That evening, Wen Moxue received a WeChat message from the floor manager telling him that he no longer needed to buy the qipao; the qipaos provided by the tea room were perfectly good.
Her attitude was also unusually respectful, as though she were afraid of offending him. Wen Moxue knew immediately that Fu Cheng must have spoken to the tea room. Once again, he gained a whole new understanding of the power of money that old man possessed.
The old bastard was pretty possessive, too.
…..
After class, Wen Moxue returned to his place and first turned on his computer to finish the PowerPoint presentation that had been assigned to his group. By the time he was done, it was already past nine at night.
He then went to take a shower and by the time he came out, it was already ten.
The dead of night, when everything was quiet, was the perfect time for taking suggestive photos.
He dragged out the suitcase where he kept his cosplay items. Besides the things he needed whenever he dressed as a woman, there were also several cosplay outfits that his older sister had left in his care.
Wen Moxue pulled out two small paper boxes. He tore open the packaging and took out a pair of black thigh high stockings with garter straps and a pair of white stockings, then took out a disposable lace pair of panties as well.
After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and pulled out a maid dress, too.
He was too lazy to do a full transformation. He simply put on the wig and left his face covered. If Fu Cheng asked, he would just say that he hadn’t put on any makeup. He probably wouldn’t ask anyway.
Wen Moxue took off his pajamas and changed into the maid apron and stockings. He even changed into high heels. Just dressing like this was already quite provocative yet Wen Moxue still felt that it wasn’t enough.
After thinking for a moment, he pushed the full length mirror over beside the floor to ceiling window and sat sideways on the single sofa. He bent one leg with the foot planted on the floor, while the toes of his other foot pointed upward and rested on top.
His legs were very long and in this position, almost all that remained within the view of the mirror were those two long legs that seemed to have nowhere to go.
The thin, sheer black stockings wrapped around his smooth, toned skin. The black garter straps hugged the tops of his snow white thighs before disappearing beneath the hem of the skirt, creating an air of mystery and sensuality.
Wen Moxue faced the mirror and snapped several photos in rapid succession.
Afterward, Wen Moxue changed into the white stockings and sat leaning against the sofa on the soft carpet, both legs slightly bent, his knees pressed against each other.
In this position, there was no way to completely hide the view. Of course, Wen Moxue had no intention of sending him anything that explicit. That wouldn’t be suggestive anymore; it would simply be vulgar.
He opened a photo editing app and placed a small heart between his thighs, creating a mysterious little area that invited the imagination. The more it was concealed, the more alluring it became, making people unable to stop wondering what kind of tempting scenery might be hidden beneath that tiny obstruction.
He also covered his face and Adam’s apple, then carefully checked everything to make sure there were no flaws. Only after he was satisfied did Wen Moxue open Fu Cheng’s WeChat chat, select two photos and send them without the slightest hesitation.
Once he abandoned his sense of shame, he was frighteningly powerful!
A’Xiaoli: Big brother, can you help me choose which of these two stockings looks better? (shy)
The charm of suggestive photos really was extraordinary. This time, Fu Cheng replied very quickly.
Fu: ……
Fu: Is this something you need to wear for work again?
A’Xiaoli: No, no. I thought the young ladies at the tea room looked really pretty dressed like this, so I bought some to try too.
A’Xiaoli: Otherwise, I feel like I look so plain and unfashionable compared with them. (crying)
A’Xiaoli: It’s my first time wearing them, too. (shy)
Fu: You’re still a student. Don’t learn from them.
Fu: The weather is getting cold. Wearing things like this will make you prone to having cold legs when you’re older.
“Pfft.”
Wen Moxue, who had been lying on the bed with his legs propped up, immediately burst out laughing. Cold legs in old age… He seriously suspected that Fu Cheng was the kind of person who wore thermal underwear in winter.
A’Xiaoli: Okay, then.
A’Xiaoli: QAQ But I really think it looks so good when worn like this.
A’Xiaoli: I got so narcissistic when I was trying them on just now that I took a whole bunch of photos!
As he said that, Wen Moxue selected a few more photos and sent them to him.
A’Xiaoli: What a pity I listened to big brother and threw away the qipao. Otherwise, the photos would definitely have looked even better if I’d worn the qipao!
A’Xiaoli: (shy)
A’Xiaoli: Does big brother think they look good?
It took quite a while before Fu Cheng finally replied.
Fu: Looks good.
Fu: But it doesn’t suit you.
