Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 485 The Secret Weapon Against Dumas

With a powerful punch from Yifei, the poor sofa immediately let out a muffled thud as it succumbed to the weight.

Yu Mo instinctively covered her ears and leaned back before pulling Yi Fei's arm and gently comforting her to sit down.

"Yifei, calm down, you must stay calm. Even if we lose, we can't lose our composure."

Yu Mo's words only made Yi Fei fly into a rage, like a lion with its mane bristling.

"Who said I lost? I didn't lose!"

Yifei reiterated, "I'm only at a slight disadvantage right now, but I'm sure I can turn things around in the second half!"

"Yes, yes, you didn't lose. We just suffered a temporary setback."

Yu Mo comforted her like a child, saying, "Yi Fei, I believe you will win in the end."

"...That's precisely why you mustn't fall into Ziqiao's trap."

"A treacherous plot?"

Yifei's anger subsided slightly, and she patiently asked, "What do you mean?"

"Forehead……"

Yu Mo was silent for a moment, then lowered her voice and explained, "Yi Fei, think about it. Since you were already fooled into buying adult products, why didn't Dumas just sell you this box of cosmetics as well?"

"He and Ziqiao can't possibly be so cunning as to predict that I'd come looking for trouble, can they?"

Yifei thought about it carefully for a while, then sat up straight and said with a bright look in her eyes, "That makes sense, Yumo, please continue."

"Since they couldn't figure this out, it proves they originally intended to do something with this box of cosmetics."

Yu Mo paused for a moment, then continued, "My going up to test Dumas's true intentions just happened to create an opportunity for them. I suspect they originally intended to sell this box of cosmetics to someone else."

"Whether it's me, Meijia, or even Wanyu, Youyou, or Curry Sauce, I'm not selling to you."

Why?

Yifei blurted out her question, but before Yumo could speak, a flash of inspiration struck her.

She immediately and confidently answered her own question: "I understand, their goal is to harass me and provoke me!"

"That's right!"

Yu Mo nodded solemnly.

In her inner world, Yu Mo stroked the battered and bruised sofa in room 3601 and sighed.

Actually, I don't know if this is part of their plan. I just feel sorry for this sofa; it shouldn't be treated like this.

As Yu Mo spoke, the sofa seemed to come alive, emitting sounds like a child crying.

[Yu Mo gently comforted her: Little sofa, don't cry, don't cry. Sister Yi Fei doesn't feel sorry for you, but Sister Yu Mo does. You know you're the most resilient sofa in the world.]

Hearing Yu Mo's comforting words, Little Sofa cried even louder.

Oh my god.

Yu Mo looked up at the sky, looking dejected.

In reality, she has to coax Yifei; in her fantasy, she even has to coax a sofa—it's driving her crazy!

I should have stayed with my parents longer!

Although Yu Mo was complaining inwardly, she still gently patted Yi Fei's back and continued to make up stories in a soft voice.

Having been best friends for so many years, she knew exactly how to coax Yifei.

"Yifei, think about it. The reason they went to such lengths to create this scene to tease and provoke you, what does that tell you?"

"This shows that they are not confident that they can defeat you in your normal state, so they are trying every means to undermine your mentality."

"So we absolutely cannot let them succeed, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yifei's eyes suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, and she asked with great enthusiasm, "You mean they're afraid of me?"

"Uh...that's right!"

Yu Mo nodded emphatically: "So Yi Fei, you must stay calm and absolutely not fall into their trap."

"I understand now, I understand everything!"

Yifei, beaming with excitement, pounded the sofa, tilting her head back and laughing wildly: "Hahahaha, hahahaha..."

[Sofa: You hit me when you're angry, and you hit me when you're happy. Are you Hu Yifei or the Hammer Queen of Shanghai?!]

[Sofa: If I had known it would turn out like this, I should have stayed in the factory, rotting and stinking!!]

[Sofa: (╯▔皿▔)╯！！！]

Hearing the muffled thuds coming from the sofa again, Yu Mo, feeling utterly helpless, could only ask Yi Fei, "Yi Fei, what are you laughing at again?"

"Me? I'm laughing at Lu Xiaobu's lack of strategy and Alexandre Dumas's lack of wisdom."

Yifei smugly snorted, "You think you can trick me with such a simple provocation? No way!"

Yu Mo: ……

For the first time, she realized that Yifei and Teacher Zeng were so alike; they really do shine with just a little encouragement.

Yu Mo asked directly, "So, Yi Fei, what do you plan to do to salvage the situation?"

"Forehead."

Yifei's smile froze instantly. She frowned and pondered for a while before turning to look at Yu Mo: "Yu Mo, let me test you. If you were me, what would you do?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Mo was both amused and annoyed.

Try testing me again. You clearly can't figure it out yourself and just want to get my answer for free.

However, now Yifei and I are comrades on the same side, and they both want to get revenge on Dumas.

Although the products that Alexandre Dumas promoted were of good quality and low price, and there was always demand for cosmetics and contraceptives, so they didn't have to worry about not having buyers, they wouldn't lose money even if they resold them.

However, the frustration of being intellectually outmatched cannot be resolved simply by whether they suffer losses in the end; it is an utter disgrace.

If the other people in the apartment found out that Yifei and she had been completely fooled by the extras that Ziqiao had hired, they would be laughed at to death.

