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Such as an airport.

A person wearing a pair of sunglasses constantly checked the time and threw glances toward the exit repeatedly.

Suddenly, that person’s legs started moving, walking towards the exit rapidly.

She must have seen the person she wanted to meet. On the other side, that man must be very fortunate and attractive enough for her to wait for such a long time.

Was he a successful man who only needed to simply carry a briefcase? Or a big-belly guy that kept receiving phone calls? Or a father holding his kid’s hand that would walk out slowly?

None of the above.

It turned out to be a slightly thin man carrying a backpack... Or perhaps he should be called a big boy.

She suddenly opened her hands, apparently trying to give the boy a hug--- No matter what relationship between them, it was a thing to be envious off, wasn’t it?

Unexpectedly, just when she was about to embrace him, the boy suddenly took a step back and let her hug the air.

So she gaped on the spot, freezing up in the air with both hands opened.

That was too awkward!

It was recklessly wasting the God’s gift!! Bastard!!! Some men swore and felt regretful.

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...

"I told you not to pick me up." Luo Qiu looked at Ren Ziling.

He planned to return to the club after getting off the flight. But since Boss Luo’s right eyebrow twitched① without reason, he sensed something terrible was waiting for him.

As expected.

Subeditor Ren showed her pitifulness, "I came here secretly under the risk of being fired..."

Boss Luo calmly said, "Then it must be a miracle that you haven’t been fired these years."

Ren Ziling pretended as if she didn’t hear that, saying in a rueful tone, "Do you know how many tickets I got?"

Boss Luo sighed, "Thanks for the ’hard’ work of Uncle Ma."

Ren Ziling almost choked, "Do you know I haven’t even taken my lunch?"

Luo Qiu pointed to his own lips, talking indifferently, "Before saying this, can you wipe my mouth first? I don’t remember you having such greasy lip gloss."

Subeditor Ren showed him her middle finger, "F*ck! I don’t want to live any longer!!!"

"You have worked hard," Boss Luo smiled softly.

The resentment of Subeditor Ren suddenly vanished. Her squinted eyes were hidden under the tea-coloured sunglasses, "What did you say? I didn’t hear it."

"I didn’t say anything, let’s go now." Luo Qiu shook his head, walking by Ren Ziling.

Subeditor Ren was still starved for the greeting between relatives; she rubbed with the hands...’I want to pinch this guy’s ears!’

"Oh, where’s You Ye? Why didn’t I see her?"

She gave up pinching his ears, but walked quickly to Luo Qiu, looking up and asking.

"She had something to handle, so came back on the previous flight."

"Oh..." Ren Ziling complained, "You should tell me that earlier, I’ve booked a restaurant and wanted to treat you on arrival! You must not like eating foreign food...Hey, wait! Brat, wait me! Hey... Oh, are you getting taller? Hey...F*ck."

...

...

In Subeditor Ren’s car, she rubbed her palms, putting her hands on the steering wheel. She licked her lips, and was about to step on the gas heavily.

"Do you have the habit that wearing sunglasses while driving?" Unexpectedly, Luo Qiu asked suddenly, "It’s a cloudy day today."

Ren Ziling suddenly smiled and turned to him, blinking eyes with a V posture, acting cute and saying softly, "Don’t you think I’m so beautiful now?"

Luo Qiu shook his head, abruptly hand picked off her sunglasses. Immediately, Ren Ziling’s smile froze.

She looked down, like a frustrated dog, "Sorry, boss... I should not have stayed up for three days."

"Drive the car." Luo Qiu heaved a sigh, helping Ren Ziling put on the sunglasses.

"Aren’t you angry?" Ren Ziling was surprised.

"Didn’t you say you’re hungry?" Luo Qiu shook his head, "I want to eat something as well. Since you book the restaurant, then don’t waste time."

"Oh yeah!"

A red MINI-CLUBMAN was driven onto the airport road.

When did they change their roles from the guardian and the person under guardianship? As viewing the landscape, Luo Qiu was lost in thought.

Luo Qiu didn’t speak any words, so Ren Ziling turned on the radio.

"... the new today, according to the news reports, a young man fell to death from a building at about 3:30 a.m. today. He’s suspected of committing suicide."

Ren Ziling subconsciously turned up the sound.

"The deceased is said to be a high school student in the city. The evidence has precluded the possibility of murder. According to information, the deceased might have an emotional instability due to academic stress..."

Upon hearing this, Ren Ziling suddenly muttered, "One more suicide? Why are so many people committing suicide recently?"

"Recently?" Luo Qiu shifted attention to her.

