Ding dong! Congratulations, Brother, you've successfully triggered your first Easter egg—"Winning the Female Lead's First Kiss"—and are rewarded with the red-quality ability "Villain's Charm"!
With Villain's Charm, your attractiveness to the opposite sex significantly increases; all members of the opposite sex will not feel wary or disgusted (60↑) upon first seeing you, Brother, and will remain devoted until death after any intimate relationship with you.
This ability is quite overbearing, and combined with his already outstanding temperament and appearance, it directly maximizes his lethality towards the female lead!
He returned to his room, content, took out his phone to scroll through some videos, then exited to check his group messages.
In the time it took him to eat a meal, his messages had already reached 99+.
He had opted for day-student status and didn't cram into a small dorm with roommates, where even using the restroom or taking a shower required waiting in line.
Similarly, he hadn't revealed his identity to his classmates; in their eyes, he was just a local of the Imperial Capital with a bit of money, nothing more.
After all, it was the capital of Dragon Country; you could throw a brick and hit a bunch of rich people, so everyone was used to it.
Watching them chat idly, Ling Yun closed the communication software, rolled over, and prepared to go to sleep early, hoping to go to school tomorrow and see if there were other "protagonists" or female leads waiting for him to discover.
After all, in many urban novels, quite a few "protagonists" begin their Heaven-Defying journey of changing their fate, showing off, and slapping faces from school.
Just as he turned off the lights and was about to sleep, his door was twisted open from the outside.
Ling Yun immediately flipped over, alert, and saw Ye Hui's familiar figure, illuminated by the faint moonlight filtering through the window.
"Ling Shao, are you asleep?" Her voice was very soft, as if afraid of disturbing him.
"Not yet."
Ling Yun sat up from the bed; just as he was about to reach for the light switch, Ye Hui walked up to him and stopped his hand.
"I... I want to talk to you."
Ling Yun moved further in, leaving enough space for her.
Ye Hui was still wearing her maid uniform; she lifted her skirt and then sat beside Ling Yun, their shoulders touching, their breathing clearly audible to each other.
Ye Hui had just finished washing his clothes and hung them on the balcony to dry, then cleaned the house again, working up a slight fragrant sweat.
The scent of sweat was not strong, carrying a faint fragrance; now, as the two leaned together, that scent rushed into Ling Yun's nostrils, making him involuntarily take a few deep breaths, and he wrapped his arms around her again.
Ye Hui didn't resist at all, quietly leaning in his embrace, and softly said, "Ling Shao, do you like me?"
"I do."
Ling Yun's large hand had already moved down her waist, reaching her thigh, gently kneading through her stockings.
Ye Hui's leg muscles tensed slightly, then quickly relaxed.
"Ling Shao, you will definitely have many women in the future... I, I know I come from a humble background and am not worthy of you, but as long as I am one of your future wives, I will be content."
Listening to her somewhat humble tone, Ling Yun held her tightly and kissed her on the forehead: "Sister Hui, don't call me Ling Shao anymore."
"You are so outstanding, many girls will definitely like you." Ye Hui also reached out and hugged him, "But no matter what they call you, they probably won't call you Ling Shao, right? Can I keep calling you that for now?"
Ling Yun's heart stirred slightly; he turned Ye Hui's body to face him, looked at her bright eyes in the darkness, and kissed her lips again.
He only released her lips when Ye Hui was having some difficulty breathing, then, trembling, pulled open the tie at her neck.
Ye Hui's hand covered his, her voice dry: "No, Ling Shao."
"Can't I?" Ling Yun was at the point of no return; he had read all sorts of miscellaneous magazines and observed many teachers' famous works, so he was naturally incredibly excited to put it into practice.
"Well, I'm a bit inconvenient these past few days..."
"Ah?"
Ling Yun froze there, then, as if to confirm, he squeezed her through her maid skirt.
"How can it be such a coincidence?"
"Ever since I started my period, it's always been this week of every month..." Ye Hui looked at his somewhat dejected expression and couldn't help but chuckle, "Ling Shao, you're not in a rush for these few days, are you?"
"But I'm very hot-blooded right now!"
Ling Yun somewhat domineeringly pulled her into his arms, and Ye Hui, realizing his special state, blushed and gently moved her small hand over.
"How about I help you?"
........