A’Xiaoli: T_T
A’Xiaoli: Then I just won’t wear them normally. I’ll put them on once in a while when I take photos, just to satisfy myself.
A’Xiaoli: I’ll only send them to big brother to look at!
Fu: Don’t casually send this kind of photo to other people.
A’Xiaoli: Big brother isn’t someone else. Big brother is the person I have a crush on.
Fu: ……
Fu: I’m going to sleep.
A’Xiaoli: Okay then. O(∩_∩)O
A’Xiaoli: Good night, big brother. Mwah.
Fu Cheng didn’t reply again.
Wen Moxue noticed that he hadn’t objected to Wen Moxue sending him photos and he happily exited WeChat.
Hmph. Why was he pretending to be such an upright and proper man? Wasn’t it only after seeing his suggestive photos that his attitude had suddenly changed?
Wen Moxue had already caught hold of the old man’s weakness but he wasn’t going to launch an all out attack on it.
Photos like these had to be used sparingly. He needed to control the frequency and keep him hanging, sending one every few days at irregular intervals. That way, he could maintain a sense of freshness while keeping Fu Cheng hooked, until he became completely unable to resist.
Wen Moxue gave himself a mental thumbs up for his scheming. He felt that after finishing this little operation, he could practically publish a handbook on romance. He was simply too good at this!
The next day at lunchtime, the two of them found a corner table and Wen Moxue shared his delightful progress with Shu Yan.
When Shu Yan heard that he had even sent the old man pictures in black stockings, he immediately said, “Black stockings? You showed them to the old man but won’t show them to me? I want to see them too!”
“……” Wen Moxue hesitated for a second before switching to his secondary WeChat account. “I deleted them from the album. You can look at them in our chat history.”
Shu Yan immediately took the phone and started looking through them. He kept exclaiming “Wow” as he scrolled, looking as though he were having dinner with some Korean overbearing CEO.
“Oh my God, I’m going to die of jealousy. The old man is eating way too well! No wonder things are progressing so nicely. Damn, even a zombie would explode after seeing these!”
Wen Moxue: “……”
That was really unnecessary.
“He didn’t even say good night. He definitely took your photos and went off to pleasure himself with them. How shameless! He’s getting such a good deal!”
Wen Moxue told him about his plan to send photos every now and then and asked whether Shu Yan had any new suggestions.
“He’s from Hai City too, isn’t he? You can ask him out for dinner or a movie or something. When you meet him in person, dress really conservatively. Then, online, keep sending him these hot photos. He’ll be able to see but not touch. Hehe, I guarantee you’ll have him hooked in no time, with his mouth practically curved into a smile.”
What a brilliant idea!
It just so happened that Fu Cheng had introduced him to a job. He could use thanking him as an excuse to invite him out. He had tried inviting him to eat beef noodles last time but Fu Cheng had ignored him. Wealthy people probably looked down on little fly by night eateries, so this time he would have to choose somewhere more upscale.
Besides, the money had all come from the sheep anyway. It was money he had already managed to squeeze out of Fu Cheng, so there was no reason to feel bad about spending it.
How about this Sunday? He wouldn’t have classes or work. Wen Moxue took his phone back and was just about to open his chat with Fu Cheng and invite him when a pitiful voice suddenly came from behind him.
“A’Xue.”
It was Fu Jiaheng.
Fu Jiaheng carried his tray over and glanced at the empty seat beside Wen Moxue before asking, “Can I sit here?”
Wen Moxue, already guilty enough from what he had been doing, nearly had a heart attack from the sudden fright. He hurriedly stuffed his phone into his pocket, then put on an expression of complete calm and composure.
“Sure. It’s not like I own the cafeteria.”
Fu Jiaheng sat down. He hesitated for a moment before saying, “A’Xue, Senior Shu, my family’s hot spring resort in the neighboring city is opening this Saturday. I wanted to invite the two of you to go and have some fun. Senior Shu can bring his partner too. I’ll arrange a car to pick everyone up. Senior Sun Hao and Senior Zhou Nan are going as well.”
“Sorry, I don’t have time. You guys go have fun.” Wen Moxue rejected him without the slightest hesitation.
Shu Yan knew he wasn’t the main character in this situation, so he simply lowered his head and concentrated on eating. He neither said he would go nor that he wouldn’t.
“A’Xue, my dad will be there too. He wants to meet you and apologize for the things he said while he was drunk. He really didn’t mean it. Can you give me another chance?”
