Finest Servant

Chapter 39 Enchantment (Part 2)

 

Dong Qiaoqiao suddenly woke up, her cheeks flushed red and her eyes filled with tears.
“Brother Lin, you, you—”

 

She shyly got up to run away, but accidentally knocked over a book of illustrations on the bedside table.
As Dong Qiaoqiao looked down, her face turned even redder, resembling the morning glow.
She picked up the booklet and threw it directly at Lin Wanrong, exclaiming, “Brother Lin, you are truly incorrigible!” Having said that, she ran out as if she had wings.

 

Lin Wanrong felt a pang of pain on his back and was cursing Li Ergou for being too heavy-handed and ruining his good fortune.
However, he didn't think that without Li Ergou's help, he wouldn't have enjoyed such unexpected blessings.

 

Seeing Dong Qiaoqiao throw the booklet at him, Lin Wanrong hurriedly caught it.
To his surprise, it was the erotic album that old man Wei had left for him.

 

 

 

“Oh God, are you sending me red hibiscus flowers today just to torment me like this?” Lin Wanrong lamented in his heart.
This was a major embarrassment; at the most critical moment of pursuing a girl, she saw something she shouldn't have.
Now, Dong Qiaoqiao must think he's a thoroughbred lecher.
However, heaven could attest that since arriving in this world, Lin Wanrong's only lover had been his left hand.

 

Lin Wanrong glanced at the album.
As his heart swelled with desire, the strange patterns within it seemed to come alive and imprint themselves in his mind.
A faint breath began to circulate slowly, but unfortunately, it quieted down after a short while.

 

Lin Wanrong was delighted.
Although he didn't know why this sudden change occurred, it was much better than merely appreciating the album for its eroticism.
He carefully put away the album, and suddenly remembered that it was late and Qiaoqiao had rushed out alone in an emotionally unstable state.
Could she be in danger? Lin Wanrong quickly put on his clothes and dashed out.

 

He didn't see Dong Qiaoqiao's figure along the way and grew anxious.
For such an adorable and well-behaved girl like Qiaoqiao, he genuinely cared about her.
Even if she didn't become his wife, having her as a sister would be quite pleasing to the eye.

 

Of course, if she could become his wife, that would be the best outcome.

 

As he was about to reach Old Dong's house, Lin Wanrong finally spotted Qiaoqiao.
She was curled up in a corner, her body trembling slightly, as if she was crying.

 

“Qiaoqiao—” Lin Wanrong hurriedly rushed over.

 

Hearing his voice, Dong Qiaoqiao immediately threw herself into his arms and sobbed, “Brother Lin, Brother Lin—”

 

“Qiaoqiao, it's alright, it's alright.
It's my fault, I took advantage of you, I deserve to die, I'm despicable, I'm vile—” Lin Wanrong scolded himself while secretly watching Qiaoqiao's expression.

 

As expected, Dong Qiaoqiao hastily raised her tear-stained face, saying, “No, no, it's not your fault, Brother Lin.
It's Qiaoqiao who seduced you.
I am a shameless woman—”

 

Lin Wanrong let out a long sigh of relief in his heart.
So that was the reason.
Dong Qiaoqiao was indeed a kind and lovable girl, completely inexperienced in this regard.
After having such an intimate encounter in Lin Wanrong's embrace, the first thing she did upon regaining her senses was to reflect on herself, without even realizing that it was Lin Wanrong who had deliberately teased her.

 

“Qiaoqiao, it's my fault.
I shouldn't have teased you—” Lin Wanrong, with his thick-skinned nature, rarely apologized sincerely.
Dong Qiaoqiao made him feel genuinely despicable for the first time.

 

“Qiaoqiao, I will take responsibility—”

 

Before he could finish, Dong Qiaoqiao's slender hand covered his lips, “Brother, don't say it, please don't.
You are a star in the sky, and I am just an insignificant blade of grass on the ground.
I don't want you to regret it in the future.”

 

“Qiaoqiao, I'm willing—”

 

Tears streamed down Dong Qiaoqiao's face, but she firmly pressed against his lips, “Brother, you should pursue something better that belongs to you.
Don't lose what you want because of me.”

 

Lin Wanrong held her tightly in his arms, as Dong Qiaoqiao's tears continued to flow, not allowing him to say a word.

 

In the end, Dong Qiaoqiao suddenly revealed a faint smile and gently asked, “Brother, are you going to the Xiao family tomorrow?” Only then did she release her fingers from Lin Wanrong's lips.
Her eyelashes were still adorned with teardrops, and her rosy lips were extremely attractive.

 

Lin Wanrong grinned, “Yes.
But before going to the Xiao family, I have a huge matter to attend to.”

 

“What big matter?” Dong Qiaoqiao asked curiously.

 

“Eat my Qiaoqiao—” Lin Wanrong said with a mischievous smile.

 

Dong Qiaoqiao shyly replied, “Brother, you're talking nonsense again.”

 

Lin Wanrong looked at her seriously and said, “Little girl, I will always be good to you—”

 

“Brother—” Dong Qiaoqiao hurriedly stopped him, her eyes misting up.
She quickly wiped away her tears with her small hand, “You will meet many good girls in the future.
Don't give up great opportunities for Qiaoqiao's sake.”

 

“Give up, why should I give up?” Lin Wanrong asked curiously, “Is it that in this world, a man can only marry one wife?”

 

“You—” Dong Qiaoqiao looked miserable, punched him lightly, and then turned to run.

 

So, this girl could get jealous, Lin Wanrong chuckled, watching her graceful figure and the constantly swaying hips, a fiery desire rising in his heart.
Alas, it seemed that he would have to trouble his left hand again tonight.

 

Eh, wasn't he unprepared for a romantic relationship? Would what he had with Qiaoqiao count as one? Sigh, what a failure, he was so easily seduced by a girl.
Right, Qiaoqiao hadn't said she liked him yet, and it seemed he hadn't said he liked her either.
The seduction was truly lacking.
He wondered whether women's physical structure in this world was the same as in his own.
If he had the chance, he would definitely have a thorough “exchange” with Qiaoqiao.
Lin Wanrong helplessly shook his head, shamelessly thinking.

 

That night, he slept soundly.
He flipped through the erotic album several times, and it was indeed far superior to magazines like Playboy and Penthouse.
As for whether anything happened between him and his left hand, it was an extremely private matter, known only to Lin Wanrong.

 

Early the next morning, Lin Wanrong was still sound asleep.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he remembered that from today on, he was no longer a free man but a servant of the Xiao family, subject to their command.
His originally delightful mood instantly plummeted.

 

He listlessly got up, put on the green cloth robe and servant's cap that the Xiao family had provided, and stood in front of the mirror.
An attractive, dashing servant with thick eyebrows and big eyes appeared before him.

 

Even as a servant, he was still so handsome.
He sighed helplessly, quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face, and then hurried out.

 

Along the way, many people were eyeing him—girls and young men alike.
Their gazes were filled with envy and contempt.

 

Those who envied him were naturally the poor boys, as his outfit and the “Xiao” character on his chest clearly indicated his identity—a glorious servant of the Xiao family's mansion.

 

Those who despised him were naturally the talented scholars.
A country bumpkin who couldn't even recognize a single character was nothing more than a guard dog in the Xiao family's mansion.
What was there to be arrogant about?

 

Of course, there were also those who were jealous of Lin Wanrong's impressive appearance.
He had fine facial features, a good figure, and healthy skin, giving off a vibrant and energetic vibe.
It was understandable that the young ladies and married women would occasionally cast a glance at him.