Su Qingshan pushed Luo Shiy away with a blank expression.

She wasn’t used to such closeness with others.

Especially not this senior’s baffling enthusiasm.

Gujiajia, however, missed Su Qingshan’s rejection entirely. She only saw their intimacy.

Her eyes stung slightly. Her heart churned with irritation and hurt.

What’s wrong with me?

So strange!

The sight of the girl and the pink-haired senior clinging together felt painfully sharp.

Gujiajia grabbed a rag, wrung out the soft cloth, and meticulously wiped the leather sofa.

“Excuse me, please move aside.”

Her voice was poised and steady, tinged with guilt.

Luo Shiy’s face fell, but she stood up to make room.

She’d almost gotten to snuggle with junior—this maid had terrible timing!

Gujiajia knelt on the sofa, wiping diligently like a proper maid.

“Junior, I’ve been here so long. Won’t you even offer me a glass of water?”

Luo Shiy shifted closer to Su Qingshan again.

“She dislikes crowds. Few guests visit. Please forgive the rudeness.”

Gujiajia stepped forward, holding a cup with an apologetic smile.

Luo Shiy’s expression froze for a split second.

Where did this person come from? A ghost?!

The cup was warm, perfectly filled to eight-tenths.

Flawless.

She forced a poised smile. “Thank you. I just didn’t expect such closeness between you and your maid?”

Her tone carried a barb.

I’m talking to your master—when did a maid earn the right to interrupt?

A flicker of shame crossed Gujiajia’s eyes.

Was the Dark Dragon using its charm on this classmate too?

She had to stop it from harming ordinary people. No matter how harsh this girl’s words were, she wouldn’t let her fall into the trap!

“Junior, I have academic advice. Let’s discuss it in the study.”

Luo Shiy seized the chance, setting the cup aside and pressing closer to Su Qingshan.

That cool, crisp scent flooded her senses, addictive and soothing.

She leaned in further, her soft body seeking more.

“I have no questions about my classes.”

Su Qingshan stood, took her cup, and sidestepped the senior’s clinginess.

Gujiajia felt a small surge of relief.

But she reminded herself: stay vigilant. Don’t let the Dark Dragon hurt this guest!

“If you feel cooped up, the garden blooms beautifully outside.”

Gujiajia smiled warmly, suggesting kindly.

Best to keep this girl away before the Dark Dragon does something awful.

Luo Shiy merely shot her a disdainful glance, ignoring her.

“Don’t be too kind to servants, junior. Or they’ll walk all over you. Those who forget their place need firm lessons.”

Luo Shiy pressed closer, her hand sneaking toward Su Qingshan’s waist.

Su Qingshan caught the wandering hand without looking, pinning it firmly on the table.

She wasn’t blind to their subtle clashes.

Watching two elegant seniors feud over her was rather amusing.

As long as they didn’t involve her directly, she’d enjoy the show.

But as a friend, she spoke up for Gujiajia.

“Senior, your words are harsh. This is just her job. She’s my friend.”

Gujiajia’s heart warmed at this.

Earlier, seeing them close—Su Qingshan even holding Luo Shiy’s hand—had made her chest ache.

She looked down, dejected. Her gaze landed on Luo Shiy’s shoes.

She paused, then fetched new slippers from the entryway.

Gujiajia pulled Luo Shiy to the sofa, sitting her down.

“Sorry. She’s careless. Those slippers were used. Let me get you fresh ones.”

She knelt on the floor.

Her loose clothes shifted, revealing a generous cleavage.

Luo Shiy glanced down at herself.

Not inferior to hers.

Gujiajia quickly removed Luo Shiy’s shoes.

Then she frowned.

“Apologies! Wrong size. These are too small. I’ll fetch a better pair!”

She hurried off with both shoes.

Luo Shiy sat barefoot, her toes pale and round, utterly cute.

She finally realized—eyes widening.

Anything from junior was precious. Used slippers? She didn’t care!

Su Qingshan sipped her water again, leaning back against the table with crossed legs, utterly relaxed.

“Host Sister made two gorgeous seniors clash while you watched from the sidelines! Brilliant!”

System Maiden’s voice bubbled with adorably cute excitement.

“For your stellar performance, I’ve crafted a new corruption choice!

Jealousy pushes emotions to extremes, accelerating the heroine’s fall!”

“Two options await you now.”

“First: Hug Senior Luo immediately. Grope her shamelessly. Flaunt your affection to drown her in jealousy. Then strike while she’s vulnerable—corrupt her perfectly on the spot!”

“Or, if that’s not villainous enough, pick option two… then switch back to option one!”

What’s the difference?

System Maiden shrugged. “None at all, dear~ Host Sister, charge! Corrupt that senior!”

Su Qingshan’s lip twitched at the urging.

Is this something a carbon-based lifeform would even conceive?

System Maiden chirped, “Silly Host Sister! I’m not carbon-based—that’s why I’m so clever!”

Su Qingshan ignored her.

Who cares about your biology?

I just refuse to be a creep.

She chose option three.

Rejection.

Gujiajia lingered at the entryway, fingers hovering over disposable slippers but never settling.

Her eyes kept drifting to the living room.

Luo Shiy’s face flushed red with anger.

She’d been tricked… by a maid?!

The floor was still damp from mopping.

Watching the cool, stunning junior sip plain water like fine wine, the intoxicating scent won out.

Her bare feet touched the chilly marble.

Luo Shiy walked barefoot to the entryway, grabbing the forgotten gift bag Su Qingshan had left behind.