“Forget it.” Wen Moxue deliberately put on a generous expression. “I’ve already forgotten what he said.”
In reality, he was still keeping track of it every minute and his little grudge book was practically filled with his father’s name.
If apologies solved everything, what would the police be needed for?
Besides, it was still hard to say whether his apology would even be sincere.
Wen Moxue had guessed correctly on that point. Fu Jiaheng’s father genuinely had no intention of sincerely apologizing.
Even after sobering up, he didn’t think he had actually said anything wrong.
The only reason he had agreed to apologize was because Fu Jiaheng had pestered him about it several times. His male pride was so strong that asking him to apologize was practically like asking for his life. It was only because he saw how haggard his son had become over the matter that he reluctantly agreed.
In fact, deep down, he was even more dissatisfied with Wen Moxue. He thought Wen Moxue was narrow minded and had absolutely no generosity of spirit!
“Then… A’Xue, why don’t you go have fun with Senior Shu and the others for a couple of days? I promise it’ll be really fun. You can soak in the hot springs, have a barbecue, go fruit picking, fish, hike in the mountains and there are plenty of other activities too. The scenery is beautiful as well.”
“No, thank you.” Wen Moxue rejected him very firmly, leaving him no room for any further expectations. “I’m full. Hurry up.”
He urged Shu Yan.
Shu Yan had finished eating too. Although he was rather tempted, especially since he could bring his partner along, his partner wasn’t short of money. If they wanted to go somewhere, they could simply pay for it themselves. There was no need to incur a favor for nothing.
So he also politely declined Fu Jiaheng’s invitation.
Fu Jiaheng watched them leave with a dejected expression, finally realizing that he had completely missed his chance with Wen Moxue.
Because of this incident, Wen Moxue was reminded once again of the nasty things Fu Jiaheng’s father had said. They disgusted him so much that he didn’t contact Fu Cheng for two whole days.
You really couldn’t judge a book by its cover. When he chatted with Fu Cheng on WeChat, there was certainly a bit of that fatherly, overbearing tone but Wen Moxue would never have guessed that Fu Cheng could actually be so despicable behind the scenes.
By Friday, after finishing his part time job, he finally felt a little less irritated and opened his chat with Fu Cheng.
A’Xiaoli: [Your little cutie has suddenly appeared.gif]
A’Xiaoli: Big brother, good evening!
A’Xiaoli: I got paid today! So much money! (happily spinning around)
A’Xiaoli: Thank you, big brother, for introducing me to such a great job. When are you free? Let me treat you to dinner!
Fu: No need.
Fu: Spend the money yourself or save it and stop eating instant noodles.
That bastard actually knew how to care about people.
For some reason, Wen Moxue always felt that the Fu Cheng he chatted with seemed much less annoying than the man who had secretly badmouthed him behind his back.
A’Xiaoli: QAQ But if I don’t treat big brother to a meal, I’ll keep thinking about it. I’ll always feel like I owe you a huge favor and haven’t paid it back.
A’Xiaoli: I’ll get so anxious I won’t be able to sleep!
Fu: ……
Fu: Then tomorrow night, after you get off work. That beef noodle place you mentioned last time.
Hmm? Tomorrow night?
Wasn’t tomorrow the opening of his family’s hot spring resort? Wasn’t Fu Cheng supposed to go there?
There was no way he would rush back just to have dinner with him at night, right?
He cautiously tested the waters.
Big brother, are you free tomorrow? Aren’t you busy?
Fu: Mm. I don’t have anything scheduled tomorrow.
Wen Moxue: ???
Wen Moxue was confused.
Fu Cheng clearly seemed like someone who took his work very seriously. With the opening of a hot spring resort, he would probably even have to attend the ribbon cutting ceremony. There was no way he could just casually skip it.
So had Fu Jiaheng lied to him?
Or… had he gotten the wrong person?!
Actually, Wen Moxue had always felt that Fu Cheng and Fu Jiaheng’s father gave him completely different impressions. There was always something about Fu Cheng’s bearing and refinement that didn’t seem like the kind of person who would casually judge and criticize a stranger in that manner.
Besides, Fu Cheng was so young. Having a son as old as Fu Jiaheng didn’t really make sense.
If he had actually flirted with the wrong man, he would really want to throw up blood.
Wen Moxue suddenly became a little anxious. Almost instinctively, he opened Fu Jiaheng’s Moments, wanting to see whether there were any photos of his father posted there.
The moment he entered, he saw a post Fu Jiaheng had made the previous Sunday.
