Shortly after.
*Creak~*
The door slowly opened.
"Young Miss, I'm coming in."
Qin Luo walked in.
At first glance, he saw Su Muwan lying on the bed wearing shark-themed pajamas, restlessly rolling around in the blankets out of boredom from waiting.
Upon seeing Qin Luo, Su Muwan immediately perked up, her eyes brightening as her jade-white feet playfully kicked up and down on the bed. "Qin Luo, hurry up! This young miss needs to inspect work at the corporation."
"Help me prepare my clothes."
Initially, Su Muwan had refused to let Qin Luo serve and care for her.
But...
Who could resist when Qin Luo could cook, give massages, do housework, coordinate outfits, plan schedules, and... ahem...
In short.
Su Muwan discovered that she didn't need to think about anything day after day; she could just lie there and Qin Luo would take care of everything.
Ah~ What a comfortable life~
After dealing with the Poison King couple and Qian Yu, I must give Qin Luo a raise!
"Yes, Young Miss. Let's start with brushing teeth and washing your face."
Qin Luo pushed a cart forward, executing every procedure with practiced ease.
Su Muwan lifted her head while lying on the bed, slightly opening her mouth, and said: "Ah~ Qin Luo, help me brush."
"Young Miss, you previously said you could do these things yourself..."
"Hmph! That was then! You're just a mere Qin Luo, shut up and do as told!"
"Yes..."
Qin Luo smiled helplessly, then took out a toothbrush with one hand while gently placing his other hand on Su Muwan's face to keep it steady.
"Young Miss, I'm starting now."
As soon as the words fell.
In that instant.
An electric-like sensation surged through Su Muwan's heart.
Her eyes flickered.
Qin Luo's hand... was so warm.
And Qin Luo felt the same way.
He looked at Su Muwan, whose face he was holding, her small mouth slightly open, head tilted back.
Her face still wearing that lazy expression.
Am I playing some kind of novel raising simulation game?
Half an hour later.
Su Muwan sat at the edge of the bed.
Qin Luo took out a pair of over-knee socks while asking, "Young Miss, where are yesterday's dirty clothes? I didn't see them in the laundry basket in your bathroom?"
As he slowly slid the socks up from her calves to her knees, finally securing them with a crisp snap against her thighs,
Su Muwan's face grew increasingly flushed.
She crossed her arms and lifted her chin proudly with a cold snort: "Hmph! A mere Qin Luo doesn't even know where my clothes are? You're quite terrible at being an attendant."
"So where are they?"
"Hmph!"
Su Muwan snorted lightly, then pointed toward a pile of items gathered under the curtains, saying haughtily: "This young miss threw them in the room!"
"Since I was going to take a bath, this young miss only needed to think about how to enjoy it comfortably."
"How to deal with the clothes afterward is for a mere Qin Luo like you to worry about."
How can you say such slovenly things with such a proud face?
Qin Luo's mouth twitched: "Fine, I'll put them in the washing machine later."
"Eh~ Qin Luo, you're not having any weird thoughts about this young miss's pile of dirty clothes, are you? Just so you know, even my dirty clothes smell nice!"
Hearing this, Qin Luo placed a pair of Mary Jane shoes in front of the bed while looking up with a smile: "Young Miss, I'm a very upright person, a very, very upright person."
"Such jokes really make me sad."
At these words.
Su Muwan's previously playful smile immediately disappeared.
Seeing Qin Luo's seemingly hurt expression and forced smile, she suddenly felt guilty and flustered.
Oh no... did I say something I shouldn't have?
Su Muwan hurriedly tried to make amends, her expression full of apology as she stammered: "I-I'm sorry, I was just joking... Of course I know you're not that kind of person, Qin Luo."
(ｏ￣∀￣) Oh, actually I am.
Young Miss, haven't you noticed your socks are never the same each day?
If you looked in the secret compartment of my bedside table, you'd find individually vacuum-sealed packages
Like yesterday, when Young Miss wore long boots.
So that was the UR grade.
But of course, this is something that can never be known.
"I'm glad Young Miss understands."
"I'm actually a very pure person, and don't really understand these things. I've never dated before, so whenever Young Miss says these things..."
Qin Luo coughed lightly, seeming somewhat embarrassed as he looked away, his tone carrying a hint of shyness: "I just feel kind of awkward."
Yes, she must never know about my strange psychological state.
Otherwise, I'd surely be beaten flat as paper.
Seeing Qin Luo's innocent demeanor.
Su Muwan's pupils immediately dilated with excitement!
Who would have thought Qin Luo was so pure?
Hiss... no, no...
Su Muwan felt guilty just thinking about how she had washed Qin Luo's white gloves clean and vacuum-sealed them with labels!
Hiss!
If Qin Luo found out...
He would probably curse at her with disgusted eyes and leave!
Su Muwan swallowed hard, anyway.
He must never know about this.
They caught each other's eyes and exchanged small smiles.
"Hehe.."
"Hehe..."
.....
.....
After some time dawdling.
"Let's go! To Su Corporation!"
Young Miss Su Muwan's motorcade set out once again.
Qin Luo sat beside Su Muwan, looking surprisingly at her enthusiasm: "Young Miss, what made you suddenly want to inspect the corporation today?"
Hearing this, Su Muwan coughed lightly and said with a serious expression: "Qin Luo, I am the head of the corporation, inspecting is part of my basic duties."
"But Young Miss, you've hardly ever done any inspections."
"Ahem! Anyway! Today this young miss will check thoroughly if anyone is slacking off! Zhu Lan, drive!"
"Yes, Young Miss."
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
