A Moment of Uncertainty

Soon, Frost appeared in the hall with a finely tailored men’s suit.

Just moments before, Mu Yaochen had returned to the second floor, likely to change her clothes, swapping her JK uniform for a black evening gown that accentuated her flawless figure. In the gown, Mu Yaochen, who was nearly perfect, wandered happily around the hall.

Basking in the soft light, Mu Yaochen seemed like a queen of the night, gracefully traversing the living space.

As Luo Yao was still lost in thought, Mu Yaochen’s intense gaze suddenly locked onto him.

“Little Yao, do I look handsome today?” If one were to examine closely, they would notice the elaborate makeup still on Mu Yaochen’s face, causing Luo Yao to swallow hard.

Indeed, Mu Yaochen was the most beautiful woman Luo Yao had ever seen, yet she was also the most unpleasant.

“You look handsome…” Luo Yao replied, his head lowered.

Simultaneously, a flicker of confusion stirred within him.

Why do the women in this world use ‘handsome’ to describe themselves? Is it because of the reversed gender roles?

“That’s more like it. Frost, give him the suit, and you should hurry up and change too.” Satisfied with Luo Yao’s response, Mu Yaochen turned to Frost, commanding her.

Before long, Luo Yao found himself holding a suit that seemed tailored to his size, its fabric suggesting it was quite expensive.

“Hurry up and change. Don’t keep me waiting. Frost, take him to the changing room,” Mu Yaochen ordered, her eyes still on Luo Yao, who held the suit, feeling uncertain.

Frost lowered her head briefly before turning to leave, with Luo Yao following closely behind.

Soon, Frost led Luo Yao to a secluded room.

“This is the guest room. Go ahead and change inside,” Frost said, unlocking the door and stepping aside.

“Okay…” Luo Yao nodded, entering the room.

The room was clean and spacious, appearing untouched for a long time.

Luo Yao glanced around, then focused on the suit in his hands, his thoughts drifting.

What does Mu Yaochen have in mind?

Luo Yao pondered, holding the expensive suit, wondering if Mu Yaochen intended for him to attend an elite social dance.

This woman… she seems to enjoy humiliating people.

As he changed, Luo Yao handled the suit with care, knowing its value and Mu Yaochen’s nature. He had to be cautious, living under her control.

If he wasn’t, he would surely be entangled even more.

****

Soon, Luo Yao finished dressing and inspected himself in the room’s mirror, checking for any imperfections.

In the reflection, Luo Yao saw a youth with a smooth, pale complexion and striking features, enhanced by the nearly top-tier attire, adding a touch of maturity to his otherwise youthful appearance. He radiated an aura of refinement, as if he were glowing.

Everything looked good… except for one area…

Is it because of the tightness in my rear?

Luo Yao hesitated, then gave up, accepting the discomfort as tolerable, hoping it would satisfy Mu Yaochen’s vanity or conquest.

Until now, Luo Yao hadn’t figured out who was the hunter and who was the prey between them.

The highest-level hunters often disguise themselves as prey.

Since Mu Yaochen had stopped suspecting him, Luo Yao had become increasingly insecure, feeling as if she could see right through him, almost to the point of knowing his bank card PIN.

This feeling was unsettling.

With a mix of emotions, Luo Yao opened the door, finding Frost still waiting in the same spot.

“All changed?” Frost asked, her eyes briefly meeting Luo Yao’s refined appearance.

“Yes… I’ll take you to see Miss Mu,” Frost replied, recovering her usual aloof demeanor, and led the way back.

Luo Yao noticed the brief pause, sensing that Frost might not be as indifferent as she seemed, hinting at a potential escape from his current predicament.

****

Soon, Frost brought Luo Yao back to the hall, where Mu Yaochen was already seated on the sofa, waiting for him.

“Very good, the effect is excellent.” Mu Yaochen’s eyes sparkled as she took in Luo Yao’s appearance, brought in by Frost, who seemed slightly flustered.

Mu Yaochen had envisioned this outcome, but the result exceeded her expectations, causing her to ponder whether she should claim him as her own.

Should she make him her ‘graduation gift’? After all, he was meant to be her personal s*x s*ave.

Seeing Luo Yao’s refined appearance, Mu Yaochen’s desire to mold him into her perfect companion resurfaced.

Initially, she had planned to make money off him, but now she was torn.

Mu Yaochen’s gaze lingered on Luo Yao, her thoughts conflicted.

“Frost, prepare the car. We’re going to Star Yu’s place.” Finally, Mu Yaochen made a decision, though she was still uncertain about her feelings.

Perhaps she was falling for this little s*ave?

What am I thinking?

How could I fall for someone like him? A s*x s*ave?

And why did I act like this towards him?

Mu Yaochen was already regretting her behavior, but it was too late.

Looking at Luo Yao’s fragile appearance, she couldn’t help but wonder if he was still a virgin, despite the auction’s claim.

Auction promises are unreliable, who knows how many women he’s been with?

These thoughts darkened Mu Yaochen’s mood, and seeing Luo Yao’s radiant appearance made her even more agitated.

Tonight, she was supposed to visit her friend Star Yu, but the idea of other women seeing Luo Yao in this state was unbearable.

Other women’s lustful expressions…

It’s infuriating, he’s mine, my exclusive s*ave.

Wait, what am I thinking?

Star Yu is my friend, why am I having these thoughts?

As Luo Yao prepared to sit, Frost arrived with the car.

“Miss, the car is ready,” Frost announced.

“Okay…” Mu Yaochen hesitated, then boarded the car with Luo Yao, still unsure of her decision.

Looking at Mu Yaochen’s intense gaze, Luo Yao felt his scalp prickle.

What does this woman want now?