The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Get out of here, I'm not going back, I'm staying here tonight."

Lu Jiefei looked at the newly received message on the screen.

The car windows were tinted black, making the interior very dark. The cold white screen light reflected off his lowered eyelashes, revealing his deep, unfathomable black eyes.

"Didn't you say you wanted a game console?"

Too lazy to type anymore, he pressed the voice message button.

"I bought it for you, it's at home."

He sent out two voice messages but didn't receive a reply immediately, so he listened to them one by one. The cold tone of voice combined with the sticky and coaxing tone made him feel nauseous.

His usually expressionless face showed no change in emotion, and his index finger tapped repeatedly on the steering wheel.

She will be good.

She's always been very well-behaved; she won't make a fuss as long as she gets what she wants.

Upon hearing the voice message, Yu Lian immediately went to get dressed. She couldn't afford to mess with the Switch 2; it was more than just a game console.

The Switch 2 has just been released, and there is no way to purchase it in China yet. In Japan, it is also being sold in limited quantities, requiring a purchase qualification to own it in advance.

Yu Lian is an expert when it comes to showing off wealth and being pretentious.

Posting pictures of expensive afternoon teas, the Northern Lights in Iceland, and Ritz-Carlton hotels on social media every day makes it hard to tell if it's real or fake, and it's so obviously pretentious that it creates a sense of distance.

Instead, they casually post pictures of small items that are hard to buy with money, their entire stock of Valorant gun skins, or a dozen or twenty original screenshots of QQ groups that they would use to create custom items—purely emotional value consumption—along with a simple caption like, "Hey, Xiaolian, let me buy you some happiness because you're always crying."

Those who see it will only think...

What a waste of money. Buying worthless junk for a moment of pleasure. What a waste of money.

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This at least confirms that he is rich.

"Okay, okay, I didn't cheat. I'm just a little angry that you doubted me..."

Fearing that Pei Shaoyuan would pester her endlessly, Yu Lian softened her voice and coaxed him with a lie, skillfully lying.

"My family is back. I'm going to talk to them for a bit, and I'll contact you again tonight, okay?"

The little girl's voice was so soft it seemed like you could wring water out of it. When she said "Okay?", a phrase that carried an inherently coquettish and ambiguous quality, you got the illusion that you were completely dependent on and trusted by her.

I wanted to agree immediately, no matter what she said before.

Pei Shaoyuan unconsciously rubbed the edge of his phone with his fingers, and no matter how angry he was, he couldn't help but calm down.

"Then remember to look for me."

He paused, then, feeling he couldn't be too pathetic, toned down his overly flamboyant tone and added the sentence.

"I'll play games with you anytime you want, okay? I don't need to eat or sleep at all. Just ask me if you want to play games, and I'll take you."

As he spoke, his tone became contemptuous.

"What's the point of hiring someone like that? You even lost a game because of it."

After sending Pei Shaoyuan away, Yu Lian got dressed, grabbed her phone, and hurried downstairs. She pushed open the heavy metal door and headed towards the Land Rover.

Lu Jiefei, sitting in the car, watched her quietly through the car window.

Today she wore an apricot-white spaghetti strap top with a double-layered silk bow at the neckline, paired with a soft, light white cardigan. Her breasts were soft and full, making it seem as if the two straps hanging from her collarbone were about to break off.

Her waist was so thin that the fabric suddenly narrowed.

The cardigan only covered her arms and shoulders; the fabric was too thin, and her flesh color was faintly visible. She wore a matching tiered skirt, the hem of which was very short, ending at the top of her thighs.

Her legs weren't particularly slender; they were plump in all the right places, jiggling slightly as she walked. Her knees were thin, with a pinkish tinge.

At first glance, there is no trace of muscle on her body, only soft flesh, so white and tender that it seems like a pinch would leave a fingerprint.

Lu Jiefei's eyes were deep as he watched her walk towards him, his tapping on the steering wheel unconsciously quickening. He couldn't understand why Yu Lian always wore such clothes—terribly short and completely unguarded.

I don't know how her parents raised her. If he had watched her grow up, there shouldn't be these pieces of cloth in the wardrobe that can't cover anything.

Yu Lian is sensitive to heat and has a weak constitution. Her cheeks turned pink as soon as she went outside. When she went to open the car door, her palm was burned by the hot door handle.

She immediately pursed her lips, looking a little unhappy, and slammed the car door shut with an unusually loud sound.

"?"

Lu Jiefei turned to look at her, wondering what had gotten into her again. Her temper tantrums were frequent and sudden, and he often couldn't guess what was wrong.

"Why didn't you open the car door for me? It's hot."

Yu Lian complained with a straight face.

Upon hearing her reason, Lu Jiefei's lips twitched slightly. He turned and drove off, his voice indifferent.

"I'll make sure to sweep away all the sand in your path from now on."

