Wish to Get Rich But Wear a Scumbag A - Chapter 2

Yan He didn’t dare open her eyes, desperately hoping it was just a hallucination.

A bathroom scene paired with these lines? This is clearly a plot that can’t be broadcast!

Could the Yan Family go bankrupt the moment I finish saying this? Yan He seriously doubted the Adjustment System’s reliability.

…Probably not? I’m not sure where the plot is at right now. I strongly advise you to complete the Newbie Quest as soon as possible to activate your Authority. Otherwise, you won’t even know the Original Host’s bank card password.

Yan He: “……” You bastard.

Feeling guilty, Yan He clutched her head and rocked back and forth before cautiously rolling back to Qi Xingwan’s side.

Do you really need to mop the floor right now?

Remember to maintain your character persona during plot progression, dear!

Yan He also found rolling around inconvenient. She slapped her butt, stood up, and adopted a spoiled brat’s tone: “You, come with me.”

Qi Xingwan remained curled up in the corner, not even bothering to glance at her.

Yan He’s first attempt at playing a spoiled brat ended with a cold shoulder. Fortunately, her thick skin prevented any embarrassment.

She bent down to pick up Qi Xingwan, deliberately warning in a harsh voice to avoid getting slapped: “Don’t move unless you want to suffer!”

Qi Xingwan’s favorability -10

Yan He paused, as if she saw her great-grandmother beckoning to her.

It’s just ten points, she thought. If I behave well from now on, I can definitely get back into positive territory!

With this realization, her steps lightened considerably.

The servants remembered to close the door as they left. Yan He braced herself with her knee and opened the door with one hand.

“Miss, you—?” Aunt Wu, who was waiting outside, froze for a moment when she saw Yan He carrying Qi Xingwan.

Only after stepping out did Yan He realize she didn’t know the way. “Lead the way,” she said. “To the master bedroom.”

Qi Xingwan glanced up at her, her expression listless. Her right hand stealthily reached up to Yan He’s neck, her fingertips hovering over a certain spot.

Her unfiled, sharp nails felt like a cold, venomous snake eyeing the vulnerable glands.

Oblivious to this, Yan He only felt a sudden chill on her neck.

You have entered the plot location “Master Bedroom Bathroom.” Please deliver your lines in sequence.

The protagonists’ dialogue will drive the plot forward, making the direction unpredictable. Please cooperate to complete the scene.

Yan He stood in the bathroom, sword drawn, looking around in bewilderment. Why do you rich people build bathrooms this big?!

Are we playing hide-and-seek?

Cooperate?

Heh, I’d be thanking the heavens if the female lead didn’t stab me…

Yan He pondered how to keep the female lead quiet while simultaneously surveying her surroundings.

Even a wealthy person’s bathroom had separate wet and dry areas, with a secluded soaking tub. A small stool sat beside the tub, and the edge was wide enough to sit on, making it seem safe.

But when Yan He considered what she needed to say later, she decisively decided to have the female lead sit on the toilet lid.

As she bent down to set Qi Xingwan down, the arm draped around her neck suddenly tightened. A sharp sting, like a bee sting, pierced the back of her neck, making her jolt so violently she nearly dropped the female lead.

Yan He tilted her head to look at Qi Xingwan, bewildered. “Why are you poking my rich neck?”

007 let out a piercing screech: That’s your gland!

A flicker of confusion crossed Qi Xingwan’s guarded eyes. Her fingers froze on the gland, giving Yan He the opportunity to set her down and retreat several steps to safety.

That was close… Yan He exhaled deeply, her heart pounding with lingering fear.

Her original world didn’t have these things. She’d completely forgotten that in literature, glands were even more fragile than Lin Daiyu upon learning of Xue Baochai and Jia Baoyu’s marriage!

Yan He’s expression of near-death relief caught Qi Xingwan’s eye, and she inwardly cursed herself for letting such nonsense distract her, costing her a crucial advantage.

Qi Xingwan’s Favor -20

Yan He: “???” Wait, what? Why? I can’t even dodge when she’s pinching me?!

Growing increasingly indignant, Yan He seized the moment and delivered her line: “Qi Xingwan, did I give you permission to put on clothes?”

Qi Xingwan’s Favor -100; Script Performance Progress +1

As soon as the system notification appeared, Yan He clamped her hand over the female lead’s mouth like she was squeezing the neck of a goose.

Her lips were soft, slightly dry from prolonged dehydration.

When Qi Xingwan saw Yan He reach out, she instinctively raised her hands to block her. But the Alpha’s innate physical advantage, combined with Qi Xingwan’s days of starvation, left her helpless. Not only were both her hands pinned, but her mouth was also clamped shut, leaving her as helpless as fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of her captor.

Qi Xingwan’s Favor -30

Qi Xingwan glared coldly at Yan He, her pupils simmering with suppressed fury.

Yan He pretended not to notice, reaching for a toothbrush cup in the cabinet with one hand.

Qi Xingwan frowned slightly in discomfort. Her swollen knees throbbed with unbearable pain, but she refused to remain in the bathroom with an Alpha who frequently humiliated her.

Just then, the Alpha, who seemed to be acting on a whim, suddenly brightened up. She filled a toothbrush cup with warm water and blocked Qi Xingwan’s path with a forceful stance.

“Be good and drink what’s in this cup!”

Qi Xingwan’s favorability -50; Dialogue performance progress +1

Yan He noticed Qi Xingwan’s legs trembling slightly. Ignoring the risk of being hit, she reached out and wrapped an arm around Qi Xingwan’s waist. Feeling Qi Xingwan struggle, she lowered her voice, her tone stern. “Don’t move so much. You’ll fall.”

Qi Xingwan glanced at the hand loosely clenched at her waist, hesitated, and opened her mouth to take a sip. But the toothbrush cup was immediately pulled away, accompanied by the Alpha’s triumphant, mischievous voice from beside her.

“Want it? Beg me~”

Qi Xingwan’s favorability -50