Chapter 250: Ling

Ling selected her change of clothes and stepped into the bathroom, ready for a good bath.

If all goes as expected, she won’t come out of the bathroom in less than twenty minutes.

Add in her skincare routine afterward, and it’s roughly an hour, rounded off.

During this time, Ye Qingfeng claimed her bed, leaning against her daily-used pillow; after prolonged exposure, he felt as if he’d been steeped in her scent.

Mmm~ That’s exactly how it feels.

He waited eagerly for her return, imagining how a warm, soft, full-length body pillow would soon rest in his arms.

As for now? He needed to nurture his bonds with other romantic targets—the three from Rabbit House needn’t worry.

Mao You saw nothing but mackerel, and Anbi saw nothing but the hamburgers he made; rounded off, they both saw only him.

Nico needed no worry at all—her mind and body were both filled to the brim with Ding Ni.

He was utterly saturated from head to toe...!

As for the two at the Security Bureau, he could only say: no need to worry.

Qingyi was utterly forgotten, and Zhu Yuan was even more upright to the point of absurdity—her relationship couldn’t progress further simply because she was too busy with work.

When they were chatting merrily one moment, the next she might vanish without warning; seeing each other was rare, barely once a month.

Though they lived less than thirty minutes apart, it felt like a long-distance relationship.

Zhu Yuan often apologized to Ye Qingfeng for this, feeling she failed as a girlfriend.

Ye Qingfeng responded generously: Zhu Yuan made tremendous contributions to the peace of New Aelidu, and he didn’t mind.

Still, going long without seeing Yuanbao stirred up longing—he was, after all, his first love!

If Ye Qingfeng moved into Zhu Yuan’s home, the problem of seeing each other would vanish, and their relationship would rapidly deepen.

He’d simply do household chores, make her a loving breakfast each morning, then pick her up at the Security Bureau in the evening, amid the envious glances of all the singletons.

They’d walk hand in hand to a small restaurant for a simple dinner, chat idly as they strolled home, quickly freshen up, then sit side by side on the sofa, watching a program they both enjoyed.

Sometimes he’d wrap his arms around her slender waist; sometimes she’d willingly snuggle into his chest, savoring the warm, soft pressure against his ribs, feeling deeply content.

Besides, her salary wasn’t low—it was on the higher end—so Ye Qingfeng didn’t even need to work; when he was short on cash, he’d just say: “Yuanbao, I’m hungry~ Can I have some food~?”

Zhu Yuan’s eyes sparkled with amusement; without hesitation, she pulled out her wallet, grabbed a large stack of Ding Ni, and shoved it into his hands, saying generously: “Qingfeng, spend it all. If you run out, tell me—I’ll support you!”

It’s enough to make you cry!

Decided! Once the Victoria Housekeeping job ends, I’ll immediately talk to Zhu Yuan about moving in with her.

She’ll almost certainly agree. Once our relationship deepens further, I’ll find a good moment to visit her parents—whether it succeeds is a matter for later.

Come to think of it... Zhu Yuan is the only one I’ve ever had the chance to meet my future in-laws with. The others...

Ye Qingfeng was pondering how to bring up the subject with Zhu Yuan and didn’t notice the sound at the door—he didn’t even realize Ling had reached the bed.

Ling’s worries had been washed away with the water; joy rose in her heart. She turned off the faucet and returned to her usual playful, adorable self.

Thinking of the private time ahead with Ye Qingfeng, she dried herself faster, afraid he’d grow impatient.

She put on the sleepwear she’d prepared—a classic strapless dress, two thin shoulder straps resting on her shoulders, a deep V-neck revealing large expanses of pale skin.

Made of premium silk, its texture was smooth and delicate, gently clinging to her skin; the pale blue hem stretched down to her thighs, edged with translucent lace.

The design struck the perfect balance between modesty and allure, revealing just enough feminine charm without being overly revealing.

She’d bought this sleepwear during a shopping trip with Nico, following her advice.

Nico had said: “Wear this, and you can completely control Ye Qingfeng,” emphasizing it was especially effective during nighttime alone.

A pure-hearted girl like Ling didn’t understand any of that—she’d blushed instantly, hesitated for a long while, then finally bought it.

Pure-hearted girl? Strike that. I now understand a little!

Ling was a theoretical expert in this area—with zero practical experience.

As for why she chose to wear this tonight, it ultimately came down to inner insecurity.

She’d originally thought her rivals were only the three from Rabbit House and Zhu Yuan of the Security Bureau—but today, two more appeared out of nowhere: Elene and Lina from Victoria Housekeeping.

The moment she saw them, her sense of crisis skyrocketed.

She knew she wasn’t bad herself, but compared to these two, her weaknesses were instantly exposed: she wasn’t as young as Elene, and compared to the older Lina, she lacked even a hint of the wife-like aura.

She wasn’t as youthful as Elene! She wasn’t as nurturing as Lina! Most importantly, both were much older than her!

What could she possibly use to compete with them?

Though she had absolute faith that Ye Qingfeng would never abandon her, to prevent any unforeseen complications, she decided to strike first—using this sleepwear and her own charm to make him fall at her feet!

During her bath, Ling had planned half the strategy. Why only half?

She only needed to plan half—once she stirred his desire, the rest would come naturally. Don’t ask how she knew so well—it’s how every story goes.

Unless that wind guy is... incapable...

As Ling thought, her hands moved without pause. She completed her simple skincare routine, dried her dripping hair, her short blue locks now like solidified deep ocean, the ends curling slightly upward.

She checked herself repeatedly in the mirror, but as she thought of what she was about to do, her fair cheeks flushed deeper with red.

“Huh—Ling, you can do this! Believe in yourself!”

She cheered herself on in the mirror, slowly closed her eyes, took a deep breath to calm her heart, exhaled slowly, then opened them again—her gaze now steadier.

Success or not, she must succeed! If soft tactics fail, she’ll go hard!

But before going to find Ye Qingfeng, one important matter remained to be settled.

Ling’s lips curled into a wild, strange grin, like a villain from a movie.

Hehehehe! Tonight, no one will stop me~ Brother!!

Ling gathered her dirty clothes and shoved them all into the washing machine. After finishing, she walked steadily down the stairs—and returned holding a glass of water.

Also, a packaging bag had mysteriously appeared in the trash.

She carried the glass straight into Anbi’s room. About five minutes later, she hummed a tune as she stepped out, slowly closing the door behind her.

The smug smile on her face announced victory in the first phase!

Hehe! Now no one will disturb her!

Qingfeng~ I’m coming!

There’s another update tonight.