Chapter 30.2

She was in the rising stage of her career, and because of the livestream, she had stopped working for two days to accompany this disappointing little slave of hers while she messed around. Hard work, hard work.

Yan Qingqiu also got out of the car. She took out the note from the morning from her pocket, crossed out a few lines, and deliberately said, “It’s all the master’s orders!”

“Then I’ll give you a score.” Song Qingre said, “You performed well today. Fifty points.”

Hearing that fifty points, Yan Qingqiu looked at her one more time, almost thinking the things in her mind had been seen through by her.

“Miss, dinner is ready,” the butler stood at the door and called them.

The sky had already gone completely dark. The chill had risen. The warm light from the living room shone over the steps. Yan Qingqiu rubbed her arms and felt that it would soon be time to wear long sleeves.

Yan Fu had also come home for dinner today. He had already sat at the table early. The table was set with dishes they would eat. Hearing that she had caught a cold today, he asked with concern, “Did you take your medicine on time? Is it before meals or after meals?”

“After meals. Don’t worry.” Yan Qingqiu sat at the table and said, “By the way, Dad, arrange some bodyguards for me later.”

“What’s wrong?” Everyone looked at her.

“For work. I’ve offended too many people recently, and I’m afraid I’ll get beaten when I go out.”

“All right.” Yan Fu nodded. Looking at the two people across from him eating almost in sync, the smile at the corner of his mouth was nearly impossible to hold back. There was progress. Their relationship line had progress.

Later, if he arranged some kind of holiday event, there would definitely be major progress.

Yan Qingqiu finished eating first. Worried about exposing her Alpha identity, she secretly opened her medicine boxes upstairs.

The system asked: [Do you want to redeem your gift now?]

Yan Qingqiu was not in a hurry. She knew her own brain too well. It definitely would not be any proper gift. Even if she wanted to redeem it, it would have to be in the dead of night, when everyone was asleep.

Yan Qingqiu asked: [Forget the gift or whatever. I’m pretty rich now too. I can buy gifts myself. Help me redeem something else.]

System: [What thing? Please bring it up.]

Yan Qingqiu said: [I remember that at the beginning, unauthorized copy when I answered the questions, there were a lot of *. Help me reveal the *** so I can see what kind of questions were that wild. I’ll make mental preparations first.]

The system was silent for a few seconds, as if it had specially helped check once. Then it said: [Sorry, that isn’t really possible.]

Yan Qingqiu resisted the urge to curse at it and said with a strange tone: [Then how do you still have the nerve to call it a reward? You didn’t understand my desire at all. Money doesn’t work. This doesn’t work. That doesn’t work. What do you even have?]

The system was affected by her tone: [Don’t you want to do it the most?]

Yan Qingqiu was shocked. System, can you stop saying such astonishing things!

System: [The “thirst” I’m talking about is that kind of thirst. What did you think I meant?]

Damn it. It had actually seen through her.

Yan Qingqiu worked hard to become rational. Now was not the time for erotic things. She continued: [If you can’t erase the entire question, then reveal the ** in Song Qingre’s personality section for me. That should work, right?]

System: [Since you are my host, and as long as you don’t die, we still have to cooperate for a long time, I’ll tell you a secret in advance. When the first stage reaches 70% plot points, we will reveal it to you.]

Yan Qingqiu gave a heh.

What use was that?

By then, maybe she would have dug it out herself.

What was the point of the system? It simply refused to spoil the plot.

Angry retching. Disgusting.

[Trash.]

The system played a burst of noise in her mind, buzzing loudly. Yan Qingqiu took a deep breath, swallowed the medicine, and pressed her temples to recover.

She still felt a little uncomfortable.

Yan Qingqiu leaned against the door, pinched the pills, stuffed them into her mouth, and swallowed them in one breath. Her nose was still a little itchy. She took her phone and sent Song Qingre a message: [Master, do you need me to prepare bathwater? Shall I continue my service today? I can go to your room early.]

