. We're playing the role of siblings outside, right? I can't cause you to lose face."

Chen Che spoke right off the cuff. Hearing this, Qin Yanan stared at him for two or three seconds, looked away, and said leisurely,
"Knowing it in your heart is enough, you don't need to say it out loud."

Her high heels clicked against the floor of the basement parking garage, producing a wonderful, rhythmic sound that was pleasing both to hear and to behold.

Qin Yanan didn't walk in a particularly seductive way, yet she possessed an indescribable charm.

Exquisite…

Before long, the two put the items into the trunk, and the Bentley Continental drove straight toward Qin Yanan's home.

SKP wasn't too far from Central Park. Sister Nan originally hadn't wanted to change into flat shoes.

But seeing that the man hadn't taken the initiative to suggest it, she hadn't requested it either.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Chen Che occasionally looked out the window. At nine o'clock, Dawang Road was crowded with an endless stream of pedestrians.

With a slight traffic jam, Qin Yanan sat in the car with a tight little face, pondering who knows what, and remained silent.

Chen Che thought for a moment, and ultimately leaned back comfortably in his seat without speaking, even closing his eyes to feign sleep.

The moment he did so, Qin Yanan stole a quick glance at him before looking back at the road, her expression entirely unchanged.

As for Chen Che, he was truly feigning sleep.

After all, a comfortable environment always makes one feel at ease, and whenever life gets this cozy, it's easy to get drowsy.

Unlike other people who live off women, Chen Che belonged more to the type who hard-sponges off women while acting tough.

Only, his toughness was hidden, neither flashy nor obvious.

Some kinds of toughness have to be taken slowly.

Having already figured out why Qin Yanan was good to him, Chen Che gradually began to act with uninhibited confidence.

Half of the reason Qin Yanan was good to him was because of someone else, and he no longer minded that now.

If that person were still alive,
he would definitely feel a little awkward inside.

But since the person was gone, what was there to care about?

Moreover, this made logical sense; otherwise, why would Qin Yanan be willing to drink with him in a bar?

If any random man could drink with her, how could she possibly still be a virgin?

Qin Yanan had a good family background, looks, figure, education, and ability. Why would she be willing to settle for him?

Just because his name was Chen Che?

Now that he knew the inside story, Chen Che felt a sense of relief instead, because he deeply understood Sister Nan.

As people grow older, they might no longer have romantic feelings for their white moonlight, or even forget what they looked like.

nhưng the feeling of a white moonlight is truly lethal.

If he hadn't been reborn, but had achieved success and fame in his previous world, and truly met a girl like Xu Jiarou, he would most likely have selflessly given certain things away too.

Not just him.

Probably every man is like this.

Qin Yanan was 26 years old this year.
Chen Che was 20 years old this year.

In terms of mental age, the two were actually peers, but for some reason, Chen Che quite enjoyed the feeling of being the younger brother, which lacked a bit of harshness.

Perhaps this was related to Qin Yanan's personality.

Whatever else might be said, Qin Yanan had a pretty good personality when she was with him, and was very generous and open most of the time.

Take her reason for keeping a kept man, for instance—the fact that Qin Yanan could state this directly was simply fantastic.

Compared to those women who harbored other men in their hearts yet stubbornly refused to admit it, neither divorcing nor practicing mental betrayal, Sister Nan appeared open, luminous, elegant, and generous.

Everything has two sides.

The fact that Qin Yanan was good to him because of someone else meant, from another perspective, that she needed him even more.

Regardless of what kind of motive she had in her heart, Chen Che was the one reaping the solid benefits.

He was an egoist, but there was no need to do things like eating meat from the bowl and cursing the cook afterward.

Sister Nan was good in every possible way.
She looked good, had a great figure, good temperament, a fine personality, education, background, and capability.

On the contrary, Chen Che was currently unworthy of her, so he had even less qualification to question the purity of Sister Nan's motives.

Besides, people always grow.
Today he was wise beyond his years.
Perhaps tomorrow he would be the chairman of the board.

Today Sister Nan was still influenced by her white moonlight, but perhaps tomorrow she would love only him.

In between, it all depended on how he played his cards.

Play it well and she becomes your lover; play it poorly and she remains your older sister. Either way, he was the one who profited in the end.

The system had issued a quest to pursue Qin Yanan, but Chen Che never gave a damn about this system.

He didn't even give a damn about his own biological father.
Was a system qualified to control his life?

Inside the car, Chen Che slowly opened his eyes, gently turning to look at that stunning profile, which still wore a tight expression. His heart felt even more relaxed and at ease.

