Why didn't you tell me earlier that my little sister is still waiting for me?

It wasn't until Yang Mi stormed out the door that Song Qian finally poked her head out from under the covers, blinking her big eyes: "Boss, you really don't care?"

Lin Bufan crossed his legs and scrolled through his phone leisurely. "Who cares? Sister Mi is a top student with two top grades. This little thing is definitely nothing to her!"

"Pfft..." Song Qian couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You didn't deliberately let Mimi help you get Miduo, did you?"

"What kind of nonsense is that!" Lin Bufan said righteously, "She was the one who answered the phone, so of course she should explain. It's like whoever pollutes should clean up, and whoever develops should protect!"

"Boss, you are so bad~ But I like it!" Song Qian rolled to Lin Bufan wrapped in a quilt, like a big rat that stole oil!

Lin Bufan reached in and pinched it... Well, it didn't feel as good as Sister Mi's, so bad review!

"This is called knowing people and assigning them to the right positions. Look at Sister Mi's aura. If she stands in front of Mi Duo, I guarantee she'll be able to fool her in just three sentences."

Song Qian twisted around, finding a position that made both of them more comfortable, and then continued, "Mimi is just too anxious right now and hasn't reacted. Wait a minute, when she calms down, she'll definitely figure it out. It was you who schemed against her. Aren't you afraid she'll come after you later?"

"Settle the score?!" Lin Bufan sneered disdainfully: "Even if I give her a kidney, will she dare to come and settle the score?"

Song Qian poked Lin Bufan's abdominal muscles with a smile: "Boss, what exactly is the structure of your kidney? Could it be a perpetual motion machine?"

Lin Bufan squeezed it hard and lowered his voice mysteriously: "Actually, I'm a Cybertronian. This kidney was modified by Megatron himself..."

"Pfft..." Song Qian laughed so hard that it hurt, and she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air: "Does your energy block need to use 98 gasoline?"

"Wrong!" Lin Bufan raised his index finger seriously. "You have to use Feitian Moutai mixed with Red Bull, and the ratio has to be 3:7!"

As the two of them were arguing, Lin Bufan suddenly rolled over and trapped Song Qian under him, his eyes gleaming like a hungry wolf seeing a fat lamb. Song Qian immediately raised her hands in surrender: "Hero, spare me! I already applied for a work injury assessment yesterday for my old waist!"

"What are you afraid of?" Lin Bufan approached with a wicked smile: "We can develop some new moves, such as the lying salted fish style..."

Song Qian picked up a pillow and pressed it against Lin Bufan's face: "Please respect yourself, benefactor! If you continue like this, I will report you to the police for abusing a nationally protected loser!"

"Call the police?" Lin Bufan raised an eyebrow and took out his cell phone: "Do you need me to dial 110 for you? But when the police come, they will probably say..." He suddenly pinched his throat and imitated the police's tone: "Young couples are having a quarrel, so don't occupy public resources!"

Song Qian laughed so hard that she almost rolled off the bed, wrapped in the quilt and rolled like a silkworm: "I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore, my abdominal muscles are about to burst from laughing..."

Lin Bufan reached out and poked her soft belly: "It's okay, I'm very good at sewing, I'll help you sew it up when the time comes!"

Feeling that Lin Bufan's palm was about to move down after poking her, Song Qian no longer dared to continue making trouble with Lin Bufan, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed Lin Bufan's palm!

"Boss, I really can't take it anymore... My waist is almost broken..."

Looking at Song Qian's painful face, Lin Bufan did not fully believe it. After all, Song Qian was not only a girl group idol, she was also an actor. Therefore, there was a suspicion of fraud.

"Really? Didn't you say yesterday that you were a dancer and had extraordinary physical strength?"

"That, that can't withstand the power of your four kidneys!" Song Qian pouted aggrievedly, deliberately squeezing out two tears from the corners of her eyes: "It hurts every time I move now, as if I was run over by a truck..."

Seeing Song Qian's expression, Lin Bufan reached out and touched her lower back with a doubtful look. Song Qian immediately gasped, her face wrinkled into a puckered mess.

"It really hurts?" Lin Bufan finally believed it!

Since this was his fault, Lin Bufan decided to help personally: "Qianqian, when I was in college, I knew an old professor. He taught me a set of massage techniques to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, which is specially used to treat muscle soreness caused by excessive exercise."

Upon hearing this, Song Qian immediately wrapped herself in the quilt and huddled towards the head of the bed: "No, no! I'll just lie down for a while!"

Obviously, Song Qian did not believe Lin Bufan's nonsense. In her opinion, it was an excuse to deceive an 18-year-old girl. A 28-year-old girl like her would only believe it if she pretended to be stupid and acquiesced!

