As night deepened, the lights and shadows on the screen flickered rapidly inside the high-end audiovisual gaming room on the second floor of East Lake Private Club.
Chen Yusheng sat cross-legged on the spacious leather gaming sofa, her well-proportioned legs tightly wrapped in her signature black stockings especially eye-catching.
She held the latest game controller in her hands, fully focused as she controlled her character through a massacre in the game.
Su Bai leaned beside her, one hand resting naturally on her slender waist while the other idly scrolled through his phone.
"Bzz, bzz—"
Several new messages popped up on WeChat. The sender was Xue Tao.
[Xue Zhitiao: Brother Bai, I'm numb! Taking these boudoir photos was practically prison!]
[Xue Zhitiao: Today Huang Ran took her two besties to that European palace-style villa set that cost over three thousand to rent. Damn, I didn't get so much as a glimpse of their faces the entire time. Whenever they got to an important set, they chased me outside, saying girls couldn't relax with a guy around.]
[Xue Zhitiao: So I became nothing but a glorified errand boy—carrying their bags, holding their clothes, buying milk tea, ordering takeout, and even helping the photographer hold up a reflector! I was so bored I started counting ants outside. How the hell is this dating? This is clearly paying for a job as a security guard and assistant!]
Seeing the string of bitter complaints Xue Tao had sent, Su Bai's lips curved into a helpless smile.
He had already guessed this would be the outcome.
Last time on the track field, he had tried to wake Xue Tao up, but this guy's Bottom Layer Code of being a doormat was written far too deeply. He simply could not take advice.
Su Bai silently shook his