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Ji Ya saw Shen Yuan to the door of the villa and bowed slightly, "Mr. Shen, good night."

"Mmm, good night."

Shen Yuan replied and hesitated as he climbed the steps but then turned around and said, "If you don't want to do this job, you can also come to Southern Province to find me."

Ji Ya pressed her reddened lips together, "Mr. Shen, are you planning to take care of me?"

"It's not about taking care of you."

Shen Yuan said with a smile, "You work for me, and I provide you with compensation. Of course, when necessary, you need to fulfill the duties of a temporary girlfriend."

Temporary girlfriend... Ji Ya smiled teasingly. Mr. Shen really had a way of making keeping a mistress sound refined and elegant.

Filled with curiosity, Ji Ya asked, "Besides being a temporary girlfriend, what other work do I need to do for you?"

"You'll know when you come."

"You have one month to consider it. No waiting after the deadline."

With that said, Shen Yuan turned around and entered the villa.

In fact, his thoughts were quite simple. Since a respectable woman had already found herself in difficult waters, rather than letting her drift aimlessly, why not fish her into his own pond?

A personal butler from a high-end hotel would still be useful by his side.

Moreover, Ji Ya had already developed a 60% Feel-good Index towards him, and it was time to generate profit.

Ji Ya watched Shen Yuan's figure disappear into view and then turned to leave.

Under the dim streetlights, the tapping of Ji Ya's heels echoed on the ground while a myriad of worries cluttered her mind.

After the half-coerced, half-willing events of the evening, Ji Ya suddenly found herself ridiculous.

The dignity and bottom line she had always upheld were easily breached by Mr. Shen.

She had thought she wasn't so greedy for money, but after accepting Mr. Shen's 50,000 yuan, she actually felt a secret thrill at the advantage gained?

"Am I still myself?"

Ji Ya couldn't help questioning herself internally.

She also thought about what Mr. Shen had said, and it seemed he wasn't wrong at all. In fact, deep down, she had always been looking forward to something happening with him, she just hadn't realized it, or rather, didn't want to admit it.

What hurt her most was the realization that her humble dignity and bottom lines were starkly labeled with a price in Mr. Shen's eyes.

Although Mr. Shen didn't put it so bluntly, wasn't that the gist of it?

When Ji Ya returned to the hotel front desk, she was ready to clock out and rest on the second floor, processing the night's events, when Su Li called out to her.

"Oh, our Caretaker Ji is back, huh? Seems like you've made quite the profit tonight?"

Su Li stood up from the sofa in the corner, her arms crossed over her chest, and commented with sarcasm and scorn.

"Let's talk about whatever it is tomorrow, I'm tired."

Ji Ya didn't want to deal with her and headed straight for the elevator.

"It's really laughable. You say you won't give spa services to clients, but didn't you end up going all the way?"

Unyielding, Su Li mocked, "Some people just play both sides."

Su Li spoke so offensively only because she felt that Ji Ya had "stolen" what should have been her second half and earned money she shouldn't have earned.

Ji Ya found this somewhat amusing, considering that Mr. Shen had initially wanted her to go, and it was Su Li who had insisted on accompanying him. When Mr. Shen didn't want her services, she shifted the blame onto Ji Ya.

"Did you wait here all this time just to say these things?"

Ji Ya was no pushover, stepping closer and looking her in the eye, "So are you infuriated now?"

To admit anger meant conceding half a defeat. With a "hmpf," Su Li replied contemptuously, "I'm hardly infuriated. I just think some people are hypocrites, pretending to be purer than anyone else when in reality they're nothing but vulgar seductresses."

"To speak so harshly, you must be angry."

Ji Ya was in no hurry, speaking deliberately, "Mr. Shen is quite generous; not only did he transfer 50,000 to me, but he also asked me to pick out gifts from luxury boutiques in the next few days. Is that enough for you to understand?"

Su Li's complexion immediately darkened followed by a pang of heartache.

She thought that Mr. Shen would have given maybe 20,000 or 30,000 at most, but to her surprise it was 50,000, and he even planned to help Ji Ya pick other gifts.

All of it should have belonged to her.

With a faint smile, Ji Ya revealed her harmless grin, "Sister Su Li, how much do you usually make in one night? It must be more or less around this figure, right?"

Su Li's face turned frightfully gloomy, growing more loathful as she looked at Ji Ya. Usually, with generous clients, she'd only get 10,000 to 20,000 at most, with most hovering around 5,000 to 8,000; she had never encountered one giving 50,000.

And Ji Ya hadn't finished with her yet, adding, "Additionally, Mr. Shen also wants to keep me, Sister Su Li. Have you ever come across such a client? How do you usually deal with them?"

"Keep you?"

Snorting, Su Li ridiculed, "You spend one night, and now he wants to keep you? You must be living in a fantasy."

"Believe it or not, that's up to you."

Ji Ya turned and headed for the elevator, casually dropping a comment, "I'm thinking about it too. Should I keep toiling away with you or become a mistress instead?"

Clenching her molars, Su Li watched the disdainful Ji Ya and cursed inwardly a thousand times.

"Sister Su Li."

Xiaomin, who had been enjoying the spectacle, quietly approached Su Li, "I think what Caretaker Ji said is probably true. She's not one to boast, and considering Mr. Shen has so much money, keeping a mistress is nothing to him but a drop in the bucket."

"As if I needed your opinion!"

Su Li glared at her before storming out agitatedly.

