Changing Clothes and Changing Rooms

After following the Gang Leader, they were shocked to discover that his girlfriend was actually the richest woman in the world.

She was practically a living, breathing god of wealth.

But how could this woman compare to Boss Su’s own golden goose?

They had to keep a close eye on the Gang Leader.

Wang Shiyun could only watch helplessly as Cheng Yi and Cheng Er helped Lin Xuan leave. Stomping her foot in frustration, she refused to give up.

But it didn’t matter.

She’d have another chance later.

Cheng Yi and Cheng Er also helped Luo Yuan back to his room.

"Miss Wang, since he’s your boyfriend, you can take him to bed yourself. We won’t help you with that," one of the bodyguards said.

"Fine."

Wang Shiyun glanced at Wang Dahe, his face flushed and his expression dazed from drunkenness. A look of disgust flashed across her face.

If it weren’t for her plans to find Lin Xuan later, she wouldn’t have bothered with him at all.

After dragging Wang Dahe back to his room, she was on her way to find Lin Xuan when a man reeking of alcohol stumbled past her.

"Ugh—" He vomited all over her.

"Ah—!"

Wang Shiyun shrieked.

"Disgusting!"

The drunk man gave her a bleary-eyed look but didn’t move away—instead, he retched again, this time splattering her shoes.

"AHHH—!"

Wang Shiyun shoved him away and sprinted back to her room in a panic.

No, no, no.

She had to clean up this mess immediately. The stench was unbearable, and she couldn’t risk even a hint of it lingering on her—Lin Xuan would be repulsed.

She absolutely couldn’t let anything ruin her plan to seduce him.

As Wang Shiyun fled, the man watched her retreating figure, his eyes sharp and sober—not a trace of drunkenness remained.

He pushed open the door to Lin Xuan’s room.

"Young Master Lin, I followed your instructions. I vomited all over her, and now she’s gone back to change," the man reported respectfully.

Lin Xuan sat up from the bed.

"Good. I understand."

This time, he would make sure Wang Dahe, that lovesick fool, saw Wang Shiyun for who she really was.

Wang Dahe’s pathetic, simpering behavior was downright infuriating.

Then again, Lin Xuan had been just as brainless in his past life, simping for Qin Ruoyao.

Lin Xuan strode into Wang Dahe’s room.

Wang Dahe seemed to be lost in some erotic dream, arms wrapped around empty air as he mumbled, "Shiyun… baby… come here… kiss me…"

Lin Xuan: "…"

He pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation.

If this weren’t his best friend, he’d just stand back and enjoy the show.

Lin Xuan retrieved a sobering potion from his spatial storage and poured it into Wang Dahe’s drink.

In less than ten seconds, Wang Dahe jolted awake.

"My head is killing me," Wang Dahe groaned, rubbing his temples.

When he saw Lin Xuan, he blinked in confusion. "Xuanzi? What are you doing here?"

"I’m here to help you see Wang Shiyun’s true colors," Lin Xuan said.

"Xuanzi, you still don’t trust Shiyun?" Wang Dahe frowned.

Ever since he introduced her to Lin Xuan, his friend had seemed hostile toward her.

Lin Xuan sighed. "Dahe, I’ll be straight with you—I had a dream. In it, Wang Shiyun used you as her personal ATM."

"You started a company, and she siphoned money from it. Then she got involved with the CEO of a rival company, sold your game to him, and married him right in front of you. You couldn’t take it and jumped off a building."

"No way. Shiyun would never do that," Wang Dahe immediately denied.

He scowled. "Xuanzi, it was just a dream. You can’t take dreams as reality."

Lin Xuan shrugged. "I knew you wouldn’t believe me. That’s why I’m here—to prove whether she’s sincere or not."

"If what happens next proves she truly loves you, I’ll support your relationship with both hands and feet."

"Or what, my dear sworn brother?" Lin Xuan slung an arm around Wang Dahe’s shoulders, smirking. "Are you too scared to test her?"

"Bring it on. Shiyun loves me—of course I’m confident. I’ll stake my life on it: she’s completely devoted to me," Wang Dahe declared.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Then let’s wait and see."

"How are we testing her?" Wang Dahe asked.

Lin Xuan: "We swap clothes and rooms."

Wang Dahe frowned.

How would switching rooms prove anything?

Lin Xuan added, "Later, lie on the bed facing away from the door. Stay awake. Someone will come for you—they might mistake you for me."

Wang Dahe’s frown deepened.

What did swapping rooms have to do with testing Wang Shiyun’s loyalty?

Unless… Xuanzi was implying that Shiyun would sneak into his room to seduce him?

No.

Impossible.

Shiyun would never betray him.

"Fine, I’ll go now." Wang Dahe hurried to Lin Xuan’s room and lay down on the bed.

He had been utterly convinced of Wang Shiyun’s loyalty, but Lin Xuan’s certainty planted a seed of doubt.

Please let Shiyun not come looking for Xuanzi.

Please let Shiyun not come looking for Xuanzi.

As he lay there, Wang Dahe silently prayed.

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