Dream Pavilion, a name of exquisite elegance, matched perfectly with its owner's beauty, just as Jun Haotian had anticipated. Jin Mengjie, the only daughter of Jin Qiming and the sole heir to the Jinzi Tower Group. Despite her tender age, she was undeniably a stunning beauty.
Clad in adorable Pikachu-themed pajamas, she managed to look charming rather than inappropriate. Her long eyelashes, fair skin, and typical melon-seed-shaped face added to her allure.
"Miss Jin, I am the bodyguard personally assigned to you by your father. From now on, we'll be living under the same roof. Please take care of me!" Jun Haotian preempted Uncle Ren's introduction.
Uncle Ren was speechless, thinking to himself: Who is this familiar so quickly?
Jin Mengjie took a sip of her coffee and replied, "I don't need a bodyguard." She scrutinized Jun Haotian before continuing, "And I don't like people like you!"
Jun Haotian lounged lazily on the sofa, lighting a cigarette without offering any rebuttal, his gaze shifting to Uncle Ren. Uncle Ren quickly explained, "Miss, this is a personal arrangement by the chairman. He went to great lengths to secure Mr. Jun's services."
"I don't care. I don't like him, let alone want him living here! Uncle Ren, I'll talk to my father about this!"
"Well, Miss, the chairman is currently out of town. He's abroad negotiating with the Mitsubishi Group and should be on a plane right now."
Jin Mengjie furrowed her delicate brows, "Hmph, he did this on purpose!"
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"Uh..." Uncle Ren hesitated, seeing Miss Jin's anger.
With her jade-like finger pointing at Jun Haotian, Jin Mengjie haughtily declared, "I don't care; he can't stay here. Uncle Ren, deal with this!"
Just as she prepared to go upstairs, Uncle Ren felt helpless, thinking: Miss, do you know how many people would die to associate with the Jun family? And here you are, rejecting such a treasure!
"Mr. Jun, my apologies, Miss Jin is just like this. Please bear with her and don't take offense," Uncle Ren apologized cautiously.
Jun Haotian, unfazed, continued smiling charmingly, "A bit of personality is good; otherwise, there'd be no challenge. I've straightened out many ladies in the capital. A tame lamb wouldn't interest me."
Rising slowly, Jun Haotian asked, "Uncle Ren, which room is mine?"
Seeing Jun Haotian had no intention of leaving and brazenly asked about his room, Jin Mengjie, who had not yet gone upstairs, was infuriated, "How can you be so shameless? I told you to leave, and yet you plan to stay?"
Just as Miss Jin was about to explode, a sweet, childish voice rang out, "Oh no, oh no, Jie Jie, Jie Jie, you have to see if I got fat or if my cheongsam shrunk."
A figure rushed out from the backyard, her long black hair flowing. Her face, though, was like a cartoon character's, babyish with a hint of redness, her large eyes teary as if about to cry. She looked like a delicate porcelain doll.
If not for her fully developed body, Jun Haotian would have thought she was a child.
This doll-like girl wore an inappropriately revealing outfit—a blue and white porcelain cheongsam, extremely short, showing off her slender white thighs. She stood in front of Jin Mengjie, touching her incongruously large chest, "Jie Jie, look, it's so tight. Have I eaten too many papayas lately?"
Her adorable face, ample bosom, sinuous waist, and slender legs combined into a man's nightmare. Especially with her unintentional cuteness, Jun Haotian's eyes glazed over, thinking: What a rarity!
Noticing Jun Haotian's inappropriate gaze, Jin Mengjie admonished the girl, "Xin'er, we have guests, mind your image!"
"Oh, we have guests?" Shangguan Xin'er turned to see Uncle Ren and then Jun Haotian, sitting on the sofa with a wicked grin. She paused, then shyly murmured, "So handsome, so cool, I really want to touch him!"