Chapter 31 : Skirt

Mu Qianqian knew that Mr. Fu’s strictness was for her own good.

She also hoped to no longer be the timid little Crybaby and to grow into someone who could withstand the storms of life.

She would start by reducing the number of times she cried.

Fu Sichan’s tone was firm and left no room for argument. “You’re not going to work at the coffee shop anymore.”

“Ah? But what about my desire to earn some money?”

“I’ll arrange a new job for you, one that’s further from the school, so you won’t be targeted by Gu Qingyu again.”

Mr. Fu’s reasoning made sense, so Mu Qianqian agreed. “Okay, thank you, Mr. Fu. I’ll let the shop owner know the next time I pass by the coffee shop that I won’t be coming back.”

The crazy woman already knew she worked there, and if she continued, it might bring trouble to the shop owner.

It was better to quit this job.

Mu Qianqian thought finding a new job through Mr. Fu would be a lengthy process, especially since she didn’t have a college diploma and had vision issues.

To her surprise, Mr. Fu quickly arranged a job for her at the prestigious five-star hotel, Yun Cheng Hotel.

Mu Qianqian was thrilled. “This hotel is so famous, even I’ve heard of it. Can I really work there?”

Fu Sichan replied coolly, “Yes.”

He didn’t understand why she was so excited after all, Yun Cheng Hotel was just one of the many properties under the Fu Group. He made a phone call, and it was easily arranged.

Despite Fu Sichan’s indifferent attitude, Mu Qianqian’s excitement was undiminished.

She immediately called her good friend, Li Siyu. “Siyu, Siyu, I’m going to work at Yun Cheng Hotel!”

“Really? That’s the most famous hotel in Bei City, hosting many esteemed guests. Many of our seniors couldn’t get in even after sending resumes. How did you manage to find this job?”

“Well, I’m keeping that a secret for now.”

“Are you teasing me? Tell me, is the treatment particularly good there?”

Mu Qianqian nodded. “Yes, it is. Even though I’m just a part-timer, the pay is three thousand a day. If I become a full-time employee after graduation, the salary will definitely be even higher.”

“Wow, such a good salary? Qianqian, you’re going to get rich!”

Mu Qianqian smiled, “Yes, I’ve never made this much money before.”

All of this was thanks to Mr. Fu’s help, otherwise, she wouldn’t have found such a good job.

She only needed to work at the hotel on weekends, for eight days a month, and she would earn 24,000 yuan. In the past, she wouldn’t have even dared to imagine such a thing.

To put it in perspective, her family’s fast-food restaurant barely earned 10,000 yuan a month, despite working from dawn till dusk.

Most of their income went toward paying the rent, leaving little to take home.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Qianqian cheerfully asked Fu Sichan, “Mr. can you help me pick out some clothes?”

Fu Sichan glanced up from his busy schedule, “Pick what?”

“It’s my first time going to such an important place. Can you help me choose if these clothes are suitable?”

Mu Qianqian ran back to the guest room, closed the door, and changed into a white dress. She spun around in front of Fu Sichan, “How about this one?”

Fu Sichan looked at the short hem and the glimpse of her white thighs, his Adam’s apple bobbing involuntarily.

He took a sip of cold water, his voice low and cool, “Try another one.”

Mu Qianqian changed into a wine-red slip dress, even more revealing than the first one, with her snowy shoulders on full display, drawing all attention.

Fu Sichan crossed his legs, his gaze wavering.

“Try another one,” he said, his voice rough.

Mu Qianqian ran back to her room, rummaging through her wardrobe, and spread out a bunch of clothes on the bed, trying them on one by one.

Mr. Fu had bought her so many clothes that she couldn’t wear them all; the wardrobe was almost overflowing.

The more Fu Sichan looked, the more tightly he frowned, “Why are they all dresses?”

Mu Qianqian blinked innocently, “Mr. these clothes were all bought by you.”

Fu Sichan was momentarily at a loss for words.

When Mu Qianqian had just moved here, she didn’t have any clothes, so Fu Sichan had instructed his secretary to buy some for her.

When the secretary asked what kind of clothes she needed, Fu Sichan, thinking that Mu Qianqian looked good in dresses, simply said, “Dresses.”

Unexpectedly, the secretary was very persistent and bought dozens of pretty dresses, filling Mu Qianqian’s wardrobe.

“Mr., I already have plenty of dresses, many of them I haven’t had the chance to wear.”

Fu Sichan loosened his tie, “I’ll have someone buy you some other types of clothes later.”

Mu Qianqian cheerfully thanked him, “Thank you, Mr. Fu!”

“But Mr., what should I wear to work?”

Fu Sichan thought of how alluring she looked in a dress and felt a surge of heat inside him. He lowered his voice, “Wear the hotel uniform.”

“Eh, do hotel workers have uniforms?”

“Mm.”

Mu Qianqian was immediately frustrated, complaining, “Mr. you should have mentioned that earlier. I spent ages picking out clothes.”

Fu Sichan, sitting on the sofa with his legs apart, was wearing a well-tailored high-end suit.

He repliedcalmly, “I didn’t think of it earlier.”

With so many major issues occupying the CEO’s mind, how could he remember if the small hotel under his name had uniforms or not?

Even if there wasn’t a uniform requirement, a single phone call from him would quickly ensure everyone had one.

Mu Qianqian stamped her foot, “Hmph, I’m not talking to you anymore.”

She returned to her room to take off the dress, but the zipper was too high for her to reach. After struggling for a while, she still couldn’t get it down.

The dress was delicate, and Mu Qianqian was afraid to pull too hard and tear it.

Having tried for a long time without success, she had to ask Fu Sichan for help, “Mr. could you come help me?”

Fu Sichan’s tall figure appeared at the doorway of the guest room, but he did not come inside.

He raised an eyebrow coolly, “What’s the matter?”

Mu Qianqian was both embarrassed and anxious, her face turning as red as a cooked shrimp, and she said in a soft voice, “Help me… help me with the zipper on the dress. I can’t reach it.”

A flicker of emotion crossed Fu Sichan’s eyes, “You want me to help you take off your dress?”

The mere mention made Mu Qianqian’s cheeks even redder and hotter.

“Just help me pull the zipper down a little, then I’ll be able to manage it,” Mu Qianqian said, turning her back to him.

Her seaweed-like long hair fell behind her, and the satin dress clung to her shapely figure.

Fu Sichan’s breathing quickened slightly, and his gaze became unwittingly intense.

Mu Qianqian moved the obstructing hair to the front, revealing a slender, pale neck.

Though her back was to him, she could somehow sense his burning gaze as if it were tangible, sweeping over her body inch by inch, creating a tingling sensation.

Even though her clothes were properly on, she felt an inexplicable shame as if she were undressed.

Mu Qianqian’s face was crimson, and she softly urged, “Mr. hurry up.”

If this continued, she would be so embarrassed she might want to find a hole to hide in.