Yan just happened to be going out to get some water and was caught off guard when he heard this, along with He Wenyu’s footsteps approaching him, leaving him momentarily stunned.

But he quickly looked at the ’guest’ on the sofa and reacted, waving his hand with a meaningful smile: "It’s not me today, it should be Mo."

"What’s Qhianqhian doing now?" He Wenyu felt a bit guilty, he couldn’t possibly say he and Elvis were setting up a harem for them, could he? A harem of handsome men...

"Probably taking a bath? Didn’t she say she was going to eat at Shangqi Club in a while? So how come there’s an invitation today?" Yan asked calmly, his eyes filled with curiosity as he looked at the two of them.

He Wenyu secretly cheered but couldn’t hold back a chuckle. Going to that place again? It seems these two might be obsessed with Qhianqhian from now on, right?

"I don’t know, they came to see Qhianqhian." He Wenyu feigned a look of innocence.

Mo walked out calmly from behind Yan and naturally made his way upstairs.

"What are you doing?" He Wenyu’s eyes opened wide in surprise; upstairs was the girls’ territory.

"Going to see what Qhianqhian is doing, maybe help her scrub her back or something, since it’s my turn, right?" Mo went upstairs as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Yan and He Wenyu exchanged looks, at a loss for words.

Mo went upstairs and stood in front of Luo Qianqian’s room, knocked on the door, and pushed it open: "Today it’s my turn to serve the young master." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Luo Qianqian was speechless: "Have you watched too many dramas or played too many dating games?"

Why is a grown man, acting so coquettishly, waiting to be doted upon in a strange outfit? It’s quite odd, isn’t it?

Although she already knew what was happening downstairs.

After all, it’s hard to escape her notice of what happens in this house unless someone goes out of their way to guard against her.

"I’m just playing along, I was actually coming out to use the bathroom." Mo shrugged and turned toward the bathroom in Luo Qianqian’s room: "Mind if I use it? No beauties hidden inside, right?"

Luo Qianqian was speechless: "Even if I hid something, it would be a handsome man, okay? Do I need to hide beauties? I’m not bent that way."

Mo went into the bathroom, and when he came out shortly after, he was holding a bottle of shower gel: "This smells nice, how about giving it to me?"

"Are you the Devil?" Luo Qianqian was exasperated. Do guys like rose-scented shower gel now?

"I know you’re generous." Mo accepted it without hesitation: "Don’t you want to wash your hair? I can blow-dry it for you?"

"I’ll say it again, that’s called blow-drying, and it’s a hairdryer, not for roasting meat!" Luo Qianqian replied, rolling her eyes, as she conjured a water ball to wash her hair, leaving it spotless and dry: "Besides, do I need that kind of thing?"

"Forget I said anything." Mo casually sat down beside Luo Qianqian, picking up a strand of her hair: "Honestly, I’m quite interested in you. Want to give it a try with me?"

"Did you learn that from dramas or games?" Luo Qianqian didn’t even blink: "If I were interested in you, don’t you think I’d have made a move long ago instead of waiting until now?"

"So you’re saying my brother’s efforts are in vain too?"

"Your brother’s gentle eyes, he’s not the same type as you." Nonetheless... she’s still not interested.

"Can’t you give me a bit of hope? I’m pursuing you with this goal in mind." Mo showed a face full of helplessness: "And now I have to act along with you, yet you offer no hope?"

"Ambiguous intentions? You call that hope? That’s being a player." Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes: "Besides, isn’t it true that you approached me with a hidden agenda?"

Mo looked at Luo Qianqian’s calm profile with a slight startle, then laughed: "Yeah, you’ve seen through it. Fine, I’ll admit it, let’s just act then. I believe my excellent acting will eventually move you."

Luo Qianqian smirked: "Don’t get your hopes up too high."

If you could truly develop feelings, you might have fallen for someone by your side long ago, right?

Like back when... Jimo Cheng.

Taking a deep breath, "Alright, I’ll change clothes and head downstairs." Luo Qianqian tugged at the corner of her mouth and walked into the bathroom with a dress in hand.

Love at first sight is just lust at first sight, developing feelings over time is just weighing the pros and cons, even growing old together is just a matter of habit.

Sometimes, Luo Qianqian suspects she’s a pessimist.

Dressed in a well-fitting dress, Luo Qianqian walked downstairs calmly, arm in arm with Mo. Seeing the people in the living room, she feigned surprise: "We have guests? Whose guests are they?"

Elvis was speechless, how fortunate that it was the security guard who picked up the call instead of these two.

"Said they came to see you." He Wenyu wore a look of confusion: "But it seems like you don’t know anything?"

"I don’t have any liking towards them, why would I possibly invite them to my home? Let’s not joke around, shall we?" Luo Qianqian calmly gazed at Elvis: "Since they’re your guests, whoever they belong to, entertain them. I have a reservation at Shangqi Club, I’ll head over by myself later."

"Got it." He Wenyu muttered under his breath. She even knows about this? No wonder she walked downstairs arm-in-arm with Mo...

The outcome feels like it’s going to be quite disastrous...

"Send someone to give it a lift, it’s quite hot today, don’t want to get heatstroke." Yan calmly stepped forward, pulling Mo’s arm away with a cheerful expression as he looked at Luo Qianqian, his demeanor appearing quite ordinary: "Not feeling too well?"

"Yeah, ate too much ice cream last night, got a bit chilled." Luo Qianqian didn’t hide her discomfort, although the discomfort now is clearly due to the overpowering perfume scent.

"Qhianqhian, I’m sorry about last time, couldn’t treat you to a good meal then, let me treat you this time." Compared to the dishes he ordered, Luo Qianqian is clearly more frugal, having only ordered a single main course for herself, it wouldn’t be that expensive.

Huangfu Yihui calmly walked out of the room, holding a cup of water, and lightly said: "Compared to the ones you ordered last time, ours have more than enough, are you sure? Careful you might not afford it and embarrass yourself."

"By the way, Lady Sun, a reminder, our sofa is custom-made, calf leather, even though you only scratched it a little, I can give you a 15% discount, as it was recently replaced." Mainly because An Hao likes sleeping on the sofa.

Lady Sun was startled, raising her hand only to realize she’d unconsciously scratched a hole in the sofa.

"Tsk tsk tsk, some people are really rich and wilful." He Wenyu sighed repeatedly: "It’s a shame they made a wrong calculation with their wishful thinking."

"Brother, send the sofa to Commander Sun, remember to include the invoice. Damaged goods can’t stay at home." Just by chance, He Wenyu had just complained about this sofa having a smell before it got scratched, it would have been replaced within a few days even if it hadn’t been scratched, although it really was a new item exchanged just days ago.

"Qhianqhian, you..."

"Sun Yukun, isn’t it?" Luo Qianqian calmly looked at him, smiling slightly: "Didn’t I say earlier, please listen, you’re very exceptional, but I have plenty of exceptional people around here, so why would I be with someone who schemes against me?"

Mo was startled, looking at Luo Qianqian with a probing gaze.

This was directed at Sun Yukun, yet it seemed to also be addressed to them?