In the living room of the villa, Jiang Yitong, having put on her clothes, felt angry, depressed, ashad, and even a little guilty.
She ultimately was soone who received higher education and couldn’t just distort facts and place all the bla on Lin Baici.
When you say a thousand things, the point is she was the one who stripped naked and slept in Lin Baici’s villa, resulting in this consequence.
If she was at least a bit self-respecting, it wouldn’t have turned out like this, but her mother said it wasted electricity and refused to let her turn on the air conditioner.
Jiang Yitong quickly cald down and began contemplating how to maximize the benefits.
At the very least, she had to protect her mother’s livelihood.
Directly explaining the reason why she’s here wouldn’t work; she had to present her mother’s contribution.
Having thought this through, Jiang Yitong, with a sowhat indignant look, shouted at Lin Baici, "Stingy capitalist!"
"I co to see my mom, and I have to leave by evening, she doesn’t let stay overnight!"
"Also about food, my mom is a descendant of the Imperial Chef, yet throughout the entire sumr, I haven’t had a single lavish al."
"No, wait, I’ve eaten one, but it was when I dragged my mom out to eat. She works for you, and you won’t miss that little money, yet my mom’s regular als are even worse than those of laborers!"
"And about your air conditioner, is it nuclear-powered?"
"Save, save, save, I even said I’d pay for electricity, but my mom still wouldn’t let use the air conditioner!"
"Also, those gym equipnt, can a girl like break them?"
Jiang Yitong spilled out like beans from a bamboo tube, rattling on without stopping.
Lin Baici looked at this campus belle from Haijing Normal University; having just woken up, her long hair was a bit ssy, and with the sweat, so strands were stuck to her face.
To be honest, she looked quite disheveled, without the allure of a sleeping beauty, more like soone who had just been fiercely ravaged by her husband.
"I’ve lived for twenty years, and my mom has never cared for this attentively!"
Though Jiang Yitong’s tone seed to be complaining about Lin Baici, she actually didn’t think that way.
People spend money to buy services, and her mom ought to work hard.
No way around it—Wang Fang is an honest and hardworking woman, and her daughter’s nature wouldn’t be far off.
Otherwise, with Jiang Yitong’s looks and figure, coupled with her vanity, she wouldn’t even need to sell her body; she could just use a few tricks to easily maintain a fleet of admirers.
"Finished yet?"
Lin Baici asked calmly.
"Uh..."
Jiang Yitong didn’t know how to respond.
She had seen many clips and posts of CEO dramas on Little Red Book and Douyin, and even fantasized about how she should act if she ever got lucky and t a CEO.
Jiang Yitong had imagined many scenarios, but when faced with the real mont, she was dumbfounded.
After all, Lin Baici was wealthy and quite young; it wasn’t clear if he had his own business, so he could count as a half-CEO, perhaps becoming a complete CEO once he graduated and took over his family’s company.
In Jiang Yitong’s view, Lin Baici’s family probably wasn’t in politics; otherwise, his extravagant expenses would be too suspicious.
Lin Baici stopped paying attention to Jiang Yitong and walked toward the upstairs bedroom.
Wang Fang was quite fair-skinned, but to his surprise, her daughter was even fairer, although Lin Baici still preferred Jiang Yitong in that tight little tank top.
Sotis girls don’t necessarily look better when they’re undressed.
Jiang Yitong watched as Lin Baici left without hesitation, clearly not wanting to talk to her, much like a CEO in a urban idol drama who dumps the pregnant female lead. She finally felt Lin Baici exuded that CEO flavor.
Ugh!
I’m not the pregnant supporting character!
Ugh!
If this explanation didn’t help clear things up for my mom, what then?
Ugh!
This feeling of having to be humble and not being able to yell back is frustrating.
Jiang Yitong kicked the sofa.
Bang!
Ouch!
Her toe hit sothing.
Jiang Yitong imdiately winced in pain, holding onto her foot and falling onto the sofa.
After a while, when the pain subsided, Jiang Yitong felt she should explain a bit more clearly, otherwise her mom’s hard work over the sumr would be for nothing.
Honestly, Jiang Yitong felt not much anger once she cald down.
Lin Baici could have been ruthless, or salacious, and could have shot a video, wake her up, kick her out, or even humiliate her directly.
Even then, she couldn’t ask for the video, and even if she did involve the police, it wouldn’t help since she was in the wrong.
But Baici had gone upstairs, obviously not wanting to embarrass her.
Wait!
He wouldn’t have taken photos or videos of sleeping, would he?
From how her mom praised Lin Baici, he wasn’t that kind of person and shouldn’t do such nasty things, but what if...
Suddenly, Jiang Yitong felt very uneasy.
From now on, she would never set foot in this villa again.
Jiang Yitong slipped on her slippers and went upstairs to probe Lin Baici again, but without seeing him yet, she looked at the luxurious second floor and her resolved decision wavered again.
Shouldn’t she?
Maybe co once a month?
Why did Jiang Yitong feel guilty again?
Because over this sumr, she took advantage of Lin Baici’s absence to take many photos in this villa. After posting them on Little Red Book, the likes were incredibly high, firmly establishing her as a rich second-generation persona, letting her flaunt excessively.
Previously, many doubted her, especially the roommates in her dorm; now those voices are gone, leaving only sour remarks.
Thinking about this, Jiang Yitong couldn’t help but feel delighted.
The only regret was her mom wouldn’t let her go upstairs, so she snuck up to take these photos quickly when her mom wasn’t looking.
For instance, Jiang Yitong had been wanting to take a series of barbecue photos on the open terrace but never had the chance.
...
Lin Baici returned to the master bedroom and took a shower first.
He had never considered firing Wang Fang for Jiang Yitong sleeping here unauthorized.
Ji Xinyan had also said that it’s hard to find good maids.
Wang Fang’s cooking skills added great value, and she had been diligent, never embezzling grocery money or anything.
Listening to Jiang Yitong earlier, Wang Fang was even more honest than he had imagined.
"Where in the world does anyone find all-around perfection?"
Lin Baici muttered, then reclined back onto the sofa, staring at the ceiling lost in thought.
Ever since getting caught up in the Harbor Island Ghost Ship incident, Lin Baici had been striving to survive, always tense...
He’s tired, as his decisions impact several lives.
Now back ho, he can finally enjoy regular college life.
The biggest gain from this sumr trip surprisingly ca from eating a god at Nine Dragons Hall; he got nothing at Harbor Island Ghost Ship and Dragon Palace Island.
Especially the Harbor Island Ghost Ship was a fright for no reason.
At Dragon Palace Island, at least he received a waist knife from Suzuka Momoka, which was undoubtedly a top-tier Divine Prohibition.
Just thinking it’s obvious that Suzuka Momoka is a priestess of Dayao, a lover of the Dragon Goddess, extrely noble; the waist knife she holds must be excellent.
"Eater God, won’t you introduce ?"
Lin Baici teased.
This can be entirely learned from San Miyairi.
Lin Baici opened the Black Tripod Bowl, intending to take out the waist knife to admire it, but his stomach suddenly growled.
A fierce hunger hit him.
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