When asked that question, Si Yao suddenly felt that her actions today had been a bit meddlesome. She had simply wanted to help because she saw Cang Xuehe being swindled by the agent like a complete novice; but now, considering Xiao Youyi’s background, her behavior could easily arouse suspicion.
She pursed her lips and replied, “Isn’t that how it always is on TV?”
This lame excuse elicited a skeptical “Tch” from Cang Xuehe, who clearly didn’t buy it.
Ding—
[System]: Host, please activate Cang Xuehe’s “Disgust Value” progress bar as soon as possible.
Si Yao: “…”
She hadn’t given up on activating the progress bar, but the problem was that Cang Xuehe was completely impervious to her tactics! Perhaps sensing Si Yao’s frustration, the system quickly provided a hint.
[System]: Cang Xuehe hates being ordered around the most. The Host can start from this angle.
Hates being ordered around? Si Yao found the tip amusing. Most people hated being controlled, let alone a wealthy young lady who had never wanted for anything.
However… it was worth a risky attempt.
“Ah…”
Cang Xuehe had just stepped out of the car when she heard Xiao Youyi cry out. She turned to see her clutching the car door with a pained expression.
“What’s wrong?” Cang Xuehe rushed over. Xiao Youyi was holding her ankle, looking like she was in significant pain.
Xiao Youyi furrowed her brows and replied, “I twisted my ankle…”
“…?” Cang Xuehe double-checked and said, “But aren’t you wearing flats?”
Si Yao: “…” Cang Xuehe: “…”
“Give me a hand,” Si Yao said, breaking the awkward silence in a semi-commanding tone.
“Oh.” Cang Xuehe complied, reaching out to support her as they walked toward the elevator, muttering under her breath, “Seems like I really need to hire a driver soon…”
As they walked, Cang Xuehe felt it becoming increasingly strenuous, as if the other woman was leaning her entire body weight onto her. Yet, Si Yao’s expression remained natural, not looking as though she were doing it on purpose.
After finally making it back home, Xiao Youyi sat down on the sofa. Before Cang Xuehe could even grab a sip of water, Xiao Youyi spoke up.
“It’s inconvenient for me. You help me.”
Xiao Youyi nestled into the sofa with one leg extended. She crossed her arms and looked up at her with a faint gaze. Her expression was cold, not at all the attitude of someone asking for a favor.
Rather, she seemed somewhat haughty. Even while sitting, her aura was undiminished; paired with that stunningly beautiful face, she truly possessed the air of a queen.
Cang Xuehe froze for a moment to ensure she hadn’t misheard. She looked down at Xiao Youyi’s leg and asked hesitantly, “You want me to rub your feet?”
Xiao Youyi lifted her chin slightly. “Yes. Right now.”
She issued the order like a high-and-mighty monarch. Seeing that Cang Xuehe hadn’t moved, she urged again, “Hurry up.”
“Oh, okay.” Cang Xuehe’s brain hadn’t quite caught up; she was momentarily intimidated and hurriedly knelt down to check the foot injury.
She took off the shoe and inspected it thoroughly but couldn’t see any redness. Only under Xiao Youyi’s direction did she begin massaging the ankle.
However, after rubbing for a while, she still saw no signs of redness or swelling. Observing Xiao Youyi’s expression, she intentionally gave a hard squeeze, but the other woman didn’t react at all.
Cang Xuehe finally realized she had been played by Xiao Youyi again, just like this morning. She stood up abruptly, fuming. “I am your boss! Since when does a boss rub an employee’s feet?!”
She absolutely could not let herself be suppressed by Xiao Youyi—not even if the other person was a beauty!
Cang Xuehe pointed toward the bathroom and commanded with furrowed brows, “You! Go take a shower! After that, give me a shoulder and back massage! Also, I want dinner tonight—if it doesn’t taste good, I’m docking your bonus!”
One could say she was truly angry.
This time, Xiao Youyi got up and left quickly, no longer even pretending her foot hurt. Her retreating figure even seemed to have a hint of cheerfulness to it.
[Si Yao]: Task complete. What’s the next one?
[System]: Host, please do not joke with the System. Your task is still ongoing.
[Si Yao]: ???
Si Yao had seen Cang Xuehe’s expression crystal clear just now; she was obviously angry. She refused to believe that Cang Xuehe’s “Disgust Bar” wouldn’t budge even a little under those circumstances.
[System]: Cang Xuehe’s current Disgust Value toward the Host is zero. It has not been activated.
[Si Yao]: …………
Leaning against the cold bathroom tiles, Si Yao stared wordlessly at the ceiling. She began to question the construction of Cang Xuehe’s neural pathways—or perhaps, she was a bug specifically created by the System to torment her.
[System]: Host, your feelings are understood. Please pull yourself together and continue the mission.
The System, surprisingly, had started offering her comfort.
Si Yao rubbed her temples, truly at her wit’s end. She felt that Cang Xuehe was a hundred times more difficult to deal with than Ding Hongyuan; the girl was simply impenetrable.
[Si Yao]: System, I need help.
[System]: Command received. Opening the Task Assistance System. Please wait—
[System]: Currently searching 10,000 related data entries… Interpreting—
[System]: Interpretation complete. Searched auxiliary materials: “Ten Types of Women Women Hate Most,” “The Most Annoying Female Personalities,” “Learn This and Even Your Mother Will Hate You,” “108 Methods of the Gold Digger,” etc. Fusing into an advanced strategy guide.
[System]: Once the Host masters this, I guarantee that in your next life, even the King of Hell will find you repulsive.
Si Yao’s face lit up with joy.
Rule 1: Women hate women who flaunt themselves or act flirtatiously in front of men the most. If you tease her instead, you will see Hell. (Note: The ears are a sensitive zone.)
The stingy System was only willing to reveal one rule per day, but Si Yao felt this one was enough for now. Just hearing the content and imagining it made her scalp tingle and her skin crawl with goosebumps.
Si Yao went back to her room and rummaged through the wardrobe to find a nightgown. Luckily, she had brought some luggage back home last night; otherwise, she wouldn’t even have the props to implement Rule 1.
Unfortunately, the original owner of this body was penniless and couldn’t afford perfume. She could only compensate by squeezing as much body wash as possible during her shower to ensure she was drenched in fragrance.
Once I get paid, I am definitely going to dress myself up properly, the “sophisticated urban beauty” Ms. Si decided indignantly in her heart.
When she opened the bathroom door again, Cang Xuehe was sitting in the living room watching TV. It seemed to be a comedy variety show; she was laughing non-stop, looking nothing like the person who had been angry just moments ago.
She was so absorbed in the show that she didn’t even notice Si Yao walking up behind her.
Si Yao stared at the top of Cang Xuehe’s head, then looked down at her own camisole dress. The thin straps hung delicately on her shoulders, and from her own angle, she could see her proud silhouette.
Si Yao couldn’t help but sigh internally. She never expected that the day would come when she’d have to use “seduction tactics” on another woman. Countless men had dreamed of getting close to her, yet she never thought her “first time” would be given to a woman like Cang Xuehe.
“Hahahahaha!!!” Cang Xuehe laughed until she was doubling over, completely disregarding her image.
Si Yao took a deep breath and leaned over. Her two arms wrapped around Cang Xuehe’s shoulders like vines, hooking further up around her neck. Her cool fingertips brushed against the other woman’s jawline.
The floral scent of the body wash enveloped Cang Xuehe entirely. Si Yao tilted her head slightly, her crimson lips pressing close to the other’s ear. She exhaled a breath like orchids and whispered:
“President Cang… how exactly do you want me to massage your shoulders and rub your back?~”