The Young Lady is a Bit Unruly [Fragrant Harbor] - Chapter 29: An Itch That Steals One's Soul

Chapter 29: An Itch That Steals One’s Soul

Qingtang Street, nestled against the Silver Snake Mountain and surrounded on all sides by bustling markets, was surprisingly quiet.

At this moment, Ye Baoling felt like one of those women giving birth in period dramas, with her legs propped up.

She wasn’t sure whether she should eat the apple in her hand or not.

Hiss!

The sensation was cool and strange, but not unpleasant.

Ye Huaizhang applied the medicine with utmost seriousness, swallowing hard as he maintained a steady gaze without letting his eyes wander.

He wanted to suck, to lick, to bite.

Exciting images flooded his mind while distinctive scents assaulted his nostrils, crashing over him rapidly.

He quickened his movements, struggling not to be seduced by that delicate blossom.

Gently tending to it.

After finishing the application, he averted his gaze, discarded the cotton swab, and screwed the cap back on the medicine bottle.

He even thoughtfully helped her put her underwear back on.

Crunch.

Ye Baoling took a bite of her apple.

Ye Huaizhang looked up to see her freshly washed face glowing with a rosy hue.

She met his gaze, then glanced at the apple in her hand, awkwardly asking, Want some apple?

Clearly, whether he ate the apple or not wasn’t important.

He didn’t answer the question, instead saying, Don’t get it wet for half an hour.

Oh. For once, she responded obediently.

He placed the medicine bottle in the cabinet and gathered his clothes to take a shower.

After finishing her apple and brushing her teeth, Ye Baoling went to watch her soap opera on time.

She had gradually become accustomed to it – even the less-than-clear picture quality had become tolerable.

By the time the 45-minute episode ended, he finally emerged from the bathroom.

She teased, Took you long enough. Were you trying to scrub your skin off?

Pulling back the covers to get into bed, he hadn’t planned to explain, but worried she might think he’d been pleasuring himself in the bathroom, he said, I was thinking in the bathtub.

About what?

Instead of answering directly, he asked, Weren’t you going to convince my grandmother to invest in Dapeng Port? What, don’t you want that million anymore?

Of course Ye Baoling hadn’t forgotten. Don’t I have a month? There’s still time.

Her focus was currently on Su Man Jewelry.

She’d deal with it after making her first profit tomorrow.

Are you that anxious? she pressed.

He was anxious.

But he stubbornly refused to admit it: Not anxious. Just reminding you that thanks to my efforts, Grandmother is already wavering. If you want to earn that million, you’d better hurry. Otherwise, she might agree before you even make your move.

Ye Baoling didn’t believe him. Since when had the person who’d previously called her money-obsessed become so helpful?

Hit a wall with the old lady, did you? Who are you trying to fool?

…

Uncharacteristically patient, he continued, It’s just the final push. Give it a try – you might just get that million.

Ye Baoling intended to try, but not just for the million.

She wanted more.

I can tell you’re really anxious.

I’m not. He absolutely refused to admit it. Noticing the love bite he’d left on her chest the previous night, he changed the subject: From now on, twice a week. Any objections?

Huh?

If you want more, I can make the effort. He said it with complete seriousness.

When Ye Baoling processed his meaning, she touched the mark on her chest. I’m getting the short end of the stick.

How are you getting the short end? Was it uncomfortable? It didn’t sound like you were uncomfortable.

He worked so diligently. Her voice was so pleasing to the ear.

Ye Baoling froze again, trying hard to recall—had she made any sounds last night?

She refused to admit it.

She abruptly sat up, wanting to kick him, but then remembered her injured toe had only just begun to heal and wasn’t fully recovered yet. Ye Baoling held back.

Twice a week is fine, but I want compensation.

She never did anything at a loss.

What compensation?

She glanced at his neatly buttoned pajamas and smiled faintly.

She didn’t say it, but Ye Huaizhang understood instantly.

Ten minutes later, the lights went out for sleep. Ye Huaizhang’s collar was left open, and her slender, pale hands rested on his chest, climbing lightly and heavily in the darkness. When her touches were heavy, they seemed to scrape with a metallic sharpness; when light, they tickled so much it felt as if one’s soul might drift away.

She was enjoying herself comfortably, while he felt as if facing a severe punishment.

It took immense self-control to suppress the rising desire.

Compared to the previous night, the roles had reversed.

