"Ah, no, it's quite charming..." Shen Mochen hastily said to Fuzi.
Fuzi sat across from Shen Mochen with a cold expression, dressed in formal business attire. A white blouse with a black pencil skirt, and a pair of black stockings... the epitome of professionalism.
"Today is your first time coming here." Fuzi crossed her legs and began speaking slowly.
"Ah, right." Shen Mochen nodded.
"Don't look at my legs, look at me!"
"Oh, oh, sorry, I wasn't paying attention..."
Fuzi's eyes flickered, suddenly understanding something, "You seem to be quite good at being cunning."
Shen Mochen's eyelids drooped, "What do you mean?"
Fuzi didn't mind, or rather, couldn't be bothered to care, "Pretending to be dumb is one thing, but if you're really interested in me, you should try to please the master. Everything I have belongs to her, including my body. As long as you win the master's favor, naturally, you'll have me."
