Leaving the building, Mimi ordered a cab to drive her to a public mall. Upon arriving at her destination, Mimi hopped out of the cab after paying the driver and strode toward the entrance.
A cloud of cold air left her pink petal-like lips and her eyes gazed up at the sky. She blinked, and the dark gloom in her eyes disappeared and turned bright.
Walking into the mall, Mimi's eyes scanned through the crowd of figures and immediately noticed the person she was looking for.
Near a large pillar, an eighteen-year girl stood. Long legs wrapped by a black ruffled skirt and her developed chest concealed by a short-sleeved pink blouse that stopped at her fair, exposed neck.
Layers of golden blonde locks were tied in a high ponytail, a few strands framing her gorgeous face and her flawless skin glowed underneath the malls' brilliant lights.
Men and women walking by couldn't help but steal a glance at the girl, either with gazes of lust or jealousy. The young girl staring down at her phone tucked a loose lock of hair behind her rosy ear.
If one didn't know, they would think the girl was oblivious to their stares, but Mimi knew internally the girl was probably gloating inside. Mimi observed the seemingly 'naive' girl and smiled helplessly.
The blonde goddess internally relishing in other stares was none other than Emilia Yimo. Over the past three years, the girl had grown from a spoiled rich girl too well…a more mature version.
As to be expected, it didn't take long for a group of bold young fellows approached the 'in her own world' Emilia Yimo.
"Hey, Miss, what's a cute girl like you standing over here all alone?"
Emilia glimpsed up from her phone and stared at the group of young men, her silver eyes narrowing in irritation.
"I'm waiting for someone." She glanced back down at her phone.
"Oh, a boyfriend perhaps?" One of the men leaned in close slightly only to catch a whiff of her lavender scent.
"What a waste, to leave a beauty like you waiting here! They must not cherish you enough."
Emilia raised her eyesbrows, giving off an arrogant face as she quickly averted away from the man's touch. Who would have thought the man would so bold as to wind his arm around the retreating Emilia.
"How about we escort you around while you wait for that boyfriend of yours, hmm?"
The indifferent façade on her face cracked slightly, and Emilia's eyes brewed with disdain. While she prevailed unmoved on the outside, internally she was throwing up a storm and flipping tables!
Just as she was about to step on the brazen man's foot and slap him until he was foolish, a soft hand gripped hers.
Pulled out of the man's hold, Emilia was stunned to find herself in a pair of familiar arms, her eyes blinking in astonishment. The figure wrapped their arms around her slender waist and planted a kiss on her rosy cheek.
"Did you wait long, doll face?"
Feeling the soft sensation on her cheek, Emilia's face flushed and she lifted her head in shock.
Flustered, Emilia stuttered, "Mimi, you…"
Before she could speak, Mimi pressed a finger against her lips and stared into her eyes deeply with her purple gems.
"I'm sorry, I got caught up with some business and made you wait. I'll make it up to you, okay?" She voiced each word affectionately.
Emilia was unable to retort. Too embarrassed to speak, she lowered her head to conceal the redness in her cheeks. The group of men watched in stunned amazement.
One of them pointed his finger at the two, "You…You two are…"
As if finally noticing the group of men, Mimi suddenly revealed a playful smile, a soft giggle escaping her lips.
"Yes. We're lesbian lovers."
At that moment, a bomb went off in Emilia's head and her mind blanked out.
Lesbian lovers?!
She was rendered speechless by Mimi's words and could only stiffly stand in the girl's arms shooting hidden glares. The men hearing Mimi's confirmation were shocked into silence.
"Why do you look so surprised?" Mimi's eyes narrowed. "Are you perhaps against…"
Immediately, the men shook their heads, one man saying, "No, no, no! You have our full support!"
"Yes, yes, we love lesbians!"
"I love your films more than straight ones!"
"We support you! Uh, have a good date you two!"
Without waiting for a response, the group of men ran away. Watching their fleeing backs, the corner of Mimi's lips curled up in delight.
Pouncing the dazed Emilia Yimo, she hooked an arm onto hers, swinging it playfully. "How was that? I saved you right, so what's my reward?"
Returning to her senses, Emilia glowed blood red. Puffing out her cheeks, she scowled at Mimi and smacked her on the head.
"Hmph! Lesbian lovers? Mimi, are you insane? Why the hell would I thank you?"
Mimi massaged the back of her head and tilted her head. "Was my act not convincing enough?"
Rendered speechless, Emilia blushed and scolded, "You...Pervert! Still so shameless!
Having said that, she smacked the shameless girl on the head, cursing profanities. Ten minutes passed before Emilia calmed and the two left to eat at a tea shop.
Drinking her tea, Emilia sets her cup down and stares at the girl across from her.
"The reason I called you today was to ask you a favor."
Mimi blinked her sparkling eyes while chewing the tapioca pearls from her vanilla Boba tea. Emilia stared at her white cheeks and experienced the sudden urge to squeeze them shamelessly but resisted.
Clearing her throat, Emilia continues, "I was recently invited to a party by someone's daughter within my father's circle. Though she's an ex-friend of mine, I still need to attend to give my family face."
Mimi found her words funny. Having known Emilia for three years now, she was bound to know her quirks.
Pampered from birth, Emilia was raised spoiled. Emilia was very proud and enjoyed flaunting her wealth, not at all modest. To her, providing face to those who didn't deserve it was throwing stacks of cash in their face until they bled.
Since she was now saying such words, Mimi could merely assume she had her own, egotistical motives.
"The party requires all guests to bring a partner, and I was wondering if you could…" Emilia paused halfway and bowed her head.
"Could what?" Mimi asked, tilting her head.
"You know…"
"Hmm?"
"Would you mind attending it with me?"
"Oh? As lesbian lovers?"
Emilia's cheeks reddened with rage but took a few deep breaths before she calmed down. She gazed upon Mimi with misty silver eyes, but the girl continued to blink at her cluelessly.
Just by looking at her demeanor, she could tell Mimi was doing it on purpose.
Why did this little pervert always have to be so heartless?!
Seeing how she was unwilling to let it slide, Emilia could only bite her pink lips and cover her colored face shyly.
"Will you attend as Andras for me please?" She squeaked out behind her hands.
Satisfied, Mimi looked at Emilia who bore an ashamed appearance and couldn't resist reaching out to touch her head, giving a soft hum.
"Hehe, good girl. I'll attend for you." Mimi laughed softly.
Emilia's beating heart calmed and with her face, still red, smiled warmly at Mimi.
"Thank you…"
Emilia had just spit out the words when the girl's following sentence dowsed her with cold water.
"Of course, I'll ensure we're the most attractive secret lesbian couple ever! Having a beauty wrapped in my arms will surely be worth hiding our forbidden affair!"
Emilia glared, cursed the word shameless and reached across the table to give the perverted girl another beating.