Chapter 27: You Dare Touch My Boss?

At this moment, neither Lu Yan nor Jiang Qingyan, who were busy talking, noticed that Lu Jiahui, standing beside them, was staring at the bone carving in Lu Yan’s hand with a dazed expression.

That object seemed to possess a fatal attraction for her.

In the depths of her mind, a childish voice kept clamoring: "Walk over there, get closer, get closer."

"Go and take that thing, I want that thing!"

"With this, I can become stronger."

"Once I’m strong, won't you stop abandoning me?"

"Mom?"

Hearing the last word, Lu Jiahui was struck as if by lightning; her previously chaotic mind gradually cleared. Recalling the voice she had just heard, she looked around in terror.

"Who is speaking? Brother, did you two hear any sound just now?"

Jiang Qingyan blinked, "Huihui, only Yan and I were talking. What’s wrong? Did you hear something?"

Lu Jiahui swallowed hard, forcing herself to calm down. There was no reason for Jiang Qingyan to lie, so was that voice really just an auditory hallucination?

Thinking back to what Jiang Zhiyue had said at the hotel entrance earlier, she felt a chill run down her spine and her pupils constricted sharply.

"It... it's nothing. I probably just haven't been resting well lately. Brother, Yan-yan, I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving first. You two enjoy your time."

With that, she didn't wait for their reactions, grabbed her bag, and walked out.

She was desperate to figure out what was going on with that voice. More importantly, she was terrified that if she stayed any longer, she wouldn't be able to stop herself from grabbing the bronze box from Lu Yan's hand.

"What's wrong with Huihui? She looked a bit flustered."

Lu Yan glanced away indifferently, "Don't mind her, she’s always like this."

...

Meanwhile, Jiang Zhiyue and Pei Heng had finished their shopping and returned to Jiang Zhiyue's rented apartment.

Pei Heng bent down to gently place the shopping bags hanging from his hands onto the living room floor. After putting down her own items, Jiang Zhiyue rushed over to catch the bag he had been holding in his mouth.

"Be careful, put it down gently, don't crack the eggs."

These were the eggs she had managed to snatch with coupons; she was counting on them to survive the next few days. Breaking even one would be the death of her!

With the object removed from his mouth, Pei Heng moved his lips and chuckled, "Don't worry, Xiao Jiangjiang, I'm very steady."

Jiang Zhiyue hurriedly rummaged through the bags, letting out a long sigh of relief only after confirming everything was intact.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, they really didn't break."

Pei Heng looked around the apartment carefully and then said sincerely, "Xiao Jiangjiang, why don't you move to one of my properties and pick out a place you like? Look, you're my personal bodyguard now, aren't you? Wouldn't it be only natural for me to provide your room and board?"

"Really?"

Jiang Zhiyue was skeptical; such a good deal rarely existed in this world. Although she had never held a formal job, she had researched tips online beforehand.

The internet warned that when job hunting, one should avoid positions that proactively offer room and board. Such jobs often seemed attractive with great benefits, but they usually hid massive pitfalls. For instance, they typically involved long working hours and late finishes, which is why they provided housing. Furthermore, there was bound to be no lunch break; you had to work non-stop after eating.

Pure exploitation!

No, she didn't want room and board; wouldn't that mean she’d be on call 24/7?

Pei Heng, unaware of her thoughts, nodded eagerly, "Of course! I’ll have my assistant draw up a new contract right now. You take care of my safety, and I’ll provide your room and board."

"Hmm... as for the monthly salary..." He looked at Jiang Zhiyue and tentatively asked, "Is one million acceptable?"

"What?" Jiang Zhiyue thought Pei Heng must have misspoken. "You mean as long as I ensure your safety, I get one million a month?"

Pei Heng felt a bit unsure, "Of course. If you think that's not enough, I can add more."

He was afraid that if he offered too much, Xiao Jiangjiang might think he had ulterior motives.

Jiang Zhiyue stepped forward and excitedly grabbed his hand, "Don't you worry, from today on, your safety is under my protection. If it's really necessary, you can move in with me!"

One million a month! She could be on call 24/7, providing close-quarters protection!

Pei Heng’s ears turned slightly red, and he waved his hands in refusal, "That wouldn't be appropriate, would it..."

He wasn't ready for cohabitation yet!

No! If word got out, who knew what people would say? This era was truly not very friendly toward women.

Jiang Zhiyue didn't notice his awkwardness, completely immersed in her bright future. If she had known it was this easy to find a job, she should have left the Jiang family earlier to strike out on her own.

She boldly picked out a piece of meat from the groceries she had bought, along with some green peppers, and after a moment's thought, grabbed a few tomatoes, eggs, and green onions, heading into the kitchen.

Since her new patron was so generous, she should show her appreciation. She decided to cook a stir-fried pork with green peppers and a tomato-egg soup. Though they were simple home-cooked dishes, she had often cooked for the Jiang family over the past three years to leave a good impression, so she had inadvertently honed her culinary skills.

"You sit for a while, I’ll whip up two dishes and we can eat together tonight!"

Hearing this, Pei Heng silently retracted the leg he was about to step forward with.

"Alright, I'll help you with the prep work!"

As he spoke, he took all the groceries out of the bags, organized them, and put them in the refrigerator. Then, he took the newly bought bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen to wash them.

"Huh? Xiao Jiangjiang, you really have to say, this place has great ventilation. It’s like there’s air conditioning running; it’s not hot at all."

Jiang Zhiyue, who was washing kitchen utensils, looked up, glanced behind Pei Heng, and her expression faltered.

There, a long-haired female ghost in white was standing behind Pei Heng, tentatively reaching out to touch his face!

Jiang Zhiyue was shocked and slammed the pot onto the stove, "Oh, I think I forgot to get the soy sauce, let me go out for a second."

As she spoke, she walked past Pei Heng and, in the ghost's shocked gaze, dragged her out.

Once out of the kitchen, Jiang Zhiyue looked back. Making sure Pei Heng was busy washing dishes and vegetables, she pinned the ghost against the refrigerator door and whispered, "You dare touch my boss?"

"I’m telling you, if you give him a cold, I won't even let you remain a wandering spirit!"

"You can see me? Who on earth are you?!"

The ghost was shocked, then felt a sense of social mortification. She had no intention of harming anyone. She had only approached Pei Heng because she had never seen such a handsome man, so she had gotten bold and wanted to touch him.

Ah... but she never expected that the first time she did something like this, she would be caught red-handed.

How embarrassing!