After provoking the holy maiden of Miao territory, she was infected with a love curse.

A single photo completely turned Nuo Qianqian's uncle upside down.

The voice messages he sent afterward were almost all over fifty seconds long, but Nuo Qianqian only listened to a part of them.

They would start by mentioning the name of a pendant, its origin, the dynasty it came from, which high-ranking official it was once treasured by, and how it later disappeared.

Nuo Qianqian knew that her uncle would become like this whenever he encountered a fine antique.

Once upon a time, Nuo Qianqian's uncle went to the countryside himself to get good goods.

He went door-to-door in the mountain village collecting antiques, and he almost got his butt bitten by a dog.

But he has indeed found some bargains and good deals.

With his keen eye for spotting good business, Nuoqianqian's uncle has become incredibly successful; he can go three months without making a sale, but when he does, he can live off his earnings for a year.

They've already moved into a big villa and drive a Mercedes-Benz; their lives couldn't be more carefree.

But having more money is never a bad thing.

In this day and age, who would complain about having too much money?

Nuo Qianqian's uncle couldn't hold back any longer and asked anxiously, "Qianqian, if you bought these goods from the local Miao people and they're legitimate, then I'll offer you three times the price. I'll find buyers for these large quantities."

"Such high-quality goods will sell well."

Nuo Qianqian: "?"

She then sent a photo, wondering how her uncle had arranged everything for the future.

She didn't say she would agree.

Besides, this thing wasn't hers; it was given to Yin Huaixi by that strange woman.

Nuo Qianqian was at her wit's end, so she could only send a voice message to stop her uncle's persistent harassment.

"Uncle, this isn't mine."

"This belongs to one of my classmates. We're currently traveling out of town, and this thing definitely came from..."

At this point, Nuo Qianqian glanced at Yin Huaixi. Their eyes met, and they knew what the other was thinking. Nuo Qianqian continued, "My classmate got it from the Miao people."

The strange woman dressed in traditional Miao clothing was indeed a genuine Miao person.

Although she can speak Mandarin and should be classified as a "simplified" Miao, Nuo Qianqian always felt that the guy wasn't that simple.

Her identity is probably more than just that of a Miao person who has never left the mountains.

...

I had a meal with Nuo Qianqian.

Han Ke then took a taxi with Yin Huaixi back to the Miao village.

On the way, Han Ke also bought some local specialties, planning to send them to her elders back home when she got to the city.

Yin Huaixi originally wanted to buy some local specialties for Xiang Yuzhen, but she really didn't have the energy to choose. Her mind was full of thoughts about whether Sang Che would cause any trouble while he was alone in the hotel.

So I simply gave up thinking and just bought things along with Han Ke, copying and pasting everything.

Han Ke was quite happy, thinking that Yin Huaixi was acknowledging her taste.

They took even more than they should have.

The two of them carried large bags and small packages back to the hotel.

"Huaixi, I'm going to take a shower first."

Knowing that Han Ke had spent a day and a night in the hospital, she was eager to return to the guesthouse to take a shower.

Yin Huaixi agreed and watched her leave. As she turned to open the door...

But the doorknob moved.

With a crisp "creak," the door of the guesthouse opened automatically, and Sang Che, who was standing at the entrance waiting for Yin Huaixi, spoke.

"Huaixi, you've been gone for so long."

"I'm all alone here...it's so boring."

As she spoke, Sang Che reached into her pocket again and handed a small box she had taken out of the drawer to Yin Huaixi. Her lifeless eyes were very clean.

"By the way, Huaixi."

"What's in this box? I just opened one, but I still don't understand... what it's for."

Originally, Yin Huaixi thought Sang Che had found some disposable hotel products, but she didn't care. She piled the local specialties she had bought in the corner.

Upon looking up, she saw the small box that Sang Che was holding, and her face instantly turned bright red.

Yin Huaixi: "!"

Yin Huaixi: "You mean... you just took this thing apart?!"

Although he couldn't see what expression Yin Huaixi had on her face at that moment, Sang Che immediately realized something was wrong just by hearing Yin Huaixi's voice.

Sang Che nodded without hiding anything.

"Yes, Huaixi."

"Will this... have any impact?"

"You taught me how to use the other items last night, but you haven't told me what this thing in the drawer does, so I'd like to guess for myself."

Unable to bear Sang Che's behavior any longer, Yin Huaixi didn't want to explain further. She reached out to snatch the small box from Sang Che's hand.

Who would have thought that her movements seemed to have been anticipated by Sang Che.

Sang Che took a step back, dodging Yin Huaixi's approach, and gripped the small box tightly.

There was absolutely no intention of giving it to Yin Huaixi.

Sang Che's ponytail draped over her shoulder, her smile youthful and innocent. She raised an eyebrow and asked, "Huai Xi, aren't you going to explain?"

"I've already opened this little box; there's nothing secret inside. Why are you making such a fuss, Huaixi?"

Seeing Sang Che's bewildered and ignorant appearance, Yin Huaixi tried to persuade him in her heart.

She placed her palms against her chest and took two deep breaths.

Don't worry about it, don't worry about it.

She didn't bother arguing with Sang Che.

Yin Huaixi: "You don't know now, but once you're familiar with how modern society works, you'll know what it is."

"Sang Che, if you don't want to have a dark history, you'd better throw that thing away right now."

"Otherwise, you'll feel incredibly remorseful every night when you think about it, wishing you could dig a hole and bury yourself in it, never to get up again."

He was so anxious he almost rapped.

Sang Che still looked at Yin Huaixi with a smile, her thumb rubbing the plastic packaging.

He said, "It's okay."

"Huaixi, since you're the only one here today, only you can see all my ugly moments, so to me, they don't count as ugly moments."

Yin Huaixi: "..."

fed up.

Who can rival Sang Che's sharp tongue?

Yin Huaixi: "You want to know what this is? Then come here, and I'll tell you."

Yin Huaixi really couldn't bring herself to talk loudly.

Unlike Sang Che, who has a thick skin and can speak freely without any reservations, she doesn't.

Upon hearing Yin Huaixi's voice, Sang Che did not hesitate, nor was he afraid of any tricks Yin Huaixi might use.

She moved closer to Yin Huaixi, pressing her ear against him as if to listen.

Even so, Yin Huaixi still felt that Sang Che wasn't close enough. She stretched out her index and middle fingers, hooked the edge of the round neck of Sang Che's white t-shirt, and pulled him forward abruptly.

Sang Che, who had no defenses against Yin Huaixi, stumbled and bumped into Yin Huaixi's arms, her nose touching his collarbone.

The soreness spread outwards.

Immediately afterwards, Sang Che heard Yin Huaixi's voice in her ear.

"Sang Che, this thing... is used when doing 'that' kind of thing. Hotels and guesthouses usually have this. If you open it... you'll have to pay extra."

Yin Huaixi's warm breath enveloped Sang Che's neck, and Sang Che leaned against Yin Huaixi's chest, having no intention of getting up at all.

She feigned ignorance: "Do you mean... the kind of thing I'm thinking about?"

What kind of talk is that?

Who knows what's going on in her head?

Who cares to know, and who asks?

Yin Huaixi: "You can have whichever you want, but I'm just telling you not to touch anything in the hotel without permission, as many things require payment."

"I'm not as rich as you think."

Sang Che: "But, in terms of size, this only applies to relationships between men and women."

"This doesn't apply to you or me."

"Huaixi, isn't there anything suitable for us?"

Yin Huaixi: "!!!"

Her ears are dirty!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!