A few years had passed.
As soon as Adonis got off the plane and returned home, the sight of a messy living room with many snack bags and coke cans scattered on the table greeted him. There was also some loud music blasting upstairs.
He frowned and shouted to the person playing music upstairs.
"Selina!"
There was nobody, except for her, who would dare to make this house look like it had been robbed by a bandit.
After calling her twice and hearing no answer, Adonis put down his suitcase and headed upstairs.
The door of his bedroom was wide open.
Inside his room, there was a girl wearing a crop-top white T shirt and panties with a Mashimaro printed on it. She was shaking her head and swaying her body to the music playing from the computer while eating snacks.
Upon seeing this, Adonis, who was just about to go in, immediately looked away and turned around to knock on the open door.
"Eh? When did you come back? !"
Selina's gaze shifted from the man with his back to the door to her own clothes. Realizing that she had no trousers on, Selina immediately picked her trousers up and put them on. Then, she said in a somewhat reproachful tone, "Why are you here now? I thought you were supposed to come back tomorrow."
After hurriedly putting on her pants, she pulled the pink bra from the sofa and went into the bathroom to put it on.
After she got dressed, Adonis turned off the TV and looked at Selina, who was still barely dressed.
Selina simply pulled her hair up into a ponytail with a rubber band and walked up to him.
"This is my home. I can come back whenever I want. What about you, why are you here again?"
Ever since she stayed in his house for two days when she was eleven years old, she had taken the place as her own territory. Every time she came to JA City, she would stay at Adonis' house without even asking for permission.
"Your parents have gone on a trip. Sally and Sean are on their honeymoon. I really don't have a place to stay!"
Selina blinked her almond eyes and shrugged innocently.
Adonis frowned and looked at his bedroom, which was in a total mess. Holding back his anger, he asked, "Then why don't you just stay in a hotel?"
"The hotel is too expensive! Besides, no one lives here when you're gone. And even if you're here, there are still a lot of other rooms. Why would I waste money by staying in a hotel?"
Selina said, spreading out her hands. Although this small villa was not as enormous as the Seaview Villa, there was still more than enough space for several people to live in it.
"Reall
suddenly chuckled, seemingly realizing something all of a sudden. "So that's why you deliberately pester me every time and come to live with me? In order to seize the best man there is?"
"Smart! Adonis, since you already know that, I don't have to confess my love to you anymore."
Selina blinked and chuckled at him. "So, don't you have to respond to me or something?"
Adonis looked back at Selina and couldn't help but smile. Unlike other girls, there was not a single trace of shyness in her face.
"I just want to say that your father, Uncle Steven, is always smart and perceptive."
Then, he lowered his head and went back to eating.
"What do you mean?"
Selina asked, arching her eyebrows.
When Adonis finished his meal, he put down his chopsticks, glanced at her, shook his head, and chuckled. "Selina, do you think that you look like a woman?"
"I..."
Before Selina could even say anything, Adonis stood up and went upstairs.
"What? I don't look like a woman? What makes you say that? I have everything that a woman should have, and my measurements are not bad.
You haven't even seen my entire body with your own eyes. How can you say that I don't look like a woman?" Selina murmured to herself as she frowned and glared at his back.
In the afternoon, Selina was about to take a nap when she heard a knock on the door.
As soon as she opened the door, a bag was thrown at her.
"What? You want me to be your assistant again?"
With his bag in her hand, Selina looked up at Adonis as he stood by the door. He smoothed his tie and looked at her. She wasn't in a good mood.
"You have five minutes to prepare. I've got an interview."
With that, Adonis made his way downstairs.