Surprise! The Straight Man Long Aotian Actually Steals the Villain's Skirt - Chapter 28: The Greedy and Malicious Little Nanny 6

Chapter 28: The Greedy and Malicious Little Nanny 6

Lu Chengjin’s chest heaved, his eyebrows twitching. He felt the lingering sweetness of pear juice in his mouth transform into another cloying fragrance that recklessly spread through his internal organs.

He could even sense the little nanny’s fluid still slowly trailing down his throat.

The methods used in red-light districts to seduce customers had actually reached such extremes.

And he didn’t even have the right to resist.

[Protagonist’s Pain Value +10! Current Protagonist’s Pain Value: 45]

Xie Rong yawned and lightly patted his face. If I find out you’ve been secretly reporting on me again, don’t expect to eat anymore. You’ll just drink my fluid—however much I feed you, you’ll drink. Understood?

Lu Chengjin closed his eyes and slowly nodded.

Good boy, Xie Rong stood up, lowering his head to stroke the ruby brooch on his chest. I’m going to take a nap. Since you have nothing better to do, young master, you can wash the clothes and mop the floors. Also, the tangerine tree I just planted in front of the villa—from now on, it’s the most precious tree here. You must water it daily. If it loses even one leaf, that necklace might lose something too.After speaking, Xie Rong briskly returned to the room he had taken over, changed into an expensive silk nightgown that nearly touched the floor, closed his eyes, and fell asleep, seemingly acting as if he were the lady of the villa.

Before Xie Rong arrived, Lu Chengjin had lived eighteen years as a pampered young master. Even after his parents’ accidental deaths and being confined to this villa under surveillance, no one had ever dared to openly disrespect him.

Let alone slap him, mock him for being mute, or force him to drink that kind of fluid.

Lu Chengjin glanced at his reddened hand where the little nanny had sat, then stood and walked to his former room, gently pushing the door open.

Through the crack, his dark eyes beneath his forehead hair peered inside.

The room’s curtains were tightly drawn. Two torn thigh-high socks hung from the piano, and the little nanny lay in his bed, one pale foot sticking out from under the covers, breathing deeply in sound sleep.

The door slowly opened wider. Lu Chengjin moved without a sound, stopping by the bedside to look down at Xie Rong.

Ten minutes later, Lu Chengjin closed the door and left.

…

Xie Rong slept until five in the afternoon.

He drowsily yawned, instinctively reaching to adjust his loose underwear. Huh?

Lifting the covers, he looked.

A bright red underwear was tightly stretched over his body.

His missing underwear had somehow returned to him.

System, what happened while I was asleep?

The White Slime stretched lazily, imitating him. [Host, please wait, let me check.]

After a minute.

[Host, during the five hours you were asleep, there was a ten-minute period where the system was automatically blocked for some reason.]

As the supervisor of a fast-transmigration task performer, the system would only trigger blocking during certain sensitive, inappropriate viewing moments.

Xie Rong quickly dismissed it.

[Host, we’re approaching the next plot point soon. We shouldn’t wander around randomly lately.]

Next month would be the protagonist’s nineteenth birthday.

Then, other families friendly with the Lu family would attend a banquet at the Lu ancestral home.

On the evening of the banquet, the protagonist, as the birthday star, would appear in splendid attire. The malicious little nanny would immediately covet the golden buttons on the protagonist’s sleeves and reach out to touch them, only to be avoided by the protagonist.

Enraged, the little nanny would wrestle with the protagonist, but the commotion would attract many people. Taking advantage of the protagonist’s muteness, he would falsely accuse the protagonist of bullying him.

The scandal involving the second young master of the Lu family had instantly spread throughout the entire elite circle on the day of his birthday banquet.

The Lu family’s reputation was utterly ruined, and the protagonist’s standing within the Lu Corporation was largely destroyed. Unfortunately for the antagonist, his triumph was destined to be short-lived. Later, the protagonist quietly gathered evidence and exposed the Little nanny’s abuse, finally venting his anger and sending the Little nanny to prison.

At eight o’clock on the evening of the birthday banquet, the Lu family’s old mansion.

Xie Rong held a tray, one hand tugging irritably at the white stockings that kept slipping down.

That damned butler of the Lu mansion, claiming his eyesight was failing due to age, had actually given him a maid’s uniform by mistake.

And these annoying high heels were making his feet ache terribly!

He had already hidden on the second floor, but there were still oblivious guests approaching him, insisting he pour them a drink. Even after finishing their drinks, they wouldn’t leave, lingering around him with ambiguous intentions, striking up conversations as if they knew he was slacking off and were keeping an eye on him for the Lu family.

These annoying rich people just had too much time on their hands.

Host, the protagonist has come to the second floor!

Xie Rong also heard the footsteps.

Unhurried, steady, and powerful.

He turned to look.

The man was wearing a well-tailored gray suit, walking toward him while talking on the phone.

Perhaps because he had dressed up specially for the occasion, though it was the same face, it had completely shed its youthful innocence. His facial features were sharp and three-dimensional, and his entire demeanor exuded stability.

Xie Rong, in his high heels, stepped forward to block the man’s path.

He glanced at the golden cufflink on the man’s wrist and reached out his hand.

The man frowned slightly, ended the call, and looked at him calmly. The second floor is no place for a maid.

I’ve even slept in your room, so why can’t I come to the second floor? Xie Rong stared directly at the gleaming golden cufflink, hooking the man’s sleeve with his fingertip and pulling it toward himself. I like this cufflink.

The man looked at him and said softly, This cufflink is too ordinary. It doesn’t suit you.

You won’t give it to me? Xie Rong narrowed his eyes, not realizing that someone who hadn’t spoken for years shouldn’t be able to converse with him so fluently. He stepped forward to grab the cufflink on the man’s sleeve.

But he was no match for the man at all.

Xie Rong was like a kitten with its paws clamped, lifted by the man with one hand and pressed against the wall.

This mute actually dared to resist him!

Then don’t blame him.

Other chaotic footsteps could be heard on the second floor, likely other guests drawn by the commotion.

Wait… Host… Hold on!

Xie Rong suddenly threw himself into the man’s arms, lowered his head, and bit the collar of the shoulder strap, tearing it forcefully.

A large expanse of snow-white skin was exposed to the air, the delicate, prominent shoulder blades pressing against the man’s chest.

The man seemed taken aback by his actions, freezing for a few seconds but not pushing him away.

In that brief moment of hesitation, Xie Rong had already started crying. Many guests, drawn by the sound, crowded into the hallway. When they saw the scene, they fell into an eerie silence.

The young man pinned against the wall by the man was the very pageboy they had been searching for but couldn’t find.

When they first entered the banquet hall, they had noticed this striking youth standing in the corner.

Dressed in the standard black-and-white maid uniform, he clearly wasn’t some wealthy patron’s pampered pet. No one could believe that anyone would be willing to place such a unique treasure in a banquet hall surrounded by hungry wolves, exposed to prying eyes.

So they took turns approaching, using the excuse of having the young servant pour wine to get closer, but perhaps they were too frequent and ended up scaring him away.

Now that they had found him again, he had actually been bullied to such a state! His eyes were red from crying!

Xie Rong slightly trembled his exposed shoulders. Has the task not been completed yet?

[Host… I think you’ve got the wrong person.] The system covered its face, not daring to look.

Xie Rong looked back and met the man’s deep, overwhelmingly oppressive gaze, then turned his head hesitantly toward the other end of the corridor.

Lu Chengjin, with his meticulously styled slicked-back hair and wearing a suit of a similar color to the man’s, stood tall and straight among the crowd, having watched him for who knows how long.