Welcome to the Misogyny Game

Thanks to Mu Li's friendly assistance, the hotel they found was considered to be on the higher end of the luxury category. According to Mu Li, if he weren't currently homeless, he could have bought a house on the spot.

This is truly the life of the wealthy. However, he is not simply living off his wealth. Long ago, he wisely transferred a lot of assets overseas and invested in many popular industries. Even now, under regulatory control, his wealth is still immeasurable.

In short, there is no time when one is not poor.

Liu Chaoque had seen a lot of the world by following him, so even though he spoke unpleasantly and even though she disliked him in her heart, she still respected him from the bottom of her heart. After all, he was a god of wealth, and who wouldn't like him?

No matter how eccentric the boss is, if she were given 20 yuan, she would grit her teeth and earn the money first. Yes, that's how spineless she is.

Green clouds reflect in clear water, and flowing water reflects pear blossoms.

Although the pond was planted with sunflowers and daisies, it was still enough to amaze Liu Chaoque. She squatted by the pond, watching the koi carp gathered together begging for food, and lingered there, unwilling to leave.

A foolish woman squats by the pond, while a silly carp begs for food.

But no one fed it, so it wagged its tail and plunged into the deep pool.

Mu Li responded speechlessly, and Liu Chaoque said, "No way, are you sick? Who's the crazy woman!"

"So are you coming or not? If you want to watch, eat first, I'm starving!" Mu Li said irritably, pulling her suitcase.

"Okay~" She walked over from the pool reluctantly, pulling Mu Li's suitcase as if to make amends, and received a look from Mu Li that seemed to say, "Have you changed your personality?"

Perhaps she really does have some backbone; after all, she would still glare at the God of Wealth when she was in the right.

Mu Li, a pure carnivore, pushed a bowl of wild vegetables from Mount Emei directly in front of Liu Chaoque, saying, "I don't eat grass, you're lucky."

Then he picked up the bowl of pickled fish in front of him and slammed his fist on the table because of the spiciness.

Liu Chaoque calmly took a glass of water from the side and handed it to him, saying with concern, "Muli, people here eat spicy food all the time. You ordered pickled fish, which is just pure spicy, right? Oh, and a little sour too."

Mu Li: Drinking water like crazy, not wanting to talk.

Liu Chaoque picked up a handful of wild mountain vegetables; thankfully, they weren't spicy.

Finally, the two couldn't stand the amount of chili in the lunch and asked the kitchen to make some non-spicy dishes. However, perhaps because there was still some chili on the spoon, the final product was not satisfactory.

"It doesn't taste as good as the non-spicy version?" Liu Chaoque couldn't help but wonder if the chef didn't know how to make non-spicy dishes, or if it was simply because the seafood wasn't particularly fresh due to the inland location. After taking a bite of the pickled fish, Liu Chaoque disdainfully started eating the vegetarian dishes on the table.

Mu Li: No, your disgusted expression is way too obvious.

He glanced at the pickled fish, then at Liu Chaoque who was happily eating grass, and finally couldn't resist the temptation. He picked up a little bit, and sure enough, Liu Chaoque didn't like it.

The two of them barely ate anything at the last meal before reluctantly returning to their rooms for a nap.

Around 2 a.m., Mu Li woke up and regained his energy. He ran to Liu Chaoque's door and banged on it frantically, saying he wanted to see the monkeys.

Liu Chaoque lowered his eyes, looked at Mu Li, then glanced at the sky, and yawned deeply.

Then she took two parasols and two hats, put them on Mo Yun's head, and then set off with Mu Li.

Xi wondered if the monkeys would steal his camera when they got to the mountain, Liu Chaoque thought nonchalantly, a camera hanging around his neck.

Sometimes, "monkey king" isn't a title or a breed, but rather an adjective.

Muli, a purebred lion cat, fully demonstrated his agility on the way to Mount Emei, leaping and bounding around like a monkey reigning supreme when the tiger is away.

Liu Chaoque, who attracted a lot of curious glances, said: "Social death is a feeling."

Even though Mo Yun is a purebred cat, look how quiet he is.

Quietly following beside Liu Chaoque, Mo Yun, with her ears perked up and warily observing her surroundings, asked: What?

Until he faced a real monkey...

"Ah, ah." The grayish-brown monkey scratched its head, looking at Mu Li who was squatting on the steps and baring her teeth at it. Suddenly, it felt a little lost. Wait, what's wrong with this human? Why does it smell like a monkey?