"Don't be polite!" Lin Bufan rolled up his sleeves and was about to start: "How can our relationship be so formal?"

"Really!" Song Qian waved her hands anxiously, almost rolling off the bed: "My skin is sensitive, it bruises if touched!"

Lin Bufan grabbed Song Qian's ankle without explanation: "Bruise means blood circulation is blocked, you need to press it more!"

"Help!" Song Qian kicked her legs and struggled desperately, like a rabbit that had been caught. One of them pulled while the other dodged, and quilts and pillows flew all over the sky. At this chaotic moment -

With a click, the door suddenly opened. Yang Mi held Mi Duo's hand and stood at the door. The four of them looked at each other, and the air froze instantly.

After a long silence, Yang Mi finally spoke up to break the awkward atmosphere: "Didn't we come at the wrong time?"

Lin Bufan really wanted to say, no, you two came at the right time!

But looking at Mi Duo's red eyes and Yang Mi's angry look, Lin Bufan finally didn't say it!

……

Half an hour later, Lin Bufan sat alone on the sofa in the hotel living room, with Yang Mi, Song Qian and Mi Duo sitting in a row opposite him, looking like a three-person trial.

"Ahem!" Yang Mi slammed the coffee table and said angrily, "Comrade Lin Bufan, please correct your attitude! Now, explain your violation of discipline last night!"

Lin Bufan crossed his legs and took a grape from the fruit bowl: "Sir Yang, I will request that my lawyer be present before I speak."

"Application rejected!" Yang Mi slapped the coffee table again, only to shake her hand off in pain. "Hiss—Qianqian, next time you book a hotel, can you choose a coffee table that isn't made of marble?"

"I didn't order this, it's the boss's property!" Song Qian held back a laugh and handed over the pillow: "Here, use this to take pictures, it has a built-in noise reduction effect."

Mi Duo raised her hand with red eyes: "Um...should we talk about business first?"

"Yes!" Yang Mi slammed the sofa hard with a pillow. "Lin Bufan! Why were you in Qianqian's room last night? And you were wearing pajamas!"

Lin Bufan looked innocent: "I told you, I asked Qianqian to help me mend my clothes!"

Yang Mi threw the pillow onto the sofa with a loud bang. "Lin Bufan! Do you think we're three-year-olds? Mending clothes in your pajamas in the middle of the night? Do you believe that excuse?"

Song Qian immediately followed up with a complaint: "Exactly, this excuse is terrible!"

Lin Bufan spread his hands, looking helpless: "I'm telling the truth, there's nothing I can do if you don't believe me."

Then, Lin Bufan suddenly changed the subject and squinted his eyes at Song Qian: "Qianqian, why are you sitting over there? Shouldn't you be sitting next to me? We both made the mistake, why are you judging me alone?"

When Song Qian heard what Lin Bufan said, her eyes widened and she waved her hands repeatedly: "Hey, hey, hey, you can eat whatever you want but you can't say whatever you want! What do you mean it's a mistake we both made? It was obviously you who snuck into my room in the middle of the night!"

Then, Song Qian turned to look at Mi Duo again, holding her hand with a look of grievance: "Mi Duo, you have to believe me! I was half asleep last night, and when I opened my eyes, I saw him standing by the bed. I was so scared!"

Seeing that Mi Duo didn't say anything, Song Qian quickly sought Yang Mi's help: "Mi Mi, you also know about this, you have to testify for me!"

Yang Mi naturally stood on Song Qian's side. After all, if Song Qian made a mistake, then wouldn't she have made a mistake too?

"Lin Bufan, stop trying to sow discord here! I was there yesterday, and I can prove it to Qianqian!"

Then, Yang Mi turned to look at Mi Duo and assured her solemnly: "Mi Duo, I can testify that it was indeed Lin Bufan who sneaked into Qian Qian's room last night. Qian Qian and I were both terrified!"

Lin Bufan raised his hands in surrender: "Alright, alright, alright, you three are now united. Whatever I say is wrong. Forget it, just consider it my fault. Kill me or chop me up as you please!"

The three women didn't expect Lin Bufan to admit defeat so easily, and they didn't know what to do for a moment.

Yang Mi was the first to react. She pulled Song Qian and Mi Duo up and said, "Come on, let's go inside and discuss a strategy!"

Looking at the three women rushing into the bedroom, Lin Bufan shrugged and picked up the phone in the room: "Hello, send up breakfast for ten people. Yes, the most expensive kind."

Half an hour later, as Lin Bufan was enjoying a table full of delicious food, the bedroom door finally opened. The three women walked out in a line, Yang Mi leading the way, followed by Song Qian and Mi Duo, all three of them with expressions that said, "We're serious."

"Have you discussed it?" Lin Bufan picked up a shrimp dumpling and said, "Do you want to eat something first? The shrimp dumplings won't taste good if they get cold."

