Every action Duan Fan took left Liu Qiu completely confused.
But now she felt she had to warn Duan Fan.
She couldn’t keep teasing her like this. If the original Liu Qiu were here, she probably would have left long ago after being treated like this.
Lowering her long eyelashes to avoid looking at Duan Fan’s body, Liu Qiu said seriously, “Duan Fan, our relationship isn’t close enough for this.”
“If it were you, you wouldn’t like being constantly teased by your romantic rival either.”
“When I was running my company, you stole my clients. After I got married, you tried to steal my partner.”
“I would find something like that extremely disgusting.”
Liu Qiu felt she had spoken very harshly—she was practically saying I hate you.
She rarely said things like this.
Duan Fan should be spending time with Fu Jinyin instead of thinking of ways to tease her every day.
Duan Fan’s movements paused for a moment, but in the next second she calmly continued putting on her clothes.
Liu Qiu didn’t notice the brief abnormality and continued speaking.
“I saw it that night.”
“You and Fu Jinyin. The two of you… Duan Fan…”
At this point Liu Qiu hesitated before slowly saying the final words.
“I felt disgusted.”
Finally saying it out loud made Liu Qiu breathe a small sigh of relief.
She had never said something so cruel to someone before.
Hopefully after hearing this, Duan Fan would stop bothering her.
Duan Fan lowered her head and carefully straightened her clothes before turning around to face Liu Qiu.
The familiar smile still hung on her face, as if she hadn’t heard anything Liu Qiu said.
“Liu Qiu, hurry up and change.”
“Don’t you still need to earn 300 yuan?”
Liu Qiu fell silent.
Duan Fan simply wasn’t listening to her.
Duan Fan winked flirtatiously and said in a syrupy voice, “Darling, hurry up and change. I’ll wait outside.”
Then she walked out of the dressing room.
Leaning against the doorway, the smile on her lips slowly flattened.
She let out a quiet, mocking snort and rubbed the ruby earring on her ear.
Liu Qiu hating her was completely expected.
After all, she had never done anything good for Liu Qiu.
Instead, she had been constantly harassing her.
But hearing Liu Qiu say she hated her with her own ears made Duan Fan realize just how fragile she really was.
The sour, swollen feeling that had started earlier kept growing stronger, and her heart felt painfully tight.
She raised both hands and ran them through her hair, closing her eyes as she comforted herself.
It was fine.
After all, Liu Qiu had always treated her as an enemy.
And not long ago she had even bullied her until she cried.
Of course Liu Qiu would hate her.
But why didn’t Liu Qiu hate Fu Jinyin?
Duan Fan clearly remembered how cold Fu Jinyin had been toward Liu Qiu.
And regarding that incident between her and Fu Jinyin—shouldn’t Liu Qiu think Fu Jinyin was the most disgusting one?
Just how much did she like Fu Jinyin?
Even after learning that Fu Jinyin had “cheated,” she still chose to pretend nothing happened and continued living with her.
The expression on Duan Fan’s face gradually disappeared, replaced by cold indifference.
If Liu Qiu saw her now, she might realize that Duan Fan and Duan Liming truly were sisters.
When Duan Fan stopped smiling, she looked incredibly similar to Duan Liming—perhaps even colder.
Duan Fan straightened up and tidied her short hair.
The corner of her lips lifted again, and the smile returned.
She suddenly thought of the contract she had signed with Fu Jinyin.
Showing that contract to Liu Qiu would be like hurting the enemy while injuring herself as well.
But Liu Qiu already hated her.
She might as well make Fu Jinyin hated too.
Once Liu Qiu couldn’t endure it anymore and took the initiative to ask for a divorce, Fu Jinyin would definitely agree.
That idiot hated Liu Qiu so much—there was no way she’d refuse.
Duan Fan’s calculations were perfectly clear in her mind.
Liu Qiu, of course, knew nothing about this.