For Su Li, if she couldn't find a decent, modest man with a bit of money, then being kept would be the best outcome.

Neither having to play the role of a wife, nor to enjoy a wife's treatment, and with money and companionship in tow, isn't that wonderful?

However, she'd never met a man who wanted to provide for her.

If there were any, they were only using the guise of financial support to freeload.

It really was a dog's life; how could Ji Ya have stepped in such dogshit?

"Why are you taking your anger out on me when the two of you are fighting?"

Xiaomin's expression was gloomy as she muttered to herself.

...

The next morning, Shen Yuan got up from bed at Chen Na's soft call.

"Shen Yuan, Shen Yuan, time to get up for breakfast."

Shen Yuan opened his eyes groggily to find Chen Na's delicate face in front of him and the verdant bamboo outside the window.

He sat up and stretched, then went to the dining table after brushing his teeth and washing his face.

Ji Ya had already prepared breakfast, and the table was laden with not just rice noodles but also snacks Shen Yuan couldn't name.

"Mr. Shen, good morning."

Ji Ya greeted him with a sweet smile and then introduced thoughtfully, "These are all specialty snacks from Southern Yunnan; this is rice cake, this is Xizhou flat round cake, this is flaky meat bun, this is grilled rice cake...."

Shen Yuan glanced at the female caretaker, his expression and gestures unchanged, as if nothing had happened the night before.

Shen Yuan acted as if nothing was amiss, accepting the chopsticks Ji Ya handed him and began to eat his breakfast.

Chen Na had no idea who had ended up with Shen Yuan's billions last night, she only knew he must have spent quite a bit, otherwise, he wouldn't have returned after midnight.
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As for Chen Xinyu, the naive little aunt, she vaguely heard her brother-in-law had gone out last night, but she didn't know what for.

At 8:30 a.m., the trio got ready to leave, with Shen Yuan putting on the sunglasses Chen Na had prepared for him.

"Mr. Shen, Miss Chen, good morning."

Old Xiang, the driver, was already waiting at the door, and after bowing slightly in greeting, he courteously opened the electric sliding door for them. Once all three passengers were aboard, they set off.

On the way to Dian Lake, Shen Yuan recalled the trip he took with Zhou Wanting to Phoenix Ancient City. They had planned a 3-day, 2-night stay but ended up spending nearly the full two days in the hotel and only half a day sightseeing.

Thinking about it, he was rather naive to waste time and money going to a tourist spot just to hang out in a hotel room.

Following Chen Na's plan, the first stop was Dian Lake. Old Xiang knew the route and drove the three to Haigeng Dam.

Alighting from the car, the expansive view caught their eyes; the lake was clear and shimmering blue, complemented by the blue sky and white clouds.

The weather was nice too, with no burning sun, just a pleasant breeze that made one feel comfortable inside.

There were also many seagulls, some skimming over the lake, others feeding in the wetlands.

Looking at such beautiful nature, Shen Yuan felt an unexplainable sense of relief and satisfaction.

No matter how thick the filters or how impressive the Photoshop, online photos couldn't compare to experiencing it yourself, not even one-tenth.

"Sister, it's so pretty here."

Chen Xinyu exclaimed with her little mouth agape in awe.

Like Shen Yuan, she had never left the province from childhood until now, so the sights before her were particularly startling.

"Indeed."

Chen Na, gazing at the clear lake, couldn't help but reply.

Today, Chen Na wore a casual white outfit, less sexy than the knit sweater of the day before but with more vitality.

She tied her hair in a ponytail and wore the same model sunglasses as Shen Yuan; the glasses rested on her straight nose bridge, covering half of her already small face, leaving only her rosy lips and a delicate jawline visible.

Xinyu didn't wear sunglasses, revealing a lively and radiant face; as she admired the scenery, she sneakily glanced at Shen Yuan, her fair cheeks tinged with a faint blush.

Shen Yuan stood between the two of them, taking out his phone to capture the scene.

"Shen Yuan, how about we take a picture together here?"

Chen Na suggested.

"Sure, I'll find someone to help us take it."

Shen Yuan immediately agreed and, just then, a group of four or five guys passed by. Shen Yuan called out, "Guys, could you help us take a picture?"

The young men appeared somewhat green and judging by their clothes, they were likely college students. When they turned and saw Shen Yuan and the two girls beside him, their eyes paused momentarily.

Appearing somewhat introverted and caught off guard by the presence of the attractive women, they took a moment to respond.

After a brief pause, a bespectacled guy with a bit more courage stepped forward, smiling, "I'll take it for you."

The bespectacled guy guessed from the looks of the two women that they must be sisters. He surmised that the sister wearing sunglasses was likely this man's partner, and as for the other sister, she was clearly single.

When you're out having fun, it's best to be bold—get her contact details, and perhaps something might come of it.

The bespectacled guy was quite confident in himself and had even learned a trick on TikTok: when you encounter this situation, use your own phone to take the photo, then later use the excuse of sending the picture to add the girl on WeChat.

"Bro, use my phone; I bought mine for over ten thousand, the camera's pretty good," he offered genially.

His offer not only showed his generosity but also subtly boasted that he owned a phone worth over ten thousand.

Still a college student and owning such an expensive phone implies a well-off family background; the bespectacled guy felt it was worthwhile to show off a bit.

Shen Yuan's eyelid twitched. This guy with the glasses was pretty bold, eyeing his little aunt like that.