My Girlfriend is Bossy

Wang Shiyun finished her shower and washed her hair. After blow-drying it, she put on an extremely revealing lingerie set, then covered herself with a long coat before stepping out.

She first went to Wang Dahe’s room. Seeing the man lying in bed with his back turned to her, covered by a blanket, she left, reassured.

Lin Xuan also sent a message to Luo Yuan: "Come to Wang Dahe’s room. Let’s watch the show together."

"Got it."

The moment Luo Yuan received Lin Xuan’s text, he sprang up from his bed like a carp leaping out of water, too excited to stay still.

Crack.

The sound of a bone dislocating.

Luo Yuan: "..."

Damn it.

Why did his foot act up again?

Last time, when he was gossiping about Qin Ruoyao, his leg got hurt… and now, while anticipating the drama between Wang Dahe and Wang Shiyun, the same thing happened!

A pained expression twisted Luo Yuan’s face, but even a broken leg wouldn’t stop him from enjoying the show.

Holding his right foot, he hopped on one leg toward Wang Dahe’s room.

Lin Xuan was booting up his computer when he noticed Luo Yuan bouncing in.

"Luo Yuan, what happened to you?" he asked, puzzled.

"Just my luck, huh? Not sure if it’s dislocated or broken," Luo Yuan replied through gritted teeth.

Sigh.

Fragile college students.

A simple jump, and his leg was already wrecked.

Lin Xuan smirked. "You’re way too worked up."

"Of course I am!"

"Damn it!" Luo Yuan gnashed his teeth. "I hate two-timing women like her the most. Watching her get exposed is even better than anime or novels."

"And I wanna see Wang Dahe’s face get slapped—metaphorically, of course."

Lin Xuan nodded.

He wanted to see it too.

Was this the solidarity of fellow "simp" brothers?

"I know a bit about bone-setting. Let me take a look," Lin Xuan offered.

"You sure?" Luo Yuan eyed him skeptically.

"Only one way to find out."

Lin Xuan put on gloves, examined Luo Yuan’s foot, and with a sharp crack, realigned the bone.

"AHHH—!" A scream worthy of a slaughtered pig rang out.

"Lin Xuan, you—!" Luo Yuan was about to curse when—

Wait.

He frowned.

His foot… didn’t hurt anymore?

Luo Yuan bounced up and down a few times.

Heh. No pain at all.

"Lin Xuan," Luo Yuan said, impressed, "you actually know bone-setting?"

Lin Xuan ignored him, focusing back on the surveillance feed.

After leaving Wang Dahe’s room, Wang Shiyun headed straight for Lin Xuan’s.

"What do you want?" Cheng Yi and Cheng Er blocked her.

Wang Shiyun scowled.

These two nuisances again?

Once she seduced Lin Xuan, she’d make sure he fired them!

"What, are you stopping me?" she snapped.

"Isn’t that obvious?" Cheng Er retorted.

"Do you even know who I am? Your boss asked me to ‘attend’ to him earlier—he’s just drunk now," Wang Shiyun lied without blinking.

"You sure about that?" Cheng Yi eyed her suspiciously.

"I’m a woman. Do you think I’d make up something that could ruin my reputation if it weren’t true?" she said coldly.

"Fair point," Cheng Er scratched his head, convinced.

"Also," Wang Shiyun added, "you two men shouldn’t be here. A man and a woman alone… you know what happens. Or do you want to listen to me and Lin Xuan’s… activities?"

"Bro, let’s go," Cheng Er said.

"Alright."

Cheng Yi nodded, and the two left to rest in their own room.

Click.

Wang Shiyun pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Wang Dahe’s palms were slick with sweat.

Someone really came in?

Who could it be?

It couldn’t be Shiyun. Not her.

In the darkness, Wang Shiyun didn’t notice the high-definition surveillance camera capturing her every move.

Her heart pounded wildly.

Almost there.

She was about to sleep with such a high-quality man.

And once she successfully became Lin Xuan’s girlfriend—or even his wife—she’d never have to worry about money again.

Wang Shiyun shrugged off her coat, revealing the scandalous lingerie underneath.

At the sight, Lin Xuan immediately averted his eyes.

Luo Yuan clicked his tongue in appreciation. "Wang Shiyun might be trash, but damn, her body’s something else."

Lin Xuan thought to himself, No matter how good she looks, she’ll never compare to Su Hua.

He started typing a message to Su Hua but hesitated. It was already past midnight—she was probably asleep.

He deleted the draft.

Luo Yuan noticed Lin Xuan on his phone and frowned. "Lin Xuan, what are you doing? There’s a show going on, and you’re not watching?"

Lin Xuan: "She’s dressed too provocatively. I’ll just listen."

Luo Yuan rolled his eyes. "What, are you playing the pure-hearted virgin now?"

Lin Xuan glanced at him, smirking. "My girlfriend’s possessive. She doesn’t like me looking at other women."

Luo Yuan: "..."

No wonder Wang Dahe kept complaining about Lin Xuan flaunting his relationship all the time.