He grinned at the passenger seat, revealing two rows of bright white teeth.
Mu Changge's mind went blank for a full three seconds before she finally recognized the face in the driver's seat.
Wasn't this the same Su Mu she had coldly dismissed from the infirmary earlier that day?
She vividly remembered how righteously she had criticized him then.
Thinking back to her lofty demeanor that morning, a rush of heat surged straight to her head.
Her entire body flushed red from her neck to her ears.
If there were a crack in the Porsche's floor, she would have gladly crawled into the sewer.
How could such unlucky things happen in this world?
Mu Changge's first reaction was that her part-time gaming companion gig had been completely exposed.
At school, she always maintained a distant Iceberg Campus Belle persona.
She wouldn't even glance at the flowers sent by the second-generation wealthy.
Yet here she was, wrapped up tightly in the middle of the night, trying to earn three thousand yuan.
And she was caught red-handed by a junior from the same school.
The shame burned away her last bit of rationality.
Her mind snapped, and she reached for the passenger door handle, demanding Su Mu to pull over immediately.
Su Mu quickly pressed the central lock.
With a crisp click, the heavy car door was locked tight.
Su Mu mentally rolled his eyes.
Had this woman watched too many Korean dramas?
This was a high-speed bridge in a rainstorm.
Jumping out now, did she think her life was too poor and wanted to start over?
He spent over three thousand yuan just to experience the joy of being wealthy, not to collect a corpse on a bridge at night.
Unable to open the door, Mu Changge struggled violently on the leather seat.
Her oversized gray coat slipped halfway off, revealing the white thin shirt underneath, soaked completely by the rain.
The thin fabric clung to her skin, exposing the enviable curves and fair complexion that would make any girl at school jealous.
The seatbelt across her chest was pulled taut to the extreme.
It sunk deeply into the cleavage, bearing a burden it wasn't meant to handle.
Su Mu's peripheral vision caught a glimpse, and his expression turned peculiar.
He had to admit, the system's 96-point top-tier rating was well-deserved.
In her loose white coat during the day, it wasn't obvious.
But now, this rainstorm acted like the ultimate makeup remover and body magnifier.
Mu Changge followed his gaze and looked down.
Frightened, she quickly grabbed her coat, desperately covering her chest, her voice tinged with a sob.
"Su Mu, please stop the car."
"I'll refund you the money right now, all three thousand yuan."
"I'm begging you, let me out."
Su Mu ignored her plea.
With one hand on the steering wheel, he used the other to pull out his phone, leisurely opening the gaming companion app.
He swiped twice, found the platform rules page, and began reading slowly, as if reciting a lesson.
"If the service provider cancels the service unilaterally after the order takes effect, they must compensate the employer three times the total order amount as a penalty."
"In other words, if you run away now."
Su Mu glanced at her.
"Three thousand five times three, ten thousand five hundred."
"Can you afford that, Senior?"
Mu Changge's actions came to a halt.
Ten thousand five hundred.
Her bank account held only three hundred twelve yuan and forty cents.
To her, that number wasn't a penalty; it was a death sentence.
The car fell silent, with only the sound of the wipers scraping the windshield.
Mu Changge bit her lip, her eyes reddening.
Su Mu kept his eyes on the road ahead.
He knew Mu Changge couldn't afford it, but he didn't actually intend to make her pay. Scaring her a bit was enough.
Mainly, if she kept causing trouble, he feared something might really happen.
After about half a minute of silence.
Mu Changge finally spoke, her voice hoarse.
"If you dare tell anyone at school about tonight."
Before she could finish, Su Mu interjected.
"Tell who?"
"I'm a freshman, going around saying I spent three thousand five to hire one of the Four Campus Belles, Mu Changge, as a temporary girlfriend?"
"If word gets out, you'll be embarrassed, but I'll lose out more, okay?"
"My good days are still ahead; I'm not about to hang myself on a single tree."
Mu Changge was left speechless by his words.
She sadly realized that Su Mu was absolutely right.
He was a wealthy second-generation.
There was no need for him to ruin himself just to take her down.
Only a fool would engage in such mutually destructive behavior.
"Just fulfill the four-hour contract tonight. I just wanted someone to chat with and look at houses."
He tapped the steering wheel, his tone flat.
"Once the time is up, this matter will be buried in the Porsche's leather seats, never to be mentioned again."
"Let's pretend tonight never happened."
The only sounds left in the car were the mechanical swipes of the wipers and Mu Changge's deliberately suppressed heavy breathing.
She cursed herself inwardly.
Mu Changge, what did you do in your past life to deserve this? Out of millions in Shanghai, you had to take this guy's order.
So unlucky to be caught by him.
Mu Changge closed her eyes, took a deep breath.
Then slowly, humiliatingly, and almost imperceptibly, nodded her head.
Half an hour later.
The Panamera drove into the core area of Lujiazui, smoothly sliding into the underground exclusive garage of Tomson Riviera.
Mu Changge glanced out the window, her pupils visibly dilating.
She had never seen so many luxury cars in one place in her life.
Maybachs, Bentleys, Ferraris, and a red sports car she couldn't name but looked exorbitantly expensive, all neatly parked in numbered exclusive spots.
Following Su Mu into the private elevator, they went straight to the top floor.
When the elevator doors opened, Mu Changge's legs nearly gave out.
The panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows offered a view of Shanghai's nightscape, with the Bund's lights reflecting on the Huangpu River.
And the wool carpet underfoot, which seemed more valuable than her entire life's worth, made her hesitant to step forward.
