The Loyal Maid Sisters, Wan Xinyan Can Also Drive

"Brother Su Bai, why didn't you call me when you came out to play?"

Wan Xinyan ran over with a cheerful grin, placing a bag of drinks under the basketball hoop and pouting at Su Bai in mock annoyance.

Instantly, the guys playing ball with him were thrown into confusion.

Anyone with even a shred of emotional intelligence could tell—even those who rarely interacted with girls—that Wan Xinyan wasn’t actually complaining. This was pure, unfiltered coquetry.

Damn it, dude, aren’t you dating Chen Yusheng? How are you also getting cozy with such an adorable girl…

Su Bai chuckled. "You don’t even play basketball. Why would I call you?"

"But I could hand you towels and water! Hehe, next time your class has basketball practice, remember to invite me. I’ll be your team manager."

"Oh, right!" Su Bai suddenly realized. He’d always felt there was something familiar about how Wan Xinyan kept fussing over him during games.

Now that she mentioned it, it was exactly like the team managers in Japanese anime.

And as everyone knows, anime managers are always beauties.

The Wan sisters were a pair of beauties—meaning double the managers.

As for team operations… well, there weren’t any real "operations," but having pretty girls buy ice-cold drinks was already a massive win!

Even if it was all thanks to Su Bai.

Still, most students weren’t that bitter. They didn’t resent their classmates for being rich or popular with girls.

The general attitude was more like Wang Haoran’s—"Hey, rich guy, whatcha eating? Share some!"

After drinking the beverages, everyone thanked Wan Xinyan profusely.

She then stayed courtside, watching Su Bai play, her shy and introverted older sister by her side—a lovely sight to behold.

It wasn’t until practice ended and Su Bai went to wash up that Wan Xinyan sidled up to him with a grin, asking what they were eating tonight.

"If you’re asking like that, of course we’re going somewhere nice."

"Aww, it’s fine! We’ll eat whatever you’re having. Your little maids aren’t picky~"

"Real maids, huh?"

"Mhm! As long as my sister and I can stay by Brother Su Bai’s side as your maids forever, we’ll be super, super happy!"

Wan Xinyan’s expression was sweet and utterly obedient.

……

The trio arrived at the parking lot.

This time, Wan Xinyan took the wheel.

Su Bai and Wan Xinyue settled into the back seat.

Here, the value of tinted privacy glass became apparent—no worries about prying eyes outside.

"Let’s go to IKC Plaza. There’s a new Middle Eastern place… wanna try it?"

Exotic cuisines like this often came with hefty price tags.

But as a foodie with money to burn, Su Bai was determined to sample them all.

Though before diving into the meal…

……

Wan Xinyue let out a blissful sigh.

"Ahh, I must be the happiest maid in the world!"

"It’s not that big a deal," Su Bai said, amused.

From the driver’s seat, Wan Xinyan chimed in, "Other maids don’t get treated this well! Brother Su Bai is so kind to us. In service jobs, a gentle employer is everything. We feel so safe with you~"

"And Brother Su Bai never takes his frustrations out on us," Wan Xinyue added.

Then, her petite nose twitched as she sniffed Su Bai’s scent.

He’d just finished playing basketball, so logically, he should’ve been a bit sweaty.

But to Wan Xinyue, his aura was saturated with masculine pheromones—intoxicating.

[Ding! Detected host indulging in leisure during the car ride. Reward: +1 lottery chance.]

The drive took a while, thanks to evening traffic.

Fortunately, Wan Xinyan’s driving skills were decent.

Though not as sharp as her sister’s, she handled the wheel safely and smoothly.

When Su Bai praised her, she quickly demurred, "Oh, no, I’m just average. My sister’s the real driver. I’m just filling in sometimes."

She didn’t want to monopolize every role.

Both sisters needed to carve out their own unique places by Su Bai’s side.

Such a tight-knit pair of twins, Su Bai mused silently.

Perfect candidates for long-term maids. After all, how someone treats their siblings reveals their true nature.

……

[Ding! Detected host’s lavish spending of ¥892. Triggered 5x cashback. Reward: +¥4,460.]

IKC Plaza was Jiangcheng’s favorite haunt for the middle class and wealthy.

Here, one could find all sorts of niche luxuries—provided they were willing to pay.

Take tonight’s Middle Eastern feast: nearly a grand for three people. A price Su Bai wouldn’t have dared glance at before.

Now, as he paid the bill, his first thought was, "Huh, under four digits? Pretty cheap."

"Brother, we don’t have to go back to the dorm tonight~ It’s all up to you!"

Wan Xinyan clung to Su Bai’s arm, batting her eyes with calculated charm.

She made full use of her "assets," rubbing against him without restraint.

Originally, Su Bai had planned to return to the Shanshui Townhouse to spend time with his senior.

But Wan Xinyan’s antics left him thoroughly distracted.

Ah, the agony of choice—such was the happy dilemma of the wealthy.

Well, no dilemma at all.

Why not both?

"Then I’ll make the arrangements. I’ll introduce you to my housekeeper."

"Really? I’ve always wanted to meet her! We’re all family now—gotta get along well!"

Wan Xinyan knew Su Bai usually stayed at the Yashige. In fact, it was the Yashige’s backdrop in that photo that first tipped her off about his wealth.

But she didn’t mention it, sensing that Su Bai’s "housekeeper" likely meant a visit to the Shanshui Townhouse.

Hehe, so she and her sister really held a special place in Brother Su Bai’s heart~

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