No, I must avenge this.

After thinking for a while, Yu Mo suddenly said excitedly, "I think the first thing we need to do is to curb Alexandre Dumas's arrogance and not let him think that he can take advantage of us with this sales pitch."

Upon hearing this, Yifei asked with a strange expression, "You mean you want to try again?"

"No." Yu Mo smiled slyly, "I have a more suitable candidate."

She immediately took out her phone and made a call: "Zhang Wei, are you free right now?"

Yifei's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but clap her hands and exclaim, "Brilliant! I never thought I could get Zhang Wei to take action!"

Now, no matter how eloquent you, Alexandre Dumas, are, you won't be able to get a single feather out of Zhang Wei, this miserly man!

Yu Mo gave Yi Fei a look that said "Don't be impatient," and then continued to ask Zhang Wei for help.

"Yes, I know you're studying right now, so I won't take up too much of your time."

"I'm just bored and want to make a bet with you."

"If you get up now and sit in room 3602 for fifteen minutes, and you come out without spending a single penny, I'll give you a hundred dollars, how about that?"

Yifei, listening nearby, frowned and said, "Isn't one hundred yuan too little?"

"Shh!"

Yu Mo quickly covered the phone's receiver and whispered, "Last time, Youyou only spent fifty yuan to have Zhang Wei cross-dress as Bai Suzhen. This hundred yuan is just a small compensation because it's to make up for sacrificing his exam preparation time. Please don't break the market price."

Yifei muttered under her breath, "Zhang Wei's market value is way too low."

Yu Mo immediately sneered: "Then may I ask, Teacher Hu, do you earn a hundred yuan in fifteen minutes at work?"

Yifei was speechless.

She originally thought Zhang Wei was worthless, but it turned out that it was she and her fellow corporate slaves who were worthless.

That really hurts.

Yu Mo continued to say to Zhang Wei, "That's right, as long as you win, it's one hundred yuan."

"You lost? Then you'll be punished by having to study hard and improve every day."

"Yeah, I already told you I'm just bored and have nothing better to do."

"Then it's settled."

She put down her phone and gave Yifei an OK sign: "All done. Let's wait for Zhang Wei's good news."

Yifei got up, wanting to go to room 3602 to watch the game, but Yumo stopped her.

"Do you think it's better for us to go and watch as losers, or to go and retaliate as victors?"

"Good idea."

She thought for a moment and sat back down on the sofa. Feeling incredibly relaxed that Zhang Wei was the one to handle the situation, Yifei was completely at ease. Only now did she have the mind to pay attention to Yu Mo's entire box of cosmetics.

Yifei tilted her head slightly and gave Yumo a polite yet ingratiating smile: "My dear Yumo, does what you just said about splitting the bill in half still stand?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Mo's eyes widened in astonishment. She nervously pulled the cosmetics on the coffee table into her arms, while her other hand tightly protected the box.

She looked at Yifei warily: "What do you want to do to my cosmetics?"

Yifei rubbed her hands together cheekily, her ingratiating tone tinged with a hint of roguishness: "Yumo, look, you can't possibly use all these cosmetics by yourself anyway. It's such a waste to leave them there to expire."

"It would be troublesome to resell them, and you definitely wouldn't want to."

"As your best friend, I feel obligated to help you share some of the burden."

Yu Mo pursed her red lips, both amused and exasperated, and asked softly, "Has anyone told you that you're starting to resemble Teacher Zeng more and more?"

Especially when he reaches out for things, his cheeky and shameless style is exactly like Teacher Zeng's.

Without hesitation, Yifei retorted, "Him? Zeng Xiaoxian? How could I possibly resemble him?"

"hehe……"

Yu Mo was too lazy to argue with Yi Fei anymore. She looked down at the cosmetics in her arms, took a deep breath, and finally reluctantly pushed them away.

"I really owe you one. Pick whatever you want."

Yu Mo emphasized, "Pick only a little, just enough for your needs. I need to share the rest with Mei Jia and the others."

She sighed dejectedly as she spoke, "This is the consequence of impulsive spending."

She bought a whole box of cosmetics, only to find out in the end that she could actually use very little of it.

It wasn't that the cosmetics Dumas sold her had a really short shelf life; it was mainly because she already had the most cosmetics of all the girls in the apartment.

She might not even be able to finish using all her previous treasures, let alone this whole box of cosmetics.

I can't wear makeup 24 hours a day, can I?

But if Yu Mo were to resell these high-end cosmetics, it would be just as Yi Fei said: not only would it be troublesome, but she wouldn't be willing to do it either.

Asking her to sell her extra cosmetics is no different from asking yourself to sell your extra handbags.

Since we can't bear to sell it, but keeping it would be a waste, we might as well give it to Yifei and Meijia at a low price.

Keep some for yourself and Yifei, and some for Meijia and the others.

If there's anything left... how about we leave it for Nanfeng?

Boys wearing makeup are the cutest.

Yu Mo chuckled, then, under Yi Fei's strange gaze, began picking out her favorite cosmetics.

Time passed by, and just as the two were enjoying themselves selecting cosmetics, Zhang Wei calmly pushed open the door of 3601 and walked in with his head held high.

Here it comes!

(End of this chapter)