Miss Wang Weina, even your cousin won't do!

Vina woke up groggily the next day. A hangover headache left her somewhat disoriented, so much so that she staggered as she walked. But she still remembered the trouble she had caused Theresa the previous night.

It seems she stayed by my bedside all night.

Vina vaguely remembered waking up once during the night with a churning stomach. It was Theresa who helped her to the bathroom and gently patted her back to help her vomit. If it weren't for Theresa's help, given Vina's weak state at the time, she might have made a fool of herself by vomiting on Wei Yanwu's bed.

That would be a huge embarrassment, utterly damaging to Queen Victoria's reputation and the image of the Victorian Empire. If that were to happen, it might very well anger my brother.

Vina had always tried her best, and the last thing she wanted to do was disappoint Wayne's expectations. She wanted Wayne to understand that giving up the throne to her was absolutely not a mistake! She would never let her down, and would definitely lead Victoria back to its peak... no, to create even greater glory!

Theresa helped her a lot, and she should thank Theresa.

Vina instinctively pushed open the door and wanted to knock on the door of the next bedroom. However, unfortunately, the layout of Wei Yanwu's Chinese-style villa and Victoria's palace were quite different. Vina's knocking only made her little hand hurt on the wall and did nothing.

Only then did she suddenly realize that this was not the palace. Theresa did not live next door to her either.

Where did she stay last night?

A question arose in Vina's hazy mind, followed by an inexplicable sense of crisis.

Where did she stay last night?

Where was Theresa last night?!

Vina didn't care about her image anymore; nothing was more important than her brother. She scurried off to the living room in her little slippers.

"Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei, do you know which room Wayne is staying in?"

Vina had never hated anything in her life, but today she truly harbored a deep grudge against "alcohol." Everyone says drinking leads to trouble, so why didn't she listen? Because she tasted a completely different kind of alcohol from Yan Country, she got drunk in no time. How could she have done something so stupid?

Vina wished she could go back to last night and strangle the man who was drinking heavily.

Upon hearing this, Wei Yanwu, who was sitting in the living room drinking tea and reading the morning paper, adjusted his glasses and glanced at Wayne, who was sitting opposite him, also holding a newspaper, with his legs crossed, and whose posture was even more perfect than his.

Wayne looked up, pointed to the first room at the entrance of the corridor, and answered with a puzzled expression:

"Right there."

"Thank you, brother."

Vina immediately turned around and ran towards Wayne's room.

Wei Yanwu looked at Wayne with a puzzled expression, while Wayne shrugged innocently, indicating that he didn't know what had happened either.

"You young people of your generation... you seem so relaxed," Wei Yanwu remarked with a light laugh as he shook the slightly folded newspaper.

“The word ‘easy’ carries a lot of weight. For Vina and me, it’s definitely not the case…” Wayne shook his head as he looked at Vina who had just entered the room. “Both Vina and I are doing our best to do what we can every day.”

To take overall control, handle government affairs, correct past mistakes, and introduce national policies.

Vina and Wayne's work is never-ending. They are the only two members of the entire Aslan royal family, making their responsibilities immense. They need to manage the intricate network of nobles throughout Victoria, and maintain the glory and prestige of the British Empire. This relaxed trip, for example, might not be the last.

Easy? On this land, who can truly say they live an easy life?

Or rather, who on earth isn't striving with all their might to achieve the seemingly simple goal of living an easy life?

Vina pushed open the door and walked into Wayne's bedroom. The blankets were neatly folded, there was only one pillow, no clothes, and the room was empty, seemingly already tidied up.

She looked up at the clock on the wall; it was already 8:30 in the morning.

Given Wayne and Theresa's 7 AM wake-up time, it's already this late, how could he possibly catch them in bed together...?

Vina lowered her head dejectedly. "By the way," she thought, "who was that who just gave me directions?"

She suddenly realized that Wayne had just been sitting on the sofa, but she ran into the bedroom without paying attention.

I embarrassed myself again in front of my brother.

woo-

Overwhelmed with grievances, Vina suddenly felt like crying but couldn't.

"What's up, Vina? What are you looking for?"

Theresa happened to come out of the bathroom and pass through the hallway when she saw Vina standing blankly in the room and asked her a question.

"Theresia!"

Vina turned around and threw herself into Theresa's arms.

"Thank you for your hard work last night. It's my fault, I drank too much! I'm so sorry to have kept you busy all night!"

Theresa's lips twitched. "Last night... I actually slept quite well last night."

Although she went to bed very late, it was an unprecedentedly high-quality sleep. Theresa even had Originium Memory's emotional absorption active the entire night. Although it seemed like she didn't do anything, she actually secretly petted the big cat all night. As a result, when she woke up this morning, she wasn't tired from using Originium Arts for so long; in fact, she was full of energy and looked even more energetic than usual. It can only be said that Wayne's effects were just too good.

Petting the big cat is Mother Teresa's ultimate relaxation tool. It's soft, warm, and cozy, even more pleasant than sitting in a heated air-conditioned room drinking hot coffee and watching TV in the dead of winter.

Theresa felt herself becoming increasingly unable to resist.

