"No need, we can be considered friends. I'll help you take one day, two days is nothing."

Xiao Jie was moved. She really wanted to accept such a good opportunity, but if she agreed so readily, it would be unreasonable. Therefore, she refused.

"What if it's not a day or two? "Little Wan might be a bit busy recently, but she's still going to be in the movies, so I might be able to take care of her for a while. As you know, I have to work, so can you help me?"

Shu Zimo looked distressed and in need of help.

"Then you can get a nanny."

"That won't do. You also know that my sister is a star, and the outside world doesn't know that she has a child. If news of this gets out, then her star path will be ruined."

In order to coax Xiao Jie, Shu Zimo had revealed Xiao Wan's privacy.

Xiao Jie was shocked, and an evil thought appeared in her mind.

From the look on Shu Zimo's face, he seemed to like this little sister very much. Since she was his little sister, she was also that bastard Shu Zhenhui's daughter. If he could get revenge on her, perhaps …

The more she thought about it, the deeper these evil thoughts went. Looking at the beautiful boy in her hands, she was even a little jealous.

"Fine, I promise you. We'll calculate the salary according to the day. One hundred yuan a day, one hundred yuan a day."

Xiao Jie stretched out a hand to Shu Zimo.

"Sure, a hundred a day won't be a problem."

Shu Zimo really wanted to buy a string of firecrackers to use. This plan was too successful, he had finally lured the little white rabbit into the den of wolves.

Ye Zichen took out ten old heads from his wallet and smiled.

"I'll pay ten days in advance."

"No need, like I said, pay in heaven. You can pay again tomorrow at this time."

Xiao Jie only drew one and said seriously.

"OK, can we set off now?"

Shu Zimo looked happily at Xiao Jie's blushing face.

"You have to wait a bit. I need to bring a few change of clothes so that I don't have to come back for them."

As Xiao Jie spoke, she gave the children back to Shu Zimo and pushed them out of the door.

"Alright, then we'll wait for you in the car. You can pick it up slowly. There's no rush."

Shu Zimo smiled. The moment when Xiao Jie closed the door, he finally whistled.

Xiao Jie moved to the Shu household. Although she stayed for two days, she did not move away.

Although she also said she was leaving, Shu Zimo left her to be his babysitter, helping him tidy up his room and cook.

After getting along for some time, Little Jie was very obedient this time and did not say that she wanted to leave. Instead, she accepted the job.

Since Xiao Jie had come in, Shu Zimo had obviously been well-behaved. Other than noon, he would eat at home sooner or later.

Furthermore, they were very well-behaved and didn't say anything excessive. They didn't even mention anything between a man and a woman.

It was the nineteenth birthday of Xiao Jie. She had prepared a deal today and bought a lot of dishes in the morning to make a sumptuous meal. She also bought some medicine at the pharmacy and decided to present herself to Shu Zimo today.

But when the meal was ready, she waited. The food was cold, and no one came back from six until nine.

If it was in the past, Shu Zimo would have returned right after work. What was going on today?

He wanted to call him, but he was afraid that Shu Zimo would be suspicious, so he waited patiently.

However, it was already ten o'clock, yet there was still no one. Looking at the cold food on the table, the strong Xiao Jie finally cried.

She did not understand what had happened to her. It seemed that her plan had failed, and it had been ten years since her birthday. She thought that there would be someone to accompany her this year, but in the end, she was alone.

From that night until the evening of the second day, when Shu Zimo returned, she sat at the table without moving.

The candles on the table had burned out the night before, leaving only a few tear-like candles on the table.

"Xiao Jie, why aren't you lighting the lamps?"

Shu Zimo entered the house tiredly. Yesterday, his sister had gone missing. All day long, including the night, he had been accompanying the man who had abandoned his husband.

"Xiao Jie, what's wrong with you?"

When he turned on the light and saw the statue-like Xiao Jie sitting at the table, Shu Zimo was puzzled.

"It's nothing. The food is cold. I'll start cooking again now."

Hearing Shu Zimo's voice, the tears that Xiao Jie had held in her heart the night before gushed out.

She tried to stand up, but the long time she had been in the same position had numbed her, and she refused to listen to her orders.

"Xiao Jie, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Xiao Jie's teary tears, Shu Zimo was dumbfounded. She Xiaojie did not shed tears. Other than that time when she said he was a carrier of HIV, he had never seen her cry.

"Nothing, I was just thinking too much."

He pushed himself up from the table and went to pick up the basin. However, his hands were still inflexible. With a 'bang', the plate slipped from his hands.

"Xiao Jie, what's going on? Is it because I didn't return last night? "

Shu Zimo asked worriedly, not noticing the tears on the table as he went forward to support Xiao Jie.

"No, this is your house. If you want to go back, go back. If you don't want to, you don't need to."

Little Jie turned her face away. She didn't understand why she was feeling so sad and wronged. It was just that she didn't want Shu Zimo to see how weak she was right now.

"No, Wan'er went missing yesterday. I've been accompanying Wen Yi Fei the whole time. It's not that I don't want to come back, it's just that I can't come back. What is this?"

Only then did Shu Zimo notice the tears and candles on the table. Looking at the leftovers on the table which were obviously more sumptuous than usual, he had a moment of doubt.

"You … Yesterday was your birthday? "

he exclaimed, looking at the cake on the other side.

"No, I never have a birthday."

Xiao Jie wiped away her tears and tried to leave Shu Zimo, but fell to the ground due to the numbness in her legs.

"Sorry, sorry, I really didn't mean to not return yesterday …"

"It's not my birthday, go away."

