The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

Just as Ye Shu was sprawled on the ground pondering "which is harder, my elbow or the concrete floor," the door was pushed open again.

Before Ye Shu could even turn her head, her mouth had already opened:

"Xia... Sister Xia Qing! Let me explain! I'm really not what you think!"

But when he turned his head away, he stopped talking abruptly.

Xia Qing stood at the door, her expression no longer as cold as before. She had changed into her usual tank top and shorts and was leaning against the door frame, a slightly roguish smile playing on her lips.

Moreover, not only was his smile wicked, but his gaze also swept back and forth on Ye Shu in a highly invasive manner.

What truly sent chills down Ye Shu's spine was not these things.

Xia Qing was now carrying a few pieces of her clothing, some of which were rather androgynous.

Looking at Xia Qing's mischievous grin, and then at the clothes in her hand, Ye Shu had a bad feeling.

"Sister Xia Qing..."

Xia Qing's smile widened. She walked in, kicking the door shut with her toe. Then she walked a few steps to Ye Shu, bent down, and raised an eyebrow at him:

"Hey, little sister, where did you come from? Your dress is so cute! Shall I show you around and have some fun?"

rogue!

Looking at her face, Ye Shu sincerely wanted to say those two words. He could now empathize with the girls in TV dramas who were being harassed by hooligans.

Xia Qing grinned, grabbed Ye Shu's arm, and pulled him up. Then, she casually stuffed the few sets of clothes she was holding into Ye Shu's arms.

"Hurry up, put these on so I can see."

"what?"

"What nonsense! How come you just change when Qiu tells you to, and then you just 'ah' when I tell you to change?"

Xia Qing glared at him, then reached out and hooked her arm around Ye Shu's neck, pulling him towards her. She then asked Ye Shu:

"Ye Shu, you wouldn't want your uncle to see you wearing a skirt, would you?"

Why do these lines sound so familiar?!

Ye Shu breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw Xia Qing's mischievous grin beside him.

Good news, it seems that Sister Xia Qing doesn't see herself as a pervert.

Bad news, Xia Qing seems to be acting a bit like a psychopath now.

Ye Shu suddenly felt as if he had just escaped one danger's den only to fall into another.

Xia Qing didn't have as much patience as Zhi Qiu. Seeing Ye Shu still dawdling, she released her arm from his shoulder, crossed her arms, and gestured with her chin at him:

"What are you dawdling for? Hurry up! Don't worry, with your small frame, you're nothing special. Come on, don't waste time."

Small, small frame?! Nothing to see here?! That's a personal attack! Absolutely! And that sounds even more hurtful!

But Xia Qing's straightforward commands seem easier to accept than Zhi Qiu's gentle traps and coaxing.

It's not that Ye Shu awakened some extraordinary attribute, but at least you know what she's going to do, whereas for Sister Zhi Qiu, it's one pitfall after another.

......

Early in the morning, the alarm clock on her phone rang, forcibly dragging Ye Shu out of bed from her dream.

Ye Shu frowned, without even opening her eyes, and casually swiped her phone to turn off the alarm.

He lay in bed for another minute before reluctantly propping himself up on his arms and sitting up, staring out the window for a moment in a daze.

He rubbed his stiff neck, and unconsciously recalled what happened after Xia Qing came back last night...

Under Xia Qing's tyrannical influence, Ye Shu was forced to take off and put on his clothes one by one. Various styles and combinations; Xia Qing seemed to treat him like a doll that could automatically change clothes, and even gave him a very silly name, "Miracle Ye Shu".

Ye Shu has never liked shopping for clothes since she was a child. One of the main reasons is that she hates trying on clothes, having to put them on and take them off, and struggling in the cramped fitting room. It's troublesome and a waste of time.

But last night, he felt like he had tried on every single piece of clothing he would ever want to try on in his life under Xia Qing's supervision.

When it was over, Ye Shu was completely exhausted and collapsed onto the bed, like a salted fish that had been pulled out of the water, her eyes vacant, feeling as if her body had been hollowed out.

"Sister Xia Qing... I can't... I really can't... I have no strength left... Please spare me..."

Xia Qing sat on the edge of the bed, a lollipop dangling from her mouth, her head tilted slightly, her face puffed up from the candy.

She looked at Ye Shu, who was begging for mercy, and curled the corners of her mouth. She used the index and middle fingers of her right hand to hold the stick of the lollipop and, like smoking, gently sucked on the lollipop in her mouth.

Then, with a sneer, he said in a somewhat arrogant tone:

"That's it? Tsk, kid, your physical fitness isn't that great."

Then she put the lollipop back in her mouth, stood up, clapped her hands, glanced back at Ye Shu lying dead on the bed, and said, "Alright, go to sleep early, don't be unable to get up tomorrow." She then left Ye Shu's bedroom humming a little tune in a good mood, and thoughtfully turned off the light for him.

Thinking about this, Ye Shu suddenly realized what it meant.

This scene...

This conversation...

"That's it? Tsk, kid, your physical fitness isn't that great."

