Regarding repaying kindness, Tang Hua believed it was necessary. After all, the Boss had been exceptionally good to her and had saved her life more than once.
"If it weren't for the Boss, I would have already left this boring world," Tang Hua often thought.
"A life without being watched has no meaning."
"Those who are not loved will always feel cold."
"In the past, I hid underground like a bug, only daring to crawl out in the dead of night, searching for a distant glimmer of light."
"Now, the light has grown brighter and more intense. It rushes toward me, enveloping me."
"Even if I might melt in this brilliance, I will never regret it. I will fully embrace it."
"I must pour all my love into the Boss."
"I must let him feel my sincerity."
Tang Hua was resolute in her heart.
Nothing and no one could hinder her decision. She had always been this way—once she set her mind on something, she would "go all out" to achieve it.
Today, she decided to "become a succubus" in one go.
She would thoroughly study all the characteristics of a succubus, complete the Boss's VTuber costume video "homework," and additionally record a private collection for the Boss as a "secret weapon" to give him when they met in the future.
Tang Hua knew that the Boss was surrounded by potential dangers.
That sister who had already moved into his house had almost made her shut down at their first encounter.
If the Boss hadn't sent her a message in time that rainy night, she might have really gone to the rooftop of the neighboring building, dressed up beautifully, and jumped in one go.
So, that girl was a problem.
"She's very young."
"She lives in the Boss's house, so inevitably, she spends the Boss's money."
Tang Hua liked to measure problems from a "financial" perspective.
If, for Lu Qing, assessing someone's strength was measured in "moves," then for Tang Hua, nothing was more important than "how much money the Boss spent on her."
This was a habit born out of years of poverty.
No matter what she bought or what fees she paid, she had to calculate carefully—first, see how much money she had, then see how much she needed to spend, and finally, consider whether it was worth it.
Of course, the result was often "too expensive, forget it."
—Tang Hua always sacrificed herself.
Because she had "no ability" after running away from home and was too poor.
In those bitter days, she was on the verge of death several times.
"Sigh."
Tang Hua continued her analysis.
"Through the telescope, I can see that her makeup is very refined."
"She uses top-tier cosmetics—the kind I can't afford."
"Her dresses are also high-end, even her nightgowns are expensive luxury items."
"But she's so young, still in school, so she definitely can't be earning her own money."
"Is she spending the Boss's money?"
Tang Hua's expression was serious, her thoughts clear.
"The Boss must have spent 'quite a bit' on her."
"Did he spend more on her than on me?"
Tang Hua wasn't sure.
After all, she was no longer the same as before—she was now a being with "91,500+ combat power." How could she be compared to an outsider?
But there were always exceptions.
Su Ling's sudden appearance was a huge anomaly.
It was like a force from another realm abruptly descended into her territory and declared sovereignty from the moment it landed—terrifying.
"That's right, I didn't notice her in my previous hundreds of stalking sessions."
"That means she appeared recently."
Tang Hua's heart grew slightly cold.
"In other words, during the nights I wasn't stalking the Boss, she suddenly appeared and, with swift and decisive action, broke into the Boss's house, bypassing his defenses, and successfully moved in."
"..."
"This... she's really strong."
Finally, Tang Hua realized the complexity of her opponent.
Looking at herself in the mirror, already dressed in a succubus costume, she struck a few alluring poses and gradually came to a realization:
"I see. She's a blood-sucking princess."
Yes.
"She's living in the Boss's house, sucking his blood, and continuously receiving 'money' into her body. This way, even if she does nothing, she'll gain power from the Boss's essence."
Tang Hua was eerily calm.
She realized she had underestimated the sister's strength.
"The situation is unfavorable for me."
She summarized while continuing to analyze.
"She has the advantage of location—I can't get close to the Boss anymore. So, I can only approach from the outside."
"And from the outside, the best way is to lock him in when he comes to my place again."
At this thought, Tang Hua hesitated.
"Although this aligns with a succubus's methods, the Boss hasn't done anything wrong. He loves me and treats me well.
I can't restrict his freedom. That's not allowed and goes against human morality."
She knew that the modern succubus world had evolved and was no longer the same as before.
She couldn't break the rules of human society, nor could she attract the attention of the police, or everything would be ruined.
"Last time, that little thing next door to the Boss tricked me once, and I retaliated, so it's a tie for now."
"But the police are really scary..."
"If I get taken away, I won't be able to see the Boss for a long time."
For Tang Hua, not being able to see the Boss in real life was bearable, but if she couldn't even contact him online, she might as well die immediately.
Moreover,
She was now very aware that if she didn't reach out to the Boss, someone else would.
Whether it was the "blood-sucking princess" in the Boss's house or the little thing next door, both were eyeing the Boss, drooling over him.
Neither was easy to deal with.
"If I don't take the initiative, others will."
"When others take the initiative, they'll block the Boss's view, and he won't be able to see my devotion or understand my feelings for him."
"That's not good."
Tang Hua shook her head.
She felt she couldn't just stand by anymore.
"Tomorrow."
"Tomorrow is the day I meet that middle person."
"The meeting is secondary—the main thing is that I can have another meal with the Boss and spend another night close to him."
"This is a rare opportunity, not to be missed. And it's 'official business.'"
Good.
Tang Hua made a quick decision and set three clear objectives for herself—
First: During the meal, she must sit next to the Boss and create physical contact—【The Succubus's Touch】.
Second: If possible, let him smell my scent—【The Succubus's Fragrance】.
Third: Quickly review all succubus-related knowledge, from behavior to subtle expressions. Strive to fully embody the role before tomorrow night's meeting, using 【The Succubus's True Nature】 to shatter everything in her path.
Visual, olfactory, tactile—
Plus illusions.
A multi-pronged approach to directly target the Boss's desires, pierce his defenses, tear apart his restraint, and dominate his thoughts.
"Will this amplify the Boss's desires?"
Tang Hua naturally thought, her hand resting on her lips.
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