Chapter 2844: Why Does My Wife Follow Me Every Day? 04

Yun Jian lifted the cup and took a sip of coffee.

The foam was velvety, the coffee rich and aromatic, the temperature just right, but all his attention focused on that waft of sandalwood scent, growing clearer the closer he got, threads of it slipping into his nose, almost making him inhale deeply against his will.

"It's delicious." Yun Jian set down the cup, his voice a little lower than usual, "Boss Jin's skill is excellent."

"Glad you like it." Jin Chen smiled, turned, and went back behind the counter.

Yun Jian watched his back, then lifted the cup again and took another sip.

This time, he closed his eyes, letting himself sink into that sandalwood aroma.

The sound of rain in the shop, the coffee machine running, and Jin Chen occasionally moving about and greeting customers accompanied these sounds as Yun Jian sat there, slowly finishing a latte.

"Want a refill?" Jin Chen asked.

"No thanks." Yun Jian stood up, "The rain has eased; I should head back. There are still customers to attend to in the shop."

Jin Chen nodded, gave him a small smile, "Then come again another day."

"All right, thank you for the coffee today."

"You're welcome."

Yun Jian pushed the door open and left, his silhouette disappearing into the rain curtain.

Jin Chen stood at the doorway for a few seconds before turning back inside.

It felt like he had forgotten something.

Jin Chen suddenly fell into thought.

Xiao Liu had just confirmed the takeout order with the pastry chef, turned around, and saw the boss leaning heavily against the counter; after holding back repeatedly, he still couldn't help asking, "Boss, why did you buy nine meals?"

Jin Chen: "……"

He remembered—there was a starving ghost upstairs.

As he just went upstairs, he saw Tan Quan crouched at the stairwell, ear pressed to the door, eavesdropping.

"Heard enough?" Jin Chen raised an eyebrow.

Tan Quan startled, nearly tumbling down the stairs.

He steadied himself, gave a dry chuckle, "Uh… you were gone too long! I could smell the food! I'm starving!"

"Your nose is pretty sharp." Jin Chen picked up the takeout bag.

On the second floor, Jin Chen laid out the takeout boxes, quite a sight.

Seeing the food, Tan Quan's eyes went wide; without waiting for Jin Chen's greeting, he lunged over, grabbed a box of rice, and began to wolf it down.

Jin Chen sat opposite him, leisurely opened his own lunch, and ate while observing Tan Quan.

The way this guy eats rice……

Really like a starving ghost reborn.

In just a few minutes, one box of rice was emptied, then he opened a second……third……

Jin Chen pondered briefly, then had 999 activate the recording function to save this footage.

999: 【Okay, recording started.】

【Lord Jin Chen, may I ask the reason?】

【Let Zero Egg take a look at its cross‑species good buddy.】 Jin Chen remarked.

999: 【……】

Sometimes the filter of the senior system shatters—just an instant.

By the time he reached the fifth box, Tan Quan's speed finally slowed.

He lifted his head, let out a satisfied belch, and only then noticed Jin Chen had been watching him.

"What are you looking at me for?" Tan Quan asked warily.

"Watching you eat is interesting." Jin Chen set down his chopsticks, "Full?"

"Not bad… I could still eat a bit more." Tan Quan said, opening a sixth box.

Jin Chen said nothing more, turned, and went into the kitchen.

When he emerged from the kitchen again, Tan Quan had already cleared all the food, slumped on the sofa rubbing his stomach.

Jin Chen approached him, looking down, and said, "Now, tell me what exactly you do."

Tan Quan's eyes widened instantly, eyeing him warily, "I'm just an ordinary person……"

"No ordinary person would call themselves ordinary." Jin Chen's tone was flat.

Tan Quan: "……"

Jin Chen's tone gradually grew oppressive, "Tan Quan, I saved you, gave you food—not to have you lie."

Tan Quan pressed his lips together, his eyes darting.

After a few seconds of standoff, Tan Quan was the first to back down.

He scratched his head, irritably saying, "……I can't say; telling you would do you no good."

"Then tell me what you can say." Jin Chen sat on the sofa opposite him, "For example, why did you faint at my shop's door?"

Tan Quan remained silent for a long time before whispering, "Someone is chasing me."

"Who?"

"I can't tell you." Tan Quan shook his head, "Those people are troublesome; you'd better not get involved."

Jin Chen suddenly asked, "Is it related to the underground fighting arena?"

Tan Quan's pupils contracted sharply, "How do you know?"

"Just a guess." Jin Chen leaned into the sofa, posture relaxed but eyes sharp.

Tan Quan opened his mouth, then slumped his head down, "Yeah, I fought there."

"Codename?"

"... jackals."

Jin Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, "So the people chasing you are from the boxing arena?"

"Partly." Tan Quan gave a bitter smile, "There's also another part of trouble; in short, I need to lie low for a while."

Jin Chen: "You can stay here temporarily, but there are a few conditions."

Tan Quan immediately sat up straight, "Speak!"

"First, don't cause me trouble. Second, don't get close to the flower shop next door and the people inside. Third, if you need anything, tell me; don't run around on your own."

Jin Chen turned around, "Can you do that?"

Tan Quan hesitated for a moment, nodded, "Yes."

Anyway, he was very unwilling.

But he always felt that this boss, who looked fierce at first glance, might actually be truly fierce, making even a black-boxing fighter like him feel uneasy.

"Then that's settled." Jin Chen said, "I don't often stay here, but you can't use the master bedroom; the guest room is yours, the bathroom is over there, the cabinet has spare towels and toothbrushes, and tomorrow I'll get you a few changes of clothes."

"Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!!" Tan Quan shouted loudly.

It's very noisy.

Jin Chen closed his eyes, turned, and went downstairs.

Tan Quan slumped on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.

After a long while, he finally raised his hand to touch his face, then looked at his own hand, and muttered softly, "How did this happen…… Now I'm in trouble……"

The second floor of the flower shop next door.

Yun Jian stood by the window.

The rain was still falling, water stains streaked the glass, and only blurry light and shadow could be seen.

He held a cup of warm water in his hand, his gaze falling on the window of the coffee shop's second floor, and involuntarily the image of Jin Chen appeared in his mind: his distinctively jointed hands, sleeves rolled up to reveal his forearms, and the side profile of his face as he lowered his head to make coffee, with a faint waistline visible beneath his shirt.

Yun Jian's fingertips unconsciously rubbed the rim of the cup.

Two rabbits hopped onto the balcony, yet they were very obedient, and Yun Jian didn't worry they would fall off.

Yun Jian reached out and stroked the soft fur on the rabbit's back, "That's him, I recognized him."

"This is really fate."

The rabbit twitched its nose, then suddenly bit Yun Jian's finger; Yun Jian sternly corrected, "It's not what you think."

"However, you're right, I need to give him a gift."