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“Sasa, why are you only getting back now?” The first to spot Wang Sasa was Chai Kejia. She paused and, after noticing Wang Sasa’s new look, seemed stunned. Covering her mouth, she exclaimed, “Did you dye your hair back? And you straightened it too…”

The four underlings looked Wang Sasa up and down, all displaying expressions of shock at her new appearance.

Wang Sasa casually touched her makeup-free face and nonchalantly said, “Does it look bad?” Then, without waiting for a response, she answered herself, “I think it looks great. I was overthinking it before—natural beauty doesn’t need makeup.”

The four girls, with their heavy makeup: “…”

Wang Sasa pulled out her keycard from her backpack and opened the door. After changing into her slippers at the entrance, she went inside without greeting the four girls. She went straight to the kitchen to make herself a glass of milk.

The four girls followed her in, politely changed into slippers, and sat on the living room sofa. Wang Sasa didn’t bother to pour them any drinks, but they didn’t mind—actually, if Wang Sasa had lowered herself to serve them drinks, they would’ve been shocked. Wang Sasa was their boss; what boss serves drinks to their lackeys?

Leaning against the white wall with her glass of milk, Wang Sasa took a sip and lazily asked, “What brings you here so late?”

The four girls exchanged glances. Zhou Yunlu, cautiously watching Wang Sasa’s expression, asked timidly, “Boss, did you forget? We were supposed to go to the bar…”

Wang Sasa nearly choked on her milk. She coughed, covering her mouth, and said, “The bar?” Five high school girls going to such a chaotic place? That’s not safe at all. Only now did Wang Sasa realize that the four of them were dressed even flashier than usual. As the model student Wang Sasa, how could she tolerate such a blatant violation of school rules in her presence? She immediately frowned and glanced at the four of them, declaring, “We’re not going to the bar.” She paused before emphasizing, “Not just tonight—no more bars from now on. Understood?”

The four of them looked at each other, baffled by Wang Sasa’s sudden seriousness. Given her unusual behavior over the past month, they were somewhat used to it. Since the bar was off the table, they had to think of another activity. While the other three discussed, Chai Kejia approached Wang Sasa and whispered, “Sasa, today is Wei Qi’s birthday. Aren’t you going?”

Wang Sasa glanced up at her slowly, a hint of amusement curling at the corners of her mouth. “What, you want to go?”

Chai Kejia’s smile froze for a moment. She knew just how much Wang Sasa was obsessed with Wei Qi—her possessiveness was almost pathological. Wei Qi was incredibly handsome, tall, and a walking attraction on campus. Many girls admired him from afar. Not only confessions, but even just sneaking a glance at him could make Wang Sasa jealous. If Wang Sasa ever found out that she liked Wei Qi, there’d be serious consequences.

Not sure if Wang Sasa had caught on, Chai Kejia awkwardly laughed and said, “Of course not, I’m just concerned about you. Didn’t Wei Qi invite his girlfriend to the party to make up with her?”

Wang Sasa chuckled, finding Chai Kejia incredibly amusing. The way she tried to act calm while clearly nervous was truly entertaining. But Wei Qi’s current girlfriend hadn’t broken up with him yet? As for the birthday party—whoever wanted to go could go; she wasn’t interested.

At this point, the three girls on the sofa had finally finished their discussion. Their suggestions were the usual—eating, drinking, and having fun. Wang Sasa rejected all their ideas and, after a moment of inspiration, said, “How about we play ‘Fight the Landlord’?”

The Four Lackeys: “…”

With five people, Wang Sasa decided they would play a five-player version of “Fight the Landlord.”

In this variation, two or three decks are needed, with two players assigned as landlords—one being visible and the other hidden. The “peasants” need to defeat the visible landlord and identify the hidden one. However, Wang Sasa decided to omit the hidden landlord to make the victory more straightforward, leaving only the visible landlord.

After explaining the rules, Wang Sasa noticed the four lackeys looking disinterested and bored. She frowned, clearly displeased. “What? You don’t want to play?”

Who would be happy to replace a nightclub outing with a card game in an apartment? And what fun is “Fight the Landlord” anyway? Going out to a venue seemed way more exciting. The four girls glanced at Wang Sasa, not daring to voice their opinions.

Wang Sasa sighed lightly, “Fine, fine, let’s add a little prize…”

Hearing this, the four girls reluctantly perked up. The original Wang Sasa was generous, spending money freely every month. While she wouldn’t just hand out cash, she was more than willing to offer prizes for games like this.

Wang Sasa scanned their faces and, after a moment of thought, said, “Alright, the loser has to answer one question from the winner. How’s that?”

Wasn’t that just like truth or dare? The four of them weren’t too eager but agreed to humor Wang Sasa and played a few rounds with her.

Wang Sasa, lucky as ever, was assigned the landlord role each time and won every round. She used this opportunity to ask the four girls questions about details not covered in the original novel. By 10 PM, the four girls were struggling to stay awake, so Wang Sasa generously let them go.

