Chapter 440: I'm Yours, Leader

Jiang Lai was willing to cohabit with Ke Zhongyu—not splitting the week into odd days and even days, but a full week, a full month, and barring any surprises, full four seasons, even a lifetime.

Fortunately, the move was tomorrow, so Ke Zhongyu could still have someone retrofit the river-view flat; the hard renovation wouldn't make it in time, but the soft furnishings could.

It almost perfectly replicated the soft-furnishing style of Jiang Lai's home.

Eleven rooms: the master bedroom for him and Jiang Lai, the secondary master bedroom for Ping'an, one room for Mo Yi, one pet room, one Shufang, two guest rooms, two walk-in closets, a tea room, and a gym.

After Ke Zhongyu finished allocating, Secretary Guan rushed off without stopping to handle it, but she felt she might not manage well alone and applied to add one more person.

Secretary Cen smiled and said, "I've had dates every day after work lately—no overtime. I wonder if anyone's willing to earn this overtime pay?"

Assistant Zhou pushed up his glasses and stepped forward.

So it became two people handling it.

Ke Zhongyu said, "Friday evening, A Lai and I will move over."

Secretary Guan's eyes lit up: "Received!"

She had already planned to send someone to buy rose petals, and if they could lay out bright-red wedding quilts, even better.

Marry on the spot!

But President Ke and Jiang Lai had only been together for three months; talking about marriage was truly too fast.

Secretary Guan felt a little disappointed.

Assistant Zhou asked, "What's wrong?"

Secretary Guan sighed, "Can't buy bright-red wedding quilts."

Assistant Zhou: "Even if you did, President Ke wouldn't blame you."

Secretary Guan: "Of course I know that, but it wouldn't be very respectful to Jiang Lai. I was just sighing over when those two would propose and get married."

Assistant Zhou: "They're already cohabiting. President Ke won't be able to hold back for long."

Secretary Guan's eyes lit up again: "Oh, right!"

Seeing others happy is actually a kind of happiness in itself.

That evening, the day they confirmed cohabiting, Jiang Lai personally went to Chi Family Medical Clinic to pick up Ping'an and bring him home.

Ping'an had already received his new ID card, holding it in his hand and looking at it over and over, occasionally smiling, waving the new ID in front of her, his eyes brighter than stars at night.

Jiang Lai could understand that feeling.

The feeling of being wanted by someone.

The feeling of having a home.

Jiang Lai reached out and patted his head, telling him, "I'm going to live together with Ke Zhongyu, and I'm bringing you along. You need to pack your things tonight."

Ping'an looked in surprise at his seated sister, and at his future brother-in-law who had brought water over for her, then nodded, then shook his head.

Jiang Lai asked patiently, "What does the nod mean? And what does the shake mean?"

Ping'an nodded: "You two take good care of each other."

Ping'an shook his head: "I'll live with Grandma."

Jiang Lai understood and asked him, "You don't want to change places? Or are you worried about disturbing us?"

Ping'an only shook his head this time, saying slowly, "You have him, he has you, Grandma is alone."

President Chi and Director Qu rarely went back even once a month, Chi Ce had become very busy lately and seldom went back either, leaving Chi Grandma alone at Chi Family Medical Clinic.

"Your grandma is right—you have a heart of seven apertures." Jiang Lai patted his head again.

Ping'an nuzzled his head against her palm.

Ke Zhongyu stood watching the siblings; his words were directed at Ping'an: "The secondary master bedroom is kept for you."

Ping'an nodded: "Thanks, brother-in-law."

Ke Zhongyu loved hearing Ping'an call him that the most; on the surface he calmly gave an "mm," but only he knew the joy in his heart.

This not only represented Jiang Lai's family's acceptance of him, but even more so Jiang Lai's own acceptance, because she never went back to correct Ping'an's wording afterward.

Jiang Lai said to Ping'an, "This will always be your home. Come back whenever you want—you know the passcode, and your fingerprint is registered too."

Ping'an nodded, waved his hand, and went back to his room to rest.

