Then let the witch offer her loyalty

Dong Xiaobai gently shook her head: "He went abroad and won't be back until next month."

"Oh~ a month will pass quickly, I'll see him soon." After scanning the last item and helping to bag it, the female cashier said, "Total 1023, scan this way."

After Dong Xiaobai scanned the code to pay, he politely said goodbye to the female cashier and left with his bag.

It's early May now, the perfect time for spring to arrive and flowers to bloom.

Spring sunshine filters through the morning mist, casting golden rays across the branches and blades of grass. The sky is clear and azure, with a few wisps of light white clouds drifting by. A gentle breeze carries the scent of fresh grass, making one feel refreshed and relaxed.

Dong Xiaobai, carrying a large shopping bag, had just arrived at the open-air parking space when she discovered that there was a person lying on the roof of her car.

The man was wearing a loose hoodie and jeans, with a hood over his head so his face was obscured. He was lying on the roof of the car, sunbathing with his arm as a pillow, seemingly oblivious to everyone around him.

Dong Xiaobai's car is a large SUV worth over 600 million yuan, which Chen Wenzhe bought specifically for her to use for grocery shopping.

Because of its luxurious appearance, which is in no way inferior to those two-seater sports cars, it often attracts passersby to take selfies when parked.

Generally speaking, as long as it doesn't damage the vehicle, Dong Xiaobai doesn't say much. If she's not in a hurry, she'll wait for the others to finish taking pictures before getting in the car herself.

But at this moment, this kind of hooligan behavior of lying directly on someone's car roof was something Dong Xiaobai had never encountered before.

She walked to the car, put the heavy shopping bags on the ground, looked at the unexpected guest lying on the roof, and politely said, "Hello, I'm about to drive off, could you please get down?"

The man didn't say anything, but leisurely sat up from the roof of the car and jumped down.

But the harassment didn't end there.

After jumping down, the person didn't leave. Instead, he started rummaging through Dong Xiaobai's shopping bag, took out a bottle of soda, and started drinking it.

This thuggish behavior made Dong Xiaobai frown slightly: "I'm sorry, please don't do this again, or I'll call the police."

"Call the police?" A very familiar voice came from under the hood. "If the police arrest me, won't you have to come to the station to pick me up and take me home? Sister Xiaobai."

Upon hearing this voice, Dong Xiaobai's face showed deep surprise: "Young Master?!"

The other person turned their head, and in the shadow of the hood, a pair of amber eyes were looking at her with a smile.

Just as Dong Xiaobai was about to say something, Chen Moxin made a shushing gesture and said softly, "Don't tell Lao Chen about my early return to China. I have other things to take care of later, so I won't be going home now."

Dong Xiaobai nodded. She didn't ask Chen Moxin why she returned to China early or what she was going to do next.

As I said before, Chen Moxin will definitely tell her what she needs to know.

If there's nothing to say, then there's no need to ask further.

"There's one more thing, Sister Xiaobai, I need your help with a few things."

Upon hearing Chen Moxin's instructions, Dong Xiaobai's expression turned serious: "Go ahead."

To her surprise, Chen Moxin's first words shocked her: "When you get home, go to Old Chen's room and steal his most expensive watch for me."

"Huh?" Dong Xiaobai never expected that Chen Moxin would actually ask her to steal something.

She immediately looked somewhat embarrassed: "Stealing the master's watch...that's not right..."

Chen Mo said confidently, "What's wrong with that? I'm Old Chen's only son. What's his is mine, and what's mine is yours. If you go home and take your own things, does that count as stealing?"

Dong Xiaobai's eyes darted around, especially when she heard the phrase "What's mine is yours." For some reason, her face flushed, and she lowered her head and asked softly, "But... what if the master finds out?"

Chen Moxin shrugged: "No way, with so many treasures at home, a watch worth tens of millions is nothing to Old Chen."

"Well... alright..." Dong Xiaobai had no choice but to agree.

“There’s one more thing,” Chen Moxin said. “I need a large sum of money recently, but I don’t want to tell Lao Chen that I’m back. Can you act as a middleman for me?”

“Go back and ask Old Chen for the money, have him transfer it to your card, and then you can give me your card to use.”

This was an outrageous act, but given the previous watch theft incident, Dong Xiaobai's reaction wasn't as strong: "How much money do you want?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment and said, "The more the better, but you can't just ask for it directly. Because you don't usually have any personal expenses, if you suddenly ask for a large sum of money, Old Chen will definitely become suspicious."