Yang Mi swallowed hard, resisting the temptation of delicious food: "Comrade Lin Bufan, after the three of us unanimously discussed it, we decided to give you a chance to reform!"

"Oh?" Lin Bufan put down his chopsticks with great interest: "Tell me about it."

Yang Mi cleared her throat and pulled out a densely written notepad. "First, you must unconditionally and indefinitely provide the three of us with the Reverse Clock. And it must be the most expensive one—the same one you gave Qianqian and me on the show 'Yearning'!"

Lin Bufan raised his eyebrows: "That's it?"

"Second!" Yang Mi raised her voice. "You must be available at all times, whether it's for shopping, bag-carrying, late-night chats, or when you suddenly want to eat that soy milk and fried dough sticks place in the east part of the city that opens at 3 a.m.!"

Song Qian interrupted and added, "And help with choosing scripts, reading contracts, and keeping away paparazzi..."

Mi Duo whispered: "Can...can we have someone else to watch the movie with?"

Lin Bufan: “…”

"Third, you must send good morning and good night messages every day, send special greetings on holidays, prepare gifts for birthdays, and prepare surprises for various festivals!"

"Fourth, you must..."

……

"Okay, that's all for now. We'll add more if there are any conditions in the future!"

After more than ten minutes of reading, Yang Mi finally finished reading the conditions on the note. Lin Bufan, already dozing off, heard the word "finished" and drowsily raised his head. "Huh? Is get out of class over?"

Yang Mi was so angry that she slammed the note on the table: "Lin Bufan! Are you listening to us carefully?"

Lin Bufan rubbed his eyes and yawned. "I see. You just want me to be your free labor, cash machine, and free escort? No problem. I agree."

Lin Bufan's nonchalant attitude made the three women look at each other in bewilderment. Song Qian muttered softly, "This is going too smoothly, isn't it? Could this be a trick?"

Mi Duo tugged at Yang Mi's sleeve and asked timidly, "Sister Mi Mi, is A Fan just trying to fool us?"

Yang Mi narrowed her eyes and stared at Lin Bufan suspiciously: "You're not going to change your mind right away, are you?"

Lin Bufan stretched himself and said lazily, "I, Lin Bufan, keep my word. Once I've agreed, I won't go back on my word. But..." He suddenly revealed a sly smile, "I've already promised you so much. Don't you have to agree to one condition of mine, too?"

Yang Mi instinctively felt that Lin Bufan had bad intentions, so she asked tentatively, "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is..." Lin Bufan drank the soy milk slowly and calmly: "Shouldn't the triple salary be implemented?"

Mi Duo blinked her big eyes and asked innocently, "What do you mean by triple salary? Afan, are there any new regulations in the company?"

Song Qian and Yang Mi blushed upon hearing this and turned their faces away simultaneously. Yang Mi even picked up a pillow and threw it at Lin Bufan: "Shut up! Don't talk nonsense in front of Mi Duo!"

Lin Bufan nimbly caught the pillow and said with a smirk, "By the way, it seems like today is Sunday!"

Seeing Lin Bufan approaching the three of them, Yang Mi immediately took a step back nervously, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm warning you, don't do anything rash! Otherwise, the three of us will unite and make you suffer!"

Lin Bufan's lips curled up into a wicked smile, his eyes scanning the three of them: "That's perfect, I've decided, today we're going to perform a three-hero versus Lü Bu show!"

After saying that, he took a step forward, carried Yang Mi on his left shoulder and Mi Duo on his right shoulder, and strode towards the bedroom.

Yang Mi struggled desperately on Lin Bufan's shoulder: "Put me down! Lin Bufan, you bastard!" Mi Duo blushed and whispered: "Afan, what are you doing..."

When he reached the door, Lin Bufan turned around and raised his eyebrows at Song Qian, who was standing there in a daze: "Why are you standing there? Follow me!"

Song Qian rolled her eyes and slowly picked up a shrimp dumpling: "What's the rush? I need to eat first. Only when I'm full will I have the energy to deal with you."

Lin Bufan laughed: "Okay, I'll give you ten minutes, otherwise you will suffer a lot!" After that, he carried the two women into the bedroom, but because he had no free hands, the bedroom door was not closed.

This also caused Song Qian, who was eating breakfast, to feel that the cold shrimp dumplings were a little hot in her mouth, and her face turned red!

In the next few days, the four of them hardly left the house and used the hotel as their temporary base.

It wasn't until the morning of the fifth day that Yang Mi finally crawled out of bed, rubbing her aching waist. She put on her clothes while complaining, "No, no, no, I have to go back to Kyoto. I have so much work to do!"

Song Qian also sat up with dark circles under her eyes: "I also have to go back to Korea. I still have some handover work to deal with at SM."