Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Xie Xiaoyi had just come down from the rooftop when a shiny black Rolls-Royce pulled up right next to his feet, and the door clicked open automatically.

A woman got out of the passenger seat. She was wearing a fitted black suit skirt, her waist was so thin you could pinch it with one hand, and her long, straight legs were encased in black stockings.

Her shirt buttons were almost bursting open from her chest, her face was both cold and alluring, and when she bent down to look at him, her voice was soft and respectful:

"Young master, you've kept us waiting. Let's go home."

Young Master, are you going home?

Oh!

By the way, I'm Hua Shao now.

Xie Xiaoyi stared wide-eyed, his mind racing with "Holy crap!": "Hua Shao, this rich second-generation, really knows how to enjoy life!"

"Do drivers all hire women? With those curves, they're not drivers, they're top-tier car models!"

He got into the car, still feeling dizzy: "Sister, what's your name?"

He called me "sister"?

What's going on here?

The female driver froze, her grip on the steering wheel tightened, and she almost slammed on the brakes.

She turned her head to look at Xie Xiaoyi, her voice still gentle, but with a hint of doubt: "Young Master, my name is Della."

Xie Xiaoyi leaned back in his seat, his gaze sliding down her straight back, then sweeping over her long legs encased in black stockings:

"Della, what a nice name."

"Uh... thank you, young master..."

Della was filled with doubt: "Did you force me to change my name? What's wrong with the young master today? Is he faking amnesia? Or is he deliberately playing a trick on me?"

Xie Xiaoyi scanned the car's interior and suddenly realized he seemed to have made a mistake in something—

I......

How did I end up in this car for no reason, and why am I going to follow this Della back to Hua Shao's house?

No!

I need to find a way to get back to ancient times quickly; my aunt is waiting for me to save her in the Primordial Illusion.

...But why did I suddenly transmigrate?

Xie Xiaoyi leaned back in the seat, his mind racing.

At that time, the phoenix power within him resonated with the power of other auspicious beasts, and he didn't know what it triggered, which is why his soul transmigrated here.

The soul has arrived...

Its body is definitely still in the deep pool of the waterfall. Will it automatically return once the power of the auspicious beast within it stops stirring?

If that's the case, then I won't be able to stay in this world for long, right?

Thinking about this, I immediately understood.

Since I have nothing to do anyway, I might as well take this opportunity to ruin Hua Shao's reputation, which can be considered as revenge for my past life.

He hardened his heart, leaned forward from the back seat, grabbed Della's shoulder, and reached his hand inside her clothes, intending to accuse Hua Shao of indecent assault.

"Della, right? I'm going to be a pervert right now. If you're not happy, call the police and have me arrested."

Della, instead of panicking when he pinched her, turned her head and smiled.

"Young master, stop joking. I'm driving right now. How about I park the car somewhere secluded, then you can stop causing trouble?"

Xie Xiaoyi froze on the spot, as if struck by lightning, his mind screaming, "Holy crap, this actually works?!"

"Well... alright then! I... I have no objection."

In a secluded spot on the outskirts of town, a Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked by the roadside, its body swaying slightly.

A moment later, Della slowly and methodically buttoned the top button of her shirt and then pulled the zipper of her suit skirt up a little.

She turned her head and gently rested it on Xie Xiaoyi's shoulder, her voice soft and sweet: "Young Master, you're different today than usual."

"How are they different?"

"I can't really explain it, but you've definitely gotten stronger!"

Xie Xiaoyi leaned on her shoulder and reached out to measure her bra size.

C cup?

NBA (Awesome!)

He thought to himself, "If this were before, when I was Xie Mo, I wouldn't even be able to be alone with such a beautiful woman."

I'm afraid even taking a second look would be a luxury; I wouldn't even dare to think about such a thing.

But now, I've inexplicably transmigrated and can have all of this so easily.

Gee!

Beautiful!

Della gently pulled his hand out from his collar: "Young master, it's time to go home."

Xie Xiaoyi curled his fingers slightly, seemingly unsatisfied. "Alright, let's go home!"

......

Della didn't dare to slack off and sped all the way to the detached villa halfway up the mountain.

The gate slowly opened, revealing a courtyard large enough for horses to gallop through. As soon as they got out of the car, four or five young maids stood in a row at the entrance.

All of them wore fitted white maid dresses, each one with delicate and beautiful features, and each with a stunning figure. They all bent over in unison.

"Young master, welcome home!"

Xie Xiaoyi glanced around, and his mind exploded again: "Holy crap! Those looks and figures... are all the maids in the house this curvy?"

He subconsciously toned down his streetwise manner and nodded politely, "You've all worked hard, don't stand there."

Thanks for your hard work?

The maids froze, their eyes wide with surprise and flattery, secretly exchanging glances—

The young master used to be arrogant and domineering, always ordering his servants around. But today he's so polite.

The sun rose in the west?

Or did the young master suffer some kind of shock?

Xie Xiaoyi had no idea what they were thinking and walked inside on his own.

Upon entering the living room, the crystal chandelier was dazzling, the floor was so shiny you could see your reflection, and the sofa was so big you could lie down on it three or four times.

A woman in a silk dress walked down the stairs. Her long hair was loosely curled, her skin was fair and glowing, and she had a slim waist and long legs. She was beautiful and elegant.

Xie Xiaoyi had no idea how old she was. If he said she was in her early twenties, she seemed too young; if he said she was in her early thirties, she might be too old.

The beautiful woman smiled at him: "You little rascal, you're back."

Xie Xiaoyi was completely stunned.

I can't call you by the wrong name, otherwise my identity will be easily exposed.

Who is she?

Is Hua Shao's aunt or her maternal aunt?

Wait a minute! Why are his aunt and uncle dressed so casually at his house?

He activated his brain's suspenseful reasoning mode, and his final conclusion was that the woman was the eldest sister.

Because everyone knows that Hua Shao has a beautiful older sister, it must be the woman in front of you.

The woman walked up to him and poked his forehead: "You little rascal, what's wrong with you today? Are you stupid? Don't you recognize me?"

Xie Xiaoyi tentatively called out in a low voice, "...Sister?"

The woman was taken aback, then reached out and pinched his face hard, feeling both annoyed and amused.

"You call your mother 'sister'? Xiaohua, are you out of your mind?"

mom?!

Is this really Hua Shao's mother?

Her skincare routine is just too amazing!

She looks more than ten years younger than her peers, with a great figure and face. Who wouldn't call her "sister"?

He immediately thought to himself, "Holy crap! Hua Shao's family background is outrageous!"

Holy crap! Mom's so young and beautiful, not only is her family rich, but her looks are off the charts too?!

Wow! A beautiful, young, and gorgeous mom delivered right to my door—why not take her?!

Without a word, he stepped forward, reached out and hugged Hua Ma, rested his head on her shoulder, and softly called out:

"Mother!"

The beautiful mother looked on in disbelief: "What's wrong with this child today? She actually hugged me and was even acting cute?"