"Okay, do as I say..."

Chapter 69 I Don't Want to Lie to You

After returning home, Dong Xiaobai packed up the things she had bought and quietly went upstairs to Chen Wenzhe's room.

As the maid in the house, Dong Xiaobai also served as the "housekeeper," having reviewed all the income and expenditure details and knowing everything the family had bought.

Chen Wenzhe owns more than 30 watches, ranging from cheap sports watches sold at roadside stalls for 50 or 60 yuan to limited edition collectible watches worth tens of millions of yuan.

Old Chen doesn't look at the price when he buys things. He doesn't care if they're cheap or expensive. He just buys them when he's in the mood and leaves them to collect dust when he's done with them.

Sure enough, those watches, regardless of their value, were left in an unlocked drawer, untouched for who knows how long.

Dong Xiaobai quickly found the most expensive one, took it out, and quietly put it in her pocket.

"Tap, tap, tap..." Just then, footsteps came from afar, and the door creaked open.

Dong Xiaobai's heart pounded with nervousness, but she reacted quickly in the critical moment, turning around and fiddling with the bed, pretending to make it.

"Xiao Bai." Chen Wenzhe wasn't surprised at all that Dong Xiaobai had appeared in his room, and greeted her casually.

But sometimes, it really is true that when it rains, it pours.

Chen Wenzhe hadn't opened the cabinet where the watches were kept for a long time, but today he specifically went to look for the watches.

Under Dong Xiaobai's tense gaze, Chen Wenzhe kept rummaging through the cabinet, saying as he searched, "I haven't exercised in too long. I'm going out for a run and I'll put on my watch to check the time."

He took out a sports watch he bought from a roadside stall, casually closed the drawer, and didn't realize that his most expensive watch was missing.

He put on his watch and glanced at Dong Xiaobai: "Are you hot? Why is your forehead covered in sweat?"

Dong Xiaobai subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead and said awkwardly, "Um... it's a bit hot working..."

"That's true, it's already May, it's gradually getting warmer. Turn on the air conditioning next time you're working," Chen Wenzhe instructed before going downstairs for a run.

Dong Xiaobai let out a long sigh of relief and went downstairs to make lunch.

At noon, the two sat down to eat together.

While they were eating, Dong Xiaobai suddenly whispered, "Sir, could you give me a few thousand yuan?"

"Huh?" Chen Wenzhe was taken aback after hearing this.

Although Dong Xiaobai has been living in our home since she was a child, she has never been the one to overshadow us.

She always maintained a humble attitude, and even though she had more money than she could spend, she never asked for anything.

As far as I can remember, this was the first time Dong Xiaobai had ever asked for money on his own initiative.

Chen Wenzhe was a little confused: "Why are you suddenly asking me for money?"

Dong Xiaobai lowered her head, seemingly embarrassed, her whole face and ears turning red: "Young Master told me before that there's a store whose clothes would suit me very well."

"I just happened to pass by that store, so I went in to take a look. I really liked the clothes, but they were a bit pricey, and I couldn't afford them..."

Chen Wenzhe was first stunned, then astonished, and finally his face showed fury.

"Outrageous!" He slammed his fist on the table and roared, "As a member of the Chen family, how dare you say you can't afford these things? Isn't this a slap in my face?!"

"That Chen Moxin is something else, what a complete waste of space! If he thinks there are clothes suitable for girls, why doesn't he just buy them and give them to you?!"

"You're so slow with just a few outfits, and I want you to go buy them yourself? Ugh! How did I end up with such a useless son? I'm so angry!"

After finishing his rant, Chen Wenzhe took out his phone and made a call.

"Hey, Manager Zhou, this is Old Chen. I need to schedule a large transfer. It's urgent, I need it today, please get it done quickly."

After making the call, he operated his mobile banking app for a while, then said to Dong Xiaobai with a stern face, "I transferred 100 million yuan to your card. It should arrive this afternoon."

"Go to the store and take a look then. If you like it, don't just buy it one set at a time. Just buy the whole store, including the tailor."

"Xiaobai, remember this: we may not have much else, but we have plenty of money. I'll give you a sum of money every month from now on. Buy whatever you want; don't try to save me money anymore."

Chen Wenzhe is both angry and heartbroken.

What angered him was that Dong Xiaobai, as a member of his Chen family, was actually stumped by a few thousand yuan.