Theresa shook her head sharply, snapping herself out of her reverie, and patted Vina's head:

"It's okay, it's what I should do. I'll drink less next time."

"Yes, yes, I will never drink again!"

Vina assured her, and just as Theresa was about to let her go, Vina suddenly asked,

"Where did Theresa sleep last night?"

Theresa's body trembled violently. But as the omniscient and omnipotent Demon King, she quickly suppressed the panic she felt from being startled by the sudden cold gunshot, and calmly replied:

"I didn't sleep last night; I stayed up all night watching over you."

Vina was slightly startled. Just as she was about to say something, Theresa seemed to suddenly remember something, took out her phone from her pocket, unlocked the screen of Wayne's photo, opened the recording app, and handed the phone to Vina.

"Speaking of which, I also recorded something interesting."

Vina, looking completely bewildered, pressed the play button on the recording software. The tape-shaped icon began to spin, and a familiar sound came from the phone.

"Huff—huff—huff—one more—huff—"

Vina: "......."

Theresa gently patted the little lion's head, but couldn't help pulling her hand back as soon as it touched his head.

It's so hot!

Then I looked at Vina's face.

So red!

Theresa immediately put her phone away, pressed the pause button, and said to Vina:

"Consider this a small lesson. Next time, whether you're an empress or a girl, you absolutely cannot drink so much. It might give bad guys an opportunity to take advantage! Understand?"

Vina didn't answer. Her head, which had been aching from a hangover, was now numb, no longer hurting.

I got drunk, slept soundly, and caused Theresa a whole night of trouble, and even... even snored!

What a shame!

As Theresa watched the wisp of smoke slowly rising from Vina's head, she suddenly wondered if she shouldn't have told Vina this.

Unfortunately, she was influenced by Wayne. The old Theresa would never have bothered recording such embarrassing moments. But ever since receiving a series of "Wow~" photos from Wayne, Theresa developed this new hobby. She occasionally collects these embarrassing moments and exchanges them with Wayne.

Currently, the most frequent chat logs between the two on their social media platforms are:

Goodnight: (Audio file)

[Bruce]: Wow~

[Bruce]: Photo.jpg

Goodnight: Wow~

.......

Bad habits, bad habits, Wayne, you are guilty of a heinous crime!

Theresa nimbly dodged the malfunctioning Vina and carefully sat down next to Wayne. Wayne, noticing her unusual behavior, asked in a low voice, puzzled:

"what happened?"

“Vina asked me about last night,” Theresa replied.

Wayne was startled: "What did you say?"

“I put this in her place... to tell her I’ve been right next to her.”

Theresa showed an audio clip titled "Vina Snoring".

Wayne glanced at the audio, then at Theresa, and finally couldn't hold back any longer, blurting out two words:

Wow~

Chapter Thirty: With such tall buildings, there must be many streetlights.

Great Yan, Longmen.

"This is Longmen's most bustling commercial street. Longmen's two main large commercial buildings are located here."

Strolling through Lungmen's world-renowned CBD, Chen stretched out his hand and pointed to two towering buildings not far away, introducing them to Wayne and the others:

"Longmen International Trade Building and Swire Building. The International Trade Building mainly deals in the financial industry. The entire building is basically the office space of banks, financial institutions and credit institutions. In terms of status, it is somewhat like Swire Street in the core city of Lentinium, serving the function of financial transactions. By the way, the Longmen Stock Exchange is located on the top floor of this building."

"Top floor?"

"Why put a financial exchange on the top floor? You see, in a major international commercial city, the daily foot traffic at a financial exchange is astonishing. Putting it on the top floor, requiring an elevator to go up and down, does seem... somewhat illogical?"

But Chen nodded very confidently and replied:

"It's the top floor. Wei Yanwu... cough cough, excuse me, Commander Wei said that setting up the financial exchange on the top floor would allow shareholders and entrepreneurs to feel an immersive experience when trading... Well, I don't really understand that, but Commander Wei is very experienced in this area. After doing as he said, the exchange's daily trading volume not only didn't decrease, but it actually kept rising. He must have his reasons for doing this, right?"

Chen's rare praise of Wei Yanwu surprised Wayne slightly. But thinking about it, it made sense. Although Chen and Wei Yanwu didn't get along, when Chen wasn't losing his temper, he was a very reasonable person. As the saying goes, "There is a sequence to learning, and everyone has their own expertise." In the financial field, in the entire Lungmen, no, in the entire Terra, there might not be many who could handle things as well as Governor Wei Yanwu.

But what the heck is this "immersive experience"?

Seeing Wayne's bewildered expression, Theresa reached out and nudged Vina, who was standing beside her. The meaning was clear: it's your turn to shine.

Vina had just made a huge blunder that morning and was now looking for an opportunity to salvage her image in her brother's eyes. She immediately gave Theresa a grateful look and took the initiative to explain to Wayne:

"Because the high energy cultivated gives people a different feeling!"

When Wayne heard Vina's voice, he turned around. Chen also curiously peeked over to listen to the young Queen Victoria's analysis of Wei Yanwu's behavior.

"How does it feel?" Wayne asked curiously.