In her drowsiness, she still managed to murmur, You have to maintain such a good figure. Don’t let yourself go to pot in middle age like my uncle did.

Ye Huaizhang: …

Did you hear me?

He sighed helplessly and let out a soft hm from his throat.

His hand gently rested on her waist.

Fortunately, she fell asleep quickly and soon grew quiet.

*

Early in the morning, Ye Baoling arrived at the company on time. Surprisingly, Wang Simin was there earlier than her today.

Good morning!

Good morning, Bao Ling! Wang Simin turned to look at her. Wow, you’re glowing today. Did you strike it rich?

Ye Baoling nodded with a smile. You guessed it. Last night, I dreamed the God of Wealth was showering me with money. I’ve decided to sell my Su Man Jewelry stocks today. Better to secure the profits.

Wang Simin asked in surprise, You really dreamed of the God of Wealth?

Really did.

Wang Simin thought for a moment. Then I’ll sell mine too. Are you selling in the morning or the afternoon?

Ye Baoling was slowly offloading her shares as the price rose, with two brokers helping her sell throughout the day.

She couldn’t tell Wang Simin the truth, so she only said, Let’s keep an eye on today’s trends and sell when we can get a good price.

Alright, I’ll follow your lead.

Sister Mei walked in and, hearing them discuss stocks, couldn’t help but envy, I sold mine too early. Now I can only watch you two make money.

Uncle Yuan, on the other hand, was rubbing his hands together, itching to join in. Su Man Jewelry keeps rising every day. It’s so tempting—I want to make some money too. I heard their performance in the first half of the year was excellent. The stock is bound to keep climbing.

Ye Baoling wasn’t authorized to review the financial statements before Su Man Jewelry’s earnings announcement.

However, while organizing the company’s electricity bills recently, she noticed that Su Man Jewelry’s electricity consumption for its stores and workshops in the first half of this year was significantly lower than during the same period in previous years.

For a gold and jewelry manufacturing and sales company, lower electricity usage couldn’t possibly coincide with strong performance.

So, she kindly reminded them, I’ve passed by Su Man Jewelry stores several times recently, and the business seemed rather slow.

Uncle Yuan dismissed her concern. How many stores have you passed? Su Man Jewelry has so many locations across Hong Kong. One store doing poorly doesn’t mean the others are too. Besides, Su Man Jewelry doesn’t rely solely on stores—they have many supply channels we can’t see.

Since he didn’t believe her, Ye Baoling couldn’t possibly tell him that while organizing the electricity bills, she had specifically compared them to last year’s.

Sister Mei was swayed again by Uncle Yuan’s words. If it rises again today, I’ll buy back in.

This idea resonated perfectly with Uncle Yuan, who chuckled, That’s exactly what I was thinking.

Other colleagues who had missed the opportunity earlier also wanted to jump on board. Let’s buy together!

Ye Baoling: …

Truly speechless.

People really can’t earn money beyond their understanding.

Shortly after the market opened in the morning, Hong Kong Tong Industrial jointly held a press conference with Su Man Jewelry and Ge Zhi Jewelry, announcing the successful acquisition of a South African diamond mine.

Since Ge Zhi Jewelry wasn’t listed, investors couldn’t buy its shares, and Hong Kong Tong’s market cap was too large, both major players and retail investors focused on Su Man Jewelry.

Su Man Jewelry’s stock price immediately surged, shooting up in a straight line.

It rose from HK$4.3 per share to HK$7.1, gaining nearly 70% in just one morning!

Watching the soaring stock price, Uncle Yuan and Sister Mei couldn’t resist and made three consecutive bids before finally securing shares.

Even Ye Baoling hadn’t expected such a dramatic rise today. Her cost basis was around two dollars per share—calculating quickly, this was nearly a 300% gain!

Liu Haonan had taken leave today and was specifically operating her account at the securities firm. He called to ask if she was determined to sell.

Ye Baoling initially hesitated—should she sell everything or keep some? But upon reflection, even if it kept rising over the next couple of days, it would likely be the last gasp of the rally. There was no need to squeeze out the very last coin.

After all, there were still Witch stocks waiting for her to pick up easy money later.

Without any attachment, she replied firmly, Stick to the plan.

Simultaneously, worried that Cindy might also waver, she called Cindy and instructed her to sell decisively today.

Meanwhile, Wang Simin watched the skyrocketing stock price and saw Uncle Yuan and Sister Mei buying back in. She felt torn.

Bao Ling, have you sold yours?

Sold.

