Transmigrated into a lewd little pervert, the crazy boss's kiss made his legs weak.

When Li Yaoyao came out of Yunqi Villa, she felt like she was floating.

He Ming personally drove her down the mountain, talking non-stop the whole way.

Things like "Miss Li, you're amazing!" and "Yanyan has never been this close to anyone in her life."

She didn't hear a word she said; her mind was preoccupied with only one thing.

Twenty thousand.

Monthly salary of 20,000!

She squatted on the toilet in the women's restroom of the club, her hands supporting her chin, her eyes empty and peaceful, a faint, silly smile on her lips.

"Wow, I still can't believe I got the job!"

[Ding! Congratulations, host, on successfully joining the company. Career points +15, current career points: 40.]

The system's voice also conveyed joy, its tone rising half a key higher than usual.

[Host, you're amazing! This time it's purely due to your own superior strength!]

[Completely independent of system boosts!]

"hey-hey."

Li Yaoyao continued to giggle foolishly, cupping her face in her hands and shaking her head, her ponytail swaying from side to side.

"A monthly salary of 20,000, a monthly salary of 20,000... From now on, I'll always add chicken legs when I get food in the cafeteria, two of them."

"...Is this all you aspire to?"

"What do you, a system, know about human suffering? Do you even know how much a braised chicken leg costs in the cafeteria?"

【…】

Li Yaoyao was about to have a serious discussion with the system about the pricing strategy for the cafeteria's chicken legs.

Suddenly a commotion arose outside.

One wave after another, rhythmic and organized, the noise came through the partitions of the women's restroom.

Li Yaoyao had absolutely no interest in watching the excitement.

The ultimate skill for someone with social anxiety is...

I don't go to crowded places, I don't watch exciting events, and I don't get involved in other people's commotion.

She adjusted the angle of the toilet seat to make herself more comfortable.

【Host.】

The system's voice suddenly changed tone.

[It's Qi Yuge and Shen Qiongluo! The female lead confessed!]

at the same time.

The system task panel popped up as if it had been smashed in her face.

[Main quest triggered: Spying on the intimate interactions between the male and female protagonists, and then going insane in the shadows.]

Li Yaoyao pursed her lips.

"Why can't we just be open and honest bystanders?"

The system's tone carried an academic rigor.

[You're a lewd and obsessive woman; please be mindful of your character.]

"What's the difference? We have to see it anyway."

[The difference is huge! Have you ever seen a psychopath who works in the sunlight?]

Li Yaoyao was unable to refute it.

The corridor was deserted, but the music and laughter from the lobby continued.

She crouched low and slipped out, following the wall all the way to the end of the corridor leading to the private rooms.

Qi Yuge's private room was located deep in the corridor, with two dark brown double wooden doors.

A man in a black suit stood at the door, his burly figure with his hands crossed in front of him, his posture like that of a door god.

He wore an in-ear headset, and his facial expressions were impeccably controlled.

Li Yaoyao stopped in front of him, her height just reaching his chest.

She tilted her head back and gave a fawning smile.

"Brother, I'll just open a crack, just one."

The bodyguard glanced down at her.

His expression darkened.

Unexpectedly, he actually raised his hand expressionlessly and pushed the door open a crack about a hand's width wide!

Li Yaoyao whispered, "Big brother, you're such a good person!"

He crouched down and peered through the crack in the door.

Qi Yuge sat in the middle of the sofa.

He crossed his legs casually, one hand draped over the back of the sofa.

A female model leaned against him, her makeup exquisite and her figure hot.

But his hand just hung there lazily.

He held a cigar between his other fingers, and the bluish-gray smoke rose from his fingertips, blurring his expressionless face.

Shen Qiongluo stood in front of him.

She wore a burgundy halter dress tonight, the hem of which just covered her knees, revealing a section of her shapely calves.

It's as beautiful as a painting.

But the way Qi Yuge looked at her was no different from how he looked at the ash on a cigar.

Shen Qiongluo was obviously aware of this as well.

She did her homework tonight.

Qi Yuge has been with countless women; she must strike unexpectedly and hit the mark!

