Pampered By My Fake Boyfriend's Brother
Chapter 254: Are You Angry?

Chapter 254: Chapter 254: Are You Angry?

After sending the message, the palm holding An Yin’s phone began to sweat slightly. She waited for almost a minute, and there was still no reply from the man. An Yin’s fingers twitched slightly.

An Yin: [Is that okay?]

She sent another message.

[Yes.]

The man replied with one word, exuding an icy, sharp aura.

Fortunately, he agreed. An Yin breathed a sigh of relief.

An Yin: [See you tomorrow!]

After An Yin sent the message, there was silence on the other end.

She had no time to think about anything else; the urgent matter was to rush to work. Perhaps she suddenly became interested in making money, and her pace quickened significantly on the way to "Night Charm."

When she arrived at "Night Charm," she first went to the changing room to put on her clothes. Staring at herself in the full-body mirror in the changing room, An Yin gazed blankly at her reflection, her determination becoming increasingly firm.

Stepping out of the changing room, she did not head to her position at the VIP lounge but walked straight to Wen Mei’s office.

She walked through the long corridor, passing a few women in sheer short skirts. They wore exquisite makeup, and as they walked past her, they cast glances at An Yin. When noticing others’ scrutiny, An Yin often chose to avoid it, instinctively hanging her head low. Shi Qing had mentioned to her earlier that these women served tea to customers in ordinary lounges. At the time, Shi Qing had also said one sentence: that the salaries of these women were very high. But halfway through, Shi Qing had hesitated and left the sentence unfinished. An Yin hadn’t thought much of it back then, but now, encountering these women again, she couldn’t help but steal a sideways glance.

The women wore modified spaghetti strap dresses, their cleavage entirely visible, showcasing their exquisite figures. As they walked, their fair legs encased in fishnet stockings paired with dark red high heels accentuated a visual impact with every step.

An Yin recalled Shi Qing’s unfinished words and speculated that Shi Qing might have meant that the nature of these women’s jobs wasn’t as simple as it appeared on the surface!

An Yin quickly averted her eyes in panic, but luckily Wen Mei’s office was just ahead.

An Yin nervously knocked on the door.

Not far from Wen Mei’s office, a muscular man stood leaning against the corner. An Yin had seen him before; he was the security guard here.

The door was pushed open.

An Yin slowly walked in.

A few minutes later, when An Yin came out, she hadn’t anticipated things going so smoothly.

Upon returning to her post, Shi Qing was already standing in front of the lounge door.

"You’re still thinking about going to the lounge?" Shi Qing seemed to have anticipated An Yin’s thoughts, looking at her as she arrived late, his tone quite certain.

"Yes." An Yin nodded weakly.

Upon seeing this, Shi Qing’s calm face remained unruffled, "Remember to take care of yourself."

"I will." An Yin’s eyes trembled.

"When are you switching positions?" Shi Qing asked again.

"Sister Mei said she’ll personally take me to the lounge to observe someday when she’s free. If I can adapt, I’ll officially transfer to the lounge." An Yin recounted her conversation with Wen Mei in detail.

"I see."

Listening to this, Shi Qing let out a faint hum.

In the nighttime bar, you can hear the dynamic rhythm from any corner. Initially, An Yin was unaccustomed to it, but after working for a while, listening to it for a long time still made her feel a bit dizzy.

Luckily, this noisy nightlife only lasted a few hours. After work, she dragged her weary body back to the dorm with Shi Qing.

In winter, the drizzle continued, and mist lingered outside.

An Yin slept particularly soundly this time.

When she woke up, she instinctively glanced at her phone. It was 10:30 AM.

She remembered that around 6:00 AM, she had vaguely heard some rustling sounds, probably Shi Qing getting up. At that time, she briefly squinted at the clock, noticing it was a bit over six.

Originally, she only intended to catch a few more moments of sleep, but now it was 10:30 AM.

There was no time for breakfast now.

Nuzzled in bed, An Yin stretched lazily, her cheeks a rosy blush, looking particularly charming. After dragging herself out of bed, she rubbed her eyes, and finally, she became somewhat awake.

Aha, did she forget something? An Yin racked her brains trying to remember.

In her groggy state, she lightly patted her forehead, a gentle motion that left small red marks on her pale forehead. Her skin was tender, so even a slight touch could leave a trace.

An Yin got up to go to the bathroom, and after coming out, she began frantically digging through the wardrobe for clothes to wear.

Oh my gosh, she almost forgot about inviting Bao Shaojin to dinner.

Once she finished changing, An Yin dialed the man’s number directly.

"Just woke up?"

On the phone, the man’s deep, magnetic voice could be heard.

Across the phone, An Yin’s face turned red quickly, like a crimson apple. "No, I wasn’t," An Yin’s rebuttal lacked confidence, stammering, "I just got so absorbed in the library I lost track of time."

An Yin awkwardly made excuses. Whenever she lied, her tone would rise unnaturally.

Her bluffing attitude made Bao Shaojin not bother to expose her lie.

"I’m at the usual place," Bao Shaojin said.

"But we agreed you wouldn’t come to pick me up," An Yin frowned.

As she spoke, she grabbed a small backpack from the closet and headed out.

There was no response from the other end.

An Yin moved the phone aside to take a quick glance. They were still on the call, yet the hallway was filled with noise, especially from some dorm rooms where the girls’ laughter was particularly jarring.

An Yin quickly hung up the phone, not letting the man hear the tumult on her side.

Exiting the campus gate, An Yin was exceptionally cautious this time.

After walking a while along the sidewalk, ensuring there were no classmates around, she quickened her pace toward the corner, spotting the familiar car.

Assistant Lin was already standing by the rear car door. Upon seeing An Yin, he opened the door. Before he could greet her, she slipped into the car like a gust of wind.

Assistant Lin was momentarily taken aback. After seeing An Yin obediently sit properly, he nodded at her, then closed the door and moved to the driver’s seat.

Bao Shaojin naturally noticed her guilty expression.

As the car drove onto the road, gradually leaving the campus behind, An Yin’s tensed heart finally relaxed. She then turned to the man beside her and said, "Bao Shaojin, hello.’

It hadn’t been that long since they last met, but the way she greeted him seemed overly formal.

Bao Shaojin casually rested his right hand on the armrest, his middle finger lightly tapping the metal surface with an unclear rhythm. Faced with her greeting, he acted as if he didn’t hear, his sharp, deep-set eyes staring straight ahead.

An Yin noticed he wasn’t responding and tried to think; was he upset?

"Bao Shaojin, are you angry?" An Yin gathered her courage, turned her head, and stared at the man’s stern, proud profile.