Aunt Ruxue might genuinely have a "split personality"!
Almost every pause afterward was Maomao carefully thinking things through.
Faced with the same question, Aunt Ruxue might give completely different answers.
But that wasn’t the main issue.
The real problem was the direction of those differing answers!
For example, if someone asked you:
Tea or coffee?
Drama films or horror movies?
Sweet tofu pudding or savory tofu pudding?
Red date zongzi or meat-filled zongzi?
Voluptuous mature women or slender young girls?
Think about it.
Except for the last question, all the others have clear-cut choices.
But the Aunt Ruxue described by Maomao was different.
According to Maomao, she might choose the first option one hour, then firmly switch to the latter the next.
Such a bizarrely mercurial personality indirectly made it impossible for scenario reenactment methods to predict her possible actions.
No wonder even after so many years in the future, artificial intelligence still couldn’t replace humans.
The human heart is truly unfathomable!
Lin Yu zoned out for a moment, lost in thought, before preparing to tell Maomao the grim reality—that the only path forward was to "play it by ear."
But when he turned around…
Maomao: "These dried tangerines are really delicious. Ying, you’re so nice."
Ying'er: "Am I? Hehehe, not nice enough yet! Eat more, I snack on these all the time while gaming."
Maomao: "Thanks, Ying."
Ying'er: "Aunt Ruxue sounds like a tough opponent. Kinda scary, honestly."
Maomao: "Yeah, I’m scared of her too. But after acting it out just now, my fear level dropped by 2%."
Ying'er: "You’re such a weirdo, quantifying it like that? Haha, try this one."
Maomao: "Thanks. Do you eat these while gaming too?"
"……"
Lin Yu: "……"
Whose problem is this, anyway?!
Why does it feel like he’s the only one seriously analyzing things?
When these two get together, the vibe is this relaxed?
You two might as well move in together!
Lin Yu found it surprisingly hard to interject into their casual chatter.
Before long, Maomao earnestly held out two pieces of dried lime and offered them to Lin Yu:
"Yu, wanna try? Ying’s snacks are really good."
Lin Yu: "……"
Still snacking?!
Aunt Ruxue’s coming for you!
Ying'er, seeing Lin Yu’s exasperated expression, seized the chance to tease him:
"Snacks won’t help, Master. You need pills—like red date pills!"
Maomao tilted her head, puzzled:
"Red date pills? Are they tasty?"
Ying'er, from an angle where Maomao couldn’t see, smirked mischievously at Lin Yu:
"Delicious, of course! Master eats them all the time!"
As she spoke, she wiggled her tongue playfully, taunting him.
Lin Yu: "……"
Did this brat really think he couldn’t retaliate just because Maomao was here?
Anyone who dared provoke him never walked away from bed normally afterward.
Keeping his expression neutral, Lin Yu spoke softly to Maomao:
"Maomao, I’ve got a basic grasp of Aunt Ruxue’s personality now."
"We can discuss any further questions in the group chat."
"Remember what you promised me? Every morning…"
Ying'er, gulping water from her bottle, remained oblivious to the impending danger.
Her eyes only sparkled with curiosity at the mention of "every morning…"
Maomao quickly swallowed another dried tangerine and stood up, clasping her hands behind her back obediently:
"Thanks for helping, Yu. Is there anything to do in the apartment this morning? Leave it to me."
Lin Yu smiled approvingly:
"Good. Today’s tasks aren’t too much…"
"First, water the plants. Then sweep the yard. Finally, replace the doormat at the third-floor staircase."
Mo Shangying: "!!!"
Holy crap.
Master was exploiting this chance to make Maomao his free labor!
Judging by how smoothly Maomao took it, this definitely wasn’t the first time.
The real problem was—
She’d just provoked Master.
If Maomao left now…
"Got it, I’ll get started."
"Yu, Ying, talk later."
"Today was fun. Bye!"
Without another second’s delay, Maomao dashed out of Ying'er’s room.
Lin Yu strolled to the door.
Click!
The lock engaged.
When he turned back, Ying'er had already curled up on her gaming chair in a defensive squat.
"Hehehe…"
"Master, my 8:60 shift starts at 9:30."
"See? Not much time left…"
Normally, if nothing urgent was happening, she wouldn’t flinch at Lin Yu’s predatory advance.
But work was work.
And after being relentlessly… handled by Lin Yu these past few days,
Ying'er secretly worried she’d become dependent on him.
Hearing her excuse, Lin Yu chuckled as he loosened his outerwear:
"Only remembering work now?"
"Having fun teasing me earlier, weren’t you?"
"Ying'er, you sure you wanna cling to that chair?"
"Think very carefully…"
Ying'er hugged her knees tighter, mustering a feeble resistance:
"Master, you still need my help with something, so don’t get too arroga—ah!"
Resistance was futile.
Ying'er tried to escape the gaming chair but failed.
Thus, the battle commenced right there on the chair.
"Can you let me put down the iiOiiO first?"
"Master, I was wrong~"
"..."
"My back’s about to break—don’t be so rough, show some mercy~"
"Huh? Why did you stop?"
"..."
...
9:00 AM.
Freshly showered and satisfied, Lin Yu strolled out of Ying'er’s room.
Following his agreed-upon time with Mao Ruirui, he leisurely made his way to the side gate of the neighborhood.
Just as he expected.
The girls in the apartment were punctual as ever.
Mao Ruirui had changed into her usual outfit—a white T-shirt and denim overalls—once again radiating that refreshing, effortless charm.
Spotting Lin Yu approaching,
Mao Ruirui, with her hands clasped behind her back, waved and pointed to a small electric scooter parked beside her.
Lately, they’d mostly relied on taxis for outings.
The rare exception was borrowing the antique car from Elder Sister.
Riding an electric scooter was a rare occasion indeed.
Two days ago,
Lin Yu and Mao Ruirui’s schedules had been slightly out of sync,
so he hadn’t noticed how she usually commuted to work.
Now, it all made sense.
As Lin Yu drew near,
Mao Ruirui asked proactively:
"Xiao Yu, the streets near Xiaoxiao’s place are pretty congested."
"I figured riding an electric scooter would be better than taking a taxi."
"What do you think?"
Lin Yu replied cheerfully:
"Of course!"
"I always wanted to buy one back in college."
"Though my balance isn’t great, and my riding skills are a bit shaky..."
...
(Bonus chapter delivered! Will keep working hard tomorrow. Just 213 more 'Power of Love' supports until the next bonus update—hope everyone can chip in!)
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
