From the way Antique Sister was talking, it seemed she was venting her frustration over a "hopelessly incompetent" teammate.
Anyone Shen Buyao would call a friend…
Who else could it be but Huang Feirong?
If Shen Jiuyi were the one being scolded, she’d probably egg the other person on to curse even harder.
Besides, Shen Jiuyi was a gaming prodigy—she’d never stumble over something like this.
Lin Yu let out a helpless sigh.
Seems like he’d arrived too early!
Lin Yu strolled leisurely into the shop.
Polite greetings—if you could call them that—were still echoing one after another.
"What’s wrong with going 0/6? You useless toothpick of a man!"
"Go call your dad and ask him which trash can he fished you out of!"
"Give me your address? You dare? If you don’t show up, you’re my son!"
"……"
To Lin Yu’s surprise,
Shen Jiuyi was also in the shop, not just Shen Buyao.
Weren’t they supposed to be one-on-one?
How did this turn into a 1v2?!
At that moment,
Shen Jiuyi had her headphones on, feet propped up on the seat, a laptop resting on her knees as she leaned back against the wooden chair, seemingly watching a video.
The commotion in the shop didn’t faze her at all.
Only when a shadow moved across the room did she notice Lin Yu’s arrival.
Shen Jiuyi hit the spacebar and raised a hand in polite acknowledgment.
Casually, she remarked:
"Buyao’s inside. I’m leaving at twelve."
Without waiting for Lin Yu’s response,
she tapped the spacebar again and resumed watching, tuning everything else out.
Lin Yu’s hand hung awkwardly mid-air, his smile frozen on his face: "……"
Seriously?!
Acting like they were barely acquaintances?
After sharing the same damn blanket once?!
And still this cold?!
[Ding!]
[Masterstroke move! The sudden appearance of the Holy Son sends the Honorary Elder of the Astrology Pavilion into a flurry of wild thoughts, too flustered to even look directly at him!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Lin Yu’s inner thoughts: Oh-ho?
So she’s just pretending to be aloof!
No way two people this close could be so distant.
She’s probably terrified Lin Yu might pull some sneaky move while Buyao’s too busy raging in-game.
Making her blurt out something like: "Just because I’m cursed with the fate of a born temptress, so…"
Trying to escape?
Too bad—he’d make sure there was nowhere to run!
Instead of heading straight for Shen Buyao, Lin Yu walked over to Shen Jiuyi.
Under her suspicious gaze, he lifted the laptop off her lap and placed it on the table.
The headphone cord yanked Shen Jiuyi forward, forcing her to lean in abruptly.
She quickly pulled them off, frowning:
"What’s the meaning of this? Need something?"
Lin Yu glanced around before asking out of nowhere:
"You’ve got security cameras in here, right?"
Shen Jiuyi was puzzled but answered honestly:
"There’s one in the corner. Been broken for ages—just for show now."
Lin Yu: "Good. That’s a relief."
Shen Jiuyi: "???"
Before she could decipher his words,
Lin Yu’s hands were already on her ankles, giving a light tug.
Shen Jiuyi’s legs dropped straight down, forcing her to sit upright.
The momentum nearly sent her crashing face-first into Lin Yu.
Her calm façade shattered instantly, breath hitching.
Was it just because of her "born temptress" fate that Lin Yu dared to manhandle her so brazenly?
Buyao was still in the shop…
The thought barely formed before
Shen Jiuyi didn’t even have time to demand what Lin Yu thought he was doing.
Her first instinct was to check if Buyao had noticed his arrival.
Thankfully,
Buyao was too absorbed in her verbal onslaught to pay attention to whatever was happening behind her.
Shen Jiuyi wanted to scold Lin Yu harshly, to demand he show some respect.
But when she turned and saw his face—
[Ding!]
[Masterstroke move! The Holy Son’s transgression against societal norms leaves the Honorary Elder of the Astrology Pavilion breathless and utterly disoriented!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! Your bond with the Honorary Elder of the Astrology Pavilion has deepened, advancing to the Seventh Realm: "Threads of Affection Entwined!"
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Lin Yu: "!!!"
It wasn’t that he had the guts to take such risks.
It’s just…
Little Nine was way too cooperative!
This felt like…
Her mouth kept saying "no" and "don’t," but her actions screamed "yes" and "more."
Not only was she showering him with Spirit Stones, but their intimacy level even rose.
Tsk!
Thankfully Buyao was here as a buffer.
If it were just him and Little Nine alone,
Lin Yu wasn’t sure he could keep his belt fastened—temptation to cross the line might win.
"Lin Yu, what are you—?"
Shen Jiuyi pinched her own thigh hard.
Damn it—had her voice actually trembled?!
Lin Yu, cunning as he was, would surely pick up on her fear.
No… she couldn’t let him dominate her like this!
Blame it on those two damn dreams lately—
They’d left her so disoriented she couldn’t even distinguish her own feelings anymore.
Lin Yu suppressed his restless urges and calmly stated:
"Watching a screen that close will ruin your eyesight."
"This distance is the safe zone. Don’t you know basic common sense?"
Shen Jiuyi was speechless: "……"
That was all?!
She’d nearly had a heart attack!
She thought Lin Yu had lost his mind, planning some audacious stunt right under Buyao’s nose.
After all, last time in his room,
they’d already had that infamous "shared blanket" incident.
This time, it was impossible not to overthink.
Yet Lin Yu hit her with such a mundane excuse.
Shen Jiuyi: "Thanks…!!!"
Wait—
What was she thinking?!
Where was her IQ?!
Lin Yu’s actions were clearly meant to provoke misunderstanding.
Who touches someone’s feet and then claims it’s for their own good?!
Yet here she was, instinctively rationalizing his behavior,
even about to thank him!!
But by the time she tried to retract it, it was too late.
Lin Yu leaned in to put her headphones back on, pinched her cheek, and said:
"Don’t mention it. Keep watching."
"If I catch you putting it on your lap again, I’ll readjust your posture myself."
Shen Jiuyi: "!!!"
Of course.
She should’ve known better than to expect normalcy from Lin Yu.
Even with Buyao right there, he still dared to…
Watching Lin Yu walk away, then at the laptop on the table,
Shen Jiuyi’s eyelashes fluttered faintly.
In the end, she didn’t dare pick it back up.
She just sat stiffly upright and resumed watching—
Though her mind was now anywhere but on the video.
Behind the counter,
Shen Buyao suddenly shot up from her seat, one foot on the chair, the other hand grabbing the standing mic.
"Your big sis here—"
Her stance suggested an upgraded, even more savage verbal beatdown was coming.
But the moment she spotted Lin Yu approaching,
her words lodged in her throat, and she blurted out instead:
"Your big sis here… can’t be bothered with trash like you."
……
(First update today! As usual, bonus chapters will follow later!)
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