How much did you make on your 500 shares?

Ye Baoling whispered excitedly, Over HK$2,300! Almost a month’s salary!

Wang Simin was stunned. That much?

How much can I make? I bought back at HK$3.7, 3,000 shares.

Though Ye Baoling wasn’t great with hands-on tasks, she excelled at mental calculations. She widened her eyes dramatically, Selling now would earn you HK$10,200! Three months’ salary!

Wang Simin couldn’t hold on any longer. I trust you. Selling!

Hearing Wang Simin on the phone selling her shares, Uncle Yuan remarked, I saw the news—Su Man Jewelry is announcing their first-half results tomorrow. You should wait until tomorrow to sell.

Sister Mei added, Uncle Yuan and I are buying today and selling tomorrow. Since you’ve already made so much, why not wait until tomorrow? You might earn even more.

Wang Simin covered the phone receiver. My hands are shaking; I can’t hold on. Hello… Broker Chen, your line is so hard to get through… Please sell all my Su Man Jewelry shares…

After hanging up, Wang Simin spread her hands generously and announced, Everybody, afternoon tea is on me today.

A colleague immediately responded, I’ll place the order.

Someone said, Wang Simin’s treating today. Whoever makes money tomorrow can treat next.

Uncle Yuan, always stingy, snorted, Whoever wants to treat can treat. I certainly won’t—I have no money to spare.

The next morning, the stock price opened relatively stable. But after Su Man Jewelry announced its disappointing first-half results with declining profits, the share price plummeted.

Uncle Yuan and Sister Mei listened to the broadcast, distressed that the stock price had fallen so much yet they couldn’t bear to sell, trapped at the peak.

A colleague couldn’t resist teasing him, See, you shouldn’t have said you had no money to treat everyone yesterday. You jinxed it.

Dammit! Uncle Yuan cursed.

Sister Mei also sighed mournfully. When Ye Baoling asked how much she had lost, she frowned and said, I bought 1,000 shares and lost at least 500 already.

Oh, that’s not too bad.

Holding on might lead to greater losses, but Ye Baoling refrained from giving them further advice since they wouldn’t listen to her anyway.

Respect individual fate, mind your own business.

Watching Su Man Jewelry’s stock price plummet today, Wang Simin personally hand-ground a cup of coffee for Ye Baoling: Luckily, I listened to you yesterday and sold along with you.

Ye Baoling took the fragrant coffee, sipped it contentedly, and said, Thanks to the God of Wealth who visited me in my dreams.

Did the God of Wealth mention which stocks to buy next? Wang Simin asked, her skilled hands gently massaging Ye Baoling’s shoulders.

Everyone else perked up their ears, listening intently.

Ye Baoling smiled and wrinkled her nose, No.

She resolved never to discuss stock trading with them in the office again—this was an exception.

*

The money from selling the stocks yesterday arrived today. The Su Man Jewelry position at Baihui Securities was established early: 3.5 million grew by 3.1 times, yielding 10.85 million.

Liu Haonan’s Su Man Jewelry position was established slightly later but bought more precisely: 5 million grew by 3.2 times, yielding 16.19 million.

Ye Baoling deposited all the major funds into China Bank, leaving only one million in Hongtong Industrial stocks and some pocket money at Baihui.

The first bucket of gold was safely in her pocket.

As long as she had enough capital to strategize, she could stir up trouble in the Old Main House.

It also meant the third Ugly King Jade Pendant was drawing closer to her.

Filled with immense joy, she bought herself a bouquet at the street corner on her way home.

A white and green arrangement of white roses, jasmine, and green anthuriums.

But as she reached the intersection a hundred meters from the Gu residence, she spotted a not-yet-familiar figure.

Gu Man’er saw him first and quickly tugged Ye Baoling’s hand, Cousin, ahead… Gong Jiahua!

Gong Jiahua leaned against his luxury car, wearing sunglasses and looking quite flamboyant.

He also held a bouquet in his hand.

A bunch of fiery red roses.

Gong Jiahua spotted her too and waved excitedly, Bao Ling!

Approaching him, Ye Baoling asked awkwardly with a smile, What are you doing here?

Waiting for you. Where have you been? Gong Jiahua noticed the flowers in her hand and froze—was there a competitor?

Ye Baoling couldn’t say she had just gotten off work, so she smiled, I just came back from watching a movie with a friend.

Gong Jiahua asked curiously, With your cousin?

