Do Not Approach

11

Mu Xiaoxiao was only wrapped in a thin piece of cloth, and the water on her body hadn't dried yet. The air conditioning wind was different from natural wind—it was chilly and piercing. She couldn't help but sneeze.

Seeing this, Liu Wannian immediately began unbuttoning his suit jacket—offering it to her out of gentlemanly courtesy. After all, what kind of man wouldn't want to assist a beautiful woman like Mu Xiaoxiao?

However, just as he started to move, a faint glance from Qin Yi in the rearview mirror froze him in place.

Liu Wannian: ...

Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at Lu Wannian in confusion. What's going on?

She turned toward Qin Yi, seeking clarification.

Qin Yi gestured toward a light gray suit jacket lying on the seat beside them.

Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up in surprise.

"For me?"

Qin Yi's expression remained cold.

[Wear it and throw it away after.]

Wow!
She really was giving it!
Is the eldest miss' being generous?!

Delighted, Mu Xiaoxiao reached for the suit jacket and draped it over herself.

It smelled wonderful—faintly of sandalwood. She closed her eyes briefly, savoring the comforting scent. Wearing clothes was definitely more practical—she no longer had to worry about accidentally exposing herself. The fabric was expensive but soft, clinging to her body with a luxurious smoothness.

Mu Xiaoxiao and Qin Yi were worlds apart in style.

Perhaps it was the age difference that made the distinction so clear. When the eldest miss' wore the suit, she exuded an aura of imperial dominance, as if she were an empress holding court, commanding authority with a silent decree for all unrelated individuals to step aside.

On the other hand, Mu Xiaoxiao looked like a petite woman playfully wearing her boyfriend's oversized jacket—charming and alluring, with her delicate collarbones adding a touch of sensuality. She casually hooked a hand through her damp hair, occasionally glancing back at Qin Yi, afraid she might miss any expression or signal from her.

But Mu Xiaoxiao felt that she had been looking back too often. The eldest miss, who had just done a kind deed by lending her the suit, now seemed inexplicably irritated. She shot Mu Xiaoxiao an annoyed glance.

[Have nails grown on your butt?]

Mu Xiaoxiao: ...

Oops. She'd annoyed the eldest miss again.

Though the rain had subsided, navigating the narrow streets still required careful driving. Liu Wannian noticed that Mu Xiaoxiao was surprisingly considerate. She was quick to notice when he grew tired, offering him mint-flavored gum since he couldn't smoke in front of Qin Yi. When he looked drowsy, she kept up small talk to help him stay alert.

Qin Yi, as always, remained silent, gazing out at the drizzling rain beyond the window.

By the time the car pulled into a small alley, the sky was already dark.

Liu Wannian gave Mu Xiaoxiao a quick nod and exited the vehicle.

Over time, Mu Xiaoxiao had noticed that everyone who lasted around Qin Yi had one thing in common—they all did more and spoke less and were quite calm.

Mu Xiaoxiao, sat in the car with Qin Yi, though she had no idea what brought the eldest miss so far out here, Mu Xiaoxiao could tell that Qin Yi wasn't in the mood for questions.