After getting Jiang Lai's permission, Ke Zhongyu entered the master bedroom to pack her luggage.

Jiang Lai opened her mouth to say there was no need, but Ke Zhongyu lifted her and sat her on the desk in the bedroom.

"Sit here and direct, Leader."

This wasn't the first time Jiang Lai heard Ke Zhongyu call her "Leader"; when she first worked as a secretary under Ke Zhongyu, she was also used to calling him "Leader"—now they were each other's leaders.

The word "Leader" was actually quite evocative.

Jiang Lai watched him open the wardrobe: "Why do you still call me that?"

"The contact note is also this." Ke Zhongyu looked at her clothes for all four seasons, planning to symbolically take two pieces from each season; he'd buy her new ones over there, and the rest would stay here so Jiang Lai would have changes of clothes when she came back.

Jiang Lai clearly remembered that Ke Zhongyu's contact note for her was "A Lai," and asked him, "Why did you change it?"

Ke Zhongyu: "These two characters carry more weight."

He couldn't help asking Jiang Lai, "What's your contact note for me?"

Jiang Lai guiltily touched her nose: "Your name."

Ke Zhongyu wasn't surprised; he said nothing and kept packing.

The esteemed and precious President Ke wasn't very good at folding clothes, but he knew how to fold paper—just fold it in half and put it in the suitcase.

Jiang Lai sat on the desk watching the tall man bend down, crouch, the back of his shirt-clad frame arching slightly, the taut sleeves, the very solid muscles, and his large hands with faintly visible veins holding her clothes, setting them down neatly.

She took out her phone, ready to change Ke Zhongyu's contact note; bored, she thought it over and could only change it to the three characters "Boyfriend."

Ke Zhongyu had already finished packing and stood up, coming before her, and saw the contact note she was entering.

Jiang Lai looked up: "Is this okay?"

Ke Zhongyu: "Passable."

She handed the phone over: 'Then you come.'

Ke Zhongyu took the phone without hesitation, labeling himself as: leader's person.

While returning the phone, he also kissed her earlobe, saying: 'I am your person, leader.'

Jiang Lai cursed him in her heart as a fox spirit.

Ke Zhongyu: 'Are you cursing me?'

Jiang Lai startled for a moment, calmly said: 'I'm praising you.'

After all, fox spirits are all beautiful.

Back then, Chongying also asked her if Ke Zhongyu was handsome; he basically looked like a fox spirit.

'All set?' Jiang Lai asked him.

Ke Zhongyu shook his head: 'Still missing the most important thing.'

Jiang Lai tilted her head to look: 'What?'

Ke Zhongyu: 'Jiang Lai.'

Jiang Lai withdrew her gaze and looked at him: 'Huh?'

Ke Zhongyu: 'Jiang Lai.'

Jiang Lai: 'I'm here.'

After saying that, she realized the most important thing he meant was her.

Jiang Lai pressed her lips, saying seriously: 'I'm really thinking, if cohabiting, will it affect my normal life and work?'

Ke Zhongyu dared not guarantee this time, still saying: you'll know only by trying.

Tonight Ke Zhongyu didn't stay over; he drove back alone, returning to his old home.

Looking at her son with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, Ms. Nian said: 'What wind blew you back?'

Ke Zhongyu: 'Jiang Lai and I are moving to Moonlit Shore Bay tomorrow to live; do you have anything to say?'

Cohabiting as an adult couple is quite normal; Ms. Nian considers herself fairly open-minded as parents, thinks elders should interfere less in children's affairs, and for a moment didn't understand why her son suddenly asked them this.

Ke Yue, sitting on the sofa, upon hearing, without lifting his head, exposed his son's little thought: 'We're just waiting to congratulate him.'

Ms. Nian slapped her forehead: 'Oh, congratulations, congratulations, this little friend.'

Ke Zhongyu: '……'

Ke Yue put down the electronic journal he was holding, looked at his son: 'Indeed there are things to remind: no premarital pregnancy, it's unfair to the woman.'