No. To dash his hopes, Ye Baoling added, A male friend.

Gong Jiahua’s face stiffened slightly, but he quickly smiled again, These are for you.

It didn’t matter if she had a boyfriend—he could still try to win her over.

Ye Baoling declined, smiling as she said, Do you know you shouldn’t casually give roses to a woman?

As long as you’re not married, I still have a chance. Gong Jiahua was bold and laid his cards on the table, Miss Ye Baoling, I like you.

So direct!

Ye Baoling stood in the wind, wishing she could tape his mouth shut.

You can refuse this bouquet of roses, but you can’t stop me from giving them. Gong Jiahua extended the roses toward Ye Baoling.

Seeing that Ye Baoling seemed to still be considering how to reject him, he instead handed the roses to Gu Man’er: Cousin, could you hold these for me?

Gu Man’er glanced at her cousin. They were on a public street, and she couldn’t embarrass him too much, so she ultimately accepted the flowers.

Maybe we can hang out sometime.

Ye Baoling maintained a polite smile. We’ll see.

Standing on the street was becoming awkward. Gong Jiahua waved as he prepared to leave. Let’s make plans another time.

Gong Jiahua had many qualities – sunny, confident, wealthy – but unfortunately, he wasn’t her type.

What exactly was her type?

Ye Baoling unconsciously recalled the chest and abdominal muscles she’d touched the previous night.

Not bad, actually.

Watching the taillights of Gong Jiahua’s departing car, Gu Man’er whispered: Cousin, your love life is picking up.

You can have him if you want.

Gu Man’er shook her head with a laugh: No, thank you. That kind of wealthy young master is beyond my reach.

When they returned home, Yulan came to find Ye Baoling – her brother had found a suitable locksmith.

Ye Baoling went out through the back door, where Chen Weiqiang was waiting for her at the staircase entrance of the opposite tenement building.

Ye Baoling worried that her clumsy hands wouldn’t learn quickly enough.

You go learn, then teach me later.

Chen Weiqiang hesitated: Those lock-picking masters usually only teach their own relatives. I finally found one willing to teach, but he charges quite a lot. Maybe it’s better if you learn it yourself, cousin.

He was afraid Ye Baoling might think he was taking a cut.

Ye Baoling had no choice but to follow Chen Weiqiang as they took a taxi to a small alley in the North District, entering a hardware store called Lin Kee with a lock-picking stall set up outside.

Locksmith Lin pointed at the door lock in the photograph: This is an old-style lock, not easy to open. If I go open it for you, I can definitely get it open. But if you try to do it yourself? Difficult.

Chen Weiqiang: Didn’t we agree? We pay you, you teach my cousin.

The locksmith looked from the scrawny Chen Weiqiang to Ye Baoling. Your cousin? More like your younger cousin!

Chen Weiqiang: …

Ye Baoling didn’t want to waste time: Master Lin, if you’re willing to teach me, we’ll pay 500 Hong Kong dollars now. Another 1000 when I’ve learned, right?

That’s right! That’s what I agreed with this young man earlier.

Fine, it’s settled then.

Seeing the girl was quite straightforward, the locksmith stopped dawdling. He smiled: Alright then, come inside. Ah Jiao, Ah Jiao, come watch the shop.

Isn’t my sister watching it?

Your sister went grocery shopping.

A girl of about seventeen or eighteen came out from inside, yawning.

They proceeded further inside. The room was rather cramped, filled with messy, disordered items.

Sitting down in the workroom, Master Lin brought out a box of lock-picking tools. If you want to learn, you’ll need to buy tools. A full set costs 300. Then you can open all kinds of locks.

This was outright profiteering, asking exorbitant prices!

Chen Weiqiang wasn’t having it: We only want to learn one lock-picking method.

If you buy, buy the complete set.

You old cheat!

Seeing Chen Weiqiang about to get tough, Ye Baoling quickly restrained him: I’ll buy your set.

Master Lin smiled: This young lady is much more reasonable.

Ye Baoling first paid 800 in cash.

Master Lin then brought out a similar old door lock and began teaching on the spot. First use the lock cylinder wrench to determine the position of the lock cylinder…

Then change to the tension wrench. For this old-fashioned wafer lock, you need to choose a slightly thicker tension wrench. This one is similar in length and size to the No. 2 wrench. Watch my hand movements – actually, when we pick locks, it often relies on experience and tactile feel. If you want to learn, it’s not that easy to pick up.