"Shen, the campus belle, what are you just standing there for? Give us something to do!"

The young men started making a ruckus, raising their wine glasses high in the air.

Shen Qionglu smiled slightly and gracefully walked to the grand piano in the corner of the private room and sat down.

She played "La Vie En Rose".

She sang about a bright, rosy life with a languid, ambiguous, and alluring quality.

Through the piano strings, through the cigar smoke, I looked straight at Qi Yuge.

Qi Yuge flicked his cigarette ash.

He wasn't even looking at her; he was tilting his head and talking to the young man next to him.

Li Yaoyao squatted outside the door.

He secretly applauded Shen Qiongluo.

She didn't stop after she finished singing.

Instead, she stood up, took off her high heels, and stepped barefoot onto the carpet.

He slowly raised his arm, his fingers drawing a graceful arc in the air.

Then she danced a classical dance.

Qi Yuge still didn't look at her.

The private room was silent for about two seconds.

Even the people who started the commotion were a little at a loss.

Shen Qiongluo's lips trembled slightly.

But she did not give up.

She took a deep breath, walked up to Qi Yuge, and took out a deck of cards from behind her back.

"Young Master Qi."

She spoke, her voice slightly breathless, but she enunciated each word clearly.

"This next one is for you alone."

She gathered the playing cards together and gently patted them in her palm.

Then she made a sweeping motion in the air with her finger, but nothing appeared at her fingertip.

But the next second, a red rose appeared out of thin air between her fingers.

Someone in the private room exclaimed "Wow!"

She has changed again.

Another one.

Another one.

The last five petals, each a different color, bloomed one by one between her fingers, and finally came together.

It turned into a small bouquet of flowers.

Li Yaoyao's eyes almost rolled out from under the door.

Wow!

She screamed inwardly.

"Wow, that's amazing! How can she do everything!"

[A mission, host.]

[You're a slutty, ordinary girl. You should be jealous, saying lewd and perverted things, not acting as a fangirl for the female lead behind a crack in the door!]

Li Yaoyao suddenly realized what was happening.

"...Oh, right."

She pressed her eyes back against the crack in the door and rolled her eyes in a crooked, distorted way.

"This is hardly a confession," Li Yaoyao muttered in a voice just loud enough for her bodyguard to hear.

"Playing the piano, dancing, and doing magic tricks—it's not like it's a school talent show. What's so special about it?"

She paused, lowered her voice by a octave, and her tone carried a hint of genuine bitterness.

"I could sing and dance too... I could even do somersaults!"

The bodyguard stared straight ahead with a blank expression.

But Li Yaoyao clearly saw out of the corner of her eye that he secretly gave a thumbs up with his hand in front of him.

Li Yaoyao's ears turned bright red instantly.

Inside the private room.

Shen Qiongluo handed the bouquet to Qi Yuge, her eyes filled with an unbridled passion.

"Young Master Qi, I like you. Be with me."

The private room was silent for a full three seconds.

Then the men started whistling and making a ruckus.

Qi Yuge narrowed his eyes, his gaze finally landing on Shen Qiongluo's face.

Let's take a closer look at this face.

have to.

He remembered.

This afternoon, the face that was torn out of that stack of blind date photos was this one.

The daughter of the Shen family.

Her parents clearly went to great lengths to get her into that stack of photos.

He was just trying to deal with his father's pawns, and now he's just walking right into them.

He stubbed the cigar into the ashtray.

His movements were somewhat careless; the cigarette butt was off-center by half an inch, the end brushing against the bare forearm of the female model next to him.

The female model gasped softly, and a small patch of her skin immediately turned red.

She turned her head with a pitiful look on her face, her voice soft and sweet: "Young Master Qi~"

Qi Yuge snorted coldly and slowly turned his gaze to Shen Qiongluo.

He pushed away the coquettish female model and stood up.

His 1.87-meter height appeared particularly imposing under the dim light as he looked down at Shen Qiongluo.

"Young Master Qi, I like you..."

She repeated it, her voice softer and slower than before.

"Be with me!"