Cang Xuehe didn’t have time to react.
“How exactly does President Cang want me to massage your shoulders and back?”
As Xiao Youyi spoke these words, she seemed to breathe lightly against Cang Xuehe’s ear.
“????” Cang Xuehe’s expression froze, her ears turning beet red in an instant. Once she realized what was happening, she spun around violently.
Because the movement was too sudden, she tumbled right off the sofa. Clutching her burning ears and face flushing a deep crimson, she looked at Xiao Youyi in terror: “What—what—what are you doing!”
Xiao Youyi was stunned by this sequence of movements. She hadn’t expected such an extreme reaction from Cang Xuehe. They were both women—wasn’t this reaction to a simple embrace a bit much?
Or… did Cang Xuehe hate being touched?
At that thought, Si Yao (Xiao Youyi) felt as if she had discovered a new continent. A clear, affectionate smile played across her eyes.
“Didn’t you say you wanted me to massage your shoulders after my shower?” Xiao Youyi ran a hand through her hair with effortless grace, the rise and fall of her chest faintly visible with her movements.
Cang Xuehe felt like she had never seen anything this stimulating in her entire life—except in videos.
Who could handle this!
Xiao Youyi took a long stride, rounding the back of the sofa. The change in position gave Cang Xuehe an even clearer view.
She was wearing only a small camisole dress, the hem barely covering her thighs. Her two long legs were brilliantly on display right in front of Cang Xuehe’s eyes.
Xiao Youyi crouched down. Sitting on the floor, Cang Xuehe instinctively scrambled back a step.
As Xiao Youyi raised her hand as if to massage her shoulders, Cang Xuehe immediately shouted: “Wait, wait, wait, wait!”
“What is it now?”
Cang Xuehe waved her hands frantically: “I—I don’t want it anymore!”
Don’t want it? Xiao Youyi naturally wasn’t going to let her off that easy.
“You don’t? That won’t do.” Xiao Youyi leaned forward, propping her hands on the tiled floor and closing in. “A good employee must seriously complete the tasks assigned by the leader. I still want my bonus.”
Xiao Youyi’s movements were like those of a lazy cat. Her damp hair fell loosely over her shoulders, paired with an alluring expression.
Only one famous meme remained in Cang Xuehe’s mind:
After a long silence, Cang Xuehe managed to squeeze out: “You’re so thirsty!”
Xiao Youyi chuckled and leaned even closer, their faces barely two fingers apart—close enough to feel each other’s breath.
“Why are you so afraid of me? We’re both women; it’s not like I’m going to eat you.” She teased with a smile, carrying an unconscious charm that made Cang Xuehe’s legs turn to jelly.
I’m afraid I’LL eat YOU! Cang Xuehe screamed internally. Had Xiao Youyi’s personality completely flipped after being scolded? This wouldn’t do; she couldn’t handle being teased like this.
“I’m going back to my room!” After an internal moral struggle, Cang Xuehe shoved her aside and bolted back to her room.
Bang! The door slammed, shutting Xiao Youyi out in the living room.
Leaning against the door, Cang Xuehe’s heart thudded wildly. She took two deep breaths, feeling exactly like Tang Sanzang escaping the spider demons’ cave.
After standing there for a while and calming down, a wave of regret washed over her.
“Cang Xuehe, get a grip!” she lamented, fuming at herself. “How can you let morality be the stumbling block to ending your single life!”
However, once she cooled down, she wondered: why would Xiao Youyi suddenly act this way?
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she re-evaluated everything.
Xiao Youyi’s original target was Ding Hongyuan, but since she had ruined that backup plan, Xiao Youyi was forced to stay by her side.
Having just been scolded, was Xiao Youyi trying to please her just to ensure she could stay for the long term?
If that were the case, would Xiao Youyi act this way toward anyone else just to please them?
She thought of the “Green Tea” female side characters in novels who use any means necessary to climb the social ladder. If Xiao Youyi was really that kind of person… a flash of disgust crossed Cang Xuehe’s face.
But then again, that didn’t make sense. According to the information from the bar manager, many rich second-generation heirs—who were far less sophisticated than Ding Hongyuan—had pursued Xiao Youyi, and she had rejected them all. From that perspective, she wasn’t that kind of person!
Cang Xuehe’s mood brightened again.
—When a person’s heart is set on someone, they can find an excuse for anything.
[SYSTEM]: Congratulations Host, you have activated Cang Xuehe’s “Disgust Value.”
Si Yao stood up effortlessly, lightly dusting off her skirt. She was quite satisfied with the system prompt; her “sacrifice” to leave a flirtatious impression had not been in vain.
With a slight curve to her lips and a light tone, she asked: [What is the Disgust Value at?]
[SYSTEM]: The progress bar is in an active state. Disgust Value is currently at 0. Favorability is at 5. Please continue your efforts, Host, to break through 100 Disgust Value as soon as possible.
“…” The smile on Si Yao’s face froze. She had assumed the Disgust Value would have actually gone up.
Oh well, at least the system’s suggestion was decent this time. She wouldn’t be wandering aimlessly anymore; it seemed she could follow this strategy moving forward.
Since the plan was a success, there was no need for Xiao Youyi to keep wearing that incredibly short dress. She went back to her room to change.
Si Yao had only brought a few outfits when she moved into Cang Xuehe’s place. It wasn’t that the original Xiao Youyi didn’t have clothes—on the contrary, she had plenty—but none were to Si Yao’s taste.
Those clothes made her look like a “Hamei” (a flashy/tacky style). Si Yao had tried to style them, but felt they only brought down the quality of her beautiful face.
Si Yao looked down at the T-shirt she was wearing; the fabric was coarse and itchy. She was a bit repulsed.
But the reality was she had no spare cash to replace her wardrobe. She was worried about going to work at the company; as an assistant representing the boss’s image, she couldn’t exactly dress this casually.
Knock, knock—
Amidst her thoughts, Cang Xuehe came knocking.
Si Yao walked quickly to open the door. Seeing Cang Xuehe’s face, she noticed the other woman had regained her composure, though there was a hint of wariness in her eyes—likely afraid she would start “flaunting herself” again.
Since the system task for the day was complete, Si Yao could briefly be herself. Holding the doorknob, she asked naturally, “Does President Cang need something?”
“Oh.” Cang Xuehe looked her up and down and, for some reason, let out a sigh of relief. She added, “I think you should buy a few more clothes…”
“Like pajamas and stuff.” Cang Xuehe paused, adding a cover story: “You could easily catch a cold dressing like you were just now!”
“I happen to want to buy some clothes myself. Come with me.”
Regardless of the excuse, Cang Xuehe was determined to take Xiao Youyi to the mall. She had decided: whether Xiao Youyi’s actions were intentional or not, she had to put an end to her dressing like a “vixen” and potentially seducing her!
How do you even explain it? Straight women are the biggest teases! Cang Xuehe thought, mentally kicking herself in frustration.
Cang Xuehe wanted to buy Xiao Youyi some clothes, but she worried that the girl’s pride might prevent her from accepting them. So, she said: “Just buy whatever clothes you want. We’ll use your salary as a pre-payment.”
“Is that so? Excellent.”
No sooner had the words left Xiao Youyi’s mouth than she marched straight toward a certain store.
Cang Xuehe followed her gaze, and the glittering gold storefront sign nearly blinded her.
—Qi Jiu Home: Every Woman’s Wardrobe.
Good grief… wasn’t this the most expensive haute couture boutique for miles?