All the goddesses in the world are lusting after my body.

Genji narrowed her eyes meaningfully at this, and Miyamoto Maizō actually took it to heart! She regarded Jiang Tang's words as gospel.

"Hello, your milk tea."

The sudden sound interrupted the three people's conversation.

The young lady at the milk tea shop, wearing a mask, came over carrying four cups of milk tea.

One of the drinks was packed up; it was for Ye Shixue, her favorite vanilla flavor.

Yuan Ziji's eyes were inevitably filled with envy. Jiang Tang was the kind of guy who could care about other girls in front of them without any mercy, yet he didn't make people feel disgusted by it; all they felt was envy and jealousy.

The bond between the maid and Jiang Tang is something that can't be envied.

Sometimes, Yuan Ziji would wonder if the little maid who picked up the young master of the Jiang family could have imagined that one day her young master would become the perfect match that everyone was looking forward to.

Did she ever have any hope at the time that Jiang Tang could offer her a future? In other words, was she making an "investment"?

Now it seems there is absolutely no such possibility.

Perhaps it was precisely because she chose Jiang Tang without any selfish motives that she was worthy of his unique favor.

Even a girl like me, who has forgotten what love is, sometimes envies her and him for being able to experience pure love...

As Yuan Ziji sipped her warm milk tea, no one would guess that beneath her sweet smile lay a sense of melancholy and sadness.

Her life and Jiang Tang's life were once two parallel lines that would never intersect. But because of her family's mission, she crossed the sea and fell in love with Jiang Tang because he was very handsome. She lied to herself that this was love. She even felt the sweetness and happiness of being in love just by drinking a cup of milk tea.

As long as one doesn't delve into the paleness and lack of foreshadowing behind this "relationship," and as long as one can win over Jiang Tang, it seems as if one can live a carefree, happy, and fulfilling life without any worries.

But occasionally, under such stark contrast, the mistaken thought of wanting to find true love might arise.

Indeed, for Minamoto no Shiki, a young lady from a prestigious family, this was undoubtedly a worthless and wrong idea.

The sadness flashed by, but when I thought about how I could date such a handsome man, the best in the world, love was nothing!

Isn't love just a product of hormones and genetic attraction anyway? It's nothing more than a biological chemical reaction, nothing unique at all...

That's right, it's neither unique nor important.

Thinking of this, Genji's smile became pure and fearless again.

But in Jiang Tang's next sentence, things suddenly froze.

Why are you suddenly feeling sad?

Jiang Tang's expression showed exceptional concern, a pure concern without any ulterior motives.

"...Really? You must be mistaken."

Even under her blatantly stern smile, Minamoto no Shiki's gums trembled.

But more than trying to hide it, what she really wanted to ask was...

Why……

—You were able to spot it?

"Did I see it wrong..." Jiang Tang glanced at the street and vehicles and the noisy crowd not far away, but in fact he didn't see anything. He was trying to remember.

When people are sad, even if their facial expressions can be faked, their eyes cannot lie.

Minamoto no Shiki... she just didn't want herself to see her sadness.

"Maybe so, I must have misread it."

Jiang Tang continued speaking along with Yuan Ziji's words, showing that not exposing her was also a form of gentleness.

"That's right, I'm overjoyed that Jiang Tang bought milk tea for someone!"

There was indeed no trace of sadness in Minamoto no Shiki's voice.

"Let's not talk about that anymore. Now that we've got the milk tea, Sister Wu Cang and I have to rush back to work! Goodbye, Jiang Tang!"

But she was in a hurry to leave, as if she were running away from some real feeling.

"Eh...work?" Miyamoto Maizo looked bewildered.

"It's work! If I don't rush back, the foreman will make me kneel on the tatami again!" Genji said as if it were the most important thing in the world. Who would dare to make the little princess of the Gen family kneel on the tatami?

Calling her a little princess isn't wrong; the ancestor of the Minamoto family is indeed the Minamoto clan member, the Minamoto king from *The Tale of Genji*, not the Minamoto clan member from *Overwatch*...

It is also worth mentioning that Murasaki is a character in The Tale of Genji. It is hard to imagine what complex feelings and thoughts the Minamoto family had when they chose to give her the name Murasaki.

