Office workers say they are envious.

A luxury van emblazoned with the prominent logo of [Luoshen Grand Hotel] glided smoothly through the bustling streets, alive with neon lights and endless streams of traffic. The colorful reflections danced across the vehicle's surface as it moved, shifting like a kaleidoscope.

In the passenger seat, a junior supervisor sat upright, seemingly focused on the road ahead. Yet his eyes betrayed him—discreetly stealing glances through the rearview mirror at the two young mistresses of the Luo family in the backseat, and the handsome young man sprawled across their laps.

To ensure his comfort, the second young miss, Luo Shuhe, had cradled his head on her soft thighs, while the third young miss, Luo Shuling, supported his legs. At this moment, Luo Shuhe was tenderly stroking his flushed, drunken cheeks, while Luo Shuling diligently massaged his calves.

The scene was so breathtaking it felt dangerous—one more look, and their hearts might combust.

The supervisor wasn’t the only one captivated. The young driver, too, seized every opportunity when traffic allowed to sneak a peek at the rear seats, his eyes brimming with envy and awe.

Their gazes accidentally met.

In that split second, they recognized the same complicated emotions mirrored in each other’s eyes.

How can the gap between men be this vast?

Here they were, sacrificing their weekend to work tirelessly for a living, while this guy—Gu Luo—not only had looks that could kill, but was also being pampered like royalty by the Luo sisters after getting drunk.

Not even an hour ago, Luo Shuhe had taken him into the hotel.

What happened inside? Well, one didn’t need a genius to guess.

And now, both sisters were escorting him out together.

Surely they didn’t just... all three of them?

Then again, who knew what whims the wealthy indulged in?

With fortunes enough to last ten lifetimes, maybe they were chasing spiritual fulfillment now.

And sometimes, spiritual fulfillment involved... questionable activities.

The more they dwelled on it, the more their envy festered, widening the chasm between their lives and Gu Luo’s.

In those cliché TV dramas, the male lead would be stuck with a 300-pound woman force-feeding him bitter medicine and slapping him around.

But this guy?

Not only was he living the soft life, he’d somehow bagged both stunning twins.

Sometimes, the difference between people was wider than the gap between humans and pigs.

Just as their minds spiraled into bitter fantasies, a drunken chuckle rose from the backseat.

"Haha..."

Jostled awake by the car’s gentle sway, Gu Luo blinked groggily, still giggling like he had been at the night market.

"Baby, you're awake?" Luo Shuhe immediately leaned down, her voice honeyed with concern. "How are you feeling?"

"...Hehe."

Still lost in a drunken haze, Gu Luo slurred, "This bed... this bed’s so shaky..."

Luo Shuhe’s tender expression instantly frosted over. She lifted her gaze to the driver and commanded coolly,

"Slow down."

The shift in demeanor was jarring—one second, a doting lover; the next, an untouchable ice queen.

"Understood."

The driver quickly eased off the accelerator, muttering inwardly about the blatant favoritism.

All warmth for him, all frost for us wage-slaves.

But such was reality. He had no choice but to accept it.

"Baby, is this better now?"

Luo Shuhe’s voice melted back into sweetness as she looked down at Gu Luo, her eyes brimming with affection as if her earlier coldness had never existed.

Gu Luo didn’t answer. Instead, like a child seeking warmth, he nuzzled his face against her thighs before slowly sitting up.

Luo Shuhe steadied him—

Only for him to turn toward Luo Shuling with a drunken grin.

"Little... little sun..."

"I'm here," Luo Shuling replied with a smile, waving playfully.

"My... my heart’s so... tired... Stay... stay with me..." His words tangled in his tongue as he clumsily shifted, collapsing onto Luo Shuling’s lap instead.

Then, with a dazed chuckle, he mumbled, "Dad agreed... haha..."

In his subconscious, only his "little sun" could bring him pure, effortless joy—where he could let go of everything.

"I’ll stay with you. Forever."

For once, the ever-cheerful Luo Shuling wasn’t laughing. Her expression was uncharacteristically solemn as she stroked his cheek, the vow in her voice unshakable.

Luo Shuhe watched, her face clouding with conflict—a mix of jealousy, resentment, and a flicker of quiet fury.

Her anger wasn’t because he’d moved to Luo Shuling’s lap.

It was because the real Luo Shuling he saw... wasn’t the real one at all.