"I can't take it anymore... I have no strength left... Please spare me..."

The more I think about it, the more...something seems...off!

Especially when paired with Xia Qing's expression at the time—sitting on the edge of the bed, a lollipop in her mouth, with a half-smile...

This sounds like dialogue after something indescribable has happened!

Ye Shu turned around, picked up her phone, and sent a message to Chen Xing:

[Sister Chen Xing, are you feeling better?]

The message was sent, but surprisingly there was no immediate reply today. Maybe it's because I'm sick and still resting.

Xia Qing also got up very early today. While Ye Shu was busy in the kitchen, he heard her opening the bedroom door to wash up.

The two were sitting opposite each other, eating breakfast.

Ye Shu secretly glanced at her a few times, her heart pounding with anxiety.

Xia Qing seems to have... forgotten about last night's costume show. Since she's not bringing it up, I shouldn't just walk into her trap.

Just as Ye Shu decided to play dead for good, Xia Qing spoke up:

"Ye Shu".

"Huh? Yes!"

Xia Qing seemed a little sleepy, lifting her eyelids to glance at him. She seemed somewhat speechless at his startled reaction, but didn't say anything, simply using her fork to pick at the remaining fried eggs on the plate.

"What happened after I fell asleep drunk that day? It seems like no one has written anything in the notebook these past few days."

Ye Shu recounted everything that had happened in the past few days to Xia Qing, who listened quietly the whole time.

Just as Ye Shugang finished speaking, his phone beeped, and the screen lit up. It was Chen Xing replying to his message.

Just as he was about to reach for it, a blur appeared before his eyes, and a hand snatched his phone away first.

"Huh?!"

Ye Shu was startled and looked up to see Xia Qing gripping his phone tightly with one hand. Her brows were furrowed and her eyes were fixed on the screen, where Zhi Qiu's smiling face was the wallpaper next to Ye Shu's unconscious body.

Xia Qing stared at it for a while, then slowly turned her phone screen around so Ye Shu could see the evidence. Her voice turned cold again:

"Explain it."

Ye Shu noticed that Xia Qing was gripping the fork in her other hand so tightly that the handle seemed to be bent.

Ye Shu broke out in a cold sweat immediately and quickly began to explain:

"Xia, Xia Qing! Listen to me! I had a fever yesterday, and after I took the medicine and fell asleep, Zhi Qiu was just teasing me, really!"

Xia Qing's face remained expressionless after hearing this. She merely tilted her head slightly, her eyes fixed on Ye Shu's face, and coldly spoke:

"Oh. I see."

She paused, then continued slowly:

"Zhiqiu, secretly, while you were asleep, I took your phone, unlocked it, took this picture, and even set it as my wallpaper. Did you?"

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

Ye Shu nodded his head as if it were springy, and breathed a slight sigh of relief. It seemed that Sister Xia Qing believed him... right?

But the next second, Xia Qing's lips curled slightly, and she raised an eyebrow:

"Do you think I believe that Zhi Qiu would be that naive?"

Heavens above! Earth below! Everything I said is true!

Ye Shu cried out in his heart, wanting to explain, but Xia Qing directly interrupted him by raising her hand.

She leaned back in her chair, her eyes scanning back and forth between Ye Shu's face and the photo on his phone screen. After thinking for a while, she put her phone on the dining table.

"I don't want to hear your explanation."

She looked at Ye Shu and tapped her fingers on the table:

"Here's what we'll do: I'll give you a chance to make amends."

Ye Shu felt wronged. Make amends? What had she done wrong?

"come over."

Xia Qing gestured with her eyes to the spot next to her.

"what?"

"Huh? Come here."

Xia Qing frowned again and gave the order directly:

"Let's take a picture together. And then, you, too, must set it as your wallpaper."

She emphasized the words "also" and "must" very much, making her meaning all too clear.

Zhi Qiu did it, so I have to do it too, and you have to do it as well.

What kind of strange competitive spirit is this?

Looking at this familiar feeling, Ye Shu felt as if she had seen it before.

He glanced at Xia Qing again, then thought about the chance to "make amends"... Fine, he accepted it. It would be foolish not to take the opportunity, and besides, judging by the situation, he had no choice but to accept it.

He got up and went to Xia Qing's side.

"Open."

Xia Qing gestured with her chin towards the cell phone on the dining table.

Ye Shu obediently unlocked the lock and handed it to Xia Qing.

Xia Qing picked up the phone, opened the front-facing camera, and muttered something:

"What kind of lousy pixelation is this..."

Then she turned her head to look at Ye Shu, who was still standing there like a wooden stake, and said:

"Come here, why are you standing so far away? How did you and Zhi Qiu take those pictures? I want to be face-to-face with you too, don't try to fool me."

So, Ye Shu changed her phone wallpaper to a photo of the two of them together.

In the photo, his and Xia Qing's faces are pressed tightly together. Xia Qing is smiling brightly, with one arm around his neck and pulling his ear.

Ye Shu, in turn, made a grinning face in response.