My older sister is a villainous rich girl

The door was slowly pushed open.

Wayne's eyes lit up as he eagerly awaited Chris's appearance in her twin-tailed swimsuit.

Blonde twin tails, forever a goddess!

First, a soft, white arm, as smooth as a lotus root, was revealed, and Wayne's breathing quickened slightly.

All sorts of evil thoughts began to pop into my mind, and I couldn't control them at all.

However, when Chris actually appeared in front of him, Wayne felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, and he instantly calmed down.

she was--

She simply changed into a more casual outfit.

You lied to me!

You lied to me!

Inside the room, two incredulous voices rang out simultaneously.

Realizing that both sides had used tricks, the situation suddenly became somewhat awkward.

Chris struck first, her face contorted with anger and utter disappointment as she accused, "You liar! I'll never believe you again!"

As she spoke, she turned to leave, not wanting to stay in the same room with him any longer.

As she passed by, Wayne simply reached out and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.

"Didn't you lie to me too? Hmm?"

He asked rhetorically.

When everyone knows the tricks and routines, it becomes less interesting.

However, Chris showed no sign of guilt.

"Who said I lied to you?"

Wien paused.

Then, my gaze drifted inward from her neckline.

Chris immediately covered her collar, suppressing a laugh, and said meaningfully, "I originally wanted to give you a chance, but you didn't seize it."

An opportunity? What opportunity?

Under her suggestive words, Wayne's mind began to wander.

Seeing that Wayne wouldn't let go of her, Chris didn't try to break free either, and the two were at a stalemate.

"How about... I put it on now, and you take it off?"

Wayne asked tentatively.

Upon hearing this, Chris snorted: "Are you a pervert? You actually want to change clothes in front of a lady?"

...Yes, she's the kind of lady who peeks at me while I'm changing clothes in the morning.

"What would it take for you to agree?"

Since Chris had already put it on, her attitude was clearly not one of genuine rejection.

—Perhaps he wanted to agree to more unequal treaties?

That's what Wayne thought.

Sure enough, after hearing him say that, Chris started making demands.

"Then you need to come up with a water sport that will allow me to win."

She looked up at him and said, "And then, you have to accompany me to practice every day."

For a moment, Wayne wanted to stuff her back into the dressing room.

In this hot summer, spending every day playing in the water with beautiful girls is undoubtedly a very pleasant thing.

But just thinking about the current unusual timing gave Wayne a headache.

Why would I be so foolish as to offer myself up to someone else?

He was secretly distressed.

Striving to maintain a composed expression, Wayne said in a deep voice, "I can practice with you, but I can't guarantee you'll win."

The responsibilities and rights should be clearly defined from the beginning, so that Chris can avoid taking the blame for losing the game.

Although... this time, I really have to take at least 80% of the blame, right?

I'm sorry, Chris, but I'll ask you to be my maid for one hour!

Chris pondered for a moment, then said, "That works too."

And so, that was settled.

Wayne released Chris, turned around, and took down the dress that had been hanging to the side, holding it in his hand.

"..."

At times like these, I still have some psychological barriers.

He turned his head and glanced at Chris.

I noticed that her hands were still covering her neckline, and she looked very nervous.

She wasn't wearing nothing underneath.

But the thought of taking off this outer layer of protection filled me with an indescribable sense of panic.

Wayne faced her, raised his hand, and continued unbuttoning his shirt.

I had just untied the second one when I suddenly remembered something.

"Is the door locked?" he asked hesitantly.

He didn't want to be caught doing something wrong again.

If Ashville, or even Duke Elliott, were to see him wearing Chris's dress...

He might flee overnight with the bucket.

Chris was taken aback, then said irritably, "Of course it's locked!"

His interruption finally made Chris's expression more natural.

She walked over, took the dress from Wayne's hand, and held it up for comparison.

"It seems like the skirt might be too short..."

As she spoke, she seemed to remember something, and a blush visibly rose on her small face. Suddenly, she glared at him with watery eyes.

Wayne was confused.

"What's wrong? Do you want to change into something else?"

"……Need not."

Chris threw the skirt back at him.

Wayne quickly reached out to catch it, to prevent the white dress from slipping to the ground and getting dirty.

She turned her back to him, refusing to face him directly.

"You can change it."

“Then you have to take them off at the same time,” Wayne emphasized again.

"I know!" Chris said, sounding somewhat indignant.

From behind, her hands were also raised to her collar.

After hesitating for two seconds, she asked in a trembling voice, "You...you took it off?"

Seeing her expression, a mixture of curiosity and fear, Wayne almost burst out laughing.

Just how much do you want to see yourself in women's clothing?

Wayne didn't answer, but deliberately increased her breathing and crumpled the dress in her hand, making the sound of clothes rubbing together.

Hearing the noise beside her, Chris finally made up her mind.

She gritted her teeth and untied the ribbon at her collar.

Her top slipped down her shoulders little by little.

Wien instinctively held his breath as he watched the scene unfold before him.

I was afraid of disturbing this beautiful, elfin figure.

Chapter 199 I will not let go, no matter what.

A moment later.

A scream of grief and anger came from Chris's room.

Wayne was successfully kicked out of the room by Chris, and he didn't speak to her all night.

"..."

Wayne could only awkwardly smile and use the excuse of "a minor disagreement" to deal with the doubts of the rest of the Duke's mansion.

Is it really necessary to be so angry?

However, seeing her still angry and wanting to bite someone, Wayne didn't dare to tease her anymore.

As night deepened, he once again made his way to the Edgeworth house.

Now, he knows the layout of the Edgeworth house like the back of his hand; he wouldn't go wrong even with his eyes closed.

When I arrived at Ge Li's room, she was still sitting at the table with a small lamp lit, not yet asleep.

Wayne untied his cloak and tossed it onto the bed.

"What are you writing?" he asked, leaning closer.

Ge Li glanced at him and said, "It's about handling some family matters, of course."

Lately, perhaps due to growing trust in her abilities, His Excellency Franz has entrusted her with many miscellaneous tasks.

At the same time, her control over family resources has also increased significantly.

"I see."

Wayne moved around to her side and squeezed into the same chair as her.

"Hey! Are you a primary school student?"

Although her tone was full of disdain, she still supported herself on the table and stood up a little, waiting for him to sit down before sitting on his lap.

Miss Ge Li is very light, but she is absolutely curvy in all the right places.

Unlike Chris...

With his arm around her waist, Wayne's mind wandered.

“Don’t move around,” Ge Li warned him. “I don’t have time for you right now. Let me finish writing these things first.”

Wayne hummed in agreement, leaned close to her ear, and together they reviewed the Edgeworth family's daily income and expenditure records.

The amount was enormous, and many of the items were gifts exchanged with other nobles.

From this document, it was immediately clear who had close ties to the Edgeworth family. He even saw the name of the city guard commander, Bulwer.

Of course, the Winchester family would not be among them.

Based on this record, Goethe is writing a proposal on the future direction of the Edgeworth family, which he will submit to His Excellency Franz once it is completed.

Wayne held her quietly until she finished the last stroke of her pen, and then he spoke.

"Miss Ge Li, I've seen this document. Are you sure it's alright?"

A great deal of information that should have been family secrets was presented to him without any attempt at concealment.

Ge Li glanced at him. "Of course it's related."

Wayne was startled.