Handsome & Thoughtful God: [Sister Hua, if you keep tempting me like this, I might not resist coming back to you.]
Pfft. Yun Mingyue let out a soft chuckle, her brows relaxing as her mood softened considerably.
Flourishing Blossoms: [I’ve locked the door. You can’t get in.]
She stepped into the villa, shut the door firmly, climbed to the second floor, set her phone on the bedside table, showered, slipped into a white nightgown that gently concealed her slender figure, and only then picked up her phone to check WeChat.
Vrrrm~~
Handsome & Thoughtful God: [Sister Hua, are you still there?]
Flourishing Blossoms: [I’m heading to bed… but…]
[WeChat Transfer +10,000]
Handsome & Thoughtful God: [???]
Flourishing Blossoms: [I want you to lull me to sleep. Consider this your hard work fee.]
Handsome & Thoughtful God: [Still… this is way too much.]
Flourishing Blossoms: [This sister isn’t short on cash. (smug.jpg)]
[WeChat Call Request]
“Just say anything,” Yun Mingyue murmured after accepting, eyes lazily half-closed, voice feather-soft. “Think of it as petting a freshly bathed kitten.”
“That’s… a weird comparison,” Zhou You sighed, but kept chatting. Honestly? Ten grand for an hour? Total win.
Yun Mingyue listened quietly as Zhou You spun tales from who-knows-where, occasionally murmuring “Mm.” Her earlier loneliness had already melted away.
Time slipped by unnoticed. Drowsily, her eyes fluttered shut. The phone slid from her fingers onto the pillow as she drifted into sleep.
Ten minutes later…
“Sister Hua, you’re probably asleep. Good night.”
Beep beep beep~~
In her dream, Yun Mingyue’s lips curved into a faint, tender smile.
“Little kitten… wants to… bite you… my little fishy treat…”
…
Flush with earnings, Zhou You splurged on a taxi and got home early. Leaning against his bed, he yawned. Chatting with Sister Hua was tiring—but her lonely look was hard to ignore.
After settling Yun Mingyue’s matter, sleep called. But first: Chen Tangtang.
Handsome & Thoughtful God: [Haven’t you and Youzi already made up?]
Ice City Romance: [But I promised Youzi I’d help her win you over.]
“…”
Handsome & Thoughtful God: [Then this has even less to do with me.]
Did Chen Tangtang really expect him to write his own dating guide?
Ice City Romance: [You promised to help me reconcile with Youzi. I promised Youzi I’d help her win you. Round it off—it’s basically you helping Youzi win yourself over.]
Chen Tangtang: a logical genius. Zhou You was genuinely stunned.
Handsome & Thoughtful God: [Sister Bing, I can’t do this. I’m sleeping. Good night.]
How absurd—crafting a guide to win himself over?
Ice City Romance: [No! Not even a tiny chance?]
Inside Hangzhou’s finest hotel presidential suite, Chen Tangtang shifted beneath the sheets—a perfect peach-shaped silhouette rising and falling. She peeked out from under the covers, phone in hand, and sharply tapped the call bell.
Maids rushed in. “Young miss, you called?”
Unlike her warmth toward Zhou You, Chen Tangtang’s tone turned cool. These attendants were family-assigned—ostensibly to serve, truly to watch. Her kindness had conditions: sincerity mattered.
“Fix my hair. Find me a beautiful outfit.”
“Going out, miss?” A maid glanced at the late hour, hesitant. If the young miss partied tonight, *she’d* get scolded—but *they’d* pay the price.
“I’m not leaving.” Her voice carried quiet authority, a stark shift from her usual bubbly self. “Hurry. No delays.”
“Yes, miss.”
Though sleepy, the maids sprang to work with meticulous care. Waves curled through her shoulder-length hair; an elegant Armani gown hugged her figure just right.
“So beautiful,” one maid breathed, captivated before the mirror, drowsiness forgotten.
Click… click…
Chen Tangtang tugged her neckline slightly and snapped selfies.
Ice City Romance: [Image] [Image]
Ice City Romance: [Sister’s sending perks~ Help me out, pretty please~~]
Zhou You saved the photos but stayed unmoved.
Handsome & Thoughtful God: [Even ten more like this won’t change my mind.]
Ding~ Ding~ Ding~
Exactly ten photos flooded in. The last showed her hesitantly lifting her hem—smooth stomach revealed, a delicate navel peeking through like a cat’s eye.
“…”
Zhou You pushed down a flicker of inappropriate thought. A few more words, and he’d cross a line.
Handsome & Thoughtful God: [Sister Bing… fine. I’ll reluctantly agree *this* time. Don’t do it again.]
Ice City Romance: [Hehe~~ What’s wrong? I’m single, you’re single. No one would blink.]
After sending it, Chen Tangtang felt a sudden hollow pang. *He’ll have a girlfriend someday… I won’t be able to do this then…*
Nearby, the maids watched, hearts fluttering with envy. *Who is this “god” of hers?* If only… but they dared not ask. Chen Tangtang’s warning lingered.
With a sigh, Zhou You began the absurd task.
Handsome & Thoughtful God: [Honestly? I don’t have strict requirements. I like older sisters because they *get* me. Things feel easy.]
Chen Tangtang shook off the melancholy. *Future worries later.*
Ice City Romance: [Ooh! Taking notes! Taking notes!]
Eyes sparkling, she reached out. A sharp-eyed maid handed pen and paper. Chen Tangtang leaned against the nightstand, chest pressing softly into the wood, and scribbled elegant lines in black ink.
Handsome & Thoughtful God: [So tell Youzi… notice what I like. Create little surprises for me…]
Zhou You finished, utterly baffled.
Teaching someone how to win *himself* over?
Way too weird.