Her assigned outfit was a tight burgundy mini dress, which she finished changing into quickly.
But she wasn’t sure if the skirt was too short or if she was simply too tall.
Her butt felt oddly chilly.
Maybe she just wasn’t used to wearing skirts this short.
“Duan Fan? Are you alone out here? Is Liu Qiu done changing?”
“She should be almost done. Sister Li, don’t worry—I’ll go call her.”
Voices came from outside.
Liu Qiu pressed her lips together, put on her high heels, and walked toward the door.
Duan Fan reached out and turned the doorknob.
The moment the door opened, Liu Qiu appeared in her sight.
Duan Fan narrowed her eyes, and a flash of amazement passed through them.
Only then did she suddenly realize that Liu Qiu was a twenty-eight-year-old woman.
Her figure wasn’t the athletic type like Duan Fan’s.
Instead, it carried the soft, alluring charm of a mature woman.
Yet there was still a hint of innocence in Liu Qiu’s expression, a touch of awkward youthfulness, as if she didn’t realize just how seductive she looked.
Liu Qiu had looked sexy even in the shirt and pencil skirt earlier, but that had still carried a somewhat professional elegance.
This short dress, however, perfectly highlighted her body.
Her lower abdomen curved slightly with soft flesh.
The skirt seemed a bit tight, leaving faint marks on her thighs.
Her legs were pale and straight, and every step in her high heels echoed sharply.
To Duan Fan, each click sounded like the beating of her own heart.
Liu Qiu stopped at the doorway, unconsciously pressing her hand against the hem of her skirt.
She tried to maintain a cold expression, but Duan Fan’s gaze remained fixed on her.
Had she worn the wrong outfit?
Why was Duan Fan looking at her like that?
Liu Qiu’s long eyelashes trembled slightly.
She pressed her lips together and said softly, “It’s not like I wanted to wear this…”
Li Fen suddenly laughed and patted Liu Qiu’s shoulder.
“Nonsense, Liu Qiu. You’re perfect for it.”
“The clients will definitely be satisfied.”
Duan Fan snapped back to reality and glanced at Li Fen’s hand resting on Liu Qiu’s shoulder.
Maybe Li Fen had no ulterior motive.
But even she had never touched Liu Qiu’s bare shoulder.
Why should this woman who had just met her get to?
Still smiling, Duan Fan grabbed Liu Qiu’s hand and pulled her closer to herself.
Li Fen’s hand naturally slipped away from Liu Qiu’s shoulder.
“Alright, Sister Li. Take us to work.”
Li Fen didn’t think much of it.
“Sure, follow me.”
She turned around and walked ahead.
Liu Qiu’s hand was still held by Duan Fan.
She tapped Duan Fan’s arm, signaling for her to let go.
Duan Fan tilted her head and looked at her with curved eyes.
“President Liu, what you said earlier hurt me.”
“Let me hold your hand for a bit to comfort myself.”
Liu Qiu frowned and then relaxed again.
She truly had no idea how to deal with Duan Fan.
Her words had been so harsh, yet Duan Fan still acted so carefree.
Sighing inwardly, Liu Qiu noticed there were people ahead and stopped struggling, letting Duan Fan hold her hand as they walked.
Inside the photography studio, Duan Fan quickly finished a set of photos.
Next, it was Liu Qiu’s turn.
Liu Qiu had never done anything like this before.
She rarely even took pictures of herself, let alone stand here for a photoshoot.
Under the camera, Liu Qiu stood stiff as a board.
“Very good! Perfect!”
“No need for heavy editing at all!”
“Model, sit on the stool and cross your legs.”
“Good. Change the background.”
Liu Qiu followed every instruction.
She felt like she had no expression the entire time, yet the photographer kept praising her.
The two-hour shoot didn’t feel long.
Liu Qiu’s mind remained blank the whole time, and before she realized it, everything was finished.
