Chapter 243 - 242: You and I Are Quite Fated

Yang Cai pushed the door open and walked in. The private room wasn’t large, but it was tidy and clean. A massage bed sat in the center, and on a small table beside it were essential oils and towels. A faint, herbal fragrance filled the air.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, her legs together and her hands placed primly on her knees. She felt extremely nervous.

Meanwhile, Yang Xun quickly finished his meal, made some preparations, and headed toward the private room.

Normally, Yang Xun only saw three clients a day at most, and the afternoon was his break time. But Xu Qian was out today, so the receptionist had come to him to explain the situation.

She’d said it was a young girl who wanted a session and that she was exceptionally beautiful. At the thought, Yang Xun was intrigued and wanted to see this young, beautiful girl for himself.

’A girl this young would surely have very pure and rich Primordial Yin Qi.’

Yang Cai was sitting demurely when she heard the door to the room being pushed open and quickly looked up.

A tall, masked man walked in. He was dressed in a loose, white uniform, his frame tall and straight, his steps steady.

The moment he entered, his gaze fell on Yang Cai, and his entire body froze on the spot, as if he’d been hit with a Body Fixing Technique.

Yang Xun stood at the door as a bomb went off in his head.

Yang Cai!

His sister was sitting on the massage bed, her legs together and her hands on her knees, as docile as a little rabbit waiting to be fed.

’How could she be here?!’

Yang Xun’s first instinct was to turn and leave, but his feet felt as if they were nailed to the floor. He couldn’t move an inch.

He saw Yang Cai look up, her large, clear eyes gazing at him with a pure, unguarded curiosity.

"Hello, you must be the masseur, right?"

Yang Cai stood up and gave him a polite bow. Her voice was crisp, yet tinged with nervousness. "I’m here to talk business."

Yang Xun’s mouth fell open. He quickly shut the door and lowered his voice. "What... what do you want with me?"

"I want to buy your tadpoles."

Yang Cai got straight to the point, her tone as casual as if she were saying, ’I’d like to buy a pound of cabbage.’

Yang Xun stood rooted to the spot, as if he’d been struck by lightning.

’Getting cornered in a private room by my own sister, who’s asking to buy my tadpoles to my face... has anything more absurd ever happened?!’

"What did you say?"

His voice was unsteady, as if he’d misheard.

"I said, I want to buy your tadpoles,"

Yang Cai repeated, her expression dead serious.

"My sister-in-law needs it. You rub it on your skin to make it fairer and smoother."

"I know it comes from a... special source, but since it can be sold for money, why not sell it?"

Yang Xun felt like he was suffocating.

He leaned his back against the door, trying to keep his voice steady. "How... how did you know I’m the one who provides it?"

"I saw Sister Mi Ting come here yesterday, and afterward, she got some new ’beauty milk’."

Yang Cai explained her reasoning quite coherently. "So, I figured you must be the source."

"Plus, the receptionist called you ’Brother Yang.’ Your surname is Yang, same as mine. We’re quite fated to meet, you and I."

Yang Xun’s heart skipped a beat, nearly stopping altogether.

’Fated?’

He laughed bitterly to himself. ’Yes, I suppose we are.’

"Sorry, I don’t do bulk orders."

Yang Xun struggled to maintain his last shred of composure, his voice raspy. "You should go. Don’t mention this again."

"Why not?"

Yang Cai became anxious. She hopped off the bed, walked right up to him, and tilted her head back to look at him.

"I can give you forty thousand for a bottle! If that’s not enough, we can negotiate!"

Yang Xun glanced at her glistening eyes, then quickly averted his gaze. "It’s not about the money," he said in a low voice.

"Then what is it?"

Yang Cai’s lips formed a slight pout, and her eyes began to redden. Her voice was tinged with aggrievement. "My family isn’t well off. I have a serious illness, and my medical bills alone cost a fortune every month."

"To pay for my treatment, my brother had to marry into his wife’s family. He works himself to the bone every day to earn money, all for me."

"I just want to lighten his burden a little. Besides, my sister-in-law’s company is in trouble. If I can help them make some money by selling this beauty milk, I’d be able to help."

"So please, just sell it to me, won’t you? I’m begging you!"

As she spoke, she grabbed the hem of Yang Xun’s uniform, tilting her head back to look at him. Her large eyes welled with tears, making her look utterly pitiable.

Yang Xun’s heart clenched painfully.

He was all too familiar with this look on Yang Cai. Whenever she was sick and suffering but refused to admit it, she would look just like this—eyes red-rimmed, biting her lip to keep from crying.

’I wish I could rip this mask off right now and tell her, "It’s me, your brother. Don’t cry. I’ll give you whatever you want."’

But he couldn’t.

The moment he took off the mask, he’d have to explain why he was working as a gigolo in a spa.

Besides, the current situation was mortifying. If she found out, what if she refused to ever acknowledge him as her brother again?

"Let go first."

Yang Xun lowered his voice and tried to step back, but Yang Cai’s grip was tight.

"I won’t! Not unless you promise me!"

A wave of stubbornness washed over Yang Cai. Not only did she refuse to let go, she pressed a step closer. "What will it take for you to sell to me? Or how about this, I can help you... get it out!"

"What?"

Before Yang Xun could react, Yang Cai had already reached out and snatched the drawstring of his work pants.

"What are you doing!"

Yang Xun jumped, trying to bat her hand away.

But at that moment, Yang Cai seemed to have thrown caution to the wind. Her grip was surprisingly strong, and she clung tightly to his waistband.

Amid their scuffle, there was a harsh RIIIP of tearing fabric.

A huge gash had been torn in Yang Xun’s pants, running from the top of his thigh all the way down to his knee.

For convenience at work, he wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

Yang Cai looked down, and her entire body froze, as if she’d been hit with a Body Fixing Technique.

"You..."

Her cheeks instantly flushed crimson, like a boiled prawn, and she stammered, "Wh-why aren’t you wearing underwear!"

’Just end me now! I’m so done with this!’

Yang Xun’s face was ashen. He clamped a hand over his crotch, his voice trembling on the verge of collapse. "This was an accident. Just act like you didn’t see anything."

"I saw everything! Oh my god, am I going to get a stye?!"

Yang Cai clamped her hands over her eyes but still peeked through her fingers, her heart pounding like a war drum. "Is this how you usually work?"

"Just get out!"

Yang Xun bit out, his teeth clenched.

But then, as if a thought had suddenly struck her, Yang Cai lowered her hands and bit her lip.

Her voice trembled, yet it held an unexplainable resolve. "I... I can help you get it out!"

"You need to... right? Whatever Sister Mi Ting does to help, I can learn to do it too. That way you can fulfill the order faster."

"Absolutely not!"

Yang Xun practically roared, his eyes filled with disbelief.