Ye Baoling officially began learning, feeling like her brain understood but her hands couldn’t keep up.

After several attempts, she gradually developed some feel, but still couldn’t successfully open the lock.

Her hands were too clumsy – it was frustrating.

Master Lin shook his head: You’re not cut out for this. It’ll take time to learn slowly.

Chen Weiqiang watched anxiously: Should I give it a try?

Ye Baoling handed him the tools.

Chen Weiqiang’s handling of the tools was much more professional than hers.

Master Lin sighed: Ah, you should be able to learn this. But I’ll make it clear – I’m only teaching one person.

It would be fine if Chen Weiqiang learned – he could teach her later.

Ye Baoling agreed: It’s okay if he learns it.

While Chen Weiqiang was learning, Ye Baoling happened to look up and see the family portrait hanging on the wall.

In the family photo, Master Lin and his wife sat in the middle, with two sons and two daughters standing behind them.

She noticed one girl in the photo looked familiar…

Wasn’t that A Feng with the slanted eyes? The maid beside Zheng Junni, said to be a distant relative of their family.

Was A Feng Master Lin’s daughter?

A couple days ago, Sister Qin had called Ye Baoling to say Zheng Junni had fired A Feng. Could the person who went out grocery shopping be A Feng?

Click – the lock in Chen Weiqiang’s hand opened.

You learned it?!

I think so!

Ye Baoling didn’t want to run into A Feng here, lest news of her learning lock picking get back to the main family.

Let’s go. As long as you’ve learned it, that’s fine.

She immediately paid the balance. Master Lin, I paid for the tools and spent so much money learning lock picking. Since I didn’t learn it, as compensation, why don’t you give me this old door lock?

With this lock that was similar to the underground vault door, she could practice more.

Fine, fine, consider it yours. You basically can’t find this type of door lock on the market anymore. Master Lin hadn’t expected the money to be so easy – he quickly put the lock in a bag. If you have any questions, you can come back to me anytime.

Without further ado, Ye Baoling left first.

As she left, A Feng returned from another direction and bumped into Chen Weiqiang at the door.

Watch where you’re going! A Feng scolded.

But when Wei Zaiqiang glared at her with his thug-like demeanor, A Feng immediately fell silent.

Chen Weiqiang quickly caught up with Ye Baoling.

A Feng couldn’t help but take a few more looks. Upon closer inspection, she realized the woman ahead looked like the Ye family young mistress.

Her sister remarked: What are looking at? He’s not that handsome anyway.

Who were they? Customers? That guy looked fierce!

They came to learn lock picking from Dad – a man and woman who paid over a thousand Hong Kong dollars to learn door lock picking. The woman seemed like a rich young lady – spent money quite freely. The man though, looked like a thug. Strange pair.

A Feng quickly asked: Was the woman quite beautiful, with the surname Ye?

Her sister replied: Yes, quite beautiful – oval face, straight nose. But I don’t know her surname.

A Feng hurriedly put the groceries she bought from the market on the table and rushed out.

She chased for two blocks but didn’t see the two people.

Still, she made a call to Zheng Junni.

At that moment, Zheng Junni had just finished her moxibustion treatment at home. The nurse administering the moxibustion was the wife of Xing Shu, the old attendant beside Master Ye.

Su Man Jewelry’s stock price plummeted, and since Ye Baoxin’s boss was in a meeting with no new assignments arranged, she rarely got off work early. Returning home, she sat eating chilled jelly noodles when the phone rang. She answered it first.

“Mom. A Feng is looking for you.”

Hearing it was A Feng on the phone, Zheng Junni slowly stood up and went over to take the call.

“Hey, A Feng, what’s up?”

After listening to A Feng’s explanation, Zheng Junni deliberately turned her back to Auntie Xing while rubbing her belly, repeating softly: “You’re saying Ye Baoling went to your family’s shop with a thug to learn lock-picking?”

Ye Baoxin’s spoon paused momentarily as she scooped the grass jelly.

“How is that possible? Are you sure you didn’t mistake someone else?”

A Feng on the other end of the line wasn’t entirely certain either, but she insisted: “I saw it with my own eyes. According to my dad, these two are quite strange – spending a lot of money to learn lock-picking. The girl spends money quite freely, while the guy seems to be doting on her, calling her ‘cousin’ with an unusual closeness between them.”

Zheng Junni slightly raised her voice: “A Feng, you previously said Baoling was a lesbian, and her family made a huge fuss about it. Now you’re saying she has an unusual relationship with some outside thug. Isn’t that contradictory?”

