Chapter 270

Insert 8 Not Picking Up Corpses

[November 26, Tuesday, 19:22]

[Commercial Area, Hotel Room Department]

“What a big room! This is definitely something Miss Lin Hua would do.”

Swiping the card, opening the door, Taomei was stunned by the size of the suite.

I wasn’t too surprised. Perhaps it was something Miss Lin Hua deliberately arranged. This suite was the very one where Yiji had transformed from Longhao to Yi Ji. I shouldn’t tell Taomei this now.

I still vividly remember Yi Ji hiding in the corner, covering herself with the curtains back then.

After all these events, Yi Ji could be considered somewhat successful as “Dragon Palace Princess Yi Ji,” but she hasn’t grown much in reality.

Following Taomei’s words, I said, “This suite probably costs three to four thousand per night? She’s really spending a lot.”

I wasn’t sure about the exact price, but I guessed. Behind me came a soft voice, “It’s not that expensive. If there hasn’t been any change, it should be around 2,800. Hotel prices fluctuate based on the season and time.”

Yi Ji answered. She had burned her courage at the dining table and now appeared submissive, avoiding eye contact with Taomei.

…Although I didn’t want to say it, she was indeed quite useless.

From the start, I noticed that if she stood up straight and talked to Taomei, Taomei might actually listen to her. But now, this helpless appearance only made Taomei angrier.

Sure enough, she sat on the sofa, looking displeased at Yi Ji, like an exasperated mother.

I knew Taomei’s temper. Although she seemed tough, it was just a facade. If she truly didn’t want to forgive, she wouldn’t have come to the meeting today, nor would she be watching the live stream every day and lurking in the fan group.

I thought she was already at the level of a true fan…

But even if she were to forgive, Yi Ji would need to show the right attitude. Now, with this weak appearance, even I couldn’t forgive her.

I rushed forward to comfort her, “Taomei~ Don’t waste Miss Lin Hua’s kindness. Tonight, you should talk to Yi Ji properly?”

Hearing this, she gave Yi Ji one last look, who stood rooted at the door like a wooden post.

Completely useless, this person is beyond help.

“…Sigh, I’ll go take a bath first.”

Taomei sighed in disappointment at Yi Ji’s performance, then entered the bathroom, soon followed by the sound of water.

Still no way to communicate properly?

Isn’t being sisters a good proposal?

I felt a headache coming on, slapped my forehead, and pushed open the sliding door of the bathroom.

“Woah! What are you doing here!”

Taomei, already naked, let out a cute scream. She hugged her arms to cover herself and pulled the translucent curtain shut.

“…Even now, you’re still shy with me?”

Didn’t I always have a better body?

She retorted, “That doesn’t mean you can barge in while I’m bathing! Do you think we’re going to bathe together?”

Shy Taomei is so adorable!

If it were before, I’d have undressed and gone in by now.

But not today.

“Another time, Dad is outside.”

“That kind of person doesn’t deserve to be my dad.”

I joked, picked up Taomei’s clothes folded neatly on the sink, and said, “There’s a self-service laundry room in the hotel. I’ll wash your clothes for you.”

“Huh? Wait!”

Taomei poked her head out from behind the curtain and stopped me.

“What am I supposed to wear later?”

“It won’t take long. The smart washing machines have built-in drying functions. It’s warm inside, so wrap yourself in a bathrobe or put on your outerwear over nothing.”

It would take about forty minutes.

I left the bathroom with Taomei’s clothes. Yi Ji was already sitting on the living room sofa, turning to face me nervously when she heard the commotion, relieved when she saw it was me.

I told her, “Go wash up first, I’ll go to the laundry room.”

She asked, “Can’t we wait until everyone finishes and then wash them together?”

“That would mean no one has clothes to wear. I’ll wash your clothes too.”

“Oh…”

Silence again.

I’ll have to talk to her later.

Leaving the suite, I determined the location of the self-service laundry room according to the map on the wall… Who designed the layout of this hotel? It feels like a maze.

“How hidden can you get?”

It took two rounds to notice this inconspicuous little room. Compared to the spacious suite, this functional facility was compact. The narrow room had two rows of five washing machines lined up on one wall.

Maybe other guests haven’t found the laundry room. Only two out of ten machines were in use, but there was no one on the waiting chairs.

“…Perhaps it’s more economical to wash together?”

Seeing the single-use charge, I sighed, though I wasn’t rich.

“If only I had more money.”

Despite this, I had to wash the clothes. I tossed Taomei’s clothes into the drum washer and paid the breakfast fee via QR code on the control panel.

The washer showed the time.

Forty minutes.

Though not too long, it felt longer than expected.