Liu Chaoque watched as the two... well, monkeys, faced each other. Then the monkey bared its teeth and attacked first. Mu Li dodged with several somersaults, quickly ran in front of the monkey, and hit it in the face, leaving the monkey stunned.

It squealed and gesticulated wildly, throwing monkey punches at Mu Li. Mu Li used a teleportation technique to quickly dodge its punches, and then used a Black Tiger Claw to the Heart, causing the monkey to retreat in defeat.

The monkey clutched its chest, both angry and helpless. In the end, it was no match for the monkey and ran into the depths of the forest. Mu Li laughed with her hands on her hips, but she didn't expect to be ambushed by the monkey behind her. The monkey pulled her hair, and now it was Mu Li who was yelling.

Liu Chaoque wanted to warn him, but suddenly felt a weight on her shoulder. Something furry and warm touched her face. Her mind went blank, and she instinctively turned her head. The creature grabbed her head and stared at her with two round eyes. She looked pale and tried to smile, but her voice was hoarse.

"Eeee-yah-yah (What a cute little monkey, are you lost?)" A grown woman's voice exploded in her ear, then a hairy hand pressed down on her head. "Hey, come here, Auntie will pick your lice off."

It started combing its own hair, occasionally putting its hands into its mouth, making her head feel covered in monkey saliva.

Thank you, Auntie Monkey, but I really don't have lice.

Seeing that the mother monkey hadn't done anything else besides combing her hair, Liu Chaoque's tense nerves finally relaxed. She then noticed that Xiao Moyun, who was following beside her, seemed to be doing nothing. She carefully looked down and saw Xiao Moyun sitting on the monkey's head with a look of utter despair. How should I put it, he looked a bit like Simba.

"Meow~" Mo Yun called weakly to Liu Chaoque: "Save me."

"Um, Auntie Monkey, why don't you ask your friend to put my friend down?" Liu Chaoque wasn't sure if his sometimes-unreliable animal communication skills had failed, so he could only hope that it could understand him.

"Yi Yi? (Your friend?) Yi Yi (It's okay, they're just playing)" Aunt Monkey understood, but she didn't let the monkey leave. The monkey was also staring at Liu Chaoque with curiosity, as if it was thinking about whether to lift her up as well.

Uncle Monkey, you shouldn't have that idea. What if people think I'm abusing animals?

“My friend is uncomfortable in this position,” Liu Chaoque continued.

"Yi, yi yi." Aunt Monkey gave in and waved her hand, signaling him to put down Little Moyun. Little Moyun was saved and quickly slid to Liu Chaoque's feet, trembling.

Although he really wanted a hug, looking at the wretched monkey on his shoulder, he could only grab Liu Chaoque's leg for some comfort.

"Siman! Why didn't you remind me!" Mu Li was almost bald from being petted. He covered his head, his fighting power plummeting. Only then did he remember that he had gone out with Liu Chaoque today and wanted to seek her help, but then he turned around and thought, forget it, I'll just have to solve it myself.

It was as if Liu Chaoque had monkeys growing all over him. One was standing on his shoulder, another was perched on his head, and he was holding two more monkeys in his lap. Even Mo Yun, who had just been holding a monkey at his feet, was being shoved into a corner by the monkeys' breath and was looking at Liu Chaoque pitifully.

Liu Chaoque: "I dare not move, I dare not move."

"Little monkey, are you really not going to join our group? I'll introduce you to the most handsome male monkey." This was a matchmaker monkey.

"No, no, Auntie, I'm not an adult yet." Liu Chaoque had no choice but to make this excuse, even though it was a bit shameless.

"You're so beautiful! You're the most beautiful female monkey I've ever seen. It's just that you have a little little fur. Did some bad people shave it off?" This was a monkey infatuated with beauty.

"Thank you, this is how I look." Liu Chaoque said truthfully.

"How pitiful, born hairless monkey, it must freeze to death in winter. Let Auntie warm it up." This is the monkey aunt on her shoulder.

"Hehe." Liu Chaoque laughed awkwardly.

Anyway, Liu Chaoque understood the monkeys' cries. He just found them noisy. Even if he didn't understand them, it was still unpleasant to have so many monkeys squeaking in front of him.

A monkey was fiddling with the black lenses hanging around Liu Chaoque's neck. He remembered that he had once snatched things from some ugly monkeys, and they would scream in despair. How could the little monkey have picked up those ugly monkeys' bad habits outside?

But the little monkey was not like the ugly monkeys outside. He was afraid that if he touched this, the little monkey would ignore him. Even though he really wanted to play, he still withdrew his hand.