Caption: Going hiking with my dad.
Beneath it was a nine photo grid.
Wen Moxue enlarged each picture one by one. In the sixth photo, he saw a side profile.
Even if it had been reduced to ashes, he would still recognize it.
It was Fu Cheng’s.
Last Sunday…
Wasn’t that the day he had sent Fu Cheng his first voice message, spending the entire day looking forward to imagining the man becoming completely captivated by his voice, only to end up being thrown into the cold palace and ignored for several days?
Fine.
He had been racking his brains there, trying every possible way to make that man happy, while this old bastard had gone off hiking and having fun with his son.
How infuriating.
And just moments ago, Wen Moxue had actually been making excuses for Fu Cheng, thinking that his character couldn’t possibly be that bad!
It had to be because Fu Cheng had been treating him nicely over the past couple of days and had managed to confuse him. On top of that, the old man was clearly good at disguising himself, which was why Wen Moxue had developed that ridiculous illusion.
As for Fu Cheng saying that he had nothing scheduled tomorrow, it was probably because all the opening arrangements could be handled during the day, leaving him with nothing planned for the evening.
That had been close.
He had almost fallen for it!
Wen Moxue’s eyes shifted slightly and his fingers flew across the keyboard.
A’Xiaoli: Okay, big brother. Then tomorrow it is!
A’Xiaoli: (crying) It’s such a pity that all my pretty clothes are at home. I won’t be able to dress up beautifully to meet big brother.
Fu: We’re only having a meal. You don’t need to dress up deliberately.
A’Xiaoli: No. That would be even more painful than killing me.
A’Xiaoli: (fist raised) I’ve decided! Tomorrow morning, I’m going home to secretly bring out my pretty clothes and some clothes for winter. Otherwise, I’m going to freeze to death!
A’Xiaoli: I just don’t know whether my dad will be at home. He tried to hit me last time but didn’t manage to. If he catches me this time, he’ll definitely hit me again.
Poor, right?
Miserable, right?
Hurry up and give me some money so I don’t have to go home and get them myself.
Fu: Then I’ll arrange for two bodyguards to accompany you home.
Wen Moxue: “……”
No, wait.
Why was this completely different from what he had imagined?
✦ ✧ ✦
Cressilia
[Translator]
☕ A LITTLE SOMETHING FOR THE TRANSLATOR
You may now perform the sacred ritual of pressing the coffee button.
☕ BUY THEM A COFFEE →
✧ (づ｡•ㅅ•｡)づ ☕ ✧
✦ thank you for reading ✦
← PreviousNext →
ChaptersChapter 1 · You think you can get away with this?Chapter 2 · That clueless straight guyChapter 3 · It’s just women’s clothing, right?Chapter 4 · That’s clearly a girl’s voice!Chapter 5 · Fu Dog, prepare to die!Chapter 6 · I possess a masculine charmChapter 7 · This skirt makes her look like a slutChapter 8 · Fu transferred 10,000 yuan to you.Chapter 9 · Black stockings photosChapter 10 · The older man asked for the photos himself!Chapter 11 · I bumped into an old man while dressed as a manChapter 12 · An older man took the initiative to ask him out!Chapter 13 · Forums where posts were postedChapter 14 · Eating with an older manChapter 15 · Pattting HeadChapter 16 · The older man’s heart flutterChapter 17 · Don’t keep posting these kinds of photos.Chapter 18 · Exclusive private photos of an older manChapter 19 · I was kissedChapter 20 · Unique seduction methodChapter 21 · My lips are swollen from being kissed.Chapter 22 · Watching legs in a videoChapter 23 · Absence makes the heart grow fonderChapter 24 · The Older Man’s FallChapter 25 Part 1 · We broke up! We broke up!Chapter 25 Part 2 · We broke up! We broke up!Chapter 26 · Is he your dad?Chapter 27 · This man has a face that looks very similarChapter 28 · I do mind, I only like womenChapter 29 · I’m dizzyChapter 30 · Fair legs that would drive any foot fetishist crazy.Chapter 31 · Put it on and let me seeChapter 32 · Crossdressing againChapter 33 · PunishChapter 34 · Punish Fu Jiahang’s scumbag fatherChapter 35 · Massage the waistChapter 36 · HeartbeatChapter 37 · Men are no longer able to function after the age of 25Chapter 38 Part 1 · BedmatesChapter 38 Part 2 · BedmatesChapter 39 · PossessivenessChapter 40 · Little Godmother