“Alright, this outfit is done.”
Li Fen clapped her hands with a smile.
“Liu Qiu, you and Duan Fan are natural-born models.”
“Every photo looks great.”
Liu Qiu pressed her lips together and said quietly, “Thank you.”
Li Fen laughed.
“We’ll transfer today’s payment to you later.”
“You can leave now.”
“You can keep that outfit set as a gift.”
Liu Qiu still felt dizzy when she returned to the dressing room.
She felt like she hadn’t done anything.
Why had she been praised so much?
Was modeling really this easy?
“Liu Qiu, let’s go. I’ll take you out to eat.”
Duan Fan’s voice pulled Liu Qiu back to reality.
She noticed Duan Fan had already changed back into her own clothes.
Liu Qiu shook her head.
“No need.”
Suddenly she remembered the breakfast money she owed Duan Fan.
Looking straight into Duan Fan’s eyes, she said seriously, “Duan Fan, I’ll return the breakfast money from last time.”
Duan Fan thought for a moment and realized she meant the 2,000 yuan breakfast.
Really…
The corner of Duan Fan’s lips curled upward.
What a serious idiot.
Who gets bullied to tears and still thinks about paying back breakfast money?
“And the necklace you gave me last time,” Liu Qiu continued. “I don’t want it. I’ll give it back to you.”
Duan Fan spun her car keys around her finger.
“Sure. If President Liu wears that outfit and accompanies me to dinner today, I’ll agree.”
The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became.
Why should Fu Jinyin get to have Liu Qiu?
Didn’t she hate Liu Qiu?
Then she would just make Fu Jinyin hate Liu Qiu even more.
She couldn’t wait for Liu Qiu to divorce.
Maybe only after the divorce would Liu Qiu stop caring so much about Fu Jinyin—and stop rejecting her kindness.
Duan Fan smiled deeply.
With Liu Qiu’s personality, she wouldn’t refuse.
Anyone else would probably say “forget it if you don’t want it.”
But Liu Qiu even wanted to repay the breakfast money.
She clearly wanted to return everything Duan Fan gave her and cut all ties.
And just as Duan Fan expected, Liu Qiu thought about it for a moment before nodding slowly.
She had already put the outfit on anyway.
Changing again would be troublesome.
Besides, those stockings were hard to put on.
She didn’t know if Duan Fan was planning to prank her again.
But this time she was mentally prepared.
She wouldn’t end up crying like last time.
Duan Fan laughed softly and walked out lazily.
“Then let’s go, baby.”
She walked ahead and took out her phone to send someone a message.
Thinking about what would happen next, Duan Fan chuckled quietly.
As a partner, she had to give Fu Jinyin a surprise.
At six in the evening, the sky was still bright.
But some places had already opened their own world.
That afternoon Fu Jinyin had received a cooperation request from a company.
This company had previously rejected her.
Now they had suddenly agreed.
The project required her to negotiate in person.
Fu Jinyin didn’t think too much about it.
She needed support from companies like this now.
So when the time came, she arrived at the agreed location.
Not a restaurant.
Not a café.
Not a hotel.
But a bar.
Inside the private room, colorful lights illuminated Fu Jinyin’s face with an eerie beauty.
She sat on the sofa, taking out her laptop and documents, preparing to carefully explain the project.
But the other party laughed.
“President Fu, we’ll talk about work later.”
“Let’s relax first.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the private room door opened.
Two provocatively dressed women walked in.
Fu Jinyin’s face remained expressionless.
Her pale eyes held no emotion.
Even in such an ambiguous environment, she looked like a block of ice.
The two women sat down—one beside Fu Jinyin and one beside the boss.
“Little sister, is this your first time here?”
The woman’s sticky voice by her ear made Fu Jinyin feel nauseous.
So disgusting.
But she needed to sign the contract.
She needed to earn money.
Fu Jinyin lifted her eyes toward the opposite side.