"Click." At the same time he put down the camera, the sound of a shutter clicked in the distance. He thought he had broken the camera and stared at the black lens, feeling a little lost, his tail drooping guiltily.

Liu Chaoque patted the monkey's head reassuringly, saying the camera was fine, then looked in the direction the camera was being filmed and blinked.

"Hey, we meet again. You haven't... forgotten me, have you?" The man was wearing a green shirt, with slightly long, wavy hair, charming peach blossom eyes, and a slightly aggrieved voice that carried a hint of allure. She quickly remembered his name: Biancheng.

"No, it's been a long time since I've seen Biancheng." Liu Chaoque gave a smile, then whispered with some difficulty to the monkeys hanging on her body, "My friend is here, I have to go back."

"What? You've only played for such a short time? Okay, okay." Liu Chaoque's shoulder suddenly felt empty. Aunt Monkey rubbed her face with her tail before reluctantly leaving. The little monkey yawned, jumped off her head sleepily, and waved in a human-like manner: "Eee ya ya (See you later)."

The other monkeys released their arms from her shoulders and waist, and together with the other monkeys who had been watching, they gradually left.

Mu Li, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, finally dared to step forward. She sniffed Liu Chaoque's scent, covered her nose, and said, "You need to wash up when you get back. Who can tell you apart from a wild monkey now?" She even pulled a few monkey hairs from Liu Chaoque's clothes.

Alright, this matter of bringing Potter some monkey fur as a souvenir can be resolved.

She tore off some pieces, wrapped them in a handkerchief, and seemingly stuffed them into her pocket, but actually put them into her backpack.

Mu Li then acted as if she had just seen Bian Cheng: "Aren't you going to introduce me?" She spoke with the attitude of the male host.

Although the corners of Biancheng's lips were still curled up, he was very unhappy inside. Who was this person?

The two exchanged a glance, then quickly looked away, creating a tense atmosphere. Liu Chaoque wondered why the weather, which was almost July, had suddenly changed and started to get cold.

"He is Biancheng, a great photographer. It's understandable that you don't know him. He's been traveling to various places and has been quite busy lately." Liu Chaoque didn't notice the atmosphere between the two and simply introduced him truthfully.

"Oh, a great photographer." Through Liu Chaoque's introduction, Mu Li quickly confirmed the man's location; he was somewhat threatening, but not much.

Moreover, this person is so busy that even if they were the first to meet, they probably didn't have much contact. And this photographer is always running into the deep mountains and lakes, so you wouldn't even know when you lost contact with him.

pass, pass.

After this analysis, it's clear that the mistress has the biggest advantage. Mu Li observed the grudges between these people with an outsider's attitude. He didn't really want to interfere with whether Liu Chaoque was in a relationship or not, but as a boss who hired people, he didn't like his bodyguards being in relationships. After all, men would affect her speed of drawing her sword. What if she wasn't dedicated enough because she was in a relationship? And what if they broke up? He would have to comfort her. It was so annoying.

Let's just ruin everything for him. Sigh, no other boss would do something like this personally.

"Hmm... Smile, who is this friend of yours?" Bian Cheng ignored Mu Li's slightly resentful and sarcastic tone, focusing instead on Liu Chaoque, hoping to get an explanation from her.

“Mu Li, full name Si Mu Li, is my relative. She’s been staying at my house recently.” Liu Chaoque patted his shoulder, his manner intimate yet devoid of any ambiguity, making it seem as if they were truly related by blood. “But aren’t you supposed to be very busy lately? How come you have time to fly here to take pictures of monkeys?”

Liu Chaoque still remembered the photo he had just taken. He wondered if he had taken a bad picture. He really wanted to see his camera.

"I just finished my work and wanted to come out for a walk to clear my head. I didn't expect to run into you here." Bian Cheng saw that she was practically sticking her head into his camera to look at it, so he smiled and handed her the camera: "This is a picture I just took of you. Take a look."

He even gently brushed the monkey hair off her hair, his actions intimate and natural.

Mu Li immediately became alert and wanted to remind Liu Chaoque, but Liu Chaoque's attention had already been drawn to the camera in Bian Cheng's hand.

She looked up at the border town and gave it a thumbs up with great appreciation: "As expected of a great photographer, I can only say 'new beer'."

"Where did you learn to mix Chinese and English like that?" Biancheng covered his face.

“We can’t just say ‘awesome’ directly!” Liu Chaoque said helplessly. “But I don’t have any documents. If I just say ‘awesome’ and that’s all I can say, then what about ‘perfect’ or ‘beautiful’? You can choose one and put it on.”