The girls quickly climbed off the carpet and, after hastily bidding farewell, rushed to leave. Wang Sasa didn’t try to stop them, smiling as she agreed. Once the four had left, she sat on the sofa, deep in thought.

The girls didn’t know much about Tan Yixuan. They only knew she was a transfer student but had no idea about her interests or weekend activities. In fact, they knew less than Wang Sasa, who had only been in this world for a month.

Tomorrow was Sunday, and Wang Sasa felt it shouldn’t go to waste. She went to bed early and woke up the next morning to wait. As soon as Tan Yixuan walked out of the residential building, she saw Wang Sasa, who was holding a piece of bread and a bottle of milk. Her brow furrowed instantly, “Why are you here again?”

Wang Sasa raised her breakfast with a smile and asked, “Had breakfast yet? Want some?” Though she offered, she knew Tan Yixuan wouldn’t accept. So, when Tan Yixuan coldly refused, Wang Sasa wasn’t upset. As Tan Yixuan brushed past her and kept walking, Wang Sasa quickly caught up, asking, “Where are you headed? Going to a bookstore? Isn’t it a bit early?”

Tan Yixuan shot her a cold glance, “Since when did Wang Shasha become such a chatterbox?”

Well, that’s because of you!

Wang Sasa pursed her lips.

How could they break the silence if both stayed quiet? If both acted like mute gourds, there’d be no conversation at all. Wang Sasa didn’t want to come on too strong, making it seem like she was overly eager to befriend Tan Yixuan. But wasn’t she forced into this by the novel’s plot? If it were before she transmigrated, their roles should’ve been reversed.

As she pondered this, Wang Sasa’s smile grew even warmer. “Your family met with mine yesterday. Do you think our relationship has improved a bit? Don’t answer yet. Take a moment to reflect. Have I not been sincere over this past month?”

Tan Yixuan stopped in her tracks and turned to face her. “So what? You want to be friends? Are you joking?” She seemed to let out a cold laugh. “Whether you’re messing with me or not, Tan Yixuan and Wang Shasha are not the same kind of people. So… stop following me. And don’t come to my house again either!”

“I think you’re still not calm. I’ll talk to you once you’ve cooled down.”

Tan Yixuan: “…”

For the first time, Tan Yixuan realized how shameless Wang Shasha could be.

As they walked, Wang Sasa casually remarked, “Oh, and you’re mistaken—Wang Shasha might not be the same kind of person as you, but I’m Wang Sasa. We’re the same kind of people, aren’t we?”

Tan Yixuan took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and glared at Wang Sasa, “Do you think I’m an idiot?”

Wang Sasa sighed, “If I thought you were an idiot, I wouldn’t even bother with you.”

After all, an idiot couldn’t become a boss, right? And Tan Yixuan was no ordinary person.

Tan Yixuan: “?”

Their argument carried on as they walked to the bus stop. Realizing it was pointless to reason with Wang Sasa, Tan Yixuan decided to ignore her.

Soon, the bus arrived. Tan Yixuan boarded, and Wang Sasa quickly followed.

The bus bumped along for half an hour before reaching its destination. As soon as the bus stopped, Tan Yixuan hurried off. Wang Sasa, afraid of losing her, kept up closely. Neither spoke a word as they silently walked for ten minutes until they arrived in front of a key elementary school in the city.

Wang Sasa was a bit confused. What was Tan Yixuan doing here? Was she tutoring? Picking up a student after school? What kind of parent would let a high schooler tutor their child? Besides, it was only 7:30 in the morning—school had just started. Tan Yixuan was way too early.

Ignoring Wang Sasa, Tan Yixuan approached a boy in a T-shirt and sweatpants. “Brother Liu, I’m sorry I’m late.”

Brother Liu was a third-year college student with a knack for business. He knew many students were looking for part-time work, so he ran a agency business. Most of the jobs were for college students, but since Tan Yixuan was an old classmate of his sister’s, after much pleading from her, Brother Liu had agreed to let her work part-time.

Brother Liu glanced at Wang Sasa, who was standing behind Tan Yixuan, and frowned, “Didn’t we agree it would just be you? Is your classmate tagging along?”

Before Tan Yixuan could say anything, Wang Sasa quickly smiled and explained, “Oh no, I’m not here to work. Just came to watch.” Seeing the stack of flyers in Brother Liu’s hand, she immediately understood what Tan Yixuan was there to do. Handing out flyers—a tough and exhausting job—wasn’t something she had any interest in. Besides, the sun was about to come out, and she’d left the house in a rush without applying sunscreen. The UV rays would damage her delicate skin.

Wang Sasa patted Tan Yixuan’s shoulder earnestly. “You work hard. I’ll support you in spirit and encourage you with my actions. Don’t let Brother Liu’s efforts go to waste. You’ve got this!”

Brother Liu: “…” What exactly is this person here for?

Tan Yixuan: “…”

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