Chapter 88: Apply It to My Face

’The whole night??’

Yang Xun froze for a moment, thinking he must have misheard. He quickly asked, "You mean... you want to book me for the whole night?"

"That’s right!"

Huang Qi’s voice was dripping with seduction. She said matter-of-factly, "What, is that a problem? Name your price, you little pervert!"

A slight smirk played on Yang Xun’s lips. He couldn’t help but tease, "The whole night, huh? You sure you can handle it?"

"Hehe..."

A lazy chuckle came from Huang Qi on the other end of the line. She retorted, unconvinced, "We can try, can’t we? You don’t really think a girl like me can’t last a single night, do you?"

"That remains to be seen."

Yang Xun’s mischievous grin widened. He said in a slow, deliberate tone, "Actually, you don’t need to book me for the whole night. Paying for one time is enough. After all, yours truly only goes once a night, but that one time lasts all night."

"Stop bragging!"

Huang Qi scoffed, then her tone became urgent. "Enough nonsense. Come to my place at six tonight. We’ll have a few drinks and properly relax."

’To your place?!’

Yang Xun was startled. His brow furrowed, and he lowered his voice. "Isn’t that too bold? What if Xie Haitao walks in..."

"Don’t worry!"

Huang Qi’s tone was full of confidence. "He has something to do tonight, so he won’t be coming back. You can come over without any fear!"

She paused here, her voice growing even more seductive. "But you still haven’t named your price. How much are you going to charge me? Last time it was sixty thousand for one session, you know!"

Yang Xun’s eyes darted around as he asked tentatively, "Last time was sixty thousand for one session. For the whole night this time... how about eighty thousand?"

To be honest, even Yang Xun felt this price was a bit outrageous. After all, eighty thousand yuan for one night was no small sum anywhere.

However!

To his utter surprise, Huang Qi answered almost without hesitation, "Fine. Eighty thousand it is. Six p.m. Don’t be late!"

GASP!!

Yang Xun couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath, completely stunned.

’Eighty thousand yuan, just like that? Without even batting an eye?’

’Just how rich is this woman??’

’And just how much money has the Xie Family raked in over the years?’

’The son of a village chief has a wife who spends money like water without a second thought. The wealth behind them must be unfathomable!’

’Can a mere village chief really make this much money?’

’Could it be... that the Xie Family has some other shady business on the side?’

"Alright, I’ll be there at six sharp."

After hanging up, Yang Xun slipped his phone back into his pocket and let out a long breath.

’Eighty thousand is still a long way from a hundred million, but every little bit helps. I’ll just earn what I can for now.’

...

Setting aside what he was doing, Yang Xun immediately went to the inner room to check on his little sister.

After drinking the bowl of herbal medicine, Yang Cai’s complexion had already improved a little. Though still pale, she was no longer as white as a sheet, and her breathing had become much more stable and regular.

Seeing this, Yang Xun could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Before long, Mi Ting glanced at the time and said with a troubled expression, "Xiaoxun, I have a shift this afternoon. If I don’t go, they’ll dock my pay. I’ll leave Cai Cai in your hands. Call me anytime if anything comes up."

"Don’t worry, Sister Ting. I’m here."

Yang Xun waved his hand and nodded.

Mi Ting nodded, gave a few more instructions, and then left for work.

Soon, only Yang Xun and Yang Cai were left in the house.

The room was quiet, with the faint smell of Chinese medicine lingering in the air.

Yang Cai leaned against the headboard, clutching the corner of the blanket. She stole a glance at Yang Xun sitting by the bed before quickly looking away. Her clear, large eyes flickered, and a faint blush crept onto her fair cheeks.

’Every time she saw her brother, the scene from when she had just woken up would pop into her head involuntarily.’

’She had been lying naked in bed, and her brother was right there...’

’Oh god, how embarrassing!’

The atmosphere was subtly awkward. Neither of them spoke first.

Yang Xun sat on a small stool, his hands on his knees, his gaze fixed on some nonexistent point on the floor. The scene from earlier was also replaying in his mind.

’His little sister’s "White Tiger" constitution...’

’No, no, I can’t think about this anymore!’

The brother and sister were each lost in their own thoughts. The room was so quiet that the only sound was the TICK-TOCK of the old clock on the wall.

Yang Cai bit her lip.

’Her brother was the only family she had left. If things became distant between them because of this, it would be the last thing she wanted.’

Her lively eyes darted around, and she suddenly spoke up, "Brother, why does my body feel a little tingly?"

As if a switch had been flipped, Yang Xun immediately looked up and said with concern, "That’s normal. It’s from the acupuncture just now, plus the herbal medicine. That’s why you feel a tingling sensation. It’ll go away in a little while."

"Oh..."

Yang Cai nodded obediently.

Seeing her brother return to his usual self, she was secretly delighted and decided to strike while the iron was hot. "Brother, can you do me a favor?"

"What is it? Just ask!"

Yang Xun puffed out his chest, his tone full of affection.

The next moment, Yang Cai raised a slender finger and pointed toward the refrigerator in the living room. Her voice was soft and sweet. "Brother, my beauty milk is in the fridge. Can you get it for me?"

Beauty milk!

BOOM!!

The moment he heard those two words, Yang Xun’s expression froze, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

’Beauty milk... isn’t that just my ’tadpoles’?!’

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to keep a straight face.

"O-Okay."

Yang Xun got up, walked to the living room, and pulled open the refrigerator door. Sure enough, he saw the familiar little bottle in the corner.

Inside the bottle, the milky-white, viscous liquid lay still, gleaming with a subtle luster under the refrigerator light.

Yang Xun stared at the bottle, the corner of his mouth twitching for a full five seconds before he reached out and took it.

Returning to the inner room, he handed the bottle to Yang Cai.

However, Yang Cai didn’t reach out to take it. Instead, she tilted her head, looked at Yang Xun with her large, clear eyes, and said in a voice so soft it could melt a heart, "Brother, can you help me put it on my face?"