After sending it, she took out the rules and secretly peeked at them again.

Her face went red. Her face went red.

Downstairs, Song Qingre replied to her: [No need. You have a cold today. Rest early.]

Song Qingre was still sitting at the table, holding a stylus and drawing on her tablet. She had to work overtime a little today. After she worked for about an hour, the butler brought her a plate of fruit.

When she looked at the screen again, her gaze first fell on the trash can beside her. There was not much trash inside, only a few paper balls crumpled very, very small. A maid was cleaning the trash.

Song Qingre called the maid over, put on gloves, then picked up several paper balls from inside. She unfolded them one by one. Seeing the contents, she could not help laughing softly. Her fingers pressed against her cheek. She went to take the stylus to help revise them, then remembered this thing could not write on paper. She put down the pen, then remembered this was a discarded draft.

She continued unfolding them, all the way until the last one.

[Miss Yan held her wet face and said, “Good baby, I wasn’t saying you’re homosexual. Actually, I love you so much I can’t stand it.”

Song Qingre turned her face away. She gritted her teeth hard, took one step forward, firmly turned her head aside, and said, “I’m sorry, I already don’t like you anymore. Leave. I won’t be that humble again.”

Miss Yan continued chasing her, coaxing her. “Baby, believe me. Although there are some things I can’t say out loud, listen…”

She grabbed Miss Song’s hand and placed it on her chest. Her strong, steady heartbeat represented her loyalty.

But Song Qingre did not seem to want to listen to her explanation.

Miss Yan also did not know what to do. She raised her hand and pressed her against the wall. Then Miss Song’s fingers pinched her fair neck, forcefully pressing down, evading and venting her hatred.

“Baby, what will make you believe me?” Miss Yan was so desperate that her tears fell like rain. “I don’t know what happened either… Why did I hurt you? It was like my heart was controlled. I didn’t truly want to hurt you, baby. Forgive me, okay? I’ll do anything you ask.”

“I don’t need you to do anything.” Miss Song looked at her with pitch-black eyes.

“Sleep with me. However many days you hurt me, however many days you wounded me, give yourself to me for that many days. I’ll tie you up, day and night, and play until I’m tired of it.”]

Song Qingre stared at those words. Her brows furrowed slightly, and the curve at the corner of her lips was not quite a smile. It looked more like she was pondering.

The maid beside her softly called out to her, somewhat frightened. “Miss Song, do you want to throw away the trash?”

Song Qingre looked at the paper balls by her hand and restrained her expression. “No need.”

Upstairs, Yan Qingqiu lay in the bathtub taking a bath. She did not wash her hair today, afraid her cold would get worse. She continued negotiating with the system.

[You wouldn’t watch me bathe, right?]

System: [I’m only an AI. I’m not as lustful as you.]

Yan Qingqiu’s legs were draped over both sides of the bathtub. After all, she was not a proper person and also heard the implication in the system’s words. The gift it was definitely going to give her had to involve some very ** thing.

She finished bathing first, wrapped herself in a bath towel, and returned to the room. She first closed the door tightly and asked: [You’re not going to give me some erotic little toys, are you? Forget that. I have money myself. It’s just that I don’t dare buy them right now. Giving me that is pretty meaningless. It’ll only bring me endless embarrassment. Besides, converted into money, it’s not worth much.]

Yan Qingqiu said very knowingly: [A person like me would die from awkwardness. If you bought them for me, someone would definitely see them. Maybe when I go pick them up, they’ll fall out with a clatter, and the person who sees them will say, Little Qiuqiu likes this? I’ll help you put it in.] She had read too many erotic novels like this. In the end, she would still have to use them herself. Besides, calculating it all out, it was not worth much and was not worthwhile. Better to exchange for something else.

System: [Aren’t you looking down on our authority a little too much?]

Yan Qingqiu thought about it. Aside from that.

