Chapter 177: After the Wealthy Lady Went Bankrupt 20

Ren Xin was already difficult to control when she was sober; now that she was drunk, it was even worse.

Mo Qiuyang finally experienced what it felt like to be taken by force.

Ren Xin briefly recalled the events: she had ravaged this “wealthy flower of the mortal world¹” like some old lecher. Honestly, she felt quite a sense of accomplishment!

Book Spirit Number One came online, feigning ignorance. “Huh? What happened? Why don’t I know anything?”

Ren Xin: “…” Did she look that easy to fool?

Book Spirit Number One continued acting out the script it had written overnight. “Shen Shen, I was worried to death. I wasn’t here last night, so I have no idea what happened.”

“Heh…”

Book Spirit Number One decided to stop caring. “Believe it or not! It’s not like you can get rid of me anyway!”

Mo Qiuyang woke up, his mind heavy with the memories of the previous night.

Ren Xin offered her condolences. “I’ll take responsibility. If you get pregnant, just have the baby. I’ll raise it!”

Mo Qiuyang: “…” Weren’t those supposed to be his lines?

“Is this what a domineering CEO looks like in your eyes?”

Ren Xin nodded. “Yup! I’ve wanted to use those lines for a long time. I have another set, too: ‘Here is a check, I hope you know what’s good for you!'”

“Then why didn’t you go with the second option?”

Ren Xin sighed. “What if you actually took it? I wouldn’t want to give you the money. That would be so awkward!”

Mo Qiuyang: “…”

“So, what exactly is our relationship now?”

Ren Xin shrugged indifferently. “A benefactor relationship, I guess. Since you pay such a high salary anyway, I don’t mind sleeping with you.”

For some reason, those words struck a nerve with Mo Qiuyang. He pulled Ren Xin back down onto the bed and began to “discipline” her.

Ren Xin: “???” Did she say something suggestive?

Book Spirit Number One vanished again, taking a moment to gossip with Huhu. “Our master’s private life is really something else. Just from what I know, she’s already gotten several for free…”

The law-abiding Huhu replied: “Don’t start rumors, don’t spread rumors!”

Book Spirit Number One: “…” You said you didn’t have any friends, but isn’t the whole point of being best friends to gossip about someone else who isn’t online to strengthen the bond?

Huhu read the message but didn’t reply, effectively blowing a raspberry at the spirit!

Book Spirit Number One: “…” Fine, it would go find another system to gossip about its host with.

Ren Xin’s romance came on unexpectedly fast. Mo Qiuyang completely abandoned his previous persona as a serious, upright man and became exceptionally clingy.

“Why aren’t you going to work?”

Mo Qiuyang hugged Ren Xin, muttering, “I don’t want to! Let’s play together.”

Ren Xin refused. They had been stuck in the bedroom for several days and had only just managed to move to the living room. She swore she wasn’t going back in there.

Mo Qiuyang sighed with regret, but his eyes soon lit up with a suggestion. “Then we can try it here!”

Ren Xin: “…” Wake up, you love-struck fool!

Ren Xin’s livestreaming career was still going strong. The giveaway prizes she promised her fans had been sent out one after another. The feedback was excellent; the fans were now asking Ren Xin to release a batch of peace talismans or something similar. With the Lunar New Year approaching, everyone wanted to invite some good luck.

That was doable. She decided to list some spring couplets and “Fu” characters². They weren’t superstitious, just festive.

Book Spirit Number One had something to say, but Ren Xin shut it down with disdain. “Are you an expert? You sure love to chime in!”

Hmph! Fine, it wouldn’t speak anymore. Never again!

Ren Xin and Mo Qiuyang’s relationship was very stable—the “several times a day” kind of stable. Ren Xin couldn’t help but marvel: meeting a “wolfish” older man in the prime of her life was truly a joy.

Book Spirit Number One: “…” This ginseng is way too smug.

Translator’s Notes