He Xiaojie, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly shouted.

"Have you been sitting here since last night?"

Shu Zimo asked fearfully as he looked at the tears of grievance on Xiao Jie's face and the black sockets of her eyes.

"No, I just can't sleep."

Xiao Jie cried even louder. All these years, she had never waited for anyone. Other than the day her parents died, she had never stayed up all night for a fool.

"Xiao Jie, I'm sorry, you hit me, scold me. I'm really sorry, if I knew yesterday was …"

"Don't listen, go away. I already said that it's not my birthday, not my birthday …"

Xiao Jie covered her ears and cried loudly.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Shu Zimo's voice was trembling. He knew that he had committed a heinous crime.

"Shu Zimo, you're so detestable, so detestable. You know, I haven't had my birthday in ten years. I thought that you would accompany me during this eleventh year, but …" "You bastard, you're hateful …"

For the first time, she wailed willfully and beat Shu Zimo resentfully.

"I'm sorry, but we have to live today. From today onwards, can we change our birthday to today? We're going out for our birthdays? "

Shu Zimo said apologetically, holding Xiao Jie in his arms.

"No, a birthday is a birthday. It's already past, there won't be a 19th birthday anymore."

Little Jie cried even louder, he had no sincerity at all.

"Xiao Jie, please forgive me, I really did not mean not to return, Xiao Jie …"

Shu Zimo carried Xiao Jie to the sofa and gently wiped her tears with his thumb, but the speed at which he wiped them was nothing compared to the speed of her tears.

"Director Shu, I've resigned. From today onwards, I won't be your nanny anymore. I don't want to stay here anymore."

Xiao Jie shook her head. In that moment, she had forgotten her plans. She had forgotten that her hatred was directed toward the man in front of her.

"No, Xiao Jie, forgive me. Give me a chance to make amends."

Shu Zimo held Xiao Jie's face and begged softly. Looking at Xiao Jie's tear-stained face, he slowly leaned over.

She had known him for almost a year, and she had spoken of his unreasonable demands many times. She had also felt the urge to kiss him.

However, the kiss never succeeded, either because of Little Jie's AIDS or because of her refusal. For a long time, the two of them had maintained a pure 'customer' relationship.

Shu Zimo's lips brushed against his long eyelashes, and he closed his eyes out of instinct.

That soft, feather-like kiss gently took away the tears on her face, like petals falling on her heart.

His lips became hotter and hotter as they slid down his cheek to his lips.

Little Jie trembled slightly. In nineteen years, no one in her memory had ever kissed her like this.

Such a gentle and tender kiss evaporated all the tears in her heart. It was like the sunlight of spring, illuminating her lonely and dark heart.

Shu Zimo poked his tongue out, prying open Xiao Jie's lips, deepening this tender kiss.

"Xiao Jie, can you be my woman?"

Xiao Jie's rosy cheeks immediately turned white.

"Sorry, did I scare you?"

Shu Zimo's passion and desire cooled down when he saw Xiao Jie's pale face.

"No, I'll go cook."

Xiao Jie hit Shu Zimo again. Just now, she was crying so much that her face seemed frozen. Was he that scary?

"Stop cooking, are we going out to eat tonight?"

Shu Zimo took Xiao Jie's hand. He wanted to make it up to her for her birthday.

"I bought a lot of dishes yesterday. If I don't cook today, it will be broken. You sit down and I'll go cook. I'll be done soon."

Xiao Jie stood up, avoiding Shu Zimo's gentle eyes.

Shu Zimo did not insist, seeing Xiao Jie busy collecting the leftovers on the table made him feel at home for the first time.

At this moment, in his eyes, Xiao Jie was just a busy little wife. Seeing that the dishes on the table were all taken away, Shu Zimo stood up and took over the task of wiping the table.

Seeing the wine open, Shu Zimo's apology deepened. He cleaned up the table, took out two more wine glasses, and poured the wine onto the table.

He brought it to his nose and smelled it. This wine was probably taken by Xiao Jie from the liquor cabinet. It was 90 years old. It seemed that Xiao Jie had a deeper reason for choosing this wine.

Nineteen years of wine, nineteen years of birthday.

Somewhat unable to bear the temptation, Zimo actually took a sip first.

When Xiao Jie came out with the dishes, she saw that Shu Zimo had poured the wine and a wine cup was shallow.

She had added medicine to this wine yesterday, but after a day and a night, perhaps the effects had already evaporated.

Xiao Jie did not make a sound, and silently returned to the kitchen to continue cooking.

Shu Zimo seemed a little depressed. When all the dishes were ready, he drank half a bottle of wine.

Seeing that there was no change in Shu Zimo's expression, Xiao Jie's heart was filled with rage.

There were too many counterfeits these days. She must have bought a fake medicine. Otherwise, how could he not react with so much wine? She put two pills in yesterday.

"Director Shu, it's time to eat."

She put two bowls of rice on the table. It was heavy, and Shu Zimo seemed to be frightened. He raised his eyes to look at her and then laid his head on the table without saying a word.

Xiao Jie looked at Shu Zimo, who was lying on the table, and knocked on the bowl with her chopsticks.

"Director Shu, it's time to eat —"

"Young Master Shu, time to eat — —"

"Shu Zimo, time to eat —"

No one replied after calling her three times, only then did Xiao Jie walk over and lift Shu Zimo's head. Indeed, his eyes were closed.

Xiao Jie chuckled and quickly placed Shu Zimo on the ground.

Originally, she had wanted to directly pull out the chair, but she was afraid that she would wake up from the fall.