She could not think of anything else she desired. She opened her shopping cart and looked at the things inside that she wanted to buy but had not bought. She asked: [Then what else can you do? Give me Fierce A Treasure Manual and Ten [Read on BaiLianTales]Classic Videos for AO Communication? But that’s only worth a few dollars.]

System: [It is definitely something you cannot buy. Of course, what you want to buy is also possible.]

As they chatted, Yan Qingqiu’s curiosity was actually stirred up. Yan Qingqiu asked: [Is it proper?]

System: [Rather than proper, it’s more accurate to say it’s hot.]

Yan Qingqiu: […What?]

The system said: [Through your previous livestream content, it is clear you very much want to challenge your weak point and strongly desire this. Therefore, when we learned that you especially desired having 365 wives, we immediately helped you apply for a benefit! So this time, I specially applied for double 365 wives for you! Exciting or not? Do you like it? 365 wives, each with a different style!]

Luckily, Yan Qingqiu had climbed out of the bathtub, or else she would have choked to death on bathwater. She could not hold back and cursed out loud, “Are you crazy? Three hundred and sixty-five wives? Who can handle that? I was just talking!”

System: [Each one is a beauty, sexy and slender! They can satisfy all your fantasies~ You can also do whatever you want~]

Yan Qingqiu was frightened stupid by it. This idiot system. Fortunately, she had been smart for once and had not chosen to redeem directly. If she had redeemed it, what would happen? [You can produce 365 people?? Your authority is that big? You’re too terrifying!]

She wanted to curse!

But damn it, what should she do now that her curiosity had been stirred up? She really wanted to know how the system would legally give her 365 wives. What kind of battlefield would that be? Damn.

System: [Don’t worry. As long as you need it, I can immediately redeem it for you. Legal 365 beauties, and all of them look according to your preferences. They’re the 365 wives your heart desires~ Do you want them? Are you tempted~ The kind you can do whatever you want with~ They’ll also love you wholeheartedly.]

Fuck.

What kind of messy advertisement was this? Was this a lewd game?!

Yan Qingqiu’s curiosity had been provoked by it. It was not that she wanted those 365 wives. Mainly, she was curious about how the system would create 365 wives for her!

She bit her finger and laughed to death.

She felt the system was doing it on purpose, clearly knowing she had already been labeled a “little slave” by Song Qingre, yet still using this to tempt her. “Then, then, can I look at photos first? A system’s aesthetics should be different from humans. What if you give me 365 robots? That would also be… too cold.”

System: [You can refuse the gift. I cannot show you photos. It concerns the setting. If you don’t want it, forget it. I can withdraw it.]

This was truly difficult. It was rare to play ​stolen content​a game once. If she did not see the scene of 365 wives crazily chasing her, she would feel very reluctant.

How hateful.

This game had really grasped her tightly.

Sure enough, she did desire it a little.

Yan Qingqiu gritted her teeth and said: [Trash game! If you give me 365 wives, I’ll become a human trafficker. I feel like this double reward of yours is worse than just giving me the toys!]

The system was silent for a moment. After being scolded by her repeatedly, it got angry. Its tone became especially cold. [Please keep your mouth clean. We are a proper erotic game, not a trash game. Do not insult us.]

Yan Qingqiu pressed her lips together, then heard the system deliberately say: [All right. I will immediately replace it for you with 360 x 2 toys! Please pay attention and receive them!]

[…]

[Fuck you, fuck your whole family! Others will think I’m stocking inventory! You bitch! Wait for me!]

Yan Qingqiu shouted in grief and anger, “Even livestock couldn’t use this many!”

The system said coldly: [Last chance. Then, please choose what you want!]

Outside the door, Song Qingre, who had been about to knock, lifted her hand, then lowered it again. “Livestock?” Who was livestock?

Author’s Note:

Wives or toys? Everyone, please choose—

You only get one chance.