Chapter 9: He Likes Emotionally Stable Clients

Molly smiled very gently, appearing very approachable.

However, Lin Xue’er did not like her.

Lin Xue’er felt a sense of resistance.

She was absolutely certain that, from the bottom of her heart, she hated Miss Molly—this woman who smiled so gently and harmlessly, possessed such noble elegance, and was so perfect that it made others feel ashamed of themselves.

Earlier, before Molly had arrived, Lin Xue’er had pushed back every single one of the dozen or so delicate little dresses she had tried on.

She had kept only one—the most expensive, best-fitting, and most beautiful piece.

Then, she had secretly found a member of the store staff and quietly asked for a set of men’s clothing.

She paid for it using the allowance she had been saving for a long time.

This was a gift she wanted to give her brother.

She knew Lin Lue’s size by heart.

Lin Xue’er fixed her gaze on Lin Lue again.

She wanted nothing more than to rush forward and push Molly away from her brother’s side.

However, when she saw the gentle, professional expression on Lin Lue’s face, Lin Xue’er stopped in her tracks.

She suppressed her little temper.

‘Brother is working.’

She had to be a sensible, good girl and not disturb him.

Lin Xue’er lowered her head and followed along.

Once they reached the outdoors and arrived at a park, Lin Xue’er felt stifled.

She said in a low voice:

“I’m going to go buy some drinks.”

She turned around and walked away with small steps, her little white leather shoes clicking against the pavement.

Her teeth bit down hard on her cherry-red lips.

Lin Xue’er clutched her delicate chest with one hand.

It felt… very uncomfortable here.

She was currently wearing her new outfit—that beautiful dress—but along the way, Lin Lue… had not looked at her much at all.

She knew, and she understood.

It was because Molly was by his side, and because he was working…

However, the feeling of her expectations falling through was truly hard to bear.

She cared too much about his gaze.

Yet, if she didn’t care about his gaze, she wouldn’t have anything left to care about.

Molly watched Lin Xue’er’s small back as she walked away.

She raised her hand to tuck a few mischievous strands of hair that had been ruffled by the wind behind her pearly white ear.

This revealed the side of her neck, which was as white as snow-covered jade.

The gentle smile on the corners of her lips did not fade.

She said, “Little Xue’er is truly adorable.”

Lin Lue watched Lin Xue’er’s back until she entered the milk tea shop and disappeared completely before he slowly retracted his gaze.

He nodded in agreement.

“Yes, my sister is indeed very cute.”

“Now then, let’s discuss another matter, Miss Molly.”

Lin Lue raised his right hand and opened his palm.

There, a mysterious, faint silver pattern flowed quietly under the sunlight.

From the center of the pattern, a slender fingertip would occasionally poke out, lightly hooking against his palm.

It felt strangely playful.

“Can you remove the Spatial Imprint now?”

Lin Lue felt quite helpless.

A Witch of the Spatial Element had far too many tricks.

Of course, Lin Lue had guided her toward this.

Otherwise, given Molly’s upbringing, it would be difficult for her to do something so “stealthy” in public.

After all, for her, it was still a bit too stimulating.

Sure enough, a visible layer of crimson flushed across her fair cheeks, making her look bashfully beautiful and moving.

She brushed her palm against Lin Lue’s to wipe away the Spatial Imprint.

Although Lin Lue had guided her, he hadn’t actually held much hope.

He hadn’t expected Molly to actually take the bait.

How should he put it…

This high-and-mighty Spatial Element Witch was a bit of a closet pervert.

Lin Lue still maintained his professional ethics.

Since the other party had paid, he would certainly ensure she received enough emotional value.

Even though she was blushing with shame, Ye Kui could read a hidden, unusual sense of pleasure from those moist, beautiful eyes.

After all, the more dignified and law-abiding a person was, the more repressed they were inside, and the more they craved excitement.

Molly was equivalent to a barrel of gunpowder packed to the brim.

And Lin Lue had simply held up a lighter.

