Ten minutes later.
Du Ruxue: "So this is how the apartment treats its guests. I never knew before—now I’ve truly experienced it firsthand."
Lin Yu: "Aunt Ruxue, there are still a few leaves over here."
Du Ruxue: "I must really be getting old. Just sweeping this little bit has already left my back aching."
Lin Yu: "Aunt Ruxue, the trash bin is up ahead. If it’s too much, you can make a trip to empty it first."
Du Ruxue: "Does Mengmeng know Maomao usually does this much work?"
Lin Yu: "Turn left when you go out, walk straight—that’s the community garbage disposal area."
Du Ruxue: "Are you seriously planning to make me do all of this?"
Lin Yu: "Aunt Ruxue, what are you talking about? Isn’t my job to… teach you how to do it?"
Du Ruxue: "…"
Lin Yu: "…"
The two of them carried on their own conversations, neither bothering to engage with the other.
To Maomao and the Xia sisters, Du Ruxue’s third personality might have been a terrifying presence.
But to the current Lin Yu…
It wasn’t that she had no effect at all.
It was more like she had zero effect.
Damage dealt: 0.5. Damage taken: 800!
In Lin Yu’s eyes, this version of Aunt Ruxue was like an elderly woman on a bus who failed to snag a seat—resorting to a barrage of mental attacks on young Lin Yu in an attempt to get her way.
Lin Yu’s strategy was simple…
Not only would he refuse to give up his seat, but he’d also stick out his tongue and shake his head mockingly.
Let her talk all she wanted—none of it was getting through to him!
What made it even more amusing was…
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! Daily Mission "Sweeping the Sect Courtyard" completed successfully. Reward: 80 Sect Contribution Points, 80 Spirit Stones!]
Oh ho?
Hearing the system’s notification, Lin Yu grew even more energized!
When Maomao finished household chores, he could gain the system’s approval and receive rewards.
Who would’ve thought?
Even the "Sect’s Holy Maiden"—Maomao’s guardian—would qualify for the same treatment?
Or was it because Lin Yu’s supervision had triggered an additional effect?
Either way, it was fine.
It only emboldened Lin Yu further.
Seeing that the yard was nearly cleaned up, Lin Yu grabbed a tissue and walked over to Du Ruxue.
"Aunt Ruxue, you’ve worked hard."
"Seems like you really don’t do much manual labor normally. Here, wipe your sweat."
Du Ruxue, struggling to steady her breathing, took the tissue from Lin Yu and snapped,
"Xiao Yu, my eyesight must be failing me—I didn’t realize you had such a kind heart."
Even while accepting the tissue, she couldn’t resist throwing in a sarcastic jab.
Lin Yu wasn’t the least bit offended.
Because he genuinely didn’t have a kind heart.
But he certainly had plenty of ill intentions disguised as goodwill!
"Aunt Ruxue, I remember when Maomao first arrived, she didn’t even know how to use the apartment’s washing machine."
"Do you know how to use it? Or are you in the same boat?"
"Since Aunt Qimeng hasn’t finished cooking yet, why don’t I teach you? You can do some laundry."
"We stayed up too late last night, so both Aunt Qimeng and I have dirty clothes piled up."
"Perfect opportunity—I’ll teach you while fulfilling your desire to work."
Du Ruxue froze mid-wipe: "!!!"
Was this never going to end?
This kid had some nerve!
Daring to boss her around like this while Mengmeng wasn’t looking!
Had all her veiled threats just flown over his head?
No, no.
He was absolutely doing it on purpose—pretending not to understand.
Du Ruxue crumpled the tissue in her hand and challenged,
"Oh? Mengmeng’s clothes need me to wash them?"
"Fine. I’ll go ask her right now."
"Let’s see if she’ll say the same thing to my face."
With that, she stepped around Lin Yu, heading straight for Chen Qimeng.
Lin Yu didn’t show a hint of panic. Instead, he wore a smile that screamed, "Everything’s going according to plan."
Who said Aunt Ruxue was old? Aunt Ruxue was amazing!
If only she could stay in this personality forever.
Yesterday, her sharp, cold demeanor had made Lin Yu hesitate.
Today, she was as easy to read as a child!
Lin Yu almost wondered if the woman he’d met yesterday was an imposter.
"My apologies, Aunt Ruxue."
"From what you said on the phone, I thought you genuinely wanted to do housework."
"If you’re too tired, it’s fine—I can always 'take over' for you."
The phrase "take over" caught Du Ruxue’s attention.
Lin Yu had framed the chores—originally his responsibility—as tasks Du Ruxue was supposed to handle.
Because…
In this state, Du Ruxue could question the heavens and the earth—how could she tolerate others questioning her?
Sure enough, after Lin Yu’s remark, Du Ruxue halted mid-step and turned back.
"Take over for me? What could possibly require you to take over my duties?"
"What I say is what I mean!"
"A washing machine? Let’s go—teach me right now!"
[Ding!]
[Masterful Move! The Holy Son’s imposing demeanor ignites the Holy Maiden’s fighting spirit!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Lin Yu: "???"
Good heavens!
What kind of divine personality was this?!
UFO Aunt Ruxue could even trigger rewards by riling her up?
Could this personality just get locked in permanently?
Who said this was a disorder?
This was an absolute angelic blessing!
……
When Lin Yu returned with the fuming Du Ruxue in tow, the Xia sisters, who had been peeking from the doorway, quickly retreated.
They busied themselves with fake tasks, pretending to be occupied.
Maomao remained near the couch, obediently staying put as Lin Yu had instructed.
Seeing Lin Yu enter, she shot him a worried, questioning look.
Lin Yu flashed an "OK" gesture, reassuring everyone.
As the two disappeared into the laundry room, Xia Xiashan muttered in disbelief,
"Aunt Ruxue is… being led around by Lin Yu?"
"How is that possible?! I’ve never seen anything like it!"
"Yiwei, have you ever seen anyone withstand Aunt Ruxue’s psychological torment?"
The sisters hadn’t caught much of the conversation in the yard—only the last few lines near the door.
Lin Yu seemed to be deliberately provoking Aunt Ruxue, tricking her into adding laundry to her workload.
Wasn’t that the definition of being led by the nose?
Xia Yiwei raised a thumbs-up at Lin Yu’s retreating figure, muttering in admiration,
"Damn, he’s good!"
"Did Maomao’s software actually work?"
"Little Master must have Aunt Ruxue’s instruction manual!"
Xia Xiashan blinked in confusion: "???"
……
(Second chapter for today. Bonus chapter coming soon—keep supporting with power stones!)
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