Chapter 856: If You Can, I Can't

ian called out to him, "Zhi Mu, you'd better not go down."Jun Zhi Mu frowned, turning his head to look back at him.He needs someone else's approval to go downstairs and pick up Qiao Baier and Jun Zhiy...They are preparing an engagement party themselves.

The venue was a nightclub under the Jun family's umbrella. The staff were given a paid week-long holiday, and although several of the managers had initially wanted to stay behind to help out, they were all turned down by Qiao Bao'er.

"Zhi Mu married a wife like this, tsk tsk... truly a wastrel." Lu Qinian pushed his work back a week especially to come join the fun.

"Do you know how much this nightclub's weekly revenue is"

Qiao Bao'er threw a box of balloons at him, "Hurry up and blow up the balloons, you scoundrel!"

Later, everyone found out that Henry's original agency was very opportunistic. Seeing that Henry had recently been in high spirits and seemed to be getting along well with several bigwigs in the industry, they wanted to sign him again.

As a result, Lu Qinan directly got in the way. This guy had been secretly helping Henry all along and got him to sign a servitude contract.

"There's nothing I can do. My family isn't as wealthy as the Junzhi牧 family. They make big investments, while my Lu family builds wealth gradually, content with modest prosperity."

"Are you still Xiao Fu, the swindler"

Lu Qinan smiled brightly, not at all hiding his pride. He signed Henry directly, and his media company had gained another powerful general to exploit.

"Henry was willing, he had been so down on his luck before, only I reached out with a warm hand to help him through the tough times, teaching him how to pursue a wife."

Lu Qinan felt that he was practically a bodhisattva, having earned a fortune simply by accident.

Qiao Bao'er saw him so smug, holding a paintbrush really wanted to smear on his face, "Is it your credit, is it Jun Zhimu's credit!"

Jun's shepherd wants to send Henry back, which has driven this unfortunate couple to desperation.

Lu Qinian rubbed his chin, pondering, "That's right, Zhi Mu's move... no wonder he was able to defeat even you."

"Am I that hard to chew!" Qiao Bao'er retorted angrily.

The person who was helping blow up balloons suddenly fell silent, and Henry and the others couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Jun Zhi Mu emptied a space, claiming it was the engagement venue for Henry. Everyone saw Qiao Bao'er running around busily and exchanged glances tacitly. It was obvious they were giving her something to do.

This entertainment complex has a total of 32 floors. Due to Qiao Bao'er's limited energy, she only wreaked havoc on the top floor, hired wedding planners, and used a lot of balloons to decorate and extensively renovated the walls.

Joe Bao'er wasn't tired at all, instead, she climbed up and down with great enthusiasm. She wore a hat made from folded newspaper, climbed onto the ladder, and pretended to be a construction worker painting.

"I discovered that I have a knack for being a laborer. Maybe I should go work construction someday." Qiao Bao'er was in good spirits as she brushed the wall.

Climbing high ladders, women are indeed quite patient, brushing little by little without missing any space.

She had been a salted fish in the Jun family for so long, it was rare to have some work to do. Qiao Bao'er was very dedicated. She found that after working all day during the day, she slept soundly at night.

"I told Junzhi that I wanted to go back to work, but he wouldn't let me," she said from her perch on the high ladder, chatting with people below.

But, no one responded to her.

Qiao Baoer ignored him and continued working. Around lunchtime, Lu Qinian and the others went out to buy food.

There was a small gap in the ceiling above, untouched by the pink water paint. He held a small bucket of paint in his left hand and a brush in his right. He stood on tiptoes, stretching his arm to touch the gap...

"Be careful—"

The sight below was so terrifying that they couldn't help but gasp.

Qiao Bao'er quickly brushed over it, and even the blank spaces were covered with pink water paint, perfect.

He lowered his head somewhat irritably, "Don't yell, you scared me."

