When a woman calls you a moron, a brainless idiot, or a dumbass, it mostly means she's reached the peak of her disgust for you.

But "idiot."

Hmm.

The meaning of this word is open to interpretation.

"Miss Cao must have been moved to tears."

Fujiwara Reiki kneaded the muscular back with increasing deftness.

"Not tears, but she was probably somewhat moved."

The man lying down and enjoying the massage breathed heavily due to his position.

"Miss Cao truly has a resilient spirit. If it were me, Li Ji, I'd have lost control of my emotions at that moment."

Miss Fujiwara sighed, filled with emotion and envy.

Enjoying her service, no one else in the entire Japanese country would have the privilege, Jiang Chen adjusted his head from leaning to the left to the right.

"Though she didn't cry, I knew she was moved. But when you cried, I wasn't sure if you were moved."

It sounded like a tongue twister.

But the meaning was clear.

However, he did get scolded back then; isn't that a bit shameless?

Jiang Chen felt this way, and he had reasons for it.

To this day, even though he hasn't reached Fiery Eyes' level, his understanding of women's psychology could easily earn a master's degree if not a doctorate.

People come in all shapes and forms.

Souls are unique.

Some people, even when there's a storm inside them, quietly stand there, revealing nothing.

Cao Jinse is somewhat like that; her "desire to express" is far less intense than Fujiwara Reiki's.

Genius.

Interesting.

Idiot.

These words might be ordinary to the average person, but when spoken by Cao Jinse, they reveal something subtle.

Thus, even if the Favorability Rating didn't change, Jiang Chen was not disheartened and remained confident.

Cao Jinse's Favorability Rating for him stayed at 88 points, not increasing, but there wasn't a vast gap from 88 to 90.

If going from 50 to 80 is a matter of science,

then progressing from 88 to 90 is more a philosophical nuance than practical difference.

With sufficient groundwork, everything falls into place naturally.

"Jiang-san, do you still think Li Ji is acting?"

Fujiwara Reiki pinched the man's bulging back muscles gently, expressing mild dissatisfaction.

"Li Ji can swear by Amaterasu..."

"Enough, to you, Amaterasu is nothing."

Even if you don't pay,

you can't be so obtuse.

Fujiwara Reiki seemed upset, stopped kneading, but only for a few seconds, quickly resuming her gentle service.

As a smart woman, she surely understands that confronting a man head-on is incredibly foolish.

"Recently, Wataru Tetsuya asked to meet Li Ji."

"This Prince His Highness is quite active."

Jiang Chen wasn't surprised, casually asking, "What did you two talk about?"

"What else could we talk about. He, a nominal prince, and me, just a woman; affairs of state don't concern us, so we could only talk about romantic matters."

Romantic matters.

Would Boss Jiang get jealous?

Of course not.

He continued laying there comfortably, not moving a bit, "Didn't you say you found him ugly?"

"His appearance is ordinary, but his heart is always with Li Ji."

Even though lying down made it an awkward position, it didn't stop Jiang Chen from grinning.

"That's true, his liking for both Koda Kaoru and you indeed indicates that no matter what you become, it wouldn't change his feelings for you."

Jiang Chen, of course, was teasing, but the following words caught him off guard.

"Wataru Tetsuya has seen me."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen finally shifted, turning his head slightly to glimpse that naturally seductive face.

Then he asked, "What was his reaction?"

"A bit shocked, then calmly accepted it."

"Good attitude."

"If he didn't accept it, what could he do? In his view, this was the Fujiwara Family playing tricks and conspiracies on him. Could he clash with the Fujiwara Family?"

Jiang Chen clearly understood, although it's called the Imperial Family, it's merely a mascot; the country's core power has long been held by the aristocratic corporate elites.

There's only one thing he's puzzled about.

"Isn't all your effort wasted then?"

Why Fujiwara Reiki approached the Imperial Family as Koda Kaoru, Jiang Chen partially understood, yet didn't fully grasp.

Nevertheless, such a disclosure surely didn't align with Fujiwara Reiki's original plan.

"Not all efforts yield results. Besides, plans always change. If Jiang-san still needs Koda Kaoru to appear..."

Cosplay.

Exciting indeed.

But unfortunately, her acting skills are just too outstanding.

Leaving aside her own condition, Jiang Chen would likely become neurotic with continuous change.

"Jiang-san, aren't you curious who wanted to attack you that time?"

Surprisingly, instead of leading him on, Fujiwara Reiki shifted the topic.

"Who."

Too lazy to investigate, but he wouldn't mind knowing if there was an answer.

"Wa-ta-ru Te-tsu-ya."

Fujiwara Reiki whispered, deliberately pausing word by word.

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered, but showed little reaction.

Regarding this issue,

he had, of course, considered it,

but never suspected that prince.

"For what? For his country? Doesn't make sense; even without me, it wouldn't change anything..."

Fujiwara Reiki leaned down, warm breath almost touching his ear.

"Jiang-san, haven't you considered that it might be for Li Ji?"

Jiang Chen suddenly fell silent.

"...You mean, he knows Koda Kaoru and you are the same person?"

"Hehehe, who knows."

The enticing presence slowly faded, presumably as Fujiwara Reiki straightened up.

The skillful teasing was increasingly adept.

Hmm.

This mastery of sizing and distance control.

It indeed resembles a professional therapist.

"But regardless, since he dared to harm Jiang-san, Li Ji will definitely make him pay."

Weren't they just talking about romance?

However, Jiang Chen was accustomed to her inconsistencies, said nothing, rose from the bed, and gestured for clothes.

Time's up.

"Jiang-san, aren't you going to extend the time?"

Truly the tricks of a therapist.

What sort of person is Boss Jiang? Certainly not a naive rookie, even if it didn't cost anything, he shook his head decisively.

"No extension."

"Jiang-san, are you sure?"

Slick, nylon-stockinged legs began stroking him.

Jiang Chen remained unfazed, took the clothes from her hands, dressed, and got off the bed.

"Jiang-san~"

The elongated nasal sound seemed to tug at one's soul.

Jiang Chen already had his trousers on.

"When relatives come, there's no need to extend the time."

Fujiwara Reiki, kneeling by the bed, froze, then her face turned bright red.

Who knows when, or maybe stumbled upon it, Boss Jiang tidied his outfit, and walked out.

Indeed.

What kind of therapist asks clients to extend the session when relatives are around?

That's just outright trickery.

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