Chapter 82: When opening the door, I wasn't wearing any clothes!

Su Manyao glared fiercely at Jiang Cheng before running to open the door, then came back holding a bag of ingredients and placed it on the counter.

Seeing Jiang Cheng soaked through, Su Manyao hesitated and said, "Go take a shower first, don't catch a chill."

She also felt somewhat guilty, having forgotten to tell Jiang Cheng that the faucet was broken; otherwise he wouldn't have gotten drenched.

Jiang Cheng stood there with water all over his feet, his clothes completely soaked; he pinched the wet fabric with his fingers to hold it up, so the soaked clothes wouldn't cling to his skin.

It was a bit difficult—this was his first time at Yujie's place and he had no change of clothes; if he waited a while, maybe his clothes could be hung here, but what to do now? Su Manyao's earlier anger had clearly subsided a bit, and she said again, "I'll call property management to have them bring you clothes; go take a shower first, the bathroom has fresh towels."

After making such a mess on his first visit to Yujie's home, Jiang Cheng felt a bit dazed, standing there motionless.

Yujie walked over, ignoring the water all over the floor, grabbed Jiang Cheng's hand and said, "Why are you just standing there? Come with me!"

Like a caring older sister, she dragged Jiang Shan toward the bathroom, then pushed Jiang Cheng inside and closed the door.

Su Manyao's bathroom is also huge; Jiang Cheng couldn't figure it out—living alone in such a big room, wouldn't it feel empty?

Could this be the life of the rich? He walked in and surveyed the bathroom; everything looked brand‑new, including the toiletries, and even the towels were new, still wrapped in packaging.

It seems Yujie's home has more than just this bathroom; normally this one probably isn't used.

So he relaxed, no longer fearing to see anything embarrassing, quickly took off his clothes, turned on the hot water, and stood under the showerhead.

Hot water poured down from above, and Jiang Cheng's mood gradually eased.

After leaving the bathroom, Jiang Cheng wrapped himself in a towel, but his six‑pack abs and lumpy flesh remained exposed.

In fact, he was bare‑chested.

Anyway, their relationship was already settled, Yujie had come over, he'd even taken a shower—why be so shy? He came out wrapped in a towel and saw Yujie sitting on the sofa, head down, fiddling with something.

Walking over for a look, Yujie was holding a pair of white casual flat‑bottom shoes; the shoes looked new, with two pink appliqués on the sides.

Yujie was concentrating on lacing the shoes, but the laces were all tangled.

Jiang Cheng didn't understand why new shoes still needed laces tied by oneself; "Sit here a moment, property management will bring the clothes over soon?" Su Manyao said, lifting her head to look at Jiang Cheng.

This glance left Su Manyao dazed; his gaze unconsciously slid from Jiang Cheng's chest to his abs, then he stared blankly, as if time had frozen.

Jiang Cheng took in his entire expression.

Heh, you're confused, huh?

Su Manyao really was looking dazed; it took a few seconds before she hastily withdrew her gaze.

She didn't even mention Jiang Cheng not wearing a shirt, as if the fact that she'd just stared at him in confusion had never happened.

She pulled the laces she had just threaded out again, saying, "These laces are so troublesome—why can't they be like high heels that don't need tying?"

Listening to her voice, Jiang Cheng seemed a little annoyed.

If we let Yujie keep trying much longer, she might lose her temper!

Jiang Cheng sat beside Yujie, then took the shoes from her hand: "Let me put them on for you; with your laces like this, people out there would think you're single and nobody's looking after you."

Jiang Cheng did it on purpose—he had already seen Yujie's earlobes turn red.

But Yujie cares about face; she just stays silent.

So he couldn't resist launching another offensive on Yujie.

Yujie let Jiang Cheng take the shoes from her hand, her eyes fixed on the TV, biting her lip without speaking, as if she suddenly wanted to watch TV. Jiang Cheng stopped at the right point, then looked at the shoes in his hand, fully loosening the laces Yujie had just threaded, intending to re‑lace them.

Yujie, sitting nearby, furtively glanced at Jiang Cheng's hand movements, then immediately looked back at the TV.

After a while, she furtively glanced again! "Bring your foot over." After a moment Jiang Cheng said.

"Oh." Su Manyao responded, her eyes still glued to the TV, but she placed both feet in front of Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng reached out, lifted one foot onto his thigh, slipped the shoe on, aligned it, and tied a butterfly knot.

He pulled the other foot over and put on the shoe.

When it came time to tie the laces, he realized this way was wrong, so he undid the butterfly knot again.

Then he tied the two sides of the laces together, making a knot.

He lifted his head to look at Su Manyao.

Yujie was watching TV with a straight face, but Jiang Cheng knew she was pretending!

He chuckled lightly, said nothing, and let his gaze fall on Yujie's legs.

Because she was seated, her skirt had ridden up a bit, revealing the entire calf below the knee.

Yujie's calves were straight and round, yet very slender.

And white! Dong dong dong~ the knocking sounded again; this time Jiang Cheng was used to it, he put Yujie's feet on the sofa, stood up first, and said, "I'll go open the door."

Surely it was the property people coming; neither of them thought much of it.

Yujie saw Jiang Cheng rise to open the door, his back turned to her.

Only then did she furtively raise a hand, cover her face, then press the back of her hand to her forehead, as if checking her temperature.

Then she immediately withdrew her hand, glanced toward the direction Jiang Cheng had gone to open the door, and continued watching TV with a straight face.

The room door opened. Jiang Cheng froze.

Because standing at the doorway wasn't the property staff, but that couple he had met when looking for a work venue that day.

How did they come to knock on Yujie's door?

Jiang Cheng furrowed his brows.

"Are you following me, thinking this is my place? Boss, what do you want?" Jiang Cheng said in a cold tone.

Standing outside the door were Su Bancheng and Wang Lin.

The door opened, they saw Jiang Cheng, also looking bewildered, shocked speechless! They had come to their daughter's home, yet the one opening the door was Jiang Cheng? Their gaze swept over Jiang Cheng's body—plus he was bare‑chested, wrapped only in a towel?!

"We—" Su Bancheng blushed, opened his mouth but couldn't speak, drew in a hard breath, steeling himself.

He himself felt this feeling was strange! Clearly he'd seen another man in his daughter's house; he should be the one angry! Or if not anger, he should be the one in charge! Yet Su Manyao doesn't like her life being barged into without notice by others!

This time they came without prior notice, already quite risky, risking Su Manyao's anger.

But now they've encountered this scene—Jiang Cheng really is here! Indeed, they'd even imagined this possibility beforehand! But they never imagined Jiang Cheng would open the door without wearing any clothes at all!

(End of chapter)