Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!

Yueyue said, "No, no, no, I'm just a girl who's been alienated. Please pay me by the hour, give me the money, and then feel cuckolded in your heart."

"Fine, I'll give you the money now. It's a true Schrodinger-esque feeling of cuckoldry."

Wang Hao kept a straight face as he pulled out two stickers, wrote "Just this" on them, and stuck them on his own face.

What could he say? He was convinced!

Today's experience was truly unique.

But for the sake of pride, he definitely wouldn't admit it in his own words.

And, he wouldn't pay!

He was prepared to freeload.

The girl laughed, peeled off the two labels from his face, and treasured them like rare collectibles, "Since you're so stubborn, I'll just take the money then. How about I join you for dinner, and remember to drop me home, okay?"

They found a Chinese restaurant, and Yueyue continued the performance.

"This restaurant, my big cousin used to bring me here too. He often made me work to earn money, to get rich, and then treat him to steak every day, live in a mansion, drive fancy cars!"

"He's that shameless, huh?"

"Yeah, he's that shameless."

"Is he more handsome or am I?" Wang Hao also asked a loaded question.

"Of course... it's you, little brother, who's handsome!" Yueyue's cheeks reddened, looking shy.

Got to hand it to her, this woman really had no shame, but Old Wang was quite pleased.

How to put it... it wasn't exactly a lie, was it?

While chatting, Wang Hao always felt the exposed part of his ankle occasionally brushing against the girl's smooth skin.

She must be doing it on purpose!

Of course, it was just a fleeting touch. By the time he realized what the smooth sensation was, it had gone.

He anxiously awaited for quite some time, and there was another fleeting touch, but when he was ready to enjoy it, it was gone again.

He continued to wait, and after a long wait with no more touches, he couldn't help but feel agitated.

Yet his heart was tumultuous, full of ups and downs!

Meanwhile, Yueyue at the dinner table was just seriously ordering food and making conversation; no ordinary person could tell she was fishing for something under the table.

"There's a big problem," Old Wang was getting frustrated, "You said you've never been in a relationship before, so how come you're so adept?"

"That's a question about personal privacy, little brother, should you be asking that? But since you're handsome... I'll tell you anyway!"

Yueyue finished ordering, sitting primly, resting her chin on one hand: "Like I said before, there's a big cousin at home who wants me to support him forever."

"So I can only train in my head, how to support... someone... financially, and then make big money!"

What the heck!

"It seems like you're quite experienced in... financial relations. But can you really make big money from that?"

"Not at all, like I said, it's all training in my head. Little brother, you're my first client, and there has been nothing inappropriate today, very gentlemanly."

"If possible, you could take care of me for life, then I wouldn't have to continue in this line of work! I'm very economical, I can cook, do laundry, sweep, mop, and make meals!"

Those watery eyes blinked, seemingly hopeful about something.

Wang Hao's mood fluctuated as she spoke, a simple daily fact somehow became playful in her words.

Yueyue smiled, "Little brother, do you find me cute today?"

"You're a bit beyond cute."

Obviously, Yueyue became nervous, fingers sliding on the glass, head down, cheeks blushing like a fiery sunset, "Have you ever wanted to... um... never mind..."

Wang Hao fell silent for a moment, his indecision palpable.

Don't overdo it, you're going to be "cousin" tomorrow, how will you face her then?

Yueyue whispered softly again, "Little brother, you have a cousin at home, right? If possible, I can take over her role, do the housework for you, as long as you treat me a bit better! The identity of 'cousin' is not needed!"

Wang Hao is increasingly hesitant; her suggestion was to permanently eliminate the "cousin" label.

Don't put it on again!

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