Mu Yiran was still wearing the same black and white maid outfit she wore yesterday, which she had washed overnight, just to avoid wearing the blue one.
Mu Yiran nervously touched her collarbone, only to find nothing, so she started scratching her head instead, "What blue dress?"
Shi Youxi watched with interest the girl's shifty eyes and her constant little movements.
"Why isn't my sister wearing it?"
Because I still have some self-respect!
Making Mu Yiran walk around this crowded villa wearing hairy ears and leather gloves is no different from her taking a dump in the street!
And those garter stockings...
Mu Yiran acknowledged her heart condition, so everything she saw was dirty.
She can't wear it.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to reason with Shi Youxi: "Because it's inconvenient for me to do things."
"You don't need to do anything else."
But the boy never listened to reason. Shi Youxi moved closer to her face, and the girl's scent wafted over him.
"Sister just needs to wear the clothes I specify and stay next to me."
Mu Yiran was unwilling, "I don't really want to—"
Shi Youxi smiled and said, his phoenix eyes crinkling. His eyelashes were so long that they intertwined with his bangs. His cheeks puffed out as he said, “Sister, salary.”
"—But! I'm happy to serve you anytime, young master. I'll do my best to meet any of your needs!"
Mu Yiran smiled impeccably, placed her hands respectfully on her lower abdomen, and got up to go upstairs. After taking a quick step, she seemed to remember something and turned back to squat down in front of Shi Youxi.
“But young master, we’re going out now. If I wear that, a lot of people will stare.”
Shi Youxi frowned upon hearing her words. Seeing that he was wavering, Mu Yiran continued, "So, I'll put it on when we get back, okay?"
Just then, the butler came in to inform them that the driver was already waiting outside, interrupting their conversation.
Mu Yiran escaped unscathed, and the two went out together.
Accompanying her were other servants and bodyguards; in comparison, Mu Yiran, empty-handed, seemed like a giant pendant to Shi Youxi.
As the sole heir of the Shi family, Shi Youxi not only needs theoretical knowledge, but also needs to master various skills, especially physical fitness. Therefore, their destination is the boxing club under the Shi family.
There are more than a dozen coaches in charge of Shi Youxi, who analyze and test Shi Youxi's martial arts and physical abilities in every aspect.
Nearly two hours had passed since Shi Youxi entered the training room. During that time, Mu Yiran was still waiting in the lounge, but this time there was no righteous-looking tattooed man to share the fresh air with her.
At first, Mu Yiran was worried that Shi Youxi, with her petite figure, would get hurt, but when she turned around and saw the fully equipped medical first aid equipment in the rest room, she realized that she was worrying for nothing.
So she had been sitting there in a daze for a long time, but when she thought about her daily wage of $1,000, she didn't feel lonely at all during those two hours. She even immorally hoped that Shi Youxi would train until the afternoon so that she could earn a day's wages for free.
But hope was dashed.
Around 1 p.m., the door to the training room opened, and the coaching staff came out one by one without exchanging any words.
When Shi Si came out last, Mu Yiran walked up to him.
Shi Si was listening to the head coach's report when he saw Mu Yiran and was momentarily distracted.
I never expected that the young master would be so attached to Mu Yiran that he would bring her along.
This woman does have some skill...
Mu Yiran gestured to him and then went into the training room. It was a large, enclosed space, with the training equipment covered by smocks and placed in a corner.
Mu Yiran didn't look at it much; she just wanted to make sure Shi Youxi wasn't injured.
Thinking this, Shi Youxi emerged from one of the hidden doors, already dressed. She walked hurriedly towards the door, and upon seeing Mu Yiran at the entrance, her expression immediately relaxed.
"Sister." The boy forcefully shoved his fingers into Mu Yiran's palm, shook her hand, and walked out.
"I'm hungry, let's go."
"Okay, you don't have any other injuries, do you?" She was already getting a bit of PTSD from the boy's constant claims of injuries.
She was genuinely afraid that one day the housekeeper would fire her for work mistakes and child abuse.
Mu Yiran's hands started to wander again. The boy hadn't started developing yet, and his body was still soft, which felt very nice to touch.
Is my sister worried about me?