“Lin Lue, don’t you think you’re being a bit excessive?”

Molly tilted her head slightly, her tone carrying a hint of obvious complaint.

“Excessive? Shouldn’t it be Miss Molly who is being excessive? You’ve been teasing me the whole way here.”

“I… I don’t care! It’s your fault!”

Molly stammered for a moment, then puffed out her chest, displaying an unreasonable side.

[Magic Power Points +1]

Lin Lue looked at the reward he had obtained and nodded with a smile.

“You’re right. It is my fault.”

“So, Miss Molly, do you feel much more relaxed now?”

Molly was silent for a moment, then she pursed her lips and nodded.

“Yes… I do.”

Having been afraid of being discovered the whole way, her heart had been pounding wildly.

Now that she had relaxed, it felt as if the heavy weight pressing down on her heart had been completely vented out.

It felt like putting on a fresh pair of panties.

Molly lowered her head, her fingertips twiddling with the hem of her skirt.

Now that she had calmed down and fallen into thought, reflecting on the journey, she… actually liked that feeling?

So, was she actually a person with a very strong desire for dominance?

A tingly sensation came from the top of her head.

Molly looked up.

Lin Lue had raised his hand, naturally plucking a withered yellow leaf that had fallen into her hair.

Molly happened to see a fragment of a leaf on top of Lin Lue’s head as well.

She also raised her hand to remove it for him.

This scene fell into the eyes of a young couple passing by nearby.

The two women smiled at each other and couldn’t help but whisper:

“What a beautiful love.”

Love?

Molly’s cheeks grew hot again, and her toes began to grind against the ground.

She was someone who had already been married.

“Lin Lue, don’t misunderstand.”

She spoke up quickly, as if explaining to him, but also as if explaining to herself.

“Of course, I won’t misunderstand, Miss Molly,” Lin Lue said with a serious face.

Seeing his solemn expression, Molly inexplicably felt a pang of slight grievance.

She puffed out her pink cheeks.

Suddenly, she grabbed Lin Lue.

She pulled him back.

They sat down together on a bench.

She lifted her long legs, clad in white stockings, and rested them directly across his thighs.

“I’m tired. Massage my feet.”

After saying that, Molly turned her head away and didn’t look at him.

Her high heels dangled halfway from the tips of her silk-covered feet, swaying gently as the white fabric reflected the light.

“I… I’m going to bully you!”

Once Miss Molly finished speaking, she didn’t dare to look at Lin Lue even more.

Lin Lue had good eyesight, so he could see that the small ears hidden among her thick strands of hair were already red enough to bleed.

What was this supposed to be?

“Miss Molly is truly cute,” Lin Lue remarked.

“What… What are you saying!” Molly’s face grew even hotter.

“I’m saying, of course, Miss Molly is welcome to bully me.”

Lin Lue acted very naturally.

He gently removed the exquisite white high heels from her feet and firmly held those beautiful feet wrapped in white silk in his hands.

His thumbs began to slowly knead and press.

His technique was precise and practiced, and the pressure was just right.

After all, in his past life, he had specifically taken a course to deal with certain difficult clients.

He gazed calmly at Molly’s face, not missing a single subtle reaction.

The pressure of his fingertips adjusted minutely according to her breathing.

Being stared at so intently, Molly was the first one to lose her composure.

Her toes curled uncontrollably, and a numbing sensation rose from the bottom of her heart.

She instinctively wanted to pull her feet back, but they were held firmly in Lin Lue’s palms, unable to move an inch.

“Don’t… Don’t you feel humiliated?”

Lin Lue blinked, looking down at the soft white “milk cakes” in his hands.

Humiliated?

Wasn’t this a reward?

Lin Lue could say that Miss Molly ranked in the top three among all the clients he had received across both his past and current lives.

She was emotionally stable, beautiful, and had high moral standards…

As Lin Lue mentally listed Molly’s virtues, he almost felt moved to tears.

An undemanding person who didn’t throw fits and was so generous with money—he could never fully repay Miss Molly’s kindness!