"Wear it," Jiutiao Meijie said with a smile, lying on the couch.

Beside the elm table, Kiyono Lin fiddled with the DSLR camera.

"It's strange, too strange, it doesn't make sense," Dubian Che muttered repeatedly.

"Mr. Dubian, don't make me look down on you," Kiyono Lin aimed the camera at him, constantly focusing, "Losing isn't scary, just win the next time."

"I know that, of course, but don't you find it odd? You just read some light novels temporarily, and your writing leaned more toward light literature. That publishing house called Seven Seven, they publish nothing but violent, vulgar, erotic books, and my writing couldn't take first place?"

Kiyono Lin put down the camera and sighed with a headache, "Mr. Dubian, you really need to reflect on where your confidence is misplaced."

"Meiji!" Dubian Che turned his head to look at his girlfriend, "You understand, right? You know the market the best, right?"

"Mm, understand, know."

"So you mean..."

"Put it on," Jiutiao Meijie interrupted her boyfriend mercilessly, her slender finger pointing at the maid outfit hanging on the clothes rack.

"...You don't get it at all."

"Stop blabbering," Kiyono Lin had already adjusted the camera settings, and although she was obviously pleased, she pretended to be displeased, "Hurry up and put it on."

"Last question! Tell me the answer, let me give up hope!" Dubian Che held up his index finger.

"Let's hear it," Jiutiao Meijie lifted her chin lightly.

"You two," Dubian Che surveyed them both, "did you use the despicable methods of capitalists?"

The two of them remained silent.

"Is this how you repay my trust? It's too heartbreaking!" Dubian Che picked up his backpack, "I'm going home for today, goodbye!"

"Come back," Jiutiao Meijie commanded.

Dubian Che sat down again, "I will not accept this bet, no matter what."

"Mr. Dubian, there was no rule against using other methods originally," Kiyono Lin said without a shred of guilt, "Besides, after I invested in acquiring half the publishing house, I told those people not to be biased towards anyone and to ensure the fairness of the contest."

"You say that, will they really do it? You surely knew what they would do," Dubian Che protested, "And where did you get the money to acquire it? I remember you only had pocket money."

"It's just a publishing house, isn't pocket money enough?" Kiyono Lin showed a disdainful smile to both the publishing house and Dubian Che, "Mr. Dubian, you can only blame yourself for not doing it, instead of blaming the people who did, now put it on."

"Dishonorable."

"What was that?"

"I said, I learned something new from you again, Miss Kiyono."

"Remember to pay the tuition fee, I'm just short on pocket money."

Dubian Che finally understood that those who insist on not lying are the truly bad ones.

Ignoring the matter of the tuition fee, his gaze shifted to Jiutiao Meijie.

"Evil woman, you bought half, so does our family own the other half?"

"You're wrong," Jiutiao Meijie said, sitting up.

"Wrong?" Dubian Che was startled, "Impossible."

"To be precise," she walked to the clothes rack and took down the maid outfit, "it's in my hands, we're not married yet, my dear."

"...Callous woman, even our assets are clearly separated."

"Good boy," Jiutiao Meijie holding the maid outfit walked up to Dubian Che, and said with a smile, "Put it on, I bought that publishing house to give to you."

"No need to buy it," Kiyono Lin said generously, "As long as Mr. Dubian puts it on, I'll give him my half directly. And don't forget about the tuition fee."

"At this point, what do I want a publishing house for?!" Dubian Che could not forgive such cheating.

"Take it," Jiutiao Meijie handed him the maid outfit.

Filled with sorrow and regret, Dubian Che accepted it: "I can wear it, but only for today, because this game was never fair."

"Okay," Jiutiao Meijie nodded with a smile, then she turned to Kiyono Lin, "Could you step out, Mr. Kiyono?"

"The reason?"

"The reason? My boyfriend is changing clothes."

"It's not like I haven't seen it before, why should I leave?"

"You've seen it?" Jiutiao Meijie and Dubian Che asked simultaneously, one frowning, the other surprised.

"Does dating impair memory?" Kiyono Lin viewed them with disdain; she still believed she was the smartest among the three—each of them thought the same.

Dubian Che remembered.

During a winter camping trip, Kiyono Lin got dizzy in the hot springs, and he was only wrapped in a towel around his waist—it must have been then that she had seen everything.

'Even though I was especially careful not to look at her body, she sneakily looked at mine, unfair.'

Jiutiao Meijie looked at Dubian Che and saw that he realized what had happened, gesturing with her eyes for him to spill the beans.

"...." Dubian Che revolved his clever mind, "It seems to be something from last year, at that time...."

"Looks like the one with the worst memory here is you, Jiutiao," Kiyono Lin said with a laugh, "I'll tell you instead, last summer, we went swimming together at the pool, and Mr. Dubian was just wearing swim trunks. For changing into a maid outfit, it's only necessary to undress to that extent, right?"

'So it was not the hot spring!' Dubian Che's heart leaped, but he kept a straight face.

"Not everyone is as superficial as you, Mr. Kiyono, concerned about someone else's boyfriend's body," Jiutiao Meijie snarked.

"Not everyone is as shallow as you, Jiutiao, I only care about Mr. Dubian's soul," Kiyono Lin declared with her melodious voice.

"Not denying caring about someone else's boyfriend, huh?"

"That's right, what can you do about it?"

"What can I do? I won."

"You won and must keep winning; I temporarily lost and can keep losing, as long as I win once, that's enough. Watch out, Jiutiao."

"I am careful, Mr. Kiyono, which is why I will keep winning."

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