Pretending To Be A Boss

She had surpassed the time she had anticipated by a full fifty-one hours.

For over 180,000 seconds, she had completely lost contact with that man, and naturally, she was annoyed, even on the verge of going crazy.

Dong Ran didn't know how to respond; she was also worried about Tang.

In fact, she thought the situation was even worse than what the Second Miss had imagined.

Dong Ran wasn't very intelligent, but for some reason, she had strangely grown accustomed to Tang Xian's quirks. She even believed that Tang was the sort of person who, out of the blue, would want to test what it felt like to stay in the mines for seven days.

And then he would end up trapping himself to death.

Although Tang was very smart, in some sense, he was just as crazy as the Second Miss in certain respects.

"Or is it that she's no longer interested in you? Or perhaps she's lost her sexual interest?" said Li Xiaoyu indifferently, with a particularly cold gaze.

Even though Dong Ran thought she could deceive her, she never really held out any hope for fooling Dong Ran.

She even believed that with Tang Xian's wisdom, he would probably see through Dong Ran's disguise within a day.

The truth was even more brutal than what Li Xiaoyu had thought.

It took Tang Xian roughly three seconds to judge that Dong Ran was not from the lower classes by looking at her hair, chest, and hips.

"He knew your identity long ago and still employed you as a team member, teaching you some special steps. It seems he is sexually interested in you. But men are fickle, perhaps he's tired of you by now? In that case, you would be useless."

Li Xiaoyu sized up Dong Ran, considering this possibility.

Dong Ran was stunned.

The Second Miss knew?

Good heavens, her cheeks instantly flushed red. But the blush didn't last a second before it turned deathly white.

Tang had said the Second Miss liked him, and in the past, those who dared to approach Tang met with terrible fates.

Her eyes filled with fear, Dong Ran looked up at the Second Miss.

Li Xiaoyu slowly approached Dong Ran, her fingers white as jade, gently stroked Dong Ran's face, and spoke tenderly:

"Find him and prove your worth to me."

Dong Ran nodded, trembling, thinking that since the Second Miss had seen through everything and she was still alive, perhaps the Second Miss had a special arrangement in mind?

With this thought... Dong Ran found courage from somewhere and asked:

"Miss... why did you want me to approach Tang... Tang Xian? Isn't he your..."

She still didn't dare to utter "Isn't he the man you like?"

Unexpectedly, Li Xiaoyu didn't get angry; she even seemed a bit smug.

"Over the past six years, I've tried to offer him advantages, but he has refused them all. He just doesn't want to get involved with me. But in this world, who else but me is worthy of him? He must have told you about some of our past, right?"

Li Xiaoyu lifted her head, her gaze inscrutable as she looked at Dong Ran.

Dong Ran nodded. At this point, there was no need to keep hiding it.

"Heh, that vindictive man, isn't it just because he disciplined a few vixens who approached him back in the day?"

Pausing, Li Xiaoyu said with a light laugh:

"He hates me because I hurt the women who approached him, but I will make him realize I can give him anything he likes, including women."

Li Xiaoyu said contemptuously:

"Mating, to him and me, is just a base pleasure. Of course, a truly intelligent higher being should engage in deeper, intellectual exchange. Sooner or later he will discover that only I possess the wisdom to match his own. As for women, if he wants them, I'll just give them to him. Whatever kind he likes, I'll provide. As long as he is mine, that's all that matters.

You are the most beautiful among my maids, and physically, your secondary sexual characteristics are the most pronounced, greatly aiding in stimulating a man's desires. That's a natural advantage. So I sent you."

Dong Ran was shocked. The Second Miss's words were probably meant as a warning, but if Tang knew the Second Miss's thoughts...

He would likely think the Second Miss was really brainless, right?