Chapter 237: The Favorite Episode
After Gongzi Shuiming left, Nian Nian popped her head out again, curiously leaning next to Young Master Sang.
“Are you really planning to sell yourself as a duck tonight?”
“What do you mean sell myself as a duck? That sounds so harsh,” Young Master Sang muttered mysteriously. “It’s called working hard to earn money.”
Seeing Nian Nian’s disdainful and incredulous gaze, Sang coughed lightly and shook his head. “Of course, with a delicate wife at home, we can’t do anything to let the missus down.”
“But you promised—”
“Well, it’s not like I don’t have my dear Nian Nian here.”
Young Master Sang beamed brightly. “Why let an opportunity to make money pass? Who wouldn’t want to cash in five million for just five hundred points?”
“So it all relies on you and your unbeatable system mall.”
Nian Nian rolled her eyes and leisurely said, “Alright, what item do you want this time?”
“Omnipotent Nian Nian, this time I just need the simplest hypnotic item.”
Sang explained, “You know, like those commonly found hypnotic apps that instantly make people lose themselves and become love-struck, yelling ‘Master, I want!’”
“Not happening.” Nian Nian shot him a cold glare.
“…Then help me get some medicine that can make Gongzi Shuiming and the famous courtesan forget everything and sleep.”
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After browsing the system mall for a while, Nian Nian helped Young Master Sang select the necessary medicine.
Non-toxic and harmless, it would immediately make cultivators below the transformation stage lose their memories and faint, waking up with no recollection of what happened that night.
Even for those above the transformation stage, the medicine would leave them dazed, inducing hallucinations.
And the best part? It was cheap! Just five hundred points for the exchange.
Thinking about turning five hundred points into five million spirit stones made Young Master Sang’s mouth almost break into a grin.
Just as he was daydreaming, the office door slowly creaked open, and a little head poked out with a pair of eyes cautiously observing Sang.
In those eyes, there was a hint of grievance and unhappiness.
“Uh… Sect Leader? What are you doing there?”
“Stupid Sang,” Hua Jianglian mumbled, half her head peeking out from the door, “You’re always busy with work.”
“You too! Sister Shuiming too! None of you want to play with me, this sect leader is bored to death…”
Sang awkwardly smiled, “There’s nothing I can do, there’s just been too much going on lately.”
Thinking about it, he realized he hadn’t been paying enough attention to the little sect leader in recent days.
Due to work commitments, neither he nor Gongzi Shuiming had time to play with Hua Jianglian, leaving her alone in her room, surrounded by comics, locked in like a hermit for a whole day.
But that seemed no different from her life at home…
Hua Jianglian pouted, looking at Sang with sulky eyes.
Since the last time she tried to seduce Sang into sleeping with her and failed, she had tried several different tactics to tempt him.
Like pretending to walk in during Sang’s bath, shamelessly creating that classic “oops, I came in” scene from manga.
Or feigning sleepiness while snuggling her arms around Sang’s, just to rub against him.
Or making sure to leave a grain of rice on her face at dinner, then pouting and asking him to help eat it off.
Essentially, Hua Jianglian was trying every romantic trope she had seen in the love stories she read.
However, her efforts were rather disheartening.
Each time, Sang would kindly go along with her, saving face.
If she accidentally entered the bath, Sang would gently let her wash first.
If she snuggled his arm, he would carefully pat her back, lulling her to sleep, and would tuck her in afterward.
If she left food on her face, he would naturally wipe it away and even give her a gentle smile while doing it.
In the end, whether he was blushing or moved, Hua Jianglian didn’t know.
On the contrary, she would blush out of embarrassment, resigning herself to his attentiveness.
Every time she thought about it, she felt dispirited.
…He must only see me as a sister, right?
Even though it didn’t seem bad, having such a gentle, caring older brother was probably a blessing.
But Hua Jianglian just couldn’t be satisfied.
She was a greedy child. She didn’t want their relationship to end there.
“Are you going to come watch manga with me tonight…?”
“Tonight?” Young Master Sang scratched his head with a bitter smile. “I can’t make it, Sister Shuiming is looking for me for something important.”
“Would you let the sect leader be lonely for another day? I promise I’ll spend time with you tomorrow!”
“Ugh…” Hua Jianglian sulkily dropped her little head, pouting in displeasure.
“Hmph! Fine, if you don’t want to, I’ll go play myself!”
She huffed and threw down the words, running out of the office, leaving Sang feeling helpless.
Sigh.
When a person gets busy, they really can’t cater to everyone.
Poor Sect Leader.
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In the evening.
Hua Jianglian sat by the lake on the west side of Linzhou City, swinging her legs.
She might as well have “I’m unhappy, come comfort me” written all over her face.
Unfortunately, no one was there to comfort her.
Sister Shuiming and Young Master Sang had work to do, leaving her feeling like a lonely old person.
Just then, she spotted a flamboyantly dressed performer singing with a delicate voice, instantly captivating her.
The performer’s vibrant outfit reminded her of a scene from a manga.
“…Right.”
“Didn’t the manga say that if girls wear sexy and seductive clothes, it’s easier to excite boys?”
Quickly flipping through the manga, she located a reference and rushed to buy a glamorous, slightly revealing outfit from the troupe.
“Make sure to get a mask too, to add a touch of mystery…”
Afterward, she had the troupe help her with heavy makeup, and she donned a mask covering half her face.
Once dressed up, she took a look in the mirror.
Seeing the glamorous little enchantress in the reflection, she felt a mix of shyness and pride.
Hmph.
This time, I won’t let that wooden block play dumb.
But then she thought of all her previous failed attempts, and Hua Jianglian felt unsure.
“Maybe… I should consult Sister Shuiming first and have her give me some pointers.”
With that thought, Hua Jianglian cheerfully returned to Fusa Pavilion and road to the doorstep of Gongzi Shuiming’s room.
Just as she was about to knock, she noticed the door was slightly ajar.
Inside, she could vaguely hear Gongzi Shuiming’s anxious voice.
Curiosity piqued, she pushed the door open and found Gongzi Shuiming on the phone.
Upon seeing her, instead of being surprised, Shuiming was filled with joy.
“…Didn’t I say to hurry? How long are you going to take?”
She’s here?
Sister Shuiming knows I’m coming?
“Hurry, they’re about to arrive.”
Hua Jianglian: “…Huh?”
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