Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten-Chapter 145: A Secretary Job is Within Reach

Han Wenwen took the blow dryer and stepped in front of Lin Zhengran.

But because she wasn’t tall enough, she had to stand on her tiptoes to dry the front of his hair.

Of course—

This gave her the perfect excuse to rest one hand on his chest.

Her soft, fair hand gently pressed against his muscles, feeling their firm contours—

Her heart pounded faster.

Biting her lip, Han Wenwen felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

She had won.

But at the same time—

She still had to focus on drying his hair without completely losing herself in her own thoughts.

Lin Zhengran, seeing how tense she was, casually asked,

"Aren’t your feet getting tired standing like that?"

Han Wenwen shook her head slightly.

"Not at all~ Taking care of Zhengran gege isn’t tiring at all! Wenwen was born to take care of you."

Lin Zhengran sighed internally.

"Where does this fox even learn these ridiculous lines?"

One minute later.

Han Wenwen tried to reach the top of his head but found that—

Even standing on tiptoes wasn’t enough.

She grinned awkwardly.

"Okay, maybe I’m not tired, but I’m definitely too short. My arms aren’t long enough!"

Then, she brightened up.

"How about we move to the bed? There’s an outlet there—I can dry your hair properly!"

Lin Zhengran reached out his hand, signaling for her to hand over the blow dryer.

"I’ll do it myself. If we move to the bed, your hair will get all over it. You won’t want to clean it up later."

But Han Wenwen hugged the blow dryer to her chest, refusing to give it up.

"No way~! So what if a few strands of hair end up on the bed? I’d actually love it if Zhengran gege’s things stayed on my bed! I’d sleep better at night."

Lin Zhengran rubbed his temples.

"Do you even hear yourself? You sound like a complete lunatic."

Han Wenwen tilted her head, bit her lip, and smirked playfully.

Her fox-like eyes gleamed mischievously.

"Can you blame me~? I like Zhengran gege so much that anything of his makes me happy~"

And so… the battlefield moved to the bed.

The time was only around 2 PM.

Sunlight poured in through the windows, and outside, the sounds of children playing and dogs barking filled the neighborhood.

Lin Zhengran leaned back against a pillow, while Han Wenwen plugged in the blow dryer and knelt beside him to start drying his hair.

Now, this was much easier.

Her hands alternated—sometimes resting on his shoulder, sometimes pressing against his chest.

The low hum of the blow dryer filled the air as his damp hair slowly dried.

Lin Zhengran, for the first time, took a closer look at Han Wenwen’s stockings.

The tight fabric followed the natural curve of her legs—

Now that he was actually observing, he had to admit—

She suited them perfectly.

Like they had been designed for her.

Han Wenwen, being incredibly perceptive, immediately noticed his gaze.

While blow-drying his hair, she suddenly teased,

"Zhengran gege is such a perv~ Staring at my legs for so long. Are they really that nice to look at?"

Lin Zhengran raised an eyebrow.

"You’re one to talk. You’ve been staring at my upper body this entire time. Is that nice to look at?"

Han Wenwen froze—

Then quickly looked away, clearly flustered.

"Hmph! Zhengran gege is so mean! Making it sound like I’m shameless! I wasn’t looking… not really! At least not right now!"

Her voice got quieter at the end.

Lin Zhengran glanced down—

And saw that her hand was resting on his stomach.

"Oh? So now you’re not just looking—you’re touching?"

Han Wenwen immediately tried to play innocent.

She rubbed his abs slightly, grinning cheekily.

"Touching? What touching? I’m just resting my hand. When drying hair, I need something to support myself, right?"

Lin Zhengran grabbed her hand and moved it away.

But Han Wenwen panicked and quickly put it back.

"No! Don’t move my hand away~! I like resting my hand here!"

Lin Zhengran sighed.

"You can hold onto the blanket or my shoulder, not my stomach."

Han Wenwen immediately protested.

"No! I want to hold your stomach! And what do you mean I can’t touch you?! Zhengran gege is mine! I should be able to touch!"

Without waiting for a response, she reached back down and placed her hand on his abs again.

"Besides, everyone’s body is different. My body is just naturally suited to holding onto Zhengran gege’s stomach~"

Lin Zhengran gave up.

"I should just let her be."

Just then, Lin Zhengran’s phone buzzed.

It was a message from Jiang Jingshi.

Jiang Jingshi:

"The company paperwork is almost done. There are just two more approvals left. But next week, you’ll need to come sign some documents. A few forms require both of our signatures."

