Perhaps knowing his days were numbered, Xu Yinsheng, in his grief and indignation, transformed into a shut-in, embarking on a journey of self-indulgence.
He stocked up on soda and popcorn, furiously binge-watching shows and anime, and bought every single “cup” on the market – manual, electric, anime-themed, realistic – clearing them all out.
Xu Yinsheng, who had been lounging on the sofa, cracking melon seeds and chugging drinks, felt utterly comfortable and at ease, enjoying his show.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
Through the monitor connected to the door on his tablet, he saw a man in a suit standing at the villa’s entrance.
“Old Zhao?”
Xu Yinsheng exclaimed.
Why is he here?
Wait, my voice…
She instinctively touched her throat.
It was indeed smooth.
She must have gotten so engrossed in the show that she didn’t notice her body change.
Never mind, now isn’t the time to worry about that.
Xu Yinsheng took out her phone and turned on the voice changer.
Once bitten, twice shy.
If Zhao Yicheng called her later, she would use the voice changer to mimic her male voice.
She would say… say that there was another pretty girl discovered in their rich kid circle, and she went to be a wingman for his good-for-nothing friends, drinking and clubbing, not at home.
As Xu Yinsheng was thinking, the man in the suit on the display screen made a new move.
He raised his hand and skillfully entered a series of numbers into the password input device.
Creak.
The outer iron gate of the villa automatically opened.
Xu Yinsheng’s eyes instantly widened.
“No way…?”
How did he know my villa’s password?
No, wait, thinking about it carefully, I think I told him the password myself, at the farewell dinner the night before Zhao Yicheng went abroad a year ago.
At the time, she had patted her chest and promised, “Brothers for life, what’s mine is yours. I’m telling you the villa password. If you can’t make it abroad, just come stay at my villa.”
Great, his past self dug a huge hole for his current self.
On the display, Zhao Yicheng, impeccably dressed in a black suit, walked to the villa’s front door and rang the doorbell again. He then said softly into the intercom, “Is Xiaoyin in?”
“No, he went to be a wingman.”
Xu Yinsheng understood that she couldn’t stay silent now.
Her villa’s front door wasn’t locked, and the sound of the show wasn’t turned off.
Anyone with normal hearing would know there was someone alive inside.
“Xu Ying, is it?”
A smile played on Zhao Yicheng’s lips.
Living together, huh?
Living together.
This kind of bad woman is actually cohabiting with my brother.
This is… good!
He pushed open the slightly ajar door and strode inside.
On the living room sofa sat a young girl, wearing pajamas with a lovable bear hugging print.
Beside her was a teddy bear toy as large as herself.
Long, straight hair cascaded down to her waist, and her fair skin had a healthy blush.
An ultra-high-definition, large LCD TV screen was playing a comedy.
Popcorn and iced cola were on the coffee table, and the girl held a tablet that controlled the villa’s security system.
Zhao Yicheng frowned.
Should he say his good brother was too careless, or that he had already been completely bewitched by the other party?
He even handed over the security system to an outsider.
Seeing Zhao Yicheng walk in, Xu Yinsheng’s eyes immediately lit up.
She waved, “Old Zhao.”
Is ‘Old Zhao’ what you should be calling him?
A feeling of disgust rose in Zhao Yicheng’s heart.
The girl in front of him was displeasing no matter how he looked at her, especially since she was cohabiting with his brother.
But remembering his purpose for coming, he suppressed his discomfort and coldly walked over to sit beside her.
“I need a woman,” Zhao Yicheng said indifferently, his tone full of disdain.
He lifted the girl’s chin, carefully scrutinizing her.
Xu Yinsheng’s physical appearance was very beautiful: a pair of dark, bright eyes that were incredibly expressive, plump and alluring cherry lips, and soft, silky hair falling to her waist, fulfilling the fantasy of most men’s first love.
“And you’re just right.”
“Tell me, how much?”
Xu Yinsheng was a little bewildered.
What the heck?
How much?
My own brother came to my villa to ask me how much he had to pay for me.
“Old… Mr. Zhao, please let go. I’m not that kind of woman.”
Xu Yinsheng subconsciously wanted to call him “Old Zhao,” but remembering her current identity as “Xu Ying,” she changed her address.
“Heh.”
Putting on an act, really good at it.
Trying to play the innocent maiden to raise her price, huh?
Just as expected, a shady little trick.
Zhao Yicheng secretly sneered but didn’t show it.
He released Xu Yinsheng’s chin and said coldly, “Ten thousand, a hundred thousand, five hundred thousand… Tell me, name your price.”
Is this… he wants to be my sugar daddy?
Xu Yinsheng didn’t expect his good brother to also throw money around.
While splurging lavishly was common in their rich kid circles, shouldn’t these elite professionals take a more elegant and romantic approach?
She had always thought her good brother was an elegant gentleman, but it turned out he also enjoyed this kind of game.
Seeing that the other party hadn’t answered for a long time, Zhao Yicheng’s expression darkened.
As expected, she’s greedy.
Heh.
If he hadn’t been there, his best friend would probably have been squeezed dry of every last penny.
“Two apartments in Binhai City center, totaling 5 million.”
He added another significant chip to the table.
A flicker of light appeared in the girl’s eyes, as if she were somewhat tempted.
Zhao Yicheng chuckled disdainfully.
Indeed, her true colors are showing.
Let him add more fuel to the fire.
However, what Xu Yinsheng was thinking was:
Good grief, two apartments in the city center!
I absolutely have to throw a party at your place!
“Take off your clothes,” a cold voice came from above, laced with impatience, as if even looking at her for another moment would make him feel disgusted.
“Ah?!”
Xu Yinsheng’s eyes widened in surprise.
What the heck?
What does he want to do?!
Xu Yinsheng crossed her arms over her chest, looking warily at the man in front of her, shrinking back.
“Mr. Zhao, please respect me. I have my dignity.”
She took the money and still wants dignity?
Zhao Yicheng sneered inwardly.
This is the classic example of being both classy and a conniving b-word, economically dependent yet wanting personal independence.
“Also, I’m your brother’s girlfriend, please show me some respect.”
Xu Yinsheng timidly shrunk back further.
Today’s Old Zhao made her feel unusually terrifying.
It wasn’t the pleasant, refreshing feeling of their usual conversations, but a cunning, calculating, hypocritical, and sinister aura that frightened her.
“I know what kind of woman you are,” Zhao Yicheng interrupted her disdainfully.
He pulled a stack of cash from his wallet and slapped it across the girl’s face.
“A woman like you has already been passed around god knows how many times. 5 million in cash plus two apartments in the city center—I’m being generous, don’t be ungrateful.”
Xu Yinsheng, whose face was just slapped with money.
So, my best friend has this side too.
I’ve lived long enough to see everything.
I thought he was an ascetic monk from the Middle Ages.
Seeing the girl speechless and unresponsive for a long time, Zhao Yicheng assumed she was silently accepting.
A faint smile played on his lips, and he began to guide the conversation in the direction he intended.
“Are you thinking about Xu Yinsheng?”
“It’s okay, he won’t know.”
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This is funny
Man what the hell is wrong with this guy’s attitude asummining and thinking as he wants as if her replies don’t matter at all, rich entitled kid he’s Disgusting also can’t u know if someone’s a vergin be having sex with them.