Fell in Love with the Crazy Young Lady - Chapter 3

Those two short words surprised quite a few people. Seeing the shock on Yu Shan and the others’ faces, it was clear that this intimate-sounding nickname was indeed not something everyone could use.

Not knowing what game this young miss was playing, Hua Man furrowed her brows: “Young Miss, please stop teasing me.”

Hearing this, Yang Zhao immediately frowned: “Are you telling me what to do?”

Having her words twisted like that, Hua Man only felt a headache coming on: “No.”

But the young miss started to press aggressively: “How is it not? You’re ordering me not to tease you.”

Hua Man: “…”

She increasingly felt that she and the young miss were completely on different wavelengths.

Seeming that anything she said would be wrong, Hua Man simply fell silent. The room suddenly became quiet, with only the soft sounds of the servants massaging audible.

In the end, it was Yu Shan who broke the sudden silence, full of indignation: “When the young miss tells you to do something, you should just obey without question. Why are you talking back so much?!”

In that moment, Hua Man was grateful to her, at least for providing an opportunity to respond. She immediately nodded along: “Alright, I understand.”

However, the young miss clearly had no intention of letting her off so easily, and immediately said: “Then call me.”

Under the young miss’s smiling gaze, Hua Man steeled herself and spoke with difficulty: “…Zhao Zhao.”

“Pfft—”

The young miss burst into laughter, her little red mole bouncing with her movements.

Hua Man froze completely. To be honest, the young miss’s laughter was extremely bizarre, making one feel chills down their spine just watching.

Could it be that she’s not right in the head?

“It’s just calling my name…” Yang Zhao said, unable to hold back her laughter again, “Why do you look like I’ve harassed you?”

“Hua Man, are you really this easily embarrassed?”

“…No.” Hua Man kept a straight face.

Without further words, the young miss directly ordered the servants to bring a mirror and place it in front of Hua Man: “Here, lift your head and look, see how red your ears are.”

Hua Man: “…”

Reluctantly looking at herself in the mirror, just one glance was enough to make her choke up.

Her ears were indeed red as if about to drip bl00d.

How could she be so weak-willed?!

But despite this, she still tried hard to maintain a calm expression on her face, casually insisting: “Young Miss misunderstands, my ears are always like this.”

Yang Zhao raised an eyebrow: “Is that so?”

“Mm.”

Not wanting to dwell on this issue, Hua Man withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes to stare at her feet, and asked seriously: “Does the young miss have any other matters?”

Seeing her revert back to calling her “young miss”, Yang Zhao clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction. However, she always had more patience for beautiful things. Looking at Hua Man with interest, she soon smiled again: “If I remember correctly, you’re my personal bodyguard.”

Hua Man was startled, then quickly nodded: “Yes.”

“Since you’re a personal bodyguard, you should be close to me, why are you standing so far away?” Yang Zhao asked seriously, while shifting her body and patting the space beside her.

If Hua Man couldn’t sense the young miss’s intentions at this point, she would have truly wasted her twenty-some years of life.

If the young miss’s gender were different, Hua Man would have unhesitatingly concluded that the young miss was overcome with lust and had taken a liking to her, deliberately flirting with her, and that she was encountering workplace sexual harassment.

But the young miss was female, surely the young miss’s sexual orientation couldn’t be towards women?

Or was her personality just this malicious, or perhaps… she was intentionally trying to drive Hua Man away?

Realizing this point, Hua Man felt her mind suddenly become clear. The young miss disliked that mother-daughter pair so much, how could she possibly feel at ease keeping Hua Man around?

Although she didn’t know why this young miss hadn’t immediately had her thrown out, from the current situation, it seemed the young miss planned to use constant harassment to achieve her goal of driving Hua Man away.

Seeing Hua Man’s prolonged silence, Yu Shan glared at her in displeasure: “The young miss is talking to you, are you deaf?!”

Hua Man snapped back to reality, taking an imperceptible deep breath. She stepped forward and decisively squeezed onto the sofa to sit down.

It’s just sitting, what’s there to be afraid of?

This was a single-person sofa, and although both of them had slender figures, they were still adults after all, so it was inevitably cramped.

Hua Man’s whole body was stiff. It was the height of summer, so she wasn’t wearing much, and the young miss even less so.

Hua Man even felt that the parts of their bodies pressed tightly together were about to burst into flames, the scorching temperature almost burning her.

But compared to the physical contact, the fragrance in their breaths was even harder to ignore.

The scent matched the person – overwhelmingly domineering, seeping through every crevice, constantly eroding all her senses. It was like falling into a sea of flowers, yet not so strong as to be unpleasant.

It was a perfectly balanced yet domineering fragrance.

Yang Zhao’s face showed surprise as she turned her head with a half-smile: “So obedient.”

Yu Shan immediately chimed in: “Young Miss, look at this, this is the bodyguard Qin Fangqin carefully selected. What kind of good bodyguard sits in their employer’s lap?”

Yang Zhao laughed: “Indeed, what kind of good bodyguard sits in their employer’s lap.”

She reached out to lift Hua Man’s chin: “You might as well not be a bodyguard, it’s too much of a waste of talent.”

Being humiliated by this mistress-servant duo, Hua Man instead felt a sense of relief, as if dust had settled. It was better than being left hanging in uncertainty.

Dodging Yang Zhao’s fingers, she was about to stand up when suddenly a hand wrapped around her waist. Her movement paused slightly, and as she turned her head, Hua Man found herself face to face with the young miss who had just been humiliating her.

They were far too close, closer than Hua Man had ever been to anyone, regardless of gender. So close that she could see every detail of the young miss’s face:

Her flawless skin, fair and delicate, with a healthy pink tinge, like a ripe peach tempting one to take a bite.

Fortunately, no one noticed her treasonous thoughts.

“Are you angry?”

The young miss’s beautiful eyes looked at her, and Hua Man couldn’t tell what emotion she was feeling at that moment.

Before meeting the young miss, Hua Man had always thought she was quite good at reading other people’s emotions. But now, she felt she might not even reach the passing grade.

She had underestimated the young miss’s mercurial nature and deep scheming.

“No.”

As she spoke, Hua Man raised her hand to grasp the young miss’s wrist, applying slight force to pull the other’s hand away from her waist, then immediately stood up.

Although she felt her movements were difficult and slow, in reality the process from pulling away to standing up took only a brief moment. Seeing the young miss’s surprised expression, Hua Man inwardly sneered.

She was just a weak young miss after all. No matter how fierce she acted, it was all bluster relying on her servants. In a one-on-one situation, Hua Man could easily overpower her. Did she really think Hua Man was just for show?

Yang Zhao raised her hand, revealing a clear red mark on her fair wrist.

“Miss!” Yu Shan was shocked and was about to scold Hua Man when she saw the young miss wave her hand. She froze, and although indignant and confused, she swallowed her words.

As the culprit, Hua Man pressed down her unease and tightened her lips, silently waiting for the young miss’s punishment.

Young Miss Yang’s face didn’t seem displeased. Hua Man even felt she saw joy on her face.

It must be an illusion, right?

What normal person would react like this?

But the joy on the young miss’s face became increasingly undisguised. She even laughed out loud, raising her hand with the mottled fingerprints, tilting her head back slightly as if admiring a work of art, her beautiful eyes full of mirth.

Hua Man’s hair stood on end. This young miss really didn’t seem quite normal.

“You’re very good,” the young miss looked at her, her tone carrying a spine-chilling gentleness. “I really like you, Manman.”