She opened her mouth to speak, but the words died when she met Luo Shuling’s gaze.

Beneath that calm surface was raw, undisguised love and heartache.

As someone who loved deeply herself, Luo Shuhe knew—this wasn’t an act.

The realization twisted her emotions further.

Hypocrite.

Wasn’t she the same? Warm only for Gu Luo and Gu Feng, icy to everyone else.

Meanwhile, up front, the supervisor and driver exchanged a silent, wide-eyed scream—

Holy hell, this guy’s ruthless!

Their earlier suspicions were now all but confirmed.

Bro, you actually bagged both twins?!

One second, the second miss was cooing "baby" at him—the next, he’s flopping into the third miss’s lap, spouting cheesy lines like "Stay with me forever."

Damn it, I hate you.

The supervisor’s envy reached critical levels. He forced himself to stare out at the glittering cityscape, clinging to one feeble consolation—

At least he didn’t sweep up all three sisters.

The eldest, Luo Shuning, is elegant and dignified. She’d never—

Ten minutes later.

The eldest, Luo Shuning, is elegant and dignified. She’d never—

Yeah, right. Never my ass.

The junior manager and the driver, two of the most pitiful wage slaves, parked the company van across the street. Just as they helped Gu Luo to the base of the apartment building, Luo Shuning, the eldest daughter of the Luo family, rushed out first, her face filled with urgent concern as she quickly supported Gu Luo.

Following closely behind her were two other girls—one with stunning, waist-length cold tea-brown hair and a figure that could rival a goddess, and the other an adorable little lolita with twin tails and white stockings.

The worry on their faces was no less than that of the eldest daughter.

The three of them carefully supported Gu Luo together before slowly making their way toward the elevator.

The junior manager and the driver, two overworked employees, stared in disbelief.

Seriously, dude? You’re actually pulling off a harem with triplets?

And wait—why are there two more?

Did you just monopolize all the top-tier beauties in all of Caizhou?

"You’ve worked hard. I’ve already put in a word—your salaries this month will be tripled. You can clock out now and take a paid day off tomorrow," Luo Shuling said to them, her usual cheerful smile back in place.

"Thank you, Third Miss."

"Thank you, Third Miss."

The two men, who had just been seething with envy, immediately brightened up.

Who would’ve thought that a simple errand would not only earn them triple pay but also a free day off?

Given the nature of their jobs, they usually had to follow a strict rotation for breaks.

This might even let them string together a three-day mini-vacation.

Just then, Luo Shuhe spoke up coolly, "You know what to say and what not to say. Do well, and you’ll be rewarded."

"Don’t worry, Second Miss. Our lips are sealed."

"We’ll be on call anytime."

The junior manager and the driver nodded eagerly, their excitement barely contained.

As lowly wage slaves, even the slightest connection to the young mistresses of their boss’s family could mean walking around the hotel like they owned the place.

Not to mention, a single errand like this already tripled their monthly pay.

If they played their cards right, there might be even bigger bonuses in the future.

The mistresses’ casual generosity was a fortune to workers like them.

The two men, who had been cursing Gu Luo in their hearts just moments ago, now practically worshipped him like a patron saint.

Luo Shuhe, meanwhile, was already plotting her next move—dragging Gu Luo to the hotel to have her way with him. She waved dismissively at the two still-useful employees.

"Show me what you’re worth. Now scram."

"Of course, Second Miss, Third Miss. Just call us anytime you need us." They hurried off toward the street, their steps light as if they were floating.

Tonight called for a celebratory feast—hold the cilantro.

Luo Shuling stretched lazily and giggled. "Shuhe, I just texted Shuning—told her I happened to run into Gu Luo and Uncle Gu Feng drinking outside. When I saw how drunk he was, I contacted you, and we arranged to bring him home together."

"Whatever."

Luo Shuhe stretched as well, her movements unintentionally accentuating her alluring curves.

"Shuhe, don’t you think living happily with Gu Luo is just… perfect?"

Luo Shuhe merely glanced at her coolly before walking toward the apartment entrance, leaving behind a flat remark:

"Convince Mom first—and make sure Gu Luo doesn’t get beaten to death—then we’ll talk."

Luo Shuling watched her sister’s retreating figure, fingers combing through her short, silky hair. After a moment of silence, she murmured softly,

"If we’re happy… Mom will agree…"

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