TMLFDN 55

Xie Li always felt like a transient, someone who would eventually have to leave. And he especially wanted to go back.

In that world, Xie Li was just an ordinary programmer, earning a salary typical of the working class. He faced pressures like parental pressure for marriage and the challenges of living alone. But he still missed his original world, his friends, and even the rented apartment often made him tearful with nostalgia.

So now he prayed earnestly, hoping that he could wake up tomorrow and become Xie Li again.

Apart from making wishes on shooting stars, the two of them spent their time watching the stars and chatting. Occasionally, a hired hand would come over to add some firewood to the bonfire or bring them something to eat and drink.

Xie Li couldn't remember how long they stayed there. It was only when he felt tired and started yawning that he realized Jiang Yuying next to him had fallen asleep. The night breeze was a bit chilly, and she had wrapped herself in her shawl, curled up. Xie Li lightly tapped his own head, feeling a bit guilty, and got up from the lounger.

Initially, he thought of waking Jiang Yuying up, but the idea of dragging her out late at night and disturbing her sleep on the lounger made him feel guilty. He glanced at his well-exercised arms and the thick layer of muscle, thinking that carrying Jiang Yuying back should be no problem. So he walked over and princess-carried Jiang Yuying.

Xie Li, at thirty-nine years old, was in his prime, and coupled with his focus on health and fitness, he effortlessly lifted her.

After picking her up, Xie Li realized that Jiang Yuying was really light. He had noticed her slim waist when he held her earlier and envied her size. But now that he was carrying her whole body, he found her incredibly light. Xie Li wasn't good at estimating weight, but he guessed it couldn't be more than a hundred pounds.

As he carried her, her shawl slipped off her body and fell to the ground, leaving her seeking warmth, instinctively snuggling closer to Xie Li.

Jiang Yuying was like a domestic long-haired cat—gentle, pleasant, and without a temper. But if someone liked this kind of long-haired cat, they couldn't help but feel fond of it.

The original owner was someone who kept a valuable breed of cat but also went out to play with stray cats—a scoundrel.

Now this breed of cat was nestled in Xie Li's arms, and he couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart. After all... this breed of cat, despite being a bit older, was truly beautiful.

Xie Li carried Jiang Yuying for a few hundred meters back to the villa. The temperature inside the villa was much warmer than outside, although it was still August and the air conditioning was on, so it wasn't uncomfortably hot. Since it was his first time at this villa, Xie Li didn't know the way around.

Fortunately, the butler was considerate and led the way, or else Xie Li's lack of familiarity would have been exposed.

When they returned to the master bedroom on the second floor, Xie Li put Jiang Yuying on the bed and then realized that he had forgotten to bring her shoes back. But it didn't matter; the servants would probably notice when they cleaned up.

Xie Li tucked her into bed, then took a shower before returning to lie down beside her. By this time, Jiang Yuying had fallen into a deep sleep, possibly due to the fatigue from the flight during the day, and was even emitting a slight snoring sound. Her voice was not loud, just soft, giving Xie Li the feeling of listening to his own cat snoring.

Xie Li couldn't help but watch her for a while before stopping his somewhat creepy behavior, then played with his phone for a while until he couldn't stay awake any longer and fell asleep.

The next day, when Jiang Yuying woke up, she was a bit dazed. She was still wearing the long dress from yesterday, and there was no sign of Xie Li beside her. She slept in, her hair all disheveled, and when she tried to get out of bed, she circled around looking for her shoes but couldn't find them. She was completely baffled.

She couldn't remember where she had put her phone either, but fortunately, there was a landline by the bedside. She picked up the cordless phone and directly dialed the internal line, asking the servants to call her secretary up.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Jiang Yuying cleared her throat before calling out, "Come in." Only to see her secretary holding her phone in one hand, pushing open the door and walking into the bedroom.

"Madam..."

The female secretary was also taken aback.

Having worked for the Xie family for so long, she had never seen the wealthy wife in such a disheveled state, still wearing yesterday's clothes, which was almost impossible for Jiang Yuying.

As the mistress of a top-tier wealthy family, Jiang Yuying was already extremely wealthy, and the amount of money she could dispose of was staggering. Although she was considered a vase, the original owner still gave Jiang Yuying a great deal of respect, considering their marital alliance. After all, they had to maintain their dignity in public.

Moreover, Jiang Yuying's own etiquette would not allow her to wear the same clothes for two consecutive days, let alone appear in front of her secretary in such a messy state.

The secretary swallowed nervously, reminding herself again in her mind: Madam is a very good-natured woman; she wouldn't dismiss me for such a small matter... would she?

Then she pretended to be very calm and asked Jiang Yuying, "Madam, do you need me to fetch your clothes for you?"

Jiang Yuying could only nod in response.