Chapter 156
The morning’s real-life CS activity was over, and the guests went off to freshen up before lunch.
The ever-homeless Lai Bingxuan went straight to Xie Mi and transferred twenty thousand yuan to her via phone.
“Hey, let me use your villa to take a shower.”
Xie Mi’s eyes instantly sparkled when she received the money, as if she wanted to transform into Lai Bingxuan’s most loyal servant. “Your humble servant obeys!”
Lai Bingxuan nodded in satisfaction, preparing to sweet-talk Shen Yiqing as well—after all, the villa was shared by the two of them.
But before she could even ask Shen Yiqing for his payment code, he saw through her intention.
“As long as Teacher Xie agrees, it’s fine. In our home, Teacher Xie calls the shots.”
“Fine then.”
Seeing this, Qiu Chengye also wanted to try the same tactic. He pulled out his phone and approached Xie Mi.
“Xie Mi, I’ll transfer money so I can—”
“100,000.”
Qiu Chengye: “? Why did it jump fivefold for me?”
Xie Mi: “I’m afraid you might have too many bumps, and you’d clog up my bathroom.”
Qiu Chengye: “?”
The ever-hot-headed Qiu Chengye rolled his eyes and angrily transferred 100,000.
[Charging 120k just to borrow a bathroom, I really envy this.]
[Wait, I’m broken. Since when did I meet such a rich and foolish young master?]
[I’ve been focused on the Qiu Chengye meme, nearly forgetting he’s a super rich heir. I’m the real clown here, sob.]
[Old Xie, just wait—soon it’ll be you laughing.]
After freshening up, there was still some time before lunch.
The guests used this short period to do their hair and makeup. Diao Mao, excited, carried his makeup kit to the villa to do Xie Mi’s makeup.
Since Xie Mi’s last green halter dress look went viral, the company had received many commercial offers for her.
Having tasted success, CEO Zhang angrily raised Diao Mao’s salary by fifty yuan, making him Xie Mi’s dedicated stylist responsible for her hair and makeup before every shoot.
Diao Mao was overwhelmed with gratitude, crying as he applied makeup on Xie Mi, claiming he had come to the right company and was now the happiest worker in the world.
Seeing this young man, who earned 1,050 yuan a month, worked double and yet still adored CEO Zhang, Xie Mi—who had just earned 120,000 yuan—fell silent.
Evil capitalists…
She immediately waved her hand, grabbed her phone, and transferred ten yuan to Diao Mao. “You, I’ve got you covered!”
“Sis!!!”
Seeing the transfer, Diao Mao let out a thunderous cry, “You—you’re my sister!!!”
Xie Mi smiled.
Just joking—she also bought Diao Mao some daily necessities and small appliances, knowing that, as a recent graduate living alone, he would need them.
While doing her makeup and browsing shopping apps, Xie Mi paused her finger over one page, contemplating buying a few clothes for Diao Mao as well.
At that moment, Diao Mao finished her makeup.
“Sister Xie, all done! I’ll take my leave now.”
“Alright, I won’t see you off then.”
After greeting Diao Mao, Xie Mi took her phone upstairs and knocked on Shen Yiqing’s door. “Old Shen, are you there?”
No response came from inside.
Not knowing whether Shen Yiqing was asleep or out, Xie Mi pressed her ear to the door to listen.
She faintly heard the water stop, followed by the bathroom door opening—and then her own door swung open.
Warm, steamy air and a faint scent of body wash wafted out.
Xie Mi, leaning against the door, lost her balance and started to fall forward.
The man standing in front reached out to catch her—but her reflexes were faster, and she planted her hands on the door frame.
Hey! Stable!
“Tsk.”
She vaguely heard the man’s soft tsk, but didn’t pay attention; her eyes were fully drawn to the scene in front of her.
Close at hand was a slightly open black bathrobe, a sexy collarbone, tight muscular lines, and a hint of washboard abs peeking from beneath the robe.
Xie Mi held her position for two seconds, then decisively let go and fell onto him.
“Ah, sudden low blood sugar!”
Her head rested on his firm, slightly bouncy chest, and Xie Mi smiled with satisfaction.
This—that was the meaning of life…
“Pfft—”
A low, pleased chuckle came from above, and his chest rose and fell slightly with it.
Shen Yiqing looked down at the clumsy girl in his arms, pretending to feel dizzy while holding her forehead, his eyes smiling even more.
“Low blood sugar? Shall I hold Teacher Xie to rest?”
[Ahhhhhh! I’m dying for this!]
[Thanks to Sister Xie, I got to see Mr. Shen come out mid-shower—girls helping girls, maybe.]
[Why not just lick once!! (screaming) (running around) (creative passerby) (passing McDonald’s) (push door in) (push 99 times, realize it’s a revolving door)]
[Ahhh, Sister Xie is stunning and Old Shen is so seductive—my CP is pure perfection!]
Though a bit shameless, Xie Mi pulled her head back, steadied herself, and gave Shen Yiqing a cheeky smile.
“No, no, enough, enough.”
Shen Yiqing’s eyes flickered, then his smile softened like spring water.
“Teacher Xie, you really are beautiful.”
The girl before him wore a light gray top, her long hair lazily clipped back with a claw clip, a few slightly curled strands falling carelessly—an effortlessly messy beauty.
Her eyes were bright as water, her sly smile lively and enchanting, radiant enough to hold one’s gaze.
[Old Xie is so beautiful, I can’t even say enough!!]
[Who understands Old Shen’s ‘you really are beautiful’—even after already complimenting, he can’t help but say it again, every time, his heart can’t hide it!!]
[Sister Xie, perfect looks and perfect energy.]
[Sister Xie’s taste is poor, but her all-round assistant makes up for it.]
[So beautiful, still no kiss? Old Shen, come on!]
“Hey, indeed!”
Xie Mi accepted Shen Yiqing’s compliment gracefully, then pulled out her phone to show him the page she had just been browsing.
“What do you think of this outfit?”
“Hm?”
Shen Yiqing leaned closer, his gaze landing on her phone screen.
It was a product page—a set of clothes that required a certain aesthetic to truly appreciate.
He pondered how to comment, when the girl’s slightly excited voice broke the silence.
“How about it? Doesn’t it suit you? I picked it out at first sight.”
Xie Mi looked up at him, her beautiful, clear eyes sparkling faintly. “Do you like it? I’ll buy it for you!”
