Mother-Daughter Tensions

Xixi sat on the sofa reading, and time quietly passed. Occasionally, residents would come down from the second floor to use the restroom or play cards in the lobby lounge area.

For example, Mask Face and Calodi.

The Mask Face was irritable, but he was Daisy's bed partner during this time. Mr. Calodi, on the other hand, was serious and looked a bit like a lawyer. The two of them playing cards together seemed out of place.

However, the truth is that they did get along very well, sitting cross-legged on a clean rug specially set aside in the hall, while away the entire afternoon playing cards.

They were quiet and didn't disturb Xixi's reading.

She had grown accustomed to this kind of life and didn't feel that time was passing quickly at all. The clock seemed to be ticking away, but in reality, there were periods of time that didn't exist at all.

It wasn't until the tall, thin chef came down from the second floor and entered the kitchen that Xixi realized it was time for dinner.

She stretched, placed the book on the coffee table in front of her, and saw Miss Mino coming towards her.

Her white hair was still so eye-catching. Miss Mino simply wore only a bathrobe when she came downstairs, exposing most of her smooth legs to the air, which attracted the Mask Face who secretly watched her, causing her to lose the game.

"Hey Xixi, what book are you reading?" Miss Mino lazily sat down on the sofa, crossing her legs in an unladylike manner.

Xixi belatedly realized that her habit of crossing her legs was something she had learned from Miss Mino.

The two women were actually only a few years apart in age, and she quite liked this unique older sister. However, she didn't understand why her mother, Daisy, would tolerate such a distinctive woman living in a hotel.

Daisy didn't tell her anything.

Other men were either useful or for sleeping with; Little Rosie was a pure "Daisy supporter." Only Mino, who was indifferent to Daisy and active in the hotel with a subtle identity, was never chosen by Daisy as an ingredient.

Xixi doesn't dislike Mino, but she's not familiar with Mino and doesn't want to have much contact with Mino because she knows that Mino and her mother must have some other unspeakable agreement or secret.

At this point, Mino initiated a conversation, Xixi simply replied, "Aldo Fairy Tales."

"Hmm," Mino responded with an ambiguous sound.

Xixi looked at her. "?"

"It's nothing, I just think you read really slowly." Mino said, then smiled at her before getting up and going to the bathroom.

Xixi didn't understand what Mino was talking about, so she simply stopped thinking about it. As the residents gradually came downstairs, the newcomer Yuri, hadn't arrived yet. She suddenly remembered that no one had told Yuri what time it was for dinner.

She should go up and call for help.

Silently muttering something to herself, Xixi went up to the second floor and stopped at the door of room number 10.

Not sure if Yuri was still asleep, she reached out to knock on the door. "Yori..."

The door opened by itself before my hand even touched it.

Oh, that's not quite accurate. It should be said that Yuri opened the door.

Moreover, the door opened so quickly that Xixi felt a gust of wind rush towards her, and then her hand, which she hadn't had time to retract, struck Yuri's chest.

Xixi: "..."

She opened her mouth, only to see Yuri pull open the door with one hand and take a step forward with the other—it was just a coincidence.

Yuri seemed surprised as well, staring blankly down at her hand still resting on his chest, forgetting to pull away or move away.

Even more coincidentally, within those few seconds, the door to room 01 opened, and Daisy, dressed in a black dress, yawned and took half a step out. Her gaze paused for a moment, and she took in the entire scene.

Daisy's gaze instantly turned strange.

Yu Xing was facing Daisy and could clearly see the disgust and anger in Daisy's eyes directed at her daughter.

From this subtle reaction, Yu Xing's lips curled up almost imperceptibly. Then, as if waking from a dream, she dodged Xixi's hand, her face flushed. "..."

Hearing the door open, Xixi turned around and met Daisy's eyes. She immediately lowered her hand, frowned, and said, "Mom."

"Good evening, my dear daughter." Daisy closed the door behind her, not approaching, but standing there leisurely admiring her nails, painted the same color as her emerald necklace. "What fun things are you and my new baby doing?"

"I'm here to invite him to dinner," Xixi said.

"Oh?" Daisy seemed quite pleased, ignoring her other clenched hand. "Calling him to dinner, did you call him to your heart's content? My dear daughter, I told you before, if you like this kind..."

Yu Xing thought Daisy would say, "Then tell Mom openly, and Mom will let you have it," but Daisy's next words were. "It's no use. She's mine, and you can't touch her, understand?"

Yu Xing: "..." Tsk.

"I just remembered that Mr. Yuri didn't know when it was time for dinner, so I came up to call him. That's all. Mom, I've told you before, don't think of me with those kinds of ideas. It's disgusting." Xixi clearly hated the topic, but for some reason, no matter what she said to Daisy, she used a very obedient tone, without a trace of displeasure.

But her body language betrayed her; after saying that, she strode away, her skirt swaying, her back view radiating anger.

Yu Xing closed the door, touched her chest, and whispered, "Ms. Daisy, your daughter is right, it's just a misunderstanding. I just opened the door."

"Oh, darling, don't worry, I won't be angry with you." Daisy smiled brightly and beckoned to him, "Come here."

Yu Xing moved over.

"Was this where Xixi just touched?" Daisy placed her hand on Yu Xing's chest. Yu Xing noticed that even though Daisy looked young and beautiful, the wrinkles on her hands betrayed her age.

"Your body temperature is very high." Daisy, unaware that her handprints had given her away, chuckled softly. "You're more naive than I thought. Look, your face is red again."

Yu Xing blushed and murmured weakly.

"While your innocence surprises me, I hope you can be more proactive and assertive tonight, Yuri. In bed, I never want to put in much effort; I just want to enjoy myself—you understand?" Daisy lowered her hand, took Yu Xing's arm, and pulled him down the stairs. "Xixi is younger than me, but you have to remember..."

Her tone suddenly turned icy. "I am the owner of this hotel. If you want to stay alive here, you can only be loyal to me, otherwise..."

That chilling threat, combined with her body's stone-like coldness, was enough to make anyone shiver.

Although Yu Xing didn't feel cold, she still glanced at Daisy again.

He thought, with such a body temperature, Daisy couldn't be alive.