Quick Wear: Villain Happiness System

"Yes, Marshal, I will never let you down!" Rocks said firmly.

"Okay, I believe you." Marshal Weikel nodded with satisfaction, then patted Locksbach on the shoulder, "Go, go to the infirmary for a comprehensive physical examination, then come back to me and we will have a good chat."

"Yes, Marshal!" Locksbach saluted again, then turned and left.

As Rocks walked out of the door, he suddenly felt a strong arm reaching out from behind and tightly hugging his neck.

"Rocks, your master has finally decided to let you go to work!" A familiar voice sounded in his ears, with a hint of ridicule.

Rocks was startled, and his hand, which was about to launch an attack, stopped abruptly after hearing the voice.

He didn't need to look back to know that the person hugging him from behind was his good friend Ferguson.

Even so, Rocks was still somewhat unaccustomed to such intimate gestures.

He frowned, broke away from Ferguson's hug, and then took a step back, keeping a certain distance from him.

For him, except Shen Yan, he didn't like anyone else to have overly intimate physical contact.

"You have nothing to do today?" Rocks stared at him expressionlessly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, as if he was going to throw a pile of work on the other person's head in the next moment.

"Who said I have nothing to do? I'm very busy today! As soon as I saw you coming, I hurried over to say hello!" Ferguson had a smile on his face and his tone was relaxed and cheerful. He was not affected by Rocks' cold attitude or felt unhappy at all.

Rocks glared at him fiercely, knowing that this guy was always so smooth-talking, but he said nothing more, turned around and walked straight forward.

Ferguson saw this and quickly followed. The two entered Rocks' office one after another.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do that brings you here to see me?" Lockes sat down on his office chair and asked directly. Although his tone was still cold, it showed that he did not completely ignore Ferguson's arrival.

Ferguson stood in front of his desk, smiling at Rocks, with a sly look in his eyes: "Hey, actually it's nothing important, I just want to know if you will go to the party tomorrow night?"

"Banquet?" Rocks raised his eyebrows, revealing a hint of doubt.

"Yeah, I guess an invitation has also been sent to your Shen Yan. Do you two want to go? If you do, I'll go to join in the fun." Ferguson said as he walked to the chair next to him and sat down, staring at Rocks, as if waiting for his answer.

Hearing Ferguson's words, Lockes couldn't help but frown. He hadn't heard Shen Yan mention the banquet tomorrow night this morning, so he couldn't be sure whether to attend it at this moment.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a slight prompt sound from his light computer, indicating that a new unread message had been received.

Rocks subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the computer screen.

When he saw the sender of the message, his slightly frowned brows instantly relaxed, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, and the expression on his face became exceptionally gentle.

"My dear, the royal family is hosting a party tomorrow night. Do you want to go? If you want to go, can we go together?"

It was a message from Shen Yan.

Rocks looked at the words on the screen, a hint of warmth flashing in his eyes.

He raised his head and looked at Ferguson with a smile on his face: "Okay, since you want to go too, let's go together."

Ferguson was overjoyed when he saw this: "Really? Great! Then let's go together tomorrow night!"

The two chatted for a while, and then Ferguson left the office. Locks sat in a chair, tapping his fingers on the table, lost in thought.

Of course he wanted to attend the banquet tomorrow night with Shen Yan. Not only because Shen Yan was his partner, but also because he liked the feeling of being by Shen Yan's side. The peace of mind and warmth he felt was something he had never experienced before.

Rocks smiled slightly, feeling a little bit of anticipation for tomorrow night.

At this moment, Shen Yan's face was full of joy when he received Rocks' reply.

He hasn't introduced Rocks as his partner in public yet!

Then he sat on the sofa, tapping his fingers quickly on the screen of the computer, choosing dresses for himself and Rocks.

He knew that Rocks had a unique taste, so he chose a simple and elegant design that would showcase Rocks’ temperament without being too ostentatious.

The dress he chose was also quite stylish. After all, he was usually quite casual and didn't pay much attention to his appearance.

He couldn't embarrass Rocks tomorrow night! After Shen Yan chose his dress, he leaned back on the sofa and stretched.

He imagined that tomorrow night, he and Rocks would walk into the banquet hall arm in arm and receive everyone's envious gazes, and he couldn't help feeling a little sweet in his heart.

At this time, the doorbell rang. Shen Yan opened the door and saw Mo An standing at the door with an exquisite package in his hand.

"Sir, this is your express delivery." Mo An handed over the box respectfully.

Shen Yan took the package with some curiosity. There was no sender's information on it.

He waved to Mo An, motioning him to go down, and slowly opened the package, revealing a pair of beautiful jade cufflinks.

Shen Yan picked up the cufflinks and looked at them carefully. The crystal clear jade exuded a warm luster and it was obvious that they were worth a lot of money.

He was wondering who had given him such an expensive gift when he suddenly discovered a card in the package.

He picked up the card, on which was written a line of words in black ink: "I wish you all the best at the party tomorrow night..."

Shen Yan frowned. There was no signature on it, and he felt confused and curious.

He didn't know many people in this world. This pair of jade cufflinks was obviously not an ordinary gift, and it was worth a lot.

Moreover, he didn't tell anyone that he was going to attend a party tomorrow night, so who sent this gift?

Shen Yan sat on the chair in the study, his fingers gently stroking the jade cufflinks, thinking about possible answers.

He casually glanced at the various dress styles displayed on the light computer screen, and his originally calm heart suddenly rippled: "Could it be that... this is a surprise that Locke specially prepared for him?"

However, as soon as this idea came to his mind, he quickly rejected it.

He knew Rocks. If it was really a gift from him, how could it be sent by mail? With Rocks's personality, he would definitely present this gift to him in person!

So, who could have sent it? Countless speculations came to my mind, but I couldn't get a definite answer.