The Cold, Aloof Dominatrix After Parasitically Entering a Rich Family - Chapter 34

Chapter 34: Naked: Sister, If You Don’t Let Me Wear a Skirt, I’ll Just…

Unlike the Gong family, the Weng family had been a prominent and distinguished clan in Z-City for twenty years. To Gong Shayu, the deep mansion nestled halfway up the mountain symbolized more than just wealth and status. More importantly, it encompassed all the beautiful memories of her childhood.

A large part of those beautiful memories consisted of: colorful desserts, tender and juicy seafood, crispy roasted meat…

Later, after leaving the Weng family, it was as if Gong Shayu’s appetite remained forever there. Even though her footsteps had spread across the globe, she could never find that pure taste again.

“President Gong?”

Fang Yu called her quietly. “Please try this. I truly don’t know how to describe this taste.”

Gong Shayu picked an oyster in its shell from the pile of seafood. Perhaps it was because she hadn’t gotten to eat it last time, or perhaps…

It was that kiss.

Gong Shayu glanced toward the bathroom, pinched a soup spoon with her fingers, and casually scooped up a spoonful of the oyster meat that was being praised to the heavens. She had no expectations, even carrying a hint of mocking sarcasm—because the food that truly moved her had long since faded with time.

After one bite, Gong Shayu’s breath caught.

The exact same fresh sweetness, tenderness, and just the right amount of juice…

It was as if the entire world had instantly quieted, leaving only the sound of memory’s door being forcefully slammed open in her ears.

This wasn’t the fresh saltiness sloppily prepared by an ordinary seafood vendor; it was the oyster shucked fresh in the Weng family kitchen in the morning, drizzled with a few drops of lemon juice, then marinated with chilled white wine…

The sunlight back then was always bright, reflecting fragmented halos off the silver cutlery, making it hard to keep one’s eyes open…

Gong Shayu unbelievably tried a bite of the crayfish—the sea snails—the sashimi…

This was the first time Fang Yu had seen such an expression on her boss’s face. She had always thought the possibility of pleasing Gong Shayu with food was very slim, but eyes don’t lie.

Just then, the bathroom door opened.

Tu Si emerged wrapped in only a bath towel, her entrance just as eye-catching as her entry earlier.

One moment was shock, and the next was still shock.

Gong Shayu’s expression shifted repeatedly, finally resulting in a direct order to leave. “Assistant Fang, are you done eating yet?”

Fang Yu snapped back to reality and quickly stood up to retreat. The moment the door closed, her thoughts finally moved away from Tu Si’s glowing white legs.

“Didn’t you see there was company?” Gong Shayu’s tone was flat, as if the shock brought by the delicious food just now was merely an illusion.

Tu Si was puzzled. “Where?”

“…” Gong Shayu felt a sense of powerlessness, like punching cotton. She was forced to articulate in a clearer, more direct way: “Assistant Fang! When there are outsiders in the house in the future, could you please wear more clothes, at least covering the areas that should be covered?”

Tu Si looked down at her body and muttered softly, “Isn’t this covered as required?”

In fact, the Cuscuta spirit, even having mastered human form, had no sense of shame. What should be exposed and what shouldn’t was entirely dictated by the rules Gong Shayu set.

Judging by the clothes Assistant Fang gave her last time, Gong Shayu probably didn’t like her exposing her legs. Otherwise, why were all the other women wearing shorts and skirts, while she was only allowed to wear baggy, long pants?

Gong Shayu’s gaze heavily pressed onto her legs. She approached step by step, suddenly placing her fingertip just below Tu Si’s knee. “Remember, from now on, nothing above here is allowed to be exposed.”

Tu Si was unhappy. Wang Wei had already agreed to lend her a skirt.

“Why?” Tu Si firmly disagreed. “Why can everyone else wear them but I can’t?”

Gong Shayu looked at her silently, then slowly spoke, “Because you are Mrs. Gong.”

Tu Si thought about the clothes and skirts she wore when she lived with Hu Die—weren’t all of them beautiful and bright?

Now, every day she dressed like a low-budget version of Gong Shayu, nothing but black, white, gray, and brown. And to top it off, she even brought good food for her to eat.

The more Tu Si thought about it, the more wronged she felt; the more wronged she felt, the angrier she became. In front of Gong Shayu, she ripped off the bath towel. “I won’t wear them, I won’t! I just won’t wear them!”

Gong Shayu: “…”

She had seen Tu Si’s bare body, but the previous situation was critical, and she hadn’t been able to look closely. This time…

Miss Gong immediately averted her eyes. An adult acting shamelessly in this manner was utterly disgraceful.

However, there was even more shamelessness to follow: Seeing Gong Shayu turn away, Tu Si deliberately circled in front of her and extremely brazenly said, “Sister, if you don’t let me wear a skirt, I’ll keep walking around in front of you like this.”

Gong Shayu was utterly amazed. She was forced to glance, but that one look was enough to completely disrupt her breathing.

“Put it on!” Gong Shayu sternly ordered.

“I won’t put it on, unless you promise me.” Tu Si not only blocked Miss Gong’s path but also, fearlessly, began to sway in front of her.

“!!!”

A rush of bl00d surged to the top of Gong Shayu’s head, whether from anger or some other reason. In any case, the usually calm President Gong’s mind was completely blank at that moment.

Subconsciously, she reached out to cover the culprit white. Having nothing handy, in a moment of urgency, Gong Shayu opened her arms and embraced Tu Si.

Finally…

She couldn’t see it anymore.