Lin Zhengran:

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"Got it, Jiang jie. I’ll drop by next week. Thanks for handling everything."

Jiang Jingshi:

"It’s nothing. Handling paperwork isn’t hard. Oh, by the way, the final results for the New Star Rankings will be out soon. Does Jiang Xueli have a video account? She should make one now while the buzz is high. It could bring in a lot of income."

Lin Zhengran:

"I mentioned video platforms to her before. I’ll remind her next week."

Jiang Jingshi:

"Good. I’m heading into a meeting now. Call me if anything comes up~"

Lin Zhengran:

"Got it, Jiang jie."

As soon as he put his phone down, he realized something—

Han Wenwen had shifted closer.

She was now leaning against his shoulder, reading over his messages.

Although she hadn’t seen everything, she had caught a glimpse of the name at the top.

Her fox-like eyes narrowed suspiciously.

"Jiang jie?"

She stared at him, her expression filled with jealousy and suspicion.

Lin Zhengran met her gaze.

The blow dryer was still humming in the background—

But Han Wenwen’s entire focus was now on him.

Her eyes were full of accusation and possessiveness.

Lin Zhengran explained calmly,

"I told you before—I have an older sister I know. You even smelled her scent on me last time. Recently, we started a business together, so we’ve been handling paperwork."

Han Wenwen’s ears perked up.

"A business?!"

She quickly turned off the blow dryer and sat up on the bed, looking shocked.

"Zhengran gege is running a business now?! What kind of business?! Are you selling something?!"

Lin Zhengran shook his head.

"No. I’ve been training Jiang Xueli and He Qing in their talents for years, right? But since they kept needing to rely on other studios, I figured it was time to start our own company."

Han Wenwen blinked.

"Mmm… I don’t totally get it… but does this mean Zhengran gege is rich now?!"

Lin Zhengran laughed.

"The company isn’t even officially launched yet. No profits yet."

Han Wenwen grinned mischievously.

"It will make money! I always knew Zhengran gege would be amazing! And if you’re starting a company… then my future secretary job is closer than ever!"

She raised a fist.

**"Zhengran gege

Han Wenwen finally brightened up, hugging Lin Zhengran’s arm like a clingy little fox.

"Mhm! No matter what, Wenwen and Zhengran gege are in this together! If Zhengran gege builds a company, Wenwen will become the most capable secretary ever! And if Zhengran gege ever becomes a beggar, then Wenwen will sit next to you, holding a bowl, begging right alongside you!"

She smiled sweetly, her voice filled with absolute devotion.

"No matter where Zhengran gege goes, Wenwen will follow. No matter what Zhengran gege does, Wenwen will support him unconditionally."

Lin Zhengran paused, sensing a tiny flaw in her words.

He reached out, ruffling her fluffy hair, before curiously asking:

"And what if I do something bad?"

Without any hesitation, Han Wenwen answered immediately:

"Then Wenwen will do bad things too! After all, Wenwen was never a ‘good girl’ to begin with. I’m Zhengran gege’s little fox—I only follow you. I don’t care about ‘good’ or ‘bad’."

She spoke with absolute conviction—

And Lin Zhengran knew she wasn’t joking.

This fox’s entire future would depend on who she was obsessed with.

She would follow that person’s path, no matter where it led.

Lin Zhengran sighed softly and cupped her cheek, gently rubbing it with his thumb.

"Don’t worry. Things will only get better—not worse."

Han Wenwen beamed at him, eyes filled with admiration.

"Oh! Zhengran gege, where is your company located? Can you take Wenwen to see it sometime?"

"Mhm. When I get a chance, I’ll bring you along."

Han Wenwen hugged his neck, feeling completely satisfied—

But just as the conversation moved on, Lin Zhengran’s phone suddenly buzzed again.

Another message from Jiang Jingshi.

This time—

She sent two pictures of earrings.

Jiang Jingshi:

"Zhengran弟弟, which of these earrings do you think looks better? Or should I just buy both?"

At that moment, both Han Wenwen and Lin Zhengran were looking at the phone screen together.

Han Wenwen blinked once.

Then twice.

Then—

Her fox-like eyes slowly narrowed.

Her cheeks puffed up, and a storm of jealousy instantly filled the room.

She clutched his arm tighter, her ears practically steaming with vinegar.

"Hmph! What’s this?! What kind of woman is texting my Zhengran gege, asking for his opinion on earrings?!"

Her tail (if she had one) would’ve been bristling with possessiveness.