“I’ll go back first…”

A mature woman in a yellow bathrobe entered the laundry room as I was thinking. Clearly drunk, she ignored me and walked to the innermost machine, opened the drum, and retrieved her clothes.

Then…

“Guhh—!”

Damn, she vomited on the freshly washed clothes!

A nice-looking dark red pantyhose was now soaking in the acidic vomit.

“Uh, are you okay?”

I instinctively reached out to help, but she pushed me away.

I was scared, glad she didn’t throw up on me.

“Who are you? Leave me alone!”

She looked familiar, but after scrutinizing her for a while, I couldn’t recall where I had seen her.

Her dirty clothes were thrown aside. She sat on the chair, leaning against the wall, panting. Her neckline revealed a large expanse of white chest, though I didn’t want to get involved, this indecent posture would be problematic if seen by someone with ill intentions.

“If you don’t mind, I can help you back to your room… Can you tell me your room number?”

Taomei’s clothes still needed some time. I decided to help this lady first.

“Mumble, mumble, gurgle, gurgle!”

I couldn’t understand her. Is this fish language?

I found her room card in the bathrobe pocket. Standard room.

“Do you have any companions?”

Asking this, I realized how silly I sounded.

If she really had companions, they wouldn’t let a drunken bathrobe-clad woman wander around.

I leaned down beside her, “Come on, lean on my shoulder, I’ll help you back.”

“Don’t bother me, I’m not drunk…”

She covered her mouth, looking like she was about to vomit. I was nervous. If she vomited on me, it would be trouble. I patted her back to help her catch her breath, taking the opportunity to closely examine this drunk woman.

Her figure was impressive, clearly maintained through regular exercise, though her abdomen bulged slightly, likely due to long-term alcohol abuse… Don’t ask how I could see her stomach through the bathrobe; my hand was supporting her!

“Have, have I said I don’t need help.”

She belched an acidic breath onto my face.

“Take it easy, I’m not charging you.”

Tolerating her alcohol smell, I helped her stand up.

“Ah, my clothes.”

“They’re soaked in vomit… If you don’t want to throw them away, I’ll clean them up later. Go rest in your room first.”

The standard room wasn’t far from the laundry room. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have found her way. I used her room card to open the door.

“Mm, Miss, how much did you drink?”

The room reeked of alcohol, certainly not beer.

“Just a few liters, I can still burp!”

“You should stop talking, or you might throw up again.”

The standard room was smaller than any bedroom in the suite, highlighting the luxury of wealth. Two small beds were set up, one with a suit jacket, umbrella, and a lady’s handbag.

There was also a phone ringing non-stop.

“There’s a call for you.”

“Not now, let it ring.”

I placed her on the bed and fetched a towel from the bathroom to wipe her face and mouth… There were remnants of vomit.

“I’ll go clean those clothes for you? I’ll keep your room card. Rest if you want.”

“Miss, you’re so kind.” (Sniffle)

Her emotional fluctuations were wild. For some reason, she started sniffling.

“I couldn’t leave you in the laundry room, it’s dangerous.”

I sighed, returned to the laundry room with her room card, and picked up the acidic clothes, rinsing them briefly in the sink before tossing them back into the washer.

“Whose clothes were those earlier?”

I hesitated whether to tell Taomei first, but Taomei herself stood at the laundry room entrance, wearing a bathrobe, holding Yi Ji’s clothes, clearly here to wash them for her…

Wait, could it be that she’s not wearing anything under the bathrobe?

Quite bold, but it’s best not to expose it.

“Haha, you startled me.”

“You must have something to hide to be startled. Where did that alcohol smell come from?”

Taomei sniffed me suspiciously.

“I carried a drunk woman back to her room earlier.”

After briefly describing what happened, Taomei raised an eyebrow mischievously.

“So generous? Then you even helped her wash her clothes?”

“Just a small favor…”

“Was she pretty? A great figure?”

Taomei’s tone was sinister, sending a chill down my spine.

I cautiously asked, “Cough, Taomei, what are you implying?”

“I’m saying, are you planning to pick up corpses? Seeing her pretty, are you thinking of making a move in the room?”

She actually said “making a move”…

But now, all I can do is make a move. What else could I do?

“Is that what you think of me?”

“But aren’t you exactly that kind of person?”

I felt hurt.

Being questioned about my character by my partner made me feel like a failure.

“Though I do like pretty girls, I wouldn’t do such things! When interacting with beautiful women, I never resort to force.”

Taomei sighed and asked, “How is she now?”

“I got her to lie down. The room card is with me.”

“Give me the room card.”

She extended her hand.

“I’ll check on her, you go back and prepare for a bath.”