Chapter 274
Faced with this table of a “state banquet,” Liu Woxing didn’t know where to start. “This is…”
“Hoarding.”
Xie Mi shoved chopsticks into her hand and said,
“Funds fluctuate unpredictably with the use of skill cards, but hoarding doesn’t. The more money someone has, the more likely they are to be targeted. Instead of putting up useless resistance, better to have something solid.”
As she spoke, Xie Mi had already pulled open the fridge.
The perk of a third–floor room was a double–door refrigerator. At this moment it was stuffed full of drinks: cola, Sprite, juice, milk, coffee, sports drinks…
The freezer had ice cream, steaks, prawns, frozen dumplings…
And not just that.
She then opened the wardrobe.
Where clothes should have been, it was instead crammed with instant noodles, snacks, and all sorts of ready-to-eat food.
If the apocalypse really came, she wouldn’t even come close to starving.
Liu Woxing stared, dumbfounded, finally squeezing out, “…Excellent.”
No wonder the supermarket today looked like it had been looted.
Case closed.
[Damn! When did she even stock all this up? Wasn’t Old Xie lying in the sun the whole time?]
[Right after Xu Shuangrong used that asset–split card, wasn’t Old Xie’s money being guarded by Old Shen? Then the two of them went to stockpile, and afterward Kitty bro transferred all Old Xie’s funds away.]
[I was wondering why Old Xie looked so calm back then—she had this ace up her sleeve.]
[If the money’s going to be lost anyway, better to spend it first. Brilliant.]
[As expected of you.]
And just like that, this magical day ended. Xie Mi’s hidden mission of guarding Shen Moqing also failed—in a very magical way.
Director Niu’s reason: because she used the “Mutual Destruction Card.” While hitting the others with heavy blows, she also gave Shen Moqing one.
Hurting the protected target meant failure.
This one, Xie Mi couldn’t argue. She had to accept it.
Late at night, after the livestream ended, the villa fell silent.
On her balcony, Xie Mi was eating chips and reading a manga, enjoying the sea breeze of the night—completely relaxed.
Then she suddenly heard the faint sound of a woman sobbing from upstairs.
She tilted her head curiously.
Haunted?
Upstairs was the top floor, with an infinity pool and a big terrace. Who would go up there at night?
Night owl Xie Mi decided to check it out.
But just two steps out, she heard a familiar exchange.
[System: Are you sure she’ll come like this?]
[Xu Shuangrong: I’ve observed—Xie Mi sits on that broken rocking chair on her balcony every night.]
[Xu Shuangrong: If I cry right above her, she’s bound to hear.]
Xie Mi scratched her head and sat back down.
The sobbing continued, faint, restrained.
She leisurely flipped through her manga, unmoved.
[System: Why hasn’t she come yet? Did she fall asleep?]
[Xu Shuangrong: Impossible. From my observation, she’s never gone to bed early.]
[Xu Shuangrong: Is my voice not loud enough?]
The crying grew louder, echoing hauntingly in the empty night.
[System: Still no reaction. Could she be wearing headphones?]
[Xu Shuangrong: …That’s possible.]
[Xu Shuangrong: Then I’ll have to grab her attention visually.]
As soon as she said this, a handkerchief drifted down, landing right past Xie Mi’s balcony.
Apparently unsatisfied, after two minutes, down came a slipper.
Two minutes later, the second slipper.
Then the third, fourth, fifth…
Since the pool upstairs had a supply of slippers, Xu Shuangrong had plenty to throw.
Watching the rain of slippers while reading her manga, Xie Mi couldn’t help but sigh,
“Zhang Wansen, the slippers are falling.”
[Xu Shuangrong: How can she have zero reaction? I’ve thrown so many, no way she missed them all.]
Even Xu Shuangrong was starting to lose patience.
[System: I’ve got an idea.]
[Xu Shuangrong: What?]
[System: Jump down.]
[Xu Shuangrong: ?]
[System: Well? Am I funny or what~]
[System: Why aren’t you answering?]
[System: Hey, say something. You there?]
[System: Answer me!!!]
See? Even the system couldn’t stand the cold shoulder.
After finishing the last page of her manga, Xie Mi finally got up, lazily heading upstairs.
She wasn’t into much, except joining the fun.
If Xu Shuangrong had gone through all this trouble to lure her up, she wanted to see what medicine was in her gourd.
[System: I hear footsteps! She’s coming!]
Pushing open the top–floor door, the scene was clear.
Moonlight reflected off the pool. A slim white figure stood at the edge, then suddenly spread her arms and fell straight in.
Splash—
Water surged. Xu Shuangrong sank like a broken doll, sinking deeper with no struggle.
Xie Mi arched a brow, crossed her arms, and leaned against the doorframe, showing no intention of rescuing her.
Xu Shuangrong was a strong swimmer.
In the original text, she had once used the classic “falling into water to frame someone” trick on Lai Bingxuan, so Xie Mi remembered well.
The surface stayed calm. Ten seconds, thirty, sixty…
Bubbles began to rise.
Then—splash!—Xu Shuangrong broke through the surface, clutching the pool edge, gasping.
[System: Even the bitter–flesh trick didn’t work. She really does hate you.]
[Xu Shuangrong: …]
This wasn’t how she expected it to go.
From all her observations, though Xie Mi looked indifferent to everything, she wasn’t heartless.
She had helped Liu Woxing and Lai Bingxuan before.
So the bitter–flesh trick shouldn’t have failed. That left only one possibility.
Xie Mi was still guarding against her.
“Cough… cough, cough…”
Xu Shuangrong gasped, coughing. Her gaze inadvertently fell on Xie Mi, freezing for a moment.
Then she quickly turned her head, as if not wanting Xie Mi to see her in such a sorry state.
“Why are you here.”
Struggling out of the pool, she hastily wrapped herself in a towel, fumbling out a poor excuse. “I just accidentally fell in. Don’t misunderstand…”
“Oh, so it was an accident. Here I thought you were swimming at midnight.”
Xie Mi said lightly, “Well, since nothing happened, I’ll go back to sleep.”
She turned to leave.
Xu Shuangrong hadn’t expected that after her whole act of “there’s no silver here,” practically screaming I have something to say, Xie Mi would remain unmoved.
She panicked a little.
“Teacher Xie!”
She hurriedly called out, tears streaming on cue. “I admit it. I jumped in myself.”
“For a moment, I really couldn’t find any meaning in living. Staring at that pool, I just… jumped.”
“I never thought I’d lack even the courage to die.”
She gave a tearful, bitter smile, like a fragile white lotus trembling in the wind.
Xie Mi turned back, face full of doubt.
“…Who asked you?”
