A Kitten’s Training and a Bargain’s Cost

“Hmph, hmph, you had better do something that pleases me and makes me happy.”

At that moment, Mu Yaochen lay before Luo Yao like a regal cat.

His intentions were plainly evident.

‘This woman truly won’t give up until she achieves her objective.’

Mu Yaochen swallowed hard once more, momentarily at a loss as to how to evade the situation.

However, watching Luo Yao’s hesitation, Mu Yaochen’s cheerful mood plummeted into the depths of despair.

“A kitten still needs some training to become obedient…”

Seeing Luo Yao remain still, Mu Yaochen pouted, rising from the sofa and padding barefoot, approaching Luo Yao slowly like a black cat.

Initially, Mu Yaochen had only intended to tease Luo Yao, treating him like a cat. She delighted in holding a cat’s favorite food and watching its frustrated antics as it failed to get it. This time, however, she had no such inclination, for some kittens required a certain amount of guidance to get on the right track.

“You… what are you going to do?”

Luo Yao watched Mu Yaochen approach, and while he had no idea what new trick she intended to play, he knew it certainly wouldn’t be good.

“Nothing, just…”

Before Luo Yao could even react, Mu Yaochen’s crimson lips pressed against his own.

“Cough, cough…”

The powerful suction from Mu Yaochen’s mouth nearly suffocated Luo Yao, a clear testament to her formidable lung capacity.

“That’s more like it. Now you know what you should do, don’t you?”

Mu Yaochen gazed at Luo Yao with an expression of pure enjoyment, her dark pupils flickering with awareness.

The strange sensation had left a profound imprint on Mu Yaochen’s soul, and she seemed to have become utterly reliant on that peculiar feeling.

Once their lips parted, a brief respite followed.

All Mu Yaochen could think about was continuing the kiss, until she was utterly satisfied.

‘However… this was my first kiss. That s*ave got quite the bargain.’

Mu Yaochen mused inwardly, feeling as though something was missing from her heart.

The way she had kissed him was merely an imitation, learned from watching television.

‘It doesn’t matter how Luo Yao feels, as long as I’m comfortable.’

Suddenly, Mu Yaochen developed a keen interest in the act of copulation between men and women.

Though she had previously watched a series of related films, practice remained the sole criterion for verifying truth.

Watching the female leads appear so ecstatic, she wondered about herself…

Thinking this, Mu Yaochen felt as if she might explode.

“Ma… Madam?”

Seeing Mu Yaochen’s expression, Luo Yao once again found himself at a loss.

‘What exactly goes on in this woman’s mind?’ Luo Yao couldn’t help but grumble inwardly, observing Mu Yaochen’s bewildered look.

“It’s nothing…”

Mu Yaochen vigorously shook her head, as if trying to clear her thoughts.

Even after regaining her composure, Mu Yaochen still couldn’t bring herself to take that final step.

‘I am not a casual woman; I am not a heartbreaker.’

Mu Yaochen reassured herself, her dark pupils soon returning to normal.

“Alright, tell me why you want to invest, and what benefits I would gain from investing?”

Mu Yaochen suddenly remembered Luo Yao mentioning something about investing in the car.

‘Except… I seem to have forgotten about it just now.’

‘Never mind, he’s just a s*ave. While he might be a high-quality male, it seems this so-called ‘high quality’ only applies to his appearance.’

Mu Yaochen knew deep down that a man like Luo Yao was, at best, merely a pretty face; yet, spending sixty million to acquire such a vase didn’t seem like too great a loss.

“N-nothing, it’s just… didn’t Madam say so? Madam secretly bought me, so I just want a little money, at least to earn whatever I can…”

Mu Yaochen herself might have forgotten the backstory she had imposed upon him, but Luo Yao certainly hadn’t.

Receiving even a meager investment was far better than becoming a puppet in this woman’s hands.

‘After all, she can casually kiss me now.’

‘Who knows when she might pin me down on the bed and have her way with me in the future…’

“Oh? What do you intend to do? And… how do you know I’ll definitely give you money?”

Mu Yaochen raised an eyebrow, her interest in Luo Yao piqued further.

At the same time, Luo Yao also brought up the backstory Mu Yaochen had created for him earlier.

‘Secretly buying him without her family’s knowledge…’

“Just… do some small business to repay Madam…” Luo Yao said weakly, feigning an inability to meet Mu Yaochen’s gaze.

“Oh? What kind of business could possibly repay the money you owe me?” Mu Yaochen was extremely curious about Luo Yao’s ‘small business’.

‘What kind of business could a young boy possibly run?’

From Mu Yaochen’s perspective, aside from family support, very few people could successfully start a business; otherwise…

Perhaps those trending short videos could lead to success.

Like creating ‘extreme content’ (TL Note: A Chinese slang term, ‘hen huo,’ referring to sensational, often risky or controversial content designed to attract views.) on a platform like Kuaitu (TL Note: A fictional short video platform, similar to Kuaishou, where users create ‘extreme content’.), racking up clicks could lead to overnight riches.

‘After all… this is the era of extreme content.’

Mu Yaochen truly couldn’t imagine what a delicate boy like Luo Yao could do.

‘Unless he became a male prostitute (TL Note: ‘Zuo ya’ is Chinese slang for a male prostitute).’ Mu Yaochen would absolutely be the first to object to that.

If that were the case, Mu Yaochen would probably chop off Luo Yao’s arms and legs until he lost all ability to move.

She could not tolerate any other woman touching Luo Yao, absolutely not!

“Just… selling drinks or something… or selling flowers?” Luo Yao mused aloud, knowing that given Mu Yaochen’s personality, she would surely interfere behind the scenes. However, if he didn’t speak the truth, this woman would discover his deception.

Thus, Luo Yao could only offer an ambiguous reply.

Given Luo Yao’s appearance and perceived capabilities, such basic, fragmented work was undoubtedly all he could do for now.

‘He might not even be wanted in a factory.’

However… Luo Yao was no ordinary seventeen-year-old boy.

Luo Yao was confident he could repay the sixty million debt; this was the self-assurance of a man from another world.

“Selling flowers? Just selling flowers? If that’s all, I might as well sell you instead.”

Mu Yaochen scrutinized Luo Yao, that playful expression once again gracing her face.

Mu Yaochen’s slender hand grasped Luo Yao’s tender small hand, speaking to him as if in mockery.

“Madam… no…”

Luo Yao continued to feign weakness, having observed enough to discern a pattern.

Though Mu Yaochen was a troublesome woman, she was also arrogant.

Therefore, Luo Yao needed to seize this opening to escape the clutches of this devilish woman.