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Yun Mingxin was genuinely a little tempted this time.
What would it feel like to place his hand on it and give it a gentle squeeze?
Since she’d said it anyway, why not just give in to this enchanting teacher?
After hesitating for a full two seconds, Yun Mingxin made up his mind. His right hand shot out like lightning.
Under Kujou Yukihime’s surprised gaze, he grabbed her right foot directly.
His right hand squeezed mercilessly hard, then pushed her foot away.
From start to finish, he felt true boneless softness and silky smoothness.
Soft, smooth, tender, secretly delighted, surprised—these were his first impressions.
Immediately after came a faint sadness.
That sadness had a poetic name: regret.
Why let go so quickly!
Even Yun Mingxin was startled by the thought.
But he quickly composed himself and smoothed his expression.
He launched into a stern reprimand: “In any situation like this, you should know it’s the man who takes advantage.”
“As your friend, partner, and student, I must remind you—I’m a decent person.”
Seeing his serious face, Kujou Yukihime couldn’t hold back a giggle.
She rarely felt this relaxed. These past two days, she’d used lesson prep as an excuse for vacation.
This spared her the Kujou household troubles; Kujou Kana had been called back to handle matters.
If that guy were here, he’d frown and say, “Young lady, this is utterly against etiquette.”
“When laughing, maintain approachability—no sound, lips parting only fifteen degrees.”
“Even in a car, keep proper posture.”
“This is too casual.”
That look of utter disappointment was what Kujou Yukihime feared most.
Today was her vacation. Bringing Yun Mingxin along was for fun and to check his work.
Later, she’d set up a computer for him, secretly throttling his speed. No gaming meant only writing.
Her computers auto-saved, so she’d see the latest chapters. She was such a clever little thing.
“Yun Mingxin-kun, explore around here. I have a small matter to handle first.”
“All equipment is yours. Deeper in, there’s a road for villa residents—you can race. Take any car from my garage.”
“Fishing’s fine too. The warehouse is fully stocked. A small pond’s behind the house.”
“Got it. Go ahead,” Yun Mingxin waved.
Brought here unexpectedly, he was puzzled. Luckily, his evening appointment with Bai Ziyi stood.
Since he was here, he might as well explore.
He’d never seen villas like this. Quanjiang was where every inch of land was precious.
He walked to the warehouse, grabbed fishing gear, baited the hook, and headed behind the house.
Seeing the place, Yun Mingxin was dumbfounded.
The “small pond” was a large artificial lake.
Sunlight filtered through the villa’s transparent system, leaving only warm, harmless light.
The lake surface brought calm.
Koi fish rolled on the water now and then.
Ordinarily, such koi cost a fortune—people kept two at home for luck.
But this lake held hundreds!
This was outrageous.
“Ridiculously wealthy” fit perfectly.
He didn’t hesitate; he cast his line without a second thought.
Joking aside, koi in aquariums were for viewing.
In ponds, they were a hobby and refined taste.
In a lake… in such numbers…
They weren’t for eating—they were for fishing fun.
So, was he wrong?
Sitting quietly by the shore waiting for a bite, Yun Mingxin spaced out.
Kujou Yukihime called this a villa district, but he could only see one villa.
The difference was enormous.
Though remote, signal, internet, and transport were all extremely convenient.
With the beautiful environment and proximity to big-city Quanjiang, land prices must be sky-high.
Everyone here must be incredibly wealthy.
He thought he was doing well, but he probably couldn’t afford a toilet here.
He wondered if some wealthy young girl could see through his stubbornness, see his strength, and bring him happiness.
Women would dull his sword, but a wealthy woman could give him a faster, sharper one.
Why a wealthy young girl, not an older sister type?
Because wealthy women were strong in that aspect; young girls were lively and playful—he’d have less to “pay” in that regard.
Handling a wealthy older woman? He wasn’t sure he could manage it.
This thinking seemed backwards. Kujou Yukihime wasn’t a young girl, but she was wealthy!
How big were her needs there? If not too big…
Yun Mingxin seriously considered this. It was an extremely important life choice.
Given the situation, his idea could easily come true—and he’d be a waste for life.
He probably wouldn’t need to write anymore…
After a while, with no fish biting, sitting here was boring.
He decided to explore.
Yun Mingxin set the rod down and headed for the entrance.
Just as he stepped out, he heard a slightly arrogant voice.
“Hurry up and get everything ready! Decorate properly, check equipment again, ensure fast internet!”
“Anyone who messes up today goes home to eat bran this year!”
Not far off, people moved things. They looked tired.
They didn’t want to serve this temperamental master, but she paid too well.
The more Yun Mingxin listened, the more familiar the voice sounded.
The volume and pitch matched old memories—only lacking gentleness and coyness.
He took a few steps; the figures came fully into view.
A white figure stood near the distant villa.
That snow-white outfit looked like it’d show perfect black footprints if kicked.
The silver hair was all too familiar.
Who else but that strange girl who’d asked him to be her boyfriend?
At the same time, as if by telepathy, she sensed him and looked over.
Seeing Yun Mingxin, she startled, then her lips curled up uncontrollably.
The workers nearby froze.
“Our young lady can smile?”
“Is this for real?”
“Brother Mingxin, you came early without telling me? I’m so happy!”
Bai Ziyi’s smile was sweeter than ever.
It seemed Mingxin wanted to see her early too.
Yun Mingxin froze. He pulled out his phone and checked his chat with Bai Ziyi.
Cold sweat dripped down instantly.
The address perfectly matched this place.
This was absurd!