A Feng acknowledged the contradiction: “I’ve inquired about it – the male thug is called Wei Zaiqiang, lives near Old Hyde Street. I remember Ye Baoling’s grandmother also lived in that area. I’m sure I didn’t mistake the person. I’m just reporting what I saw and heard truthfully, madam. You can take it as reference – I’m definitely not lying.”

“I understand. But these matters aren’t really for me to interfere with. Thank you for specially calling to tell me.”

Hearing Zheng Junni speak so politely, A Feng guessed there were probably people around her and didn’t say anything more.

After hanging up, Zheng Junni turned back and pretended nothing happened, sighing to Auntie Xing: “Some things give me a headache just hearing about them. Better not to listen at all.”

Auntie Xing smiled: “In late pregnancy, you need more rest and to listen to pleasant things.”

“Exactly. After the moxibustion treatment, I feel much more comfortable.”

After Auntie Xing left, Ye Baoxin said quietly: “Mom, next time you take calls, try to avoid having people around.”

Zheng Junni had deliberately spoken for Auntie Xing to hear – Auntie Xing would surely report back to Xing Shu.

Since Xing Shu was the old master’s confidant, him knowing meant the old master would know.

She didn’t explain, only saying: “Your father is trying to match her with Gong Jiahua, but I think it’s hopeless again. Lu Tianyou and Gong Jiahua are both options for her to choose from. Hmph, she’s born lucky with a silver spoon in her mouth, having people plan things for her. You’re different – you have to rely on yourself. If there’s someone you like, go for it boldly.”

Ye Baoxin said unexpectedly: “What do you think of Gong Jiahua?”

Zheng Junni was surprised. Though there was no one else in the room, she instinctively glanced around before asking: “You like Gong Jiahua? Didn’t you say you didn’t want her leftovers?”

“I liked him first. How are they her leftovers? The outcome is still uncertain!” Ye Baoxin continued eating her grass jelly. “If I weren’t surnamed Ye, I’d even consider Ye Huaizhang.”

Wasn’t Ye Huaizhang a hundred times better than Gong Jiahua?

How could such words be spoken so openly?

Zheng Junni lowered her voice, afraid others might hear: “Keep your voice down, for heaven’s sake.”

“No one can hear. Why are you so nervous?”

Ye Baoxin felt frustrated and dissatisfied with her mother’s occasional displays of subservience.

It was completely unnecessary.

Zheng Junni warned her daughter, “This time the old master and your father are both determined to match Gong Jiahua with Ye Baoling. If you interfere, how will we maintain our position in the Ye family?”

Ye Baoxin put down her bowl: “Isn’t Ye Baoling getting close with some thug? Besides, when we played badminton with Gong Jiahua last time, I saw she had no interest in him at all.”

“Then you absolutely shouldn’t act impulsively. Wait until they fall out, then go negotiate with Gong Jiahua. Not only will it be justified, but Grandfather and your father will both think more highly of you.”

Ye Baoxin certainly understood this reasoning – she just genuinely disliked picking up Ye Baoling’s leftovers.

To put it bluntly, she preferred stealing.

*

Back at Chen Weiqiang’s home, Ye Baoling practiced lock picking for another half hour. Under Wei Zaiqiang’s guidance, she seemed to be gradually getting the hang of it.

She brought the entire set of lock picking tools back to Residence of Inheritance and Harmony and hid them in the wardrobe.

She planned to seriously experiment with them when she had time. Though her hands were clumsy, her mind was quick and clever – she would eventually figure it out.

She wanted to master this skill quickly so she could go downstairs and pick locks.

This sneaky, thief-like feeling – for some reason – was thrilling, and she loved it.

Even though she didn’t know what she stood to gain from it.

After hiding the tools and closing the wardrobe door, she accidentally tugged on Ye Huaizhang’s side of the sliding wardrobe door, which happened to catch on a drawer inside.

The drawer wasn’t completely closed. As she was about to shut it properly, she spotted something particularly eye-catching inside.

Pulling it open, wow – there were 1, 2, 3… 9, totaling nine boxes of various brands of condoms.

With twice a week, how long was this supply meant to last?

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Author’s Note:

Ye Huaizhang: Just wanted to try different brands [dog head holding rose]

Ye Baoling: Wants to try without wearing any [shy]

God of Wealth: Stop fooling around, get up and make money!