Why is This Troublemaker So Damn Rich?

Just as she was about to put the disposable underwear down and change into her own, she heard Yang Hui say from outside, "You’d better wear the disposable set. If you wear your own clothes, they’ll get covered in oil during the full-body massage. You won’t be able to wear them after that."

Startled, Xia Jie quickly covered herself with her hands. ’So he’s been watching my every move the whole time? Does that mean he’s seen my entire figure?’

"C-Could... could you move a little farther away?" she asked, her tone almost pleading.

"Alright. I was just worried something might happen to you, and I wanted to be able to help right away. Don’t get the wrong idea."

Inside the bathroom, Xia Jie pressed her lips together. ’The wrong idea? My biggest mistake was ever thinking you were a good person in the first place.’

Xia Jie pushed open the frosted glass door of the bathroom and stepped out into a cloud of steam, wrapped in the spa’s disposable bathrobe. The white cotton robe was a bit loose, but the dampness from the steam made it cling slightly to her body, outlining her faintly visible curves—

Her makeup-free cheeks were flushed from the steam, and her almond-shaped eyes glistened with moisture. Tiny droplets of water still clung to her eyelashes, refracting the light with a crystalline sparkle. Her long, black hair was casually pinned up, with a few stray strands clinging to the side of her neck, making her skin appear even fairer. The moisture made her lips look full and gave them a faint, rosy tint.

"I... I’m ready," she said, her voice barely a whisper.

Yang Hui knew she was feeling awkward, which was perfectly understandable. After all, he had lured an innocent young woman here for a massage and a foot bath. If Xia Jie didn’t already have a good impression of him, and if he hadn’t helped her out a few times before, she would’ve smacked him over the head with her purse long ago.

He picked up his own set of disposable clothes and went to take a shower. As he passed her, he glanced down. The loose collar of the bathrobe had slipped slightly, revealing a delicate collarbone and the line of a snowy-white shoulder. As her damp hair hung down, droplets from the ends trickled down her skin and disappeared into her collar, leaving much to the imagination.

The bathrobe’s sash was tied loosely around her waist, accentuating its slenderness, while the hem swayed gently with her steps. It would occasionally cling to her rear, outlining its ample shape.

The robe’s hem only reached her mid-thighs, her long, slender legs flashing in and out of view as she moved. Her ankles were slim, and the arches of her feet, nestled in the disposable slippers, were beautifully curved.

Wearing this thing, she felt exposed from every angle; she couldn’t have covered herself up if she tried. She gave up and went to her large massage bed, then dimmed the room’s lights. It was harder to see now, but that only heightened the intimate atmosphere.

’I’ve really gotten myself into it this time; there’s no easy way out.’ Her massage bed was less than two meters from Yang Hui’s and directly faced the bathroom. She lay on the bed, pretending to scroll through her phone, but her eyes couldn’t help but drift toward the bathroom.

Because the lights in the room were dim while the bathroom light was on, a well-built silhouette was clearly visible. Her heart instantly started to race.

’The silhouette is so clear! Does that mean he could see me when I was scrubbing myself? Could he see clearly when I bent over to use the body wash? Oh no, this is mortifying! He got a free show!’

’Should I peek at him, too? Yeah, I should. He watched me, so it would be a total loss if I didn’t watch him back. I have to even the score.’

’Whoa, his body looks amazing.’

Through the steam, Yang Hui’s shoulder blades flexed as he dried himself, a display of masculine power. The contours of his muscles cast shadows of varying depths on the glass. As water streamed over his torso, the frosted pattern on the door distorted it into waves, but the blocky projection of an eight-pack was still vaguely visible.

Xia Jie’s breathing grew ragged, and she quickly covered her eyes with her hands.

’Oh my god, why am I being such a perv? But his body is just so good... Does he work out every day?’

A moment later, her hands were still over her eyes, but the gaps between her fingers were now wide enough to slip an eraser through.

Her mouth fell open in astonishment. She stared without blinking at what Yang Hui was doing, trying to process the implication. After a few seconds, she seemed to realize what was happening and couldn’t help but let out a sharp "AHH—!"

She hastily clamped her hands over her eyes again, but the image in her mind only grew clearer.

"Xia Jie, what’s wrong now?"

Yang Hui couldn’t exactly come out right now. This young body of his was too sensitive. Just the memory of the view he’d gotten from above as he passed by her was enough to make him lose control.

’Don’t think about it, don’t think about it.’ He began to silently chant, "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

After a little while, Yang Hui came out of the bathroom, having changed into the spa’s disposable shorts and top. He then pressed the call button to summon the technicians.

As he walked past Xia Jie, he got the feeling she was secretly peeking at him. And she was aiming at a particularly... lethal area.

Lying down on his own bed, he glanced at Xia Jie. "Relax. It’s too dark to see anything. Besides, you’re wrapped up so tight, and you’ll have to take the robe off for the full-body oil massage anyway. You can only be in your underwear."

"Ahh—!" Xia Jie tensed up. ’What’s the difference between wearing that underwear and wearing nothing at all?’

"Can I... not do it?"

Yang Hui looked at her as if she’d never been out in the world before. "First, we’re already here and we’ve booked the service. If you cancel now, the technicians will have made the trip for nothing. Second, this package costs 998. If you don’t go through with it, all that money will be wasted."

He was just taking advantage of her ignorance. Unused services weren’t charged for, but how would Xia Jie know the ins and outs of this place? The thought of wasting 998—several days’ worth of her salary—made her instantly conflicted.

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