Su Mu had already changed into slippers and was rummaging through the open kitchen's fridge.
Empty. It seemed the system wasn't that smart; it hadn't prepared any midnight snacks for him.
"Don't just stand at the door, come in."
Mu Changge cautiously shuffled into the living room in slippers.
She was afraid her wet shoes would dirty the wool carpet.
Her coat, soaked through by the cold rain, was long gone.
The central air conditioning's cold breeze sent a shiver through her.
She removed her wet coat, leaving only a thin white shirt clinging to her body.
Under the bright crystal chandelier in the living room, the fabric turned nearly transparent.
From her delicate collarbone down to her slender waist.
That breathtakingly white curve had nowhere to hide in the air, even the pink outline of her undergarments was faintly visible.
Mu Changge looked down at herself, her face turning crimson once more.
She crossed her arms tightly over her chest, backing towards the corner, facing away from Su Mu.
Su Mu glanced at her casually and then looked away.
He rummaged through the wardrobe, grabbing a bath towel with the tag still on it and tossed it over.
"Go take a hot shower."
"Don't catch a cold and come back to extort me, I don't want to be a sucker."
Mu Changge practically sprinted into the bathroom.
She shut the heavy frosted glass door, leaning against the cool tile wall, gasping for air.
Her heart pounded as if it would leap out of her throat.
The bathroom was absurdly large, bigger than her entire home back in the countryside.
Just the glass enclosure for the shower had three high-end showerheads she couldn't name.
The sink was lined with unopened toiletries, all labeled in French she couldn't read.
She stood before the massive anti-fog mirror, looking at herself.
Her mask was long gone, and her cap was left in the car.
Her long hair hung in wet strands against her pale face, making her look utterly disheveled.
And ten minutes ago, that man had merely glanced at her before turning away.
Su Mu's indifferent reaction only made Mu Changge more anxious.
Could it be that in the eyes of this top-tier second-generation wealthy, her proud appearance held no attraction at all?
Twenty minutes later.
Mu Changge finished her shower, standing under the showerhead, completely at a loss.
All her clothes were soaked.
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Most critically, even her most intimate garments were too wet to wear.
If she walked out now, naked, in that dripping wet shirt...
The thought was unimaginable.
Wrapped in the large, soft bath towel, she lingered in the bathroom for over half an hour.
Until the steam on the glass door nearly dissipated.
Finally, with no other options, she opened the bathroom door a crack, peeking out with her damp head wrapped in a towel.
Her face flushed, she quietly called out to Su Mu outside.
"Su Mu, junior."
Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
"My clothes are all soaked, I can't wear them."
"Could you find me something to wear?"
Su Mu was lounging on the leather sofa in the living room, yawning.
Hearing her, he got up and walked to the bathroom door.
A brand new men's white shirt was slipped through the gap at the bottom of the door.
Su Mu's lazy voice came through the thick door.
"Make do with this for now."
"The wardrobe only has this, I can't conjure up anything else."
Su Mu mentally rolled his eyes.
She looks pretty, but why is she taking forever to shower?
Even if she came out wrapped in a towel, could he really just pounce and eat her up?
Mu Changge hid behind the door, grabbing the men's shirt that still carried a pleasant scent.
She faintly heard Su Mu making a phone call outside.
Su Mu recited a long string of Tomson Riviera's address into the phone.
"You decide on the size."
"Be quick, I need it in half an hour."
Five minutes later.
Mu Changge emerged from the bathroom, her face flushed.
The oversized men's shirt barely covered her thighs.
The thin fabric across her chest was stretched to its limit.
With her breathing and movements, the tantalizing whiteness beneath offered a strong visual impact.
Her long, slender legs swayed under the shirt's hem, equally dazzling in their fairness.
No wonder the system rated her as having icy skin and jade bones, snow-white and stunning.
Su Mu glanced over.
The buttons on this men's shirt were enduring a pressure they weren't meant to bear.
Su Mu marveled inwardly, this was more thrilling than any borderline streamers on short video platforms.
The key was, this woman usually carried the title of Iceberg Campus Belle at school.
Such a stark contrast in identity doubled the thrill.
The atmosphere in the living room began to grow a bit ambiguous.
It started to slide towards an indescribable direction.
The wide security doorbell suddenly rang.
Su Mu walked over and pulled the door open.
Two shop assistants from a brand's counter stood at the entrance, dressed in well-tailored black suits.
They held six gold-embossed paper bags with dark patterns.
The lead assistant bowed respectfully, handing Su Mu a beautifully handwritten inventory list.
"Good evening, sir. Here are all the items you requested, please check."
Su Mu didn't even glance, signing directly.
Mu Changge, sitting by the dining table, couldn't help but lean over to sneak a peek.
Six paper bags were neatly lined up on the floor by the entrance, the top bag revealing a coat's tag.
It bore a number: 68,000.
She couldn't help but look again, counting carefully, it was indeed four zeros, and her hands started to tremble.
She quickly calculated in her head, a coat for sixty-eight thousand, and that was just one of the six bags.
She dared not calculate further.
Su Mu closed the door, carrying the bags over, placing them all on the dining table in front of Mu Changge.
"Go change."
"You can't go back to school in my shirt, or the entire campus forum will explode tomorrow."
Mu Changge stared at the pile of gold-embossed paper bags, her lips trembling.
"These are too expensive."
Su Mu had already slumped back on the sofa, not even lifting his head.
"If you keep dawdling, you'll have to worry about whether you can even get out of bed to go back to school tomorrow."