Late at night, a low-key luxury commercial vehicle stopped at the villa entrance.
The woman in the driver's seat got out and used her jade hand, clad in a white glove, to open the back passenger door.
"Chairwoman Bai, we're home."
"Oh, I accidentally fell asleep."
Bai Shuyao opened her eyes and got out of the car, a bit tired, following the small lights illuminating the outside of the yard to the main entrance.
The driver parked the car and walked into the house next door.
The living room was also pitch black; Bai Shuyao carefully changed her shoes, hung her suit jacket on the coat rack by the entrance, and, without even turning on a light, groped her way back to her room.
She didn't dare to make too much noise, afraid of waking her sleeping son.
As she passed Ling Yun's door, she hesitated for a moment, standing at the entrance.
Although she really wanted to peek at her son before going to bed, she still suppressed the urge to open the door.
But things often turn out unexpectedly; just as she was about to leave, the door opened.
The woman who came out from inside almost bumped into her; upon realizing it was the mistress of the house returning, Ye Hui's face turned pale with fright.
Bai Shuyao's face also instantly turned cold; she pressed the switch by the door, and as the lights came on, Ye Hui's hands were wet, and her wrinkled maid uniform and flustered face already explained everything.
"Where's Xiao Yun?"
She didn't explode immediately but spoke this sentence calmly.
Ye Hui, who knew her temper, felt her heart sink, because when Bai Shuyao was truly angry, she wouldn't scream hysterically; instead, it was this calm tone that carried immense pressure.
"Ling Shao is already asleep."
Bai Shuyao glanced through the half-open door; Ling Yun was sleeping soundly and hadn't been woken by their deliberately lowered voices.
"Close the door and come to the study."
Bai Shuyao dropped a sentence and turned to go to the study.
Ye Hui bit her lip; Bai Shuyao's aura was too strong, just a few simple words made her back feel cold.
But no matter what, she had already committed to Ling Yun; even if Bai Shuyao firmly disagreed with her entering the Bai family, she was willing to follow him without a title.
On the other end, Bai Shuyao walked into the study with a calm expression, but the suppressed jealousy in her heart was burning fiercely.
Yes, it was jealousy.
She had never imagined she would be so jealous of a woman; being naturally proud, she had never felt inferior to anyone, nor had any woman ever been worthy of her jealousy.
But when she saw Ye Hui coming out of Ling Yun's room, for that instant, she wanted to act like a shrew, leaving a few claw marks on Ye Hui's pitiable small face to vent her Qi.
However, after calming down, she felt she was being extreme.
Yes, Xiao Yun has grown up, he's a 20-year-old young man now.
Young people of this age usually have the most vigorous Life Qi, and he doesn't have a girlfriend; she's busy with work and often not home.
In the past six months, Ye Hui has spent more time with him than she has, so it's inevitable that sparks would fly.
Her ability to judge people was not bad; Ye Hui was self-respecting and had no bad habits, so she was indeed a very good choice.
But why am I jealous?
While she was lost in thought, Ye Hui, who had prepared herself for verbal abuse or even a beating, arrived at the study door.
"Madam."
"Come in and close the door."
Ye Hui's fingers were intertwined, and her teeth had bitten deep marks into her lower lip from the pressure.
She closed the study door, only to see Bai Shuyao stand up and walk directly towards her.
She immediately closed her eyes, ducked her head, ready to receive the other's painful blow.
But the imagined drama of a wealthy family did not happen to her; Bai Shuyao helped her straighten her maid uniform, which had been rumpled by Ling Yun, and said gently, "How long have you two been together?"
"Ah?"
"What 'ah'? Do you think I'm stupid?" Bai Shuyao smiled faintly, "Coming out of his room so late, don't tell me you two were playing games in there?"
"Actually, not really..."
Looking at the girl who seemed a bit afraid of her, Bai Shuyao ruffled her hair: "I'm not some evil Mother-in-law, why are you so scared of me?"
"Not exactly, it's just... I just unconsciously get a little nervous."
Bai Shuyao pulled her to sit on a chair, looked at her slender figure and pretty appearance, and squeezed her small hand: "Xiao Hui, how old are you?"
"25."
"Five years older than Ling Yun."
Ye Hui's heart skipped a beat, but Bai Shuyao's next words dispelled her concerns.