After driving through that congested stretch, within a few minutes the Bentley Continental drove into the basement parking garage of Central Park.

This residential complex was divided into three areas, with the North Zone being the last phase constructed, featuring well-rounded amenities in all aspects.

As a well-known high-tech luxury residence in Beijing, while it wasn't among the absolute most expensive,
it was still something beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Back in 2011, when Beijing's average housing price was 20,000 RMB per square meter, they dared to open with a starting price of 45,000 RMB, which was exceptionally arrogant.

Now housing prices had skyrocketed, reaching over 100,000 RMB per square meter—a typical case of working hard for a lifetime and not being able to afford a single toilet.

The building where Qin Yanan lived was even more expensive.

With an opening price close to 100,000 RMB, she had probably bought it when it was already well over 100,000 RMB per square meter.

Because they came through the basement parking garage, he didn't know what the community environment was like, but the entrance lobby certainly looked the part.

He had heard that this was also a celebrity residence, housing quite a few stars from the entertainment and performing arts circles.

Yet all the way along, Chen Che had only encountered some unremarkable residents, without bumping into any major stars.

Taking the elevator to the 17th floor, it featured the quintessential luxury residence treatment of a private elevator foyer for every household; stepping out of the elevator led straight to the private area.

Chen Che followed closely behind Qin Yanan, behaving very obediently and feeling inexplicably nervous, though he couldn't quite describe the sensation.

Qin Yanan took a pair of disposable slippers out of the cabinet in the entryway, unwrapped the packaging, and handed them over, saying,
"Change your shoes."

Seeing this, Chen Che didn't stand on ceremony either. Watching Qin Yanan take off the high heels she had just been wearing, he asked softly,
"What kind of work does your uncle do?"

"Shh."

Placing a finger to her lips, Qin Yanan signaled softly. Refusing to answer, she walked straight ahead to open the door.

Chen Che followed with the bags, constantly trying to calm his nervous mood and pondering what he should say when they met.

He had planned to play the part of a foolish young fellow, genuinely treating Sister Nan as a friend, and coming in the capacity of a friend...

"President Qin."

As soon as the two walked into the apartment, someone appeared before them and called out to Qin Yanan.

The person was not old, looking to be around 26 years old as well, with a petite figure and slightly cute features that made her look even younger, almost like she was in her early twenties.

She wore a light purple short-sleeved shirt on top and a beige half-length skirt on the bottom, standing at around 1.6 meters tall.

"This is Xiao An."

Before Chen Che had time to overthink, Qin Yanan made a casual introduction, but didn't introduce him.

Standing nearby, An Ran casually sized up Chen Che. After taking Qin Yanan's things, she took the initiative to say,
"Hello, Sir. I am President Qin's personal assistant and housekeeper. You can just call me Xiao An."

In the end, An Ran seemed to give a little giggle, giving off a lively and cute vibe, though her etiquette and posture were very standard.

Were housekeepers this young nowadays?

An Ran looked like she was only in her early twenties. If she hadn't spoken up, Chen Che would have thought she was a younger sister or a best friend.

After all, although she wasn't an absolute top-tier beauty, she looked very proper in her cozy professional attire.
And she wasn't bad-looking either, comparing favorably to average beauties and then some.

"Hello, my name is Chen Che."
"Please put the things over here, Sir."

As Chen Che and An Ran handled the handover, Qin Yanan watched the scene from the side, set down her bag, and said softly,
"Xiao An, have Sister Zhang cut up some fruit."
"Alright, President Qin."

Before long, Sister Zhang arrived. This fit the traditional understanding of a domestic helper—someone who didn't talk much.

An Ran left with Sister Zhang and the items, leaving Chen Che looking blankly at the nearly 400-square-meter large flat.
Something was off. Something was definitely off.

"Sister, where are your uncle and aunt?"

Chen Che leaned close to Qin Yanan and asked in a low voice. The interior decoration of this apartment was minimalist and modern, far too young in style.

Besides, shouldn't Qin Yanan have notified her parents that there would be a guest at home tonight?

Seeing his bewildered look, Qin Yanan pressed her clenched fists together to suppress a laugh, gave a dry cough, and feigned composure as she said,
"They seem to have gone on a business trip. It doesn't matter, since you're already here, let's go sit over there first."

"Ah?"

Qin Yanan wasn't one to lie easily; she didn't even dare look at Chen Che when she spoke those words.

Watching the back of her as she walked toward the living room of her own accord, Chen Che parted his lips, suddenly not knowing what to say.