QT: Against My Will (Volume 2)

4.35 - Where Is Her Halo? - Dangerous Angels

'At least leave some bodyguards behind!囧'

'Is this a test? Shall I fail it?'

'No matter what I do, his interest will keep on growing. I can only speed up or slow down the process.'

Bing Shi secured her shoulder bag. Looking around the bustling street, she noticed a jewelry store to her right. Did it belong to Zhao Rong? She slowly strolled into the store and took off her hoodie.

(Mr. Jelly): Bing Shi, I don't know if I'll meet your expectations.

(Mrs. Jelly): No problem, just enjoy yourself. This sugar mommy has loads of money.

After Xuan Mu made sure that Bing Shi wouldn't allow Zhao Rong to hurt her in any way and that she wouldn't recall any new memories, he began closed training.

(Mr. Jelly): No, I meant... You won't stay my sugar mommy for long.

(Mrs. Jelly): ...trzufukfrwrstiyu?!?!?!?

(Mr. Jelly): YES.

Looking at the levitating widget before him, Xuan Mu started to laugh at her spam messages. The soul binding succeeded. After the constant tweaking with Kuro, he was partly the owner of someone's phone.

As a gatekeeper without any backing, Xuan Mu had no status or money. Regardless, he could always depend on Bing Shi, the only person he could trust. Except for him and Fei Lan, nobody else was able to kill her, that was how high her guard was.

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Kuro started to fan Bing Shi with a paper fan. Should it inform the HQ? Kuro didn't want them to take Baby Shiro away, whose sole function was to connect its host and her boyfriend across the universe.

Because baby Shiro partly belonged to Bing Shi, the rule where she had to pay whenever she wanted to give something away was nullified — she was upgrading her 'widget,' she was not providing Xuan Mu with anything, except the pills of course. Its host said that no matter the cost, their safety came first. Kuro concluded that baby Shiro was not a threat to the HQ and continued to fan its Host.

(Mrs. Jelly): I want to kiss you, and hug you, and...Ahh... Stop being so hot. I'm meltiiiing.

She sent him a gif of a cute penguin that was dancing under a scorching sun.

(Mr. Jelly): Dear, calm down. Don't let the whole world see your beauty.

(Mrs. Jelly): Oh? Ok.ok.ok.

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Inside the large jewelry store, the young vendor observed the new customer carefully. She stuck out like a sore thumb compared to the few wealthy ladies in the store. Her enchanting smile almost took his breath away and her glamour brought an internal flame from within his body. Her dark skin gleamed with a healthy shimmer. So clean, and soft; he longed to touch it.

As she got closer to him, the original glow slowly faded away, what remained were her mystical grey eyes that glinted in the afternoon rays, 'That golden hairpiece ... Are those Angel's wings? Don't tell me... a Tianshi!?'

"Eh...um. How may we help you?" The vendor gulped down his saliva. How should he behave towards a slave that was clothed in expensive white silk and adorned in gold from head to toe?! When she showed him Prince Zhao Rong's emblem, he almost coughed up blood. 'She's not just any Tianshi, but that Tian Shi...?!'

Bing Shi took a closer look at the jewelry arrayed beneath the windows — the priceless gems sparkled like a glistering ocean under a luminous sky. In her peripheral vision, she noticed the silent stares of three females.

Full of contempt, none of them dared to voice out their opinion. Her lips curved up into a mischievous smile. Sometimes, being low-key brought more harm than good.

'Aren't they the jelly girls who bullied the heroine, after Zhao Rong snatched Mao An back after her escape? The world story told me nothing about the villain male leads' background, but it was sure to show me all the face slaps between Mao An and her little cannon fodders.'

"I'm looking for a body chain piece that would accentuate the color of my hair, something I could wear over my dress..." Bing Shi described a custom piece that wasn't in the store.

While the clerk had to go backside to notice the designer, she continued to look around.

'Maybe some slave-shaming?'

'Or slut-shaming?'

'Bully me ♪'

Making fun of herself, she implored how the female leads were usually bullied whenever they entered a random shop.

(Mrs. Jelly): Why are they not bullying me? Where's my halo? 😱 Can you see my halo? 😱

Back in her room, Xuan Mu was sitting on the carpet with crossed legs. He placed his elbow on his knee and supported his chin with his hand. Laughing, he went along with her play, "I can't. It's too blinding."

Bing Shi carried a type of confidence that was hard-won yet deep. It tore down their envy and arrogance; making one feel small in comparison.

Bing Shi smiled at his ambiguous answer. She would sometimes cross paths with some crazy customers too, but nothing too extreme. Anyway, they were just little girls in their teens, not her opponents. Though she sent the staff away, the girls didn't start any disputes.

The silence was interrupted by the vendor, who returned with a designer.

Adding a little more details to the designer's idea, Bing Shi chose a few additional accessories, "May I ask... Is there a place close by where I can rent a guard? It's unsafe for me to walk around alone, and I need someone to accompany me to the Golden Bowl restaurant."

Seeing nothing wrong with her request, the vendor assigned one of the store's security guards to Bing Shi, per her wish.

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["Kuro, show me the city."]

Putting her cloak's hoodie over her head, Bing Shi took in the sight of the bustling streets.

Streams of people flowed through the broad road like fish swimming in a lanky river.

'There are more men than usual.'

'Zhao Rong's soldiers?'

'Is he searching for something?'

'Or someone?'