Chapter 227, Assists from Strange Places
Meanwhile, at the top floor of Fusa Pavilion.
Gongzi Shuiming strode confidently to the office on the top floor, casually taking off her outer shirt and handing it to the Little Maid as she headed straight for the bedroom.
By the time she reached the bedroom, she was already completely undressed, slowly sitting on the bed with her delicate feet crossed.
“Is the master having a good day today?” asked the Little Maid in a gentle voice, preparing evening tea for Bai Ming.
“Smooth sailing,” Bai Ming replied, a faint smile creeping onto her lips as she mentioned the matter, “even better than expected.”
“Indeed, sometimes the best results come from unexpected twists rather than meticulous planning.”
The incident involving Tang Jia Qi Shao was a delightful surprise.
She had concealed her identity as an author just to switch identities and get closer to the two of them, to learn more about each other.
After all, Young Master Sang appeared to be gentle and innocent on the surface.
But after their last interaction, Bai Ming realized she hadn’t gained much ground.
For a seasoned player like Bai Ming, it was clear that Young Master Sang was much shrewder than he appeared.
Not easy to deal with.
However, merchants have their own ways. Upon discovering that the Demon Cultivators Sect Leader, Hua Jianglian, was a devoted fan of her works, Bai Ming promptly realized she could leverage this situation.
Whether through emotional strategies or getting close using that identity, it all benefited her.
Thus, she arranged for Young Master Sang and Hua Jianglian to participate in this year’s author conference.
Including letting them enter the third floor to mingle with the best-selling authors was all about displaying trust and boosting goodwill.
Unfortunately, throughout the entire ordeal, Hua Jianglian had been straightforward, completely open with her feelings, lacking any ulterior motives.
But Young Master Sang remained on guard, speaking cautiously and revealing no flaws.
Just when Bai Ming thought her efforts might not bear fruit, Tang Jia Qi Shao stepped up.
Honestly, at that moment, Bai Ming’s heart was soaring with joy.
She had been worried about how to connect with them.
Now, with Young Master Sang involved in the author competition, thanks to Tang Jia Qi Shao, not only did she have an excuse to get closer to Young Master Sang, but the reactions from him and Hua Jianglian had made her notice something very important.
The Demon Cultivators Sect Leader, Hua Jianglian.
That seemingly delicate little girl.
But when she looked at Young Master Sang, her expression was anything but innocent.
As she suspected. While enjoying a bath together that evening, Bai Ming casually used her work to weave a few lines of conversation, and Hua Jianglian instantly turned beet red, completely falling for the trick.
“What, what do you mean ‘like’? I—I don’t like that guy…”
Watching the flustered and stammering Hua Jianglian, an idea suddenly popped into Bai Ming’s mind.
Young Master Sang was tough to handle.
But Hua Jianglian was easygoing!
If she could offer just a bit of guidance to help this Demon Cultivators Sect Leader strike up something with her employee, it would make things much simpler for her to use Hua Jianglian as leverage with Young Master Sang in the future.
So, transforming into a relationship guru, Bai Ming unleashed her full creative arsenal of dating strategies on Hua Jianglian.
Though these strategies were based solely on the romance novels and idol dramas she had watched before her journey here, she had no actual practice.
But Bai Ming was confident.
Who was Hua Jianglian?
She was the Demon Cultivators Sect Leader, a blossoming unmatched powerhouse!
And what’s more, she was an incredibly cute little girl.
As the saying goes, “A girl chases a boy, separated by a thin veil.” With a beauty of this caliber, even a hint of charm from her could easily win over a naive, inexperienced Foundation Establishment guy.
She firmly believed that if Hua Jianglian began to follow her guidance after returning, Young Master Sang would have already been swept off his feet, probably rolling around in bed together by now.
Just thinking about it made Bai Ming smirk confidently.
Hmph.
Just wait until you experience the power of pillow talk!
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However, the current reality was somewhat different from Bai Ming’s expectations.
Although her sect leader had gone a bit crazy, insisting on sitting in her lap reading, who was Young Master Sang?
He used to clean Hua Jianglian’s house on the dot every day just to please her without batting an eye.
What was this little request in comparison?
Thus, upon Hua Jianglian’s shy insistence, Young Master Sang entered the comforter without hesitation, effortlessly pulling the freshly bathed, fragrant Hua Jianglian into his embrace.
Hua Jianglian had sat in Young Master Sang’s lap to read comics before.
But this time, for some reason, she felt a bit tense.
Fidgeting uncomfortably in Young Master Sang’s lap, her pretty face still flush with warmth.
“Sect Leader, aren’t we turning the pages?” Young Master Sang’s voice sounded from behind her.
Even though he was speaking behind her, Hua Jianglian felt like his voice was gently teasing her ear, sending shivers down her spine and turning her body soft and warm.
“Uh… turn, turn the page then.”
Young Master Sang found it strange. Why was his sect leader so distracted today?
Usually, when she got absorbed in comics, she wouldn’t even hear him calling her name.
But it was just reading comics together, so it shouldn’t be tiring.
The petite and charming Hua Jianglian felt as light as a doll in his embrace, making it easy to hold her.
He patiently waited for his sect leader to doze off, then planned to quietly tuck her into bed, cover her up, and sneak away.
This routine was something Young Master Sang practiced very well.
But—
An hour later.
Young Master Sang: “…Sect Leader.”
“…Hmm.”
“You’ve read this volume four times already.”
“…I-I like it, so what? Is it wrong to read it a few more times?”
“But is there a chance that you accidentally clicked back to the beginning at the start?”
“…”
Seeing that it was almost midnight, Young Master Sang felt that his sect leader seemed unusually distracted today, so he spoke up: “It’s getting late; shall we call it a night? Tomorrow I’ll accompany you to continue—”
“N-No…”
Young Master Sang suddenly felt a tiny hand clutching at his collar.
Hua Jianglian’s eyes revealed an anxiousness and disappointment he’d never seen before, almost as if she didn’t want to give up.
“Just, just stay with me a little longer…”
“Please…” Her wet, glistening eyes looked at Young Master Sang with a hint of pleading.
Young Master Sang fell silent.
“How about this?”
After thinking for a moment, he suddenly said, “How about I read to you? ”
This way of reading was perfect for lulling someone to sleep.
Sure enough, at first, Hua Jianglian nestled slightly in his embrace, nervously clutching at his collar.
Before long, her eyelids began to flutter, her consciousness drifting away.
Once the lovely girl in his arms was peacefully asleep, Young Master Sang quietly stopped reading, gently moved her to the bed, tucked her in, and slipped away.
Looking at his sect leader’s serene sleeping face, Young Master Sang couldn’t help but sigh.
Ahh.
What was going on with the sect leader today, anyway?
Oh right.
She must be missing her mommy.
(Initially had rare free time for three updates.)
(Resulted in being tortured into a mental breakdown by matchmaking.)
(Ahhhhh.)
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