CHAPTER 451: CHAPTER 342 INDESCRIBABLE DEVELOPMENT_3

The other person’s inner thoughts echoed in Wen Nan’s mind, creating more and more question marks.

No, sister, have you been watching too many of those cheesy dramas like "The Handsome and Wealthy CEO Falls in Love with the Penniless Young Maid"?

What’s with the weird plot running through your head?

Just as he was silently critiquing, he saw Aunt Zhang turn around, take the kettle from Meimei’s hand, and say, "I have something on my mind and want to talk to Mr. Ye alone, Meimei, could you step out for a moment, please?"

I’ve already heard your concerns, there’s no need to talk alone.

Wen Nan thought and opened his mouth, "No need—"

"—Sure, Aunt Zhang, I’m leaving now."

Meimei said enthusiastically, turned around, took Yu Shujun by the window, and walked towards the door again.

Wen Nan watched their departing figures, bewildered.

Is this right?

Something’s definitely off here.

Aunt Zhang stepped forward, almost pressing her chest against Wen Nan’s torso.

Wen Nan raised his hand in a panic, took a step back, and maintained an arm’s length distance from her.

Aunt Zhang softly began, "I..."

"You don’t need to say it; I already know." Wen Nan interrupted her.

Aunt Zhang laughed.

’Could he possibly... be so in sync with me?’

Wen Nan didn’t intend to go along with this sudden drama and decided to ask bluntly, "Who are you really?"

"I’m Zhang Xiaomei," Aunt Zhang smiled innocently, "the maid here."

’Or, I can be whoever you want me to be.’

Wen Nan realized his Mind Reading Technique seemed to fail again in front of her, so he had to ignore her thoughts and continued asking, "What was in that iron box just now? Your skill? Equipment? Tools?"

"Skill? Equipment? Tools? Mr. Ye, I don’t understand what you’re saying." Aunt Zhang took another step towards Wen Nan, forcing him to take another step back, maintaining a courteous distance.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhang sighed with a helpless smile, stopped advancing, stood where she was, took off her coat, and then slipped her pants off to her feet.

Wen Nan: ?

What’s going on here?

In those cheesy CEO dramas, there usually isn’t such a sudden stripping-off storyline, right?

As she wrapped her hands behind her and began to unclasp her bra, Wen Nan reluctantly stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, "What are you doing?"

Aunt Zhang glanced at her wrist being held and then looked at the man’s face close at hand, stopped undressing her remaining clothes, leaned forward half a step, hugged Wen Nan’s waist, and buried her face in his chest, said:

"From the first moment I saw you, I liked you.

"You’re the most perfect man I’ve ever seen in this world.

"Mr. Ye, I know you won’t be staying here long. Tonight, could you... just this once, could you grant me this? Please?

"After tonight, we’ll go our separate ways, I promise not to pester you, nor will I ask you to take responsibility."

Wen Nan wrapped his hand around her back and grasped the hand hugging his waist, "Let go first."

Aunt Zhang not only didn’t let go but hugged even tighter, "No! Spend the night with me, Mr. Ye, I’m begging you, grant me this!"

Wen Nan used all his strength, but couldn’t pull the woman away from him.

Though at the silver rank, Wen Nan was primarily a charm player, his strength wasn’t very high.

And this woman, her strength attribute clearly surpassed Wen Nan’s.

Continuing to struggle would not be advantageous for Wen Nan.

To prevent the plot from heading in a more absurd and indescribable direction, Wen Nan decided to cut his losses.

He shouted towards the door, "Xiao Jun!"

"Crack!"

In an instant, the room door was slashed open by a beam of golden light.

The entire room was shrouded in blinding golden light.

Wen Nan closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, he saw Aunt Zhang sitting on the floor, a light sword across her neck, looking terrified at Yu Shujun who suddenly arrived on the scene.

Meimei rushed in, saw the scene, and covered her mouth in shock, "Oh my, what happened here?"

Yu Shujun had no time to converse with the other two women, he just turned his head, looked at Wen Nan, and said in a deep voice, "Time’s up."

"What time?" Meimei asked, bewildered.

Wen Nan instantly understood what Yu Shujun meant—

The Divine Staff Sheath was about to open in ten more seconds.