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"Xiao Ya, pour me a glass of water."
As the weather gradually warmed up, Yan Kehe returned from outside, drenched in sweat. Upon entering the shop, he began to take off his outer jacket, revealing a shirt clinging to his body, accentuating his toned physique. This sight made his imposing female assistant behind him revert to a shy and bashful girl.
"Go change your clothes in your room!" Did he really think of her as just one of the guys?
If she didn't stop him, he might just take off his shirt completely, exposing his muscular chest.
"True, I can't let you have the advantage." After all, how many women were drooling over his physique? She certainly didn't miss the sound of her little assistant gasping in excitement.
"Pah! Who's interested!" Qiao Yuxiang's face turned crimson as she grabbed a cloth and threw it at him. This guy had some nerve!
"Are you not interested?" Otherwise, why was she staring at him so intently, looking eager and impatient?
He caught the cloth effortlessly and tossed it aside. With a swift motion, he wrapped an arm around her slim waist, bringing their faces closer together. "I'm really thirsty; pour me some water."
"Let go! If you want water, can't you get it yourself?" He might be a shady merchant, but why was he becoming more and more brazen?
"Someone still owes me ninety-six thousand five hundred yuan."
...
He could calculate that so precisely! No merchant is without cunning!
Qiao Yuxiang struggled to free herself from his embrace, reluctantly heading to pour the water. Finally, she slammed the cup down with a loud "bang."
Yan Kehe remained unfazed, still smiling charmingly as he picked up the cup and leisurely took a sip.
"By the way, I just remembered something."
"What is it?" she asked, her face full of confusion.
"It's something extremely important. Come here; this matter must not be known by too many people." He pretended to whisper to her. Without thinking much, Qiao Yuxiang leaned in closer, only to be caught off guard when he suddenly pressed his warm, moist lips against her soft right cheek.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" Qiao Yuxiang exclaimed, her eyes wide with anger. How dare he sneak attack her like that?
"I forgot to include the interest," he said, intending to punish her for avoiding his kiss earlier.
The feeling of frustration after being rejected was truly awful for a man. Even worse was the realization that teasing her satisfied his innate mischievous nature, which made Yan Kehe chuckle to himself.
How shameless! He had to take advantage of such a situation; didn’t he fear being laughed at by others?
Qiao Yuxiang, oh how wrong you are! He didn’t care at all about what others thought; just look at that smug smile on his face!
At the end of the month, the shop received a special order from a well-known celebrity in the entertainment industry.
Considering the customer's identity was sensitive and should not be exposed, Yan Kehe arranged a private venue for her pet's funeral. However, Qiao Yuxiang underestimated this special customer; she was not only a famous actress but also notorious for being surrounded by scandals both inside and outside the industry!
The actress's pure white Schnauzer lay quietly in the coffin, but her gaze lingered on her beloved pet for only a few seconds before shifting entirely to Yan Kehe's face.
With a delicate sob, she threw herself into Yan Kehe's arms, crying pitifully like a rain-soaked pear blossom, evoking sympathy from anyone who witnessed it.
I want to cry too!
Another flower was crushed in Qiao Yuxiang's hands until the entire bouquet was left in tatters.
Yan Kehe did not push away this troublesome female client; instead, he comforted her emotions and urged her to accept the loss.
"By the way," what nonsense! Boss, did you see that? That unrestrained actress is starting to take advantage of you again. How can you be so cunning yet foolish enough to engage in such a losing business?
Qiao Yuxiang nearly impulsively rushed over to push the woman away, and on top of that, she wanted to slap Yan Kehe, who was grinning like a cowherd!
After the funeral, Yan Kehe asked Qiao Yuxiang to leave first.
They usually returned to the shop together, but today he had made an excuse to send her away, which surely meant something was amiss! Sure enough, he turned and walked towards the female performer, and they left the venue hand in hand.
Hmph! She must have caught on!
Qiao Yuxiang hid behind a corner, secretly watching them. The woman clung to Yan Kehe's arm and stopped near the fountain. They faced each other as if engaged in conversation. Qiao Yuxiang quietly moved behind a rock formation not far from the fountain to conceal herself, straining her ears to listen intently.
"Yan Kehe, I am truly grateful today. In my time of such sorrow, I am fortunate to have you by my side." After saying this, she showcased her acting skills, squeezing out a stream of tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Don't be sad, Miss Zhang." Yan Kehe replied in his usual formulaic tone.
"You are being too formal; just call me Lily." Her delicate hand gently rested on his broad shoulder.
"Alright, Lily." For some reason, at that moment, he really wanted to slap this woman. As a Pet Funeral Director, he was not there to provide full-service comfort for employers.
"Since Mao Mao left, I feel so lonely; it’s as if my life has lost its pillar of support." She tightly grasped his hand and pulled it to her cheek. "Could you replace Mao Mao and keep me company?"
If those same words had come from Qiao Yuxiang, he might have been swayed.
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