Gong Shayu’s vision was forced downward, staring only at Tu Si’s wet hair crown. Good, at least it’s no longer stimulating her nerves.

But the next second, her body stiffened—

The person in her arms was soft and warm, with a faint, elusive floral scent lingering in her hair, and her own palm was pressed against Tu Si’s thin back, the touch so clear it was practically scorching.

…Damn it.

What kind of situation is this again?

Gong Shayu suddenly let go, trying to correct this mistaken action, but the person in her arms clung to her like chewing gum.

Tu Si hadn’t expected such a delightful surprise. For the past few days, Gong Shayu had been guarding against her like a pervert, causing her attempts to “accidentally” touch her to fail miserably several times.

Greedily absorbing the nourishment from Gong Shayu’s body, she unconsciously tightened her grip with both hands, deliberately playing the rogue. “If Sister doesn’t agree, I won’t let go!”

Gong Shayu’s voice was hoarse. “Recite the contents of the marriage agreement.”

Tu Si: “‘One, Party A and Party B have a legal marriage relationship but no actual marriage and must maintain distance, and neither party shall be compelled or harassed by the other in any form.’

‘Two, during the existence of this contract…'”

“Stop!” Gong Shayu used all her strength to control her tone. “Listen, no harassing the other party.”

Tu Si grumbled internally: Right now, it seems like you’re the one harassing me.

Gong Shayu: “Firstly, the perfume scent you’re wearing is causing me olfactory harassment.”

“Secondly, you came out wrapped in only a bath towel, harassing my vision.”

“Thirdly, you stripped naked, causing secondary harm to my vision…”

“So, should I be wrapped up or naked then?” Tu Si looked up and whispered to Gong Shayu.

Her eyes held innocence, staring straight at Miss Gong. Her full lips slightly parted, clearly looking like she was soliciting a kiss.

Gong Shayu unconsciously swallowed. She didn’t answer Tu Si, but commanded directly, “Recite the last point of Article Three.”

Tu Si stood on her tiptoes and whispered close to Gong Shayu’s ear, “No loving.”

The light breath and humming lingered by Gong Shayu’s ear, refusing to dissipate. Her lips curved slightly, and she slowly lowered her head…

If a third person were present, they would definitely think this was a pair of lovers in the throes of passion, whispering intimately to each other.

Just as their lips were about to touch, a harsh cell phone ring suddenly exploded.

“His granny’s!” Tu Si swore in her heart.

As the saying goes, it’s easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but hard to go from extravagance to frugality. How could a Cuscuta spirit who had tasted fine nourishment be satisfied with just a simple brush of it?

Gong Shayu pulled a blanket from the sofa and threw it over Tu Si’s head, then took her cigarette case and went out to the balcony.

The moment the balcony door slid shut, Gong Shayu looked back and saw Tu Si wrapping the blanket around herself like a skirt.

Her eyes, in the flickering light of the cigarette, appeared exceptionally dark.

After a while, Gong Shayu finally answered Weng Hongye’s call.

“Hello? Speak.”

“Don’t be so aggressive, dear little sister. It’s nothing important.”

“Then I’m hanging up?”

“Tsk, why are you so cold-blooded?” The voice on the other end was dissatisfied. “Your grandmother’s birthday is in two months. I’ll be back in the country around then. You must come back, right?”

Gong Shayu took a deep drag of her cigarette, looking at the night view outside. Tonight’s starry sky was particularly bright. The damp sea breeze, mixed with saltiness, sprinkled onto her exposed skin.

The snake-bone chain on her wrist was silently protesting—it didn’t like the weather today.

“Mhm.”

Weng Hongye then asked about her recent health and work, as if to offer some advice.

However, Gong Shayu had always been very opinionated and unceremoniously rejected his detailed guidance.

After hanging up the phone, Gong Shayu lit another cigarette. She had been in Yalu Port for almost a month. Her father had only called her once, the day after she was attacked.

Meanwhile, her half-brother had spoken to her twice, but both were strictly business, and he even revealed his idea of selling ICC Yalu Port to her.

Gong Shayu gave a cold “Hmph” and extinguished the cigarette butt in the damp night.

Pushing the door open to re-enter, Tu Si was already wearing pajamas and sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Gong Shayu glanced at the dining table and asked Tu Si, “Was the person who made this food a man or a woman?”

“A woman.” Tu Si laughed along with the guest on the show. “Her name is Ah Jie, and she’s very beautiful.”

Gong Shayu turned down the TV volume. “Will you be meeting her recently? Take Assistant Fang with you.”

Hearing this, Tu Si finally focused her attention on Gong Shayu. “Yes, we’re meeting tomorrow to catch shrimp on that deserted island.”

“Wang Wei was originally going too, but she’s busy looking for a job, so it’s just Ah Jie and me. If Assistant Fang goes, I’ll need to tell her in advance. Ah Jie is quite shy.”

Gong Shayu: “…”

You’re quite articulate when talking about other women.

“Wang Wei said Sister is a bad person for driving the old woman out. Now she has to live by picking up trash,” Tu Si suddenly seemed to remember something she needed to settle with Gong Shayu. “Most importantly, she stole all my mineral water bottles.”

Gong Shayu’s face was full of question marks. If it weren’t for Tu Si finding the ledger, she wouldn’t bother listening to her nonsense.

Tu Si’s ability to read people was growing daily. She felt the need to explain herself. “They’re empty mineral water bottles! You can sell those for money. Didn’t Sister know that?”

Gong Shayu: “……………………”