Do Not Approach

Chapter 11: The Eldest Miss made a doll.

"Eldest Miss, why are you blushing?"

From childhood to adulthood, Qin Yi had never been confronted like this. But the undeniable truth was right before her, forcing her to grit her teeth and swallow her emotions.

On the surface, she maintained a calm and indifferent expression, she turned her face toward the window, though the lingering pink on her cheeks hadn't fully faded.

For the first time in her life, the proud heiress had suffered a silent defeat.

She thought that her heart had long since turned lifeless like ashes, incapable of stirring up anyone commotion. Yet now, angered but Mu Xiaoxiao, it has somehow come alive again. The little villain in her mind was already holding a doll named Mu Xiaoxiao and has being pricking it with needles.

One prick, then another.

Seeing that Qin Yi no longer pursued her questioning, Mu Xiaoxiao smiled slightly. Bending down, she casually picked up the blanket from the floor and expertly tied it into place. Thanks to her great figure and beauty, even this simple blanket, draped casually around her, gave off the effortless elegance of a runway model. Her previous movements, subtle yet deliberate, allowed a brief glimpse of her curves to catch Qin Yi's eye.

Qin Yi's blush deepened, and her heartbeat quickened slightly. Though she had been the one questioning Mu Xiaoxiao, somehow the tables had been turned.

This feeling of being out of control wasn't typical of the heiress. As an entertainer, Qin Yi had encountered similar situations before—on music video sets or during film cameos. Time was often tight, and people frequently shared makeup rooms, sometimes separated by just a curtain, or even nothing at all.

It had never bothered Qin Yi. Yet now, a strange sense of embarrassment welled up inside her. She imagined stabbing that mental doll again and again to regain her composure.

When Liu Wannian, her driver-bodyguard, returned from his smoke break, he noticed that the eldest miss' face was unexpectedly flushed, her expression uncharacteristically unsettled. She no longer carried the cold, aloof demeanor from earlier.

Meanwhile, Mu Xiaoxiao was leaning casually in her seat, chewing gum with a content smile,  gazing at the scenery outside.

Liu Wannian blinked in confusion. What's going on?

Unable to decipher the situation, he couldn't help but ask: "Is it hot?"

As an experienced bodyguard and driver, Liu Wannian knew how to read the room. Now, the eldest miss' flushed face suggested discomfort, but he didn't dare ask her directly—so he could only ask Mu Xiaoxiao instead.

Wasn't she supposed to be the eldest miss' new personal favorite?

Mu Xiaoxiao grinned slightly. "I'm not hot." Turning her head, she looked at Qin Yi. "But the eldest miss looks like she's really hot—her face is all red."

Qin Yi: !!!

Mu Xiaoxiao was satisfied to see the murderous aura in Qin Yi's eyes. One of humanity's greatest strengths is its remarkable adaptability. She still remembered, where she first arrived, every time she encountered this kind of gaze from Qin Yi, she would be scared half to death. But now, she has actually gotten used to it.

So what of she's angry? Better to provoke her than let things stay lifeless.

Liu Wannian was a stereotypical straight man who could understand the sharp, knife-like tension between Mu Xiaoxiao and the eldest miss. Obediently, he turned on the air conditioner.