Chapter 448: Chapter 448 Golden Tycoon (13)
Chuzheng checked the address on her phone, put away the phone, and then pressed the doorbell.
No one opened the door for a long ti.
Not at ho?
Chuzheng turned around, ready to leave, but her arm bumped into the door, and instantly a crack appeared.
Chuzheng stared at the crack, and after a mont, she reached out and pushed the door open.
The apartnt’s decor was dominated by black, making the whole space seem cold and rigid, casting an oppressive discomfort.
...
There was the sound of running water from the bathroom, unceasingly whooshing, presumably drowning out the ring of the doorbell.
Chuzheng had no intention of intruding; she casually inspected the room.
She didn’t wander around but just stood in the living room.
Chuzheng checked the ti. How long had it been?
Was the person inside preparing to be boiled alive?
Impatient, Chuzheng went over to knock on the door.
Suddenly, the sound of water stopped.
“Jin Chen, how many tis have I told you not to use the spare key!” a man’s voice ca from inside, tinged with a coolness.
Chuzheng spoke up, “It’s .”
“…”
The bathroom fell abruptly silent.
Then Chuzheng heard rustling noises, probably him putting on clothes.
Clang——
A heavy object hit the ground.
“What’s wrong?” Chuzheng politely asked.
“It’s nothing,” Jin Ning’s voice ca through.
Since Jin Ning said it was nothing, Chuzheng didn’t ask further.
However, she had been outside for a long ti, and the person inside still hadn’t co out. So much ti had passed—a speech of thanks at an awards ceremony would have finished by now. Why was he dawdling so much?
Chuzheng paced back and forth a few tis, her irritation rising by the minute.
Until her frustration was reflected on the scenic backdrop behind her, she pushed the bathroom door open directly.
The bathroom, with its dissipating steam and mist, was, like the outside, enveloped in dim colors.
The entire bathroom had been remodeled, customized for his convenience.
At that mont, the man was sitting on the floor, trying to lift himself between the wheelchair and the bathtub.
Chuzheng suddenly pushed the door open, and the man, as if startled, grabbed a towel next to him and draped it over his body.
He looked up, and his fair face—perhaps flushed from the bath—had a touch of liveliness he didn’t have before.
His lips slightly parted, he did not show embarrassnt or discomfort from Chuzheng’s sudden intrusion but looked at her with a baffled expression, “Miss Chuzheng, what brings you here?”
His voice was still polite and didn’t lack elegance.
Even though he was sowhat disheveled, sitting on the bathroom floor.
Chuzheng calmly took out a docunt, “Starting today, I’m taking care of you. This is the contract. Would you like to see it?”
That’s right!
She was there on official business!
Not trespassing at all!
Jin Ning was baffled by Chuzheng’s words.
He… since when did he need soone to take care of him?
And a contract?
Was this the doing of soone from the Jin Family?
“May I ask… who hired you?”
Jin Ning found that he couldn’t help but soften his voice in front of this girl.
“Your father.”
Jin Ning always needed soone to look after him.
Although he said he didn’t, how could the Jin Family rest easy?
Jin Chen couldn’t always look after him all the ti, so Chuzheng noticed the job advertisent.
Mr. Jin was a decisive man; Jin Ning had no doubt that his father would find a good candidate and send them directly over.
When the accident had just happened, his father did exactly that.
But he had driven them away.
Nevertheless, Mr. Jin didn’t give up and kept sending people over.
It only stopped for a while when Jin Chen took a leave from school for personal reasons and stayed by his side. Mr. Jin finally settled down.
Jin Chen seed about to return to school… so it had started again?
“Sorry, Miss Chuzheng, but I might not need…”
“Are you sure?” Chuzheng said, glancing aningfully at his legs.
Jin Ning’s face seed to beco even redder than before.
If it hadn’t been for her sudden appearance, such a mistake would never have occurred.
But Jin Ning couldn’t deny that he was unable to get back onto his wheelchair at this mont.
“The contract has been signed; breach is not accepted,”
“I can pay the penalty for breach of contract,” Jin Ning said.
“Breach of contract is not accepted.” Chuzheng emphasized, “Don’t understand?”
…
Who exactly is the one being employed?
Chuzheng handed over the contract, flipping to the last page.
Mr. Jin’s signature was already there, and there was one more column left; she passed the pen as well: “Sign.”
“Miss Chuzheng, I don’t need…”
“If I say you need it, then you do,” Chuzheng bent down to put the pen in his hand, glancing at his still sowhat wet hair, her palm covered it and stealthily plucked at it.
She… actually touched his head?
Even though it was just a mont, Jin Ning was still shocked.
“Be good, don’t force to use extre asures.”
Her tone was not fierce, but neither was it gentle.
Yet, Jin Ning felt like the tone was calming, almost coaxing…
Jin Ning had never encountered such a situation before.
In the past, with just one glance from him, those won who wanted to crowd around him would consciously scatter.
Little did he expect that one day he would be forced to sign a contract in the bathroom?
And it was an employnt contract, no less!
“You have three minutes to sign,”
Chuzheng reminded him.
His fingers were slightly curled, the tips still slightly damp.
The soft touch lingered in the palm of his hand.
So soft.
Jin Ning looked down at the contract; the last page was neatly inscribed with the na Xia Chuzheng.
So her family na is Xia.
Jin Ning was silent for a while, his slender, fair fingers holding the pen, inscribing his na.
The handwriting was forceful and spirited, flowing and elegant.
It was sowhat similar to the celestial aura he had carried before.
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Chuzheng stepped forward, intending to lift Jin Ning up.
Jin Ning frowned slightly, “You…”
“You still want to sit on the ground?”
…
Who was it that had him sit on the ground and forced him to sign a contract?
“Just support , that will do.” Her little arms and legs thinking of lifting him, not afraid of crushing themselves.
“Oh.”
Chuzheng responded.
Then she directly lifted Jin Ning up and placed him on the wheelchair.
Jin Ning: “…”
Didn’t you agree with !
Jin Ning’s upper body was clad in a shirt, soaked with water, now clinging to his body, revealing the shapes underneath the cloth.
The trousers were pulled up halfway, but now covered by a bath towel, hiding everything.
For the first ti in public, Jin Ning felt embarrassed.
He was soone with a strong ntal constitution; even when he had just had the accident, faced with all the strange looks, he could stay composed.
For so reason, faced with this girl, he suddenly felt a bit overwheld.
Chuzheng pushed him out: “Bedroom.”
Jin Ning pointed in a direction.
Chuzheng pushed him into it.
Seeing Chuzheng open the wardrobe, with the intent to change his clothes, Jin Ning quickly spoke up: “I can do it myself, you can leave first.”
Chuzheng glanced at him, then suddenly flipped open the contract, pointing to a clause, and read with serious formality: “Party B is obligated to assist Party A with all aspects of daily life when Party A is inconvenienced. If Party A does not cooperate, Party B may enforce compliance.”
Jin Ning looked down at the contract; that line of text was sandwiched in the midst of nurous clauses, easy to overlook.
Jin Ning: “…”
What kind of highway robbery contract is this?
Jin Ning began to suspect what exactly he had signed just now.
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