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After all, no one has truly managed to defeat the District Chief Xie Rong in terms of Combat Power over these many years.
However, ever since the District Chief Xie Rong suffered a serious injury to his waist more than a year ago, his body’s Combat Power has significantly declined. This is something that everyone familiar with Xie Jingchen is basically aware of.
Thus, when Xie Jingchen officially proposed to retire due to illness, the upper management wasn’t very surprised.
What was surprising was seeing the bruised and swollen face of Xie Jingchen; it was truly unexpected!
It was almost to the point where they wanted to point at his face and ask what happened.
Among all the senior members of the Rong Department, there are fewer than five people who dare to raise their voice at Xie Jingchen, but to physically hit him in the face... this was the first time they had seen it!
Bluntly speaking, who would hit someone in the face unless they really intended to completely fall out with them!
The supervisor merely politely accepted District Chief Xie Rong’s application, then didn’t dare to show even the slightest ’curiosity’. After all, as the old saying goes, one who prys into others’ privacy might not end up smiling—
On the other hand, after taking a bath and drinking brown sugar water, Xie Yuyue was genuinely surprised when Second Senior Brother suggested she go to sleep upstairs by herself and he would sleep on the sofa!
How suddenly gentlemanly?
"Brother Du, are you sure?" she asked, even glancing at the sofa... Clearly, the sofa was a custom-made large one, but how could it possibly accommodate the more than 1.9 meters tall Du Yanming!
"Just go up, you go up. Do you want to sleep on the sofa?" Du Yanming said as he grabbed the blanket Little Ya had used and covered himself with it, then he looked up to ask her.
"Oh no, then I’ll go upstairs to sleep, Brother Du, have a good sleep~"
At that moment, Xie Yuyue didn’t know that her mother had fainted; knowing that she could sleep on a big bed made her overjoyed inside!
Who would want to sleep on the sofa? Especially now when she has abdominal pain during her period, being able to comfortably sleep on a bed, she wouldn’t be shy at all~
Lying on a bed belonging to a stranger, Xie Yuyue did feel slightly uneasy, fortunately, such a manly scent isn’t lacking at her home...
Compared to the sweaty smell of her three younger brothers, this Second Senior Brother’s scent was quite nice; it seemed like the smell of a brand of body wash, yet slightly different.
Smelling this particular refreshing light fragrance, Xie Yuyue had only random thoughts for a moment before slowly drifting into a deep sleep.
After an entire day of intense alertness and being startled, Xie Yuyue was extremely tired, falling asleep quickly without knowing that Second Senior Brother Du Yanming had even gone upstairs.
Compared to the unsuspecting young girl sound asleep, Du Yanming couldn’t fall asleep again.
After he went upstairs and saw that Little Ya was really sleeping sweetly and he couldn’t sleep, he could only go to the gym to exercise, then started brewing some red dates lean meat porridge early at five o’clock for breakfast.
Xie Yuyue also woke up early... but she was not awakened naturally, she was startled awake by the wetness under her!
Suddenly sitting up, feeling the surging tide, Xie Yuyue hurried into the bathroom... only to discover once inside that there was no toilet paper!
Moreover, embarrassingly, both her underwear and sleep pants were thoroughly stained red.
Oh, so embarrassing~
Perhaps because Second Senior Brother had watched her finish the brown sugar water and she went to sleep only at midnight, Xie Yuyue had slept until dawn with no more stomach pain, thus accumulating such a surprising amount!
"I really am so stupid!" This was her first time daring to stay outdoors, and she didn’t know if it was because she was extremely nervous, but Xie Yuyue constantly felt that her actions were foolishly repetitive.
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