Even though she still felt a little nostalgic for being with Lord Jiang Tang, Miyamoto Maizou was pulled up by Minamoto Shiki, and the two girls walked together toward the gentle night outside the milk tea shop.

Jiang Tang's response rang out slowly from behind.

"Goodbye."

He smiled to himself, thinking that it was quite fun to get along with this "little drama queen" Minamoto no Shiki.

Because he was carrying two cups of milk tea in his left hand, Jiang Tang raised his other hand, waved to the two of them, and then turned and walked home.

Genji waved her hand, causing her skirt to flutter like a falling leaf or a butterfly wing.

Both she and Miyamoto Maizo gazed at Jiang Tang's retreating figure in the distance.

They only looked away after he disappeared, exchanging a glance, neither able to understand the other's feelings.

"So, you didn't sleep with Jiang Tang, right?"

Genji smiled and exposed her.

Miyamoto Maizo blushed.

"I have never admitted to such a thing. Where did this rumor come from...!"

"Hmph, that's good then. Let's have a competition, Sister Mai Cang."

"...What are we competing in?"

"Let's see who can win Lord Jiang Tang's 'favor' first."

The word "pamper" is pronounced with a slightly heavier tone and a slower pace, and everyone understands its implied meaning.

Miyamoto Maizo clenched her small, white fist. If it were a sword fight, Minamoto Shiki would have been dead a thousand times over.

However, when it came to competing for men, Miyamoto Maizo was well aware of his disadvantageous position.

But I just don't want to admit defeat, and I absolutely will not admit defeat.

"Okay," she agreed, her eyes sharp as a drawn sword.

"Hehe, don't take it so seriously~"

Genji patted Maizo's shoulder as if in jest; such a flippant gesture could easily lower one's guard.

But she wouldn't tell Miyamoto Mai what he was hiding.

She will also do her best.

148 Barometer Girl

Jiang Tang carried two roasted sweet potatoes, a pound of candied chestnuts, two cups of milk tea, and a candied hawthorn skewer in his hands. Amidst the envious glances of passing children, he entered the residential complex and then took the elevator to his floor.

He used his other hand to knock on the door.

The reason they didn't ring the doorbell was because they weren't used to it; in the houses they used to live in, none of the doorbells worked.

So, knocking on the door "bang bang bang" can be quite reassuring in a way.

"Little glutton, I'm back."

After the house got bigger, there was a small downside: it became noticeable that Shixue took much longer to come out and greet me.

Previously, she only needed to take three or four steps with her long legs to reach the door and open it to greet people.

Now, if she comes out of the room, she has to run more than ten steps.

Jiang Tang had unknowingly become like Versailles.

"Master! I'm here!"

Footsteps came with a "thump-thump".

It's the familiar scene of "their voices arriving before they do," a feature that remains unchanged and is all the more heartwarming.

The door was opened, and Ye Shixue, whose naked body was covered by a bed sheet, came into Jiang Tang's view.

The latter was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered.

"What... what's going on now?"

"Close the door! Close the door! My maid can't be seen by anyone!"

Without even changing his shoes, Jiang Tang walked straight into the room and slammed the door shut.

"Didn't Master tell me to warm the bed first? I've already warmed it!"

Shi Xue was still arguing, her shy expression while covering herself with the blanket was adorable, and her face was flushed. However, she was soon distracted by the various snacks and treats that her owner was carrying.

"Candied hawthorns, roasted chestnuts! Roasted sweet potatoes! And—Master!"

"Am I a snack vendor too?" Jiang Tang asked, feigning displeasure.

"Is this a proper meal, a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, alright?"

Shi Xue was already used to her master's narcissism.

Shi Xue originally intended to reach out and take the snack from her master's hand, but then she realized that if she did, the sheet covering her would inevitably fall down, revealing what was underneath...

She reached out her hand without hesitation.

Wait a minute—girl, you're not playing by the rules!

The thin, gray-blue sheet slipped down in front of Jiang Tang, revealing the girl's flawless, jade-like white body. Although he was already familiar with this beauty, she seemed to possess some kind of eternal magic, making people admire and marvel at her no matter when or where.

Jiang Tang couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He then looked at Shixue and asked with a smile.

"Would you like your candied hawthorn berries iced or hot?"

So...

So the maid learned this shamelessness from you, her master!