Yu Lian was used to his pointless sarcastic remarks, and without looking up from her phone, she said, "How did you know I was with my dad?"

"Is there anywhere else you can go?" Lu Jiefei turned on the car's music player, and the intro played. It wasn't the kind of music he usually listened to. "Auntie won't be back for another month. She asked me to look after you."

"It's my mom again..." Recognizing that it was the playlist she had put in his car last time, Yu Lian clicked her tongue and looked at him, "You really are like my mom's son now, so obedient. Just call me Mom, why call me Auntie?"

There's a bit of resentment about being disciplined.

The lingering sunlight moved with the car, casting intermittent light and shadow on his profile, yet the shadow of his jawline remained distinct. A pale mole under his eye graced his right cheek, which faced her, adding a touch of allure to his otherwise aloof and intelligent appearance.

He had been staring at her for a while, and as if noticing her gaze, his jaw muscles twitched.

But he didn't look back; his voice was almost imperceptibly tense.

"Yeah, I'm not interested in being your older brother."

Yu Lian pouted. She didn't really care to be his sister, but his words made it sound like she was disliked. She poked around with her fingers and turned off the car music, being stingy and refusing to let him hear it.

The car fell silent again. Yu Lian leaned against the car door, scrolling through short videos, deliberately turning the volume up so that all sorts of random music flooded Lu Jiefei's ears.

The light turned red and the car came to a stop. He turned to look at her, finally having a chance to play along with her provocation. Otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble would have ensued.

Her phone was playing her favorite abs video; the white, fleshy muscles paired with suggestive, swaying music. She twitched her finger and clicked "like."

Then watch it a second time.

A misfortune befell the family. Lu Jiefei frowned slightly, his well-defined knuckles reaching out to cover the screen, finding the power button, and turning it off.

He could feel her fingers, which were being pressed down, move in his palm; her nails were sharp, like a kitten's paw.

"What now? What, my mom won't let me look at my phone?"

Her expressions when she's impatient are very vivid, as if she's afraid others won't notice she's throwing a tantrum. Her fluffy eyebrows furrow slightly, her eyes half-close, and her chubby under-eye bags puff up.

"Watch less." Lu Jiefei's gaze lingered on her pouting lips for a second before he released her, flicked her forehead with his finger, and said in a cold and sharp tone, "So you don't learn whatever you see."

They were talking about how she had just been naked.

Yu Lian tightened her grip on the phone, immediately becoming annoyed. A small blush crept onto her cheeks, and she was too embarrassed to look at him, staring intently at the phone.

She's nineteen years old, but her baby fat hasn't gone away yet. From the side, she looks like a mochi filled with peach jam.

"Lu Jiefei!"

"You forgot about me!"

His voice was already somewhat exasperated.

Lu Jiefei's Adam's apple bobbed, and he looked away from her profile to focus on the road, not continuing the inappropriate topic.

I didn't explain it to her either.

Actually, the fifth floor was too high, so he didn't see it clearly at the time. He only saw a patch of fair skin flash by in front of the window. Because it was so fair and the loose hair was so black, it was quite noticeable.

With nowhere to vent her anger, Yu Lian pounded the screen with her fingers.

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: You slut.

"Has rabies??"

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: I'm not insulting you."

"Has rabies: [Transfer 5200.00]"

"You have rabies: Then go ahead and insult me ​​now."

"Has rabies: Send a voice message."

Yu Lian looked at the automatic payment notification that popped up on the customized V app, then slammed the phone screen shut, feeling that she had no obligation to comply with his tacky fantasies.

Looking out the car window, Yu Lian rested her chin on her hand. The sky was getting darker, and the shadows of the trees passing by flashed by. Yu Lian's father's house and the Lu family's house were far apart, one in the south of the city and the other in the north, so it would be quite a while before they arrived.

Feeling bored, I fiddled with the plush toy charm on my phone.

Lu Jiefei drove as if his eyes were glued to her, and he would immediately notice any slight movement she made.

What do you want to eat tonight?

The sound was lowered in the enclosed and quiet environment of the carriage.

Yu Lian's eyelashes drooped slightly, her hand loosely holding her phone, resting on her lap. Against the black screen, her fingers appeared slender and white, with a hint of pink at the tips. The fleshy pads of her fingers were slightly flattened, making them look soft and easy to pinch.

She was still ashamed of being seen naked and wouldn't even look him in the eye.

Do you cook?

"I want four dishes and a soup."

He was bossy and domineering, but ultimately he was just venting his anger and deliberately making things difficult for him.

"I'll do it." Lu Jiefei didn't show much expression; he was quite used to her temper.

And she didn't continue watching even after I turned off her video; she's very well-behaved.

Even her obedient and self-righteous demands sound like she's being spoiled.

She's so cute when she acts cute, it's impossible to resist.