Ren Ziling nodded, "Yeah, it’s the fourth one, right? They are all students...Do students have such a high pressure to study? It’s kind of weird..."

"Pay attention of the road..."

"Oh? Wow! F*ck!! Do you know how to drive! Old driver!!"

...

...

Hey~（hey~）

A song called ’Come And Get Your Love’ had been being played from the old photograph in the club lobby.

With the rhythm, Tai Yinzi, who wore leggings without the wild curl-up, was enjoying the slow rock while holding a glass of mescal in the front of the bar counter.

Oh right, Tai Yinzi also imitated and hummed even though his pitch was weird.

Unlike Black Soul Envoys, according to the 500-year contract, Tai Yinzi thought he was just a contract worker at most... so he didn’t need to work so hard.

Moreover, he had long since given up the thought of recovering his peak with his performance, then beating the servant girl and successfully getting the promotion.

He was living well now.

The boss and the servant girl were not here, so he could do whatever he wanted. That was so great...those days without the boss.

"Hey~（hey~）...Come~And~Get~You~Love...Hey~"

As enjoying the rock, Tai Yinzi slowly moving his body and came to Qin Chuyu--- this woman disappeared but sneaked into the club a while later, when the boss had gone on his travels.

However, as a temporary resident in the club, Tai Yinzi couldn’t do anything to Qin Chuyu... Yu Sanniang, even if he was sick of her.

Moreover... he could not beat her at all.

He couldn’t beat her, but was still bearing a grudge, ’I can’t beat you, but I can disgust you. I know you didn’t like such a noisy environment.’

Tai Yinzi saw through Qin Chuyu’s thoughts. Training her temperament using the club’s mysterious power? No way, he would never let her sit in meditation peacefully.

"Hey~Hey~"

Tai Yinzi amplified his voice around Qin Chuyu---he was pleased with himself, because he knew Qin Chuyu couldn’t do anything to him.

At the moment, Qin Qiuyu, who was closing her eyes for rest, suddenly opened her eyes and said indifferently, "Idling about and ignoring your proper occupation, aren’t you afraid of being blamed after your boss comes back?"

"Hey ~ slave girl, didn’t you hear ’Even emperors cannot reach a high mountain’ in five hundred years?" Taiyin said with disdain, "Now master is not here, and neither are the other Black Soul Envoys! I’m the boss here now, understand?"

"The useless you?" Qin Chuyu indifferently glanced.

Just like five hundred years ago, Tai Yinzi couldn’t bear the scornful look now.

Tai Yinzi sneered, "Why not? I’m an envoy transformed by the master, a legal member here! But you, are just a renter living here shamelessly, at most... no, you’re not even considered as a tenant!"

Qin Chuyu didn’t say anything, slowly closing his eyes.

Tai Yinzi willfully tried to disturb Qin Chuyu’s mind. Now he got close, bowing his head and smiled evilly, "You’re just a lowly person here! Do you know what a lowly person means? To serve people! Slave b*tch, you wear the servant suit, you must obediently serve your grandfather, me! Go get me some feet-washing water!"

"Oh, is that so?"

"Yeah!" That’s right." Tai Yinzi nodded, sipping a mouthful of mescal... But he didn’t swallow it, because he felt something wrong.

’It wasn’t Qin Chuyu who responded to me?’ But it was a woman’s voice... There should not be other women except that slave b*tch.

’And, the sound is familiar... Ms. Ms. You Ye!" Tai Yinzi turned around, his body becoming stiff suddenly.

The tea cup even dropped from his hand; however it slowly flew to the hand of the servant girl before falling down to the ground.

You Ye revealed a slight smile, slowly walking to Tai Yinzi, and softly said, "Hold it tightly. Oh, you drank all. How about I add some more for you? Lord... Tai Yinzi."

The gentle tone let Tai Yinzi felt a chill, as if eating a bar of a one-thousand-year ice. "No no no, thanks, I can do it myself..."

Miss Maid smiled faintly, "That’s OK. You said that one wearing the f*ckin servant suit is just a lowly person. I didn’t grow up in an eastern country, but I know what ’lowly person’ mean, and what it should do. ’Lowly person’ should be serving others, shouldn’t it? Let me go get you some feet-washing water, okay?"

The five-hundred-year-old devil suddenly felt his legs turned limp and feeble, kneeling on the ground, and begging for mercy, "Miss You Ye, please... please forgive me..."

This time, what he sought was not trouble, but death!!!

Tai Yinzi mood changed, as if seeing his own tomb...

① In China, it says ’Left eyebrow twitching means one will receive money, and right eyebrow twitching means a disaster will happen.’