The man had already wrapped an arm around the woman beside him, resting his head on her shoulder as he looked at Fu Jinyin with a grin.
“President Fu, you can try it.”
“It feels good with women too.”
“They can serve you from above or below. Their oral skills are excellent.”
Fu Jinyin’s face turned pale.
She wanted to vomit.
The man kept talking while the woman beside her spoke as well.
“That’s right. I’m very skilled.”
“Little sister, you can try with me.”
As she spoke, her hand landed on Fu Jinyin’s shoulder.
Fu Jinyin’s body went rigid.
The nausea was stronger than ever.
At that moment, a voice she knew extremely well sounded outside.
“309… I think it’s here.”
“Creak—”
The door opened.
Fu Jinyin saw the person outside.
Her heart tightened violently.
She shot up from the sofa.
Liu Qiu stood at the doorway, her eyes slightly dazed.
She opened her mouth.
“S-sorry for the disturbance.”
Then she slammed the door shut.
Oh my god.
What had she just seen?
Fu Jinyin was actually at a bar looking for someone.
Liu Qiu didn’t dare stay any longer.
Turning around, she saw Duan Fan standing not far away and quickly ran toward her.
Her high heels clacked loudly on the floor.
The smile on Duan Fan’s face was obvious.
“President Liu, I must’ve read the wrong number earlier. It wasn’t 309—it’s 306.”
“Come in and sing with me.”
Liu Qiu glanced at her, then suddenly grabbed Duan Fan’s arm and dragged her into Room 306.
She wasn’t sure whether Fu Jinyin would chase after her.
If she came out and saw Duan Fan, what if Fu Jinyin decided she didn’t want to be with Duan Fan anymore?
Right now Fu Jinyin didn’t seem to be with anyone else.
Among all people, she seemed closest to Duan Fan.
Better to be cautious.
But why hadn’t the green hat value increased?
That scene just now had been pretty intense.
There were other people in the room, and they were already kissing each other.
There was even a beauty sitting next to Fu Jinyin.
What would happen next was obvious.
That counted as cheating.
Yet her green hat value hadn’t increased.
“President Liu, you’re squeezing my hand. It hurts.”
Hearing this, Liu Qiu snapped out of her thoughts and immediately let go.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to.”
Duan Fan chuckled softly, looking at Liu Qiu’s face.
The lighting in the private room was soft, making Liu Qiu’s skin appear even more luminous.
In such an ambiguous place, with only the two of them…
Just thinking about it made Duan Fan feel something stirring.
She liked Liu Qiu.
Of course she desired Liu Qiu’s body too.
Desire was the most direct expression of liking someone.
She didn’t believe in platonic love.
When you liked someone, you wanted to pounce on them and cling to them tightly.
Duan Fan pushed Liu Qiu down onto the sofa.
“Liu Qiu, there’s something I really want to do.”
Liu Qiu looked up, confused.
Duan Fan stared down at her, pressing a finger against Liu Qiu’s lips.
Without giving her any time to react, she leaned down and kissed.
Her thumb rested between Liu Qiu’s lips.
In reality, Duan Fan didn’t kiss Liu Qiu directly.
She only kissed her own thumb.
The thing she wanted most to do was kiss Liu Qiu.
But she wasn’t at the point where she could do something so outrageous and still be forgiven.
This was just restrained, cautious probing.
[Green Hat Value +5.]
Liu Qiu suddenly pushed Duan Fan away and quickly turned to look at the door.
But through the small glass window in the door, nothing could be seen outside.
Duan Fan collapsed onto the sofa and burst out laughing.
“Baby, that was so fun.”
Liu Qiu’s cheeks flushed slightly.
She had expected Duan Fan to prank her.
But she never imagined it would be like this.
The little tricks in Duan Fan’s mind were impossible to guard against.
Just now she had truly been frightened.
For a moment she thought Duan Fan had actually kissed her.
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