Only then did she see the person who helped her up the stairs was Junzhimu.

While the group of Lu Qinan and Henry stood far away, each one of them grinned mischievously.

No wonder she was talking to herself up there, nobody was paying her any attention. It turns out it's Junzhi Mu who came.

"Come down."

From below, Jun Zhi牧’s voice was cold and urging as she descended the stairs.

"I still haven't finished scrubbing." Qiao Baoer held the ladder with both hands, looking like she wasn't done and wouldn't come down.

She had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. She painted the whole white wall a dreamy pink, except for that one empty space in the middle. No matter what, she absolutely had to finish painting it.

"Can you come down"

Jun Zhi Mu's patience has increased by several levels recently.

"No." Qiao Bao'er's reply was also quite straightforward.

A few people watching from the corner were on edge. Henry muttered under his breath, 'I suddenly admire Ms. Qiao.' That courage was unparalleled. Regular customer Lu Qinan clicked his tongue, 'This is nothing to her.'

In Lu Qinnan's eyes and his circle of friends, Qiao Baoer's greatest contribution was that she successfully tempered Jun Zhimu's fiery temper, lowering it by several dangerous levels. Over the years they've been married, Jun Zhimu's temperament has noticeably mellowed.

Fang Mei and Zhu Xiaowei, who was heavily pregnant, were also there. Seeing Jun Zhimu's grim expression, they thought he would forcefully pull the person down, which surprised them. "Come down," he said, "I'll help you brush."

No one else dared to breathe.

Qiao Bao'er hesitated for a while on the ladder before reluctantly climbing down and letting him go up.

"Can you paint, Your Majesty" She handed him the bucket and brush, not forgetting to give him a little disapproving look.

"You will," Jun Zhi Mu raised an eyebrow and glanced at her, "Can I not"

Jo Bao'er immediately clamped her lips shut.

Her old landlord has a strong sense of self-esteem and wants to do everything better than others.

Junzhi Mu, dressed in that hundred thousand yuan suit, rolled up his sleeves and got to work painting the walls with the construction crew. He was actually quite good at it.

Fang Mei and Zhu Xiaowei even felt that this man who did hard labor had a kind of sacred aura, really handsome.

Unfortunately, Qiao Bao'er didn't feel a thing.

She looked up and complained, "Junzhimu, you're applying the water-based paint too thickly. You need to apply a thin layer first, and wait for it to dry before applying another."

A deathly silence hung in the air, no one daring to speak.

Junzhi Mu personally brushed this less than one square meter wall, making those below him watch with great tension.

It's done! Standing beside him, Qiao Bao'er smiled with glee, like a good buddy she nudged Jun Zhimu’s arm with her elbow. "How was that Wasn't it fun"

Junzhi Mu looked at the plain pink wall and suddenly found it quite pleasing. He hummed in agreement.

"Junzhi Mu, your hair has lacquer."

"Help me with it."

He took her into the restroom to clean her up.

Lu Qinan and the others had dirty thoughts in their minds. They immediately whispered to everyone, forbidding them from entering the restroom.

"I just saw a very obvious red mark on Junzhi's mu's neck. What is it"

"Could it be a hickey A hickey that deep"

Lu Qinan smiled and looked at Henry, teasingly, "…Learn a bit, see how colorful other people's married life is."

Pei Haoran and Zhu Xiaoyue only listened, truly ashamed of themselves.

Fang Mei said innocently, "I feel like Junzhi Mu and Qiao Baier aren't that heavy-handed either."

This instantly caused everyone to burst into laughter. Lu Qinan revealed, "I heard that Qiao Bao'er even took the initiative to propose to Zhi Mu, and the process was so violent and devoid of romance hahaha..." Everyone imagined various scenarios.nd the restless Jun Xiaxia immediately froze.The child has blue eyes, clear and bright. Looking at her for a while, the little body flipped over, burying its face in her abdomen, clutching her sleeve...