Chapter 212

Finally, all the data and such were dug out by Su Mian; unexpectedly, this guy got more addicted the more he dug, and directly started attacking the software core.

In the end, the computer was ruined, and both of their positions were exposed.

Su Mian dared not accept this compensation; no matter what, she couldn't take it, having dug up someone's information and still asking for compensation—there's no way to justify it.

Under Su Mian's firm refusal, the two sisters had no choice but to settle for inviting them to a meal; the conversation at the table was calm, even friendly.

"Did you guys change the rules?"

Li Shuangshuang asked, and Su Mian did not deny it.

People of their stature had surely guessed what happened at the Graduate School; Su Mian didn't avoid it, directly nodded and admitted, the sisters' tone became more sincere, and they raised their wine glasses in a toast.

"Thank you for doing all of this."

"Let more people be able to survive."

Several people clinked glasses, and the red wine was drunk in one gulp.

"If anything comes up later,"

"just look for us."

"Connections."

"Resources."

"Money."

"Technology."

"All are fine."

Su Mian saw the two looking at her sincerely, finally curled a smile, not wanting to bother them, but Si Shi suddenly spoke.

"Mian Mian recently wants to open a Script Murder Game club; she can earn money while creating her own scripts, helping players improve their gaming skills."

Su Mian winked at him wildly, indicating he didn't need it, but someone acted as if they hadn't seen it and calmly put forward a demand.

"I'll handle the funds and location; publicity is still lacking a bit—I don't know if you two are willing to help."

"No need, no need..."

"Understood."

"We'll arrange it."

"Tell us the information, and we'll help you promote."

Su Mian couldn't get a word in; Li Shuangshuang had already ordered people to prepare, and had them integrate the data, with publicity set to start next week.

Su Mian felt helpless, yet ultimately deeply grateful.

After the meal, they kept them, letting Su Mian and Si Shi play in the club for a whole night before leaving, saying they wouldn't let them go no matter what, and had the bodyguards lead the way.

"Private cinema, massage hot springs—our industry chain is extensive; play whatever you want."

Su Mian listened half-heartedly, then suddenly found it amusing—a place that looked like an illegal club actually had an industry chain of barbecue, hot springs, and KTV.

Just like the feeling those twins gave, with a bunch of bodyguards trailing behind, for the first time she felt like a big boss.

But what came after made Su Mian unable to laugh.

"Our club offers all services; you two can do whatever you want."

"The screening room can have a custom theme."

"The hot springs have private baths."

"Upstairs there are several changing rooms; many customers like to go there to find something fresh."

"Maid, knight, cat-themed… Hmm, we recently got a new set of little dresses with tail accessories, very cute."

"There are also some accessories—metal, leather, fine chains—that suit one's temperament when worn."

"Of course, there are also some small props."

"Soft, with a handle, or something more ritualistic."

She deliberately covered her sister's ears while speaking; her tone was slightly mechanical, yet one could sense another meaning, hinting at an ambiguous undertone.

Su Mian felt increasingly wrong listening, and directly stopped it with a hand.

"Stop! We… will leave after looking around; we won't bother you anymore."

Si Shi squeezed Su Mian's palm, looked upward, and said the phrase everyone says when they come out to play: "Mmm, since we're here, we might as well stay."

Su Mian widened her eyes, her cheeks slightly flushed; the two sisters exchanged a glance, then quickly waved to have the bodyguards withdraw, and poor Su Mian was thus 'dragged' away.

That night the two indeed had a great time, as if returning to the past, occasionally playing out princess and slave, with the throne placed high on the steps.

Restraint and sacrifice are just a thought away; sometimes it's the foster father and the demon, the pliable little tail and demon horns, brought by his big hand into uncontrolled emotions, the confrontation of authority and rebellion, letting everything dissolve into sobs and gasps.

The lamp light swayed, and the roles blurred in their constant changes.

Su Mian finally couldn't withstand Si Shi's almost excessive energy.

She half-leaned in his arms, the corners of her eyes wet and red, her consciousness drifting between wakefulness and sinking.

In the latter half of the night, whether she fell asleep or passed out, she herself couldn't tell.

Summer sunlight is vicious, capable of melting sunlight into distorted heat waves, turning leaves into a dark green; the old pomegranate tree beneath the 'Cat and Snake Detective Agency' finally bloomed with fervent red flowers in summer.

Xiao Tu Song lay at the door, tongue stretched out long, belly rising and falling.

"Fu Gui, what are you doing here?!'

The girl wore a khaki medium-sleeve stand-collar work uniform, with the Detective Agency's logo on the pocket, neat and tidy, clearly an employee here.

Qiao Yinuo scooped up Xiao Tu Song in one arm, 'Fu Gui, be good, let's go to your boss's shop to enjoy the air conditioning~'

Saying that, it was carried inside; as the door opened, the glass wind chime swayed, the white lace half-covering the door curtain was blown up by the wind, and from inside came alternating welcomes of 'Welcome.'

Today is one month after the opening of the 'Cat and Snake Detective Agency'; last month they just had the ribbon-cutting, and the balloon bouquets are still piled at the entrance.

In the grass one can still find some untended ribbons; the Detective Agency has three floors total, each very large, with all kinds of sets complete.

The poster at the door is an endorsement by Zheng Zizhou; behind the counter, the shelves are piled with award certificates for original scripts, as well as photos of the boss and her lover traveling around.

Wang Xiaonan! You're playing games again!

Qiao Yinuo ran to the front desk, glaring angrily, which made Wang Xiaonan's hand shake, "Oh dear, we have so many new staff in our shop, let them get familiar with the work."

You didn't say that when you first came! Su Mian sis, I'll definitely work hard; in the game you carry me to fly, in real life I'll also do my part~

Qiao Yinuo imitated her, chattering away, Wang Xiaonan got disturbed, and the game finally ended in a loss.

She sniffled, not daring to mention the "popular person" beside Boss Su Mian, and went to work with her walkie-talkie.

Qiao Yinuo wearily shook her head, many customers came over, and she began to get busy.

Tattoo instructor, a few high-level players over here need you to lead them.

Those two newcomers, there are two tables in the lobby, hurry up and go!

Adele and Adrian hurried past, holding electronic candles and tissues.

Adele: "That table still needs candles, grab them quickly; you're the DM for *Three Society Festival* later, right? Do you still remember your lines?"

Adrian took the candle, stared at her, swallowed, "Adele, the proposal I mentioned earlier... how have you been considering it?"

Adele paused, her face slightly red, "Let's talk after we're busy."

Actually Qiao Yinuo didn't even know how she got tricked by Su Mian into coming here; in less than a month she became the manager.

The boss spent half a year, frazzled, designing a bunch of godly scripts and then just left it, following that DM to travel abroad.