"A woman three years older brings good fortune; you have more than that, so it's a good thing."
"Madam, aren't you angry with me?" Ye Hui looked at Bai Shuyao blankly.
"What Qi could I be angry about? I can't really interfere with you young people's affairs.
However, Xiao Yun still has class tomorrow; I won't interfere with your freedom, but these things still need to be restrained a bit; during school, you should rest early."
Realizing that Bai Shuyao had misunderstood, Ye Hui, who had intended to explain, said nothing more.
This is good too; Madam has agreed to our relationship.
As for the misunderstanding... let it be a misunderstanding; if my good friend hadn't come today, it might have actually happened.
After Ye Hui left, the smile on Bai Shuyao's face gradually faded, clearly, that previous demeanor was somewhat false.
"Xiao Yun, don't you want Mother anymore?"
Bai Shuyao's face showed a wronged expression; they say a man forgets his Mother once he has a wife, and she was very afraid that Ling Yun would be taken away by other women.
"No, Xiao Yun is still growing, he can't be unrestrained; I need to know if she listened to my words."
She clenched her small fists, a plan forming in her mind.
Chapter 3: Wall-Slamming the School Belle
The next morning, Ling Yun opened his eyes and stretched, looking at the luxurious ceiling.
A new day, how wonderful.
"Good morning, Brother, it's 7 AM now ~"
"Morning, Little Xi."
Little Xi's voice sounded in his ear; Ling Yun sat up and smiled, looking at the neatly folded clothes by his bed.
The clothes carried the fresh scent of laundry detergent; Ye Hui had placed them there for him before she left last night.
He hummed a tune as he walked to the washroom, and after cleaning up, he came to the living room.
"Xiao Yun, you're up so early today?" Bai Shuyao walked out of her room and greeted him.
Usually, Ling Yun would sleep until around 8 AM, so Ye Hui wouldn't prepare breakfast too early; at this moment, she had just started making porridge, and hearing Bai Shuyao's words, she also looked up at Ling Yun and gave him a slight smile.
"Morning, Mom, Sister Hui."
Ye Hui had already changed back into her casual clothes, a simple long-sleeved shirt and jeans combination, which accentuated her two straight legs, making them appear even longer.
Her figure was quite well-proportioned, and her slender back made Ling Yun recall the taste of last night.
Ye Hui also said good morning to him; with Bai Shuyao present, she couldn't say much more.
Bai Shuyao was wearing a thin nightgown; her perfect figure, which overshadowed all other females, was enveloped by the loose fabric.
The hem of the skirt reached a little below her knees, and her two slender calves were dazzlingly white.
However, Ling Yun wasn't focused on her attire; his gaze remained on Ye Hui, which caused a pang of sourness in Bai Shuyao's heart, and she walked to his side.
"Xiao Yun, shall I take you to school today?"
"Ah? Just let Ma Xuan Jie take me."
Bai Shuyao's female driver was named Ma Xuan; she had grown up in the Bai family, served in the military, and had also studied martial arts for a period under Ling Yun's aunt, Bai Yiyi, also moonlighting as a personal bodyguard.
It wasn't that Bai Yiyi hadn't thought of teaching Ling Yun martial arts, but after experiencing horse stance and leg presses as a child, he refused to practice anymore.
"I don't have much going on at the company today, and I'll let Ma Xuan rest for a day too."
Bai Shuyao naturally linked arms with Ling Yun and led him to sit on the sofa.
As Mother approached, Ling Yun smelled a very familiar mature body fragrance, but since he was grown now, getting too close to his Mother might make others mistakenly think he was a mama's boy, so he subtly moved a little to the side.
Seeing his action, Bai Shuyao's beautiful brows furrowed; she leaned over and whispered, "Xiao Yun, don't you like Mother anymore?"
Ling Yun glanced at her resentful eyes, instinctively feeling guilty, and took her soft, boneless small hand, bringing it to his mouth and kissing it: "You'll always be my most beautiful Mother, how could I not like you?"
"Then tell me honestly, is Mother more beautiful, or is your Sister Hui more beautiful?"
Ling Yun raised an eyebrow slightly; he didn't know what was wrong with his Mother today, to ask such a question.
"You naughty boy, don't think I don't know about what's going on between you and Xiao Hui!"