Shi Youxi didn't understand why Mu Yiran was always worrying about these trivial matters. Shouldn't she be thinking about going back to change her clothes for him as soon as possible?
Oh, clothes...
Shi Youxi stopped and stared intently at the girl, from her hair to the heels of her shoes.
She was being lazy today and didn't wear her white headband, which suited her perfectly.
There are also furry ears and leather bracelets, which would look great on my sister.
But that's not enough, we need more...
He wanted to see more.
The two, one big and one small, looked at each other face to face, and finally both came to a satisfactory conclusion.
Mu Yiran breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed she wasn't injured and didn't have to worry about going to jail for the time being.
Shi Youxi's mind was filled with images of various dresses on a young girl. He nodded; it seemed he needed to buy something.
And so, half an hour later.
After finishing their nutritious meal at the club, Shi Youxi grabbed Mu Yiran and headed to the twin towers of Shiye Plaza.
Normally, Youxi is not restricted from going out, but because he rarely goes out, he is naturally followed by a large group of bodyguards and mall staff.
This was the first time Mu Yiran had ever witnessed what clearance shopping was like.
Wherever Shi Youxi went, it was like bandits entering a village.
From clothing and bags to various accessories, they looted everything they went.
Shi Youxi was quite the gentleman; whenever he took a liking to something, he would ask Mu Yiran's opinion.
But no matter what her answer was, the result was the same: the staff packed everything up on the counter.
Even though it was their own shopping mall, Mu Yiran was still shocked by such spending.
Watching as another container of goods was packed up, Mu Yiran laughed maniacally, tears of envy streaming from the corners of her mouth.
Shi Youxi must be one of those people who doesn't need to lick the yogurt lid, right?
There is a large fabric market on the top floor of the Twin Towers of Shiye, which Shi Yan purchased for Bai Shengsheng.
Mu Yiran followed Shi Youxi and saw many of Bai Shengsheng's designs along the way, each of which was carefully stored in a glass case.
Shi Yan loves Bai Shengsheng; that's obvious to everyone.
But Bai Shengsheng doesn't seem to like Shi Yan at all.
Thinking of this, Mu Yiran looked at the boy beside her with complicated emotions. She didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for Shi Youxi to have such parents and be born into such a family.
"--teacher?"
Shi Youxi looked at the man in front of the fabric wall with surprise, and Mu Yiran looked over when she heard his voice.
It was the male teacher she had met yesterday.
The male teacher's name is Alex.
Looking at the man in a white shirt and trousers, Mu Yiran immediately recalled the cold, desolate look in his eyes when he stared at the villa in the courtyard yesterday.
At the same time, I remembered why I felt something was wrong when I went down the stairs this morning.
The windows on the stairs were indeed removed and replaced with paintings.
It must have been Shi Youxi who ordered it.
This little yandere is really domineering and stubborn.
When Alex saw Shi Youxi and his group, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face as he walked towards them.
"Little Xi is so clever."
"It's rare to see you go out."
The man was very tall. This time, Mu Yiran noticed the faint wrinkles on his face and his light-colored eyes. He was a man of a certain age but looked very young.
Standing next to Shi Youxi, they inexplicably looked like father and son.
At this distance, she could smell the man's strong cologne again.
Shi Youxi had no intention of continuing the conversation. He made a perfunctory greeting and then prepared to pull Mu Yiran away.
Alex, on the other hand, followed along, probably also picking out fabrics.
Shi Youxi asked Mu Yiran to pick out her favorite color. Mu Yiran thought he was going to buy it as a gift for Bai Shengsheng, so she chose a few light-colored fabrics.
Shi Youxi nodded, and then had the staff pack up all the fabrics that Mu Yiran hadn't chosen.
Mu Yiran: "..."
Alex, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but chuckle as he walked towards them, holding a white fabric in his hand.
Mu Yiran saw that he was holding island silk, white and shiny like mother-of-pearl.
Alex pointed to the fabric he was holding. "Why didn't Xiaoxi choose white? Isn't this your mother's favorite color?"
Shi Youxi stopped gesturing with the organza to Mu Yiran's neck and looked at the man with a puzzled expression.
How did the teacher know that the mother liked white?
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