This fact is too abstract!

If this gets back to those guys, I'll be laughed at for a whole year.

What's heartbreaking is that Dong Xiaobai's attitude was too humble. Even if she wasn't his biological daughter, they had lived together for over a decade and she was practically his child.

The way they were so cautious, trying to get just a few thousand yuan, was truly heartbreaking to see.

So Old Chen immediately broke down and transferred 100 million yuan to Dong Xiaobai so she could spend it as she pleased. At the same time, he was also telling her in this way that she had a status in the family and didn't have to always be subservient.

Little did Old Chen know that he had been tricked.

This money wasn't for Dong Xiaobai's use at all; it would just quietly end up in Chen Moxin's pocket.

Dong Xiaobai's face flushed red. She felt ashamed for deceiving the master's good intentions, but she couldn't tell him the truth.

She could only repeat to herself over and over again, "I'm sorry, these are the young master's orders. I'm sorry, these are the young master's orders..."

...

After lunch, Dong Xiaobai went out under the pretext of buying clothes and found Chen Moxin at the agreed place.

Chen Moxin took the bank card and luxury watch from Dong Xiaobai and asked, "Nothing went wrong, right?"

Dong Xiaobai shook her head: "No."

When Chen Moxin put on his watch, he noticed that Dong Xiaobai was staring straight at him, her pink lips trembling slightly from time to time, as if she wanted to say something.

"Sister Xiaobai, what's wrong?"

Dong Xiaobai looked hesitant, then lowered her head and said cautiously, "Master cares about us a lot... Let's not lie to him anymore, okay?"

Chen Moxin smiled helplessly after hearing this.

That's just how Dong Xiaobai is; she remembers every little kindness shown to her.

The matter of asking her to conspire with Lao Chen today was actually nothing, but there were some things that were inconvenient for Lao Chen to know, otherwise it would be too troublesome to explain.

Chen Moxin didn't care, but Dong Xiaobai felt a little guilty.

To put it bluntly, she sees herself in a very humble position.

While she cherishes this family, she constantly feels that she is just an adopted child who cannot and dares not enjoy more love.

Asking her to steal from Old Chen and cheat him out of his money would undoubtedly be a very torturous thing for her conscience.

As for Chen Moxin, he will definitely have to fight wits with Old Chen in the future, and there will be plenty of things to do that will backfire. This is definitely not the last time he will lie to people.

He could have easily lied to Dong Xiaobai.

But facing this innocent girl who had grown up with him since childhood, Chen Moxin didn't want to promise her anything he couldn't do, even if the matter itself was insignificant.

Chen Moxin handed over the bag beside her and changed the subject: "I have something to do, so I have to go first. Remember to take these bags of clothes back with you."

"Hmm... clothes?" Dong Xiaobai subconsciously took the bag.

"Hmm." Chen Moxin pinched her cheek and said softly with a smile, "I was right when I said I saw a few outfits that would suit you."

Chapter 70 Hello, Lu Yilan

(Two chapters combined into one)

In the dazzling metropolis, the night is always so restless.

The bustling bar street, with its flashing neon lights casting shadows on the rain-soaked streets, twists and turns into flowing colors on the damp ground, rendering the night ambiguous and dreamlike.

Time seemed to pass without a trace, and alcohol, like an invisible net, enveloped people in this world of drunken revelry.

A fulfilled person enjoys a brief moment of solitude here.

Lonely people seek a moment of fulfillment here.

"Whoosh—" With the sound of the engine slowing down, a taxi stopped at the entrance of the bar street.

The back door opened, and a slender foot in a high-heeled sandal landed on the ground, revealing a straight, slim, and fair leg, as well as a graceful figure in a fiery red short skirt.

The taxi driver glanced at the passenger's shapely figure through the rearview mirror and gave a professional, polite smile: "Goodbye, watch out for oncoming traffic."

The smile on his face didn't disappear until the customer was far away. He spat indignantly, "What's with this slut who goes to bars to pick up rich guys, pretending to be innocent? She won't even give out her contact information, tch."

Lu Yilan walked through the bustling streets, ignoring the aggressive gazes of the men passing by, and went straight into a small bar in an alley.

The bar is in a bad location and usually doesn't do much business, but she likes it precisely because there are few customers.

Whenever she finished her work engagements and left those noisy nightclubs, she always liked to come here to sit for a while and seek a moment of peace.