Temporarily Disproportionate
It really was mismatched now—her neck and hands were done, but they clashed with her body. From a distance, you might not notice, but up close, it looked distinctly odd...
This was because it was Chu Fei's first time tackling something like this; he didn't know yet. For a full treatment package, you had to follow a specific order, not just jump around doing whatever. Of course, Chu Fei got it now, so he still had a chance to fix things.
"No problem, Sister Zhang. Let's do it."
The first three treatments—especially the eyelashes—had taken some real effort from Chu Fei. The fingers and neck afterward were much easier. And the full-body slimming? Biggest area by far, but actually the simplest. Just more massaging required.
"But..." Zhang Lin glanced troubled at Li Bing.
"Li Bing, head out. Next up is the body massage—client privacy and all." Li Bing had already seen his abilities before, so Chu Fei didn't mince words.
"Hmph! Fine, I'm going!" Li Bing shot Chu Fei a fierce glare, looking downright pissed.
But over an hour later, when Chu Fei and Zhang Lin came downstairs dressed, Li Bing was still there. She sat in the lobby getting her hair done—of course, by Chu Fei's mom, He Peiling.
Chu Fei couldn't help but laugh wryly. What the hell was this girl up to?
Zhang Lin stepped onto the electronic scale. "Whoa, just 61 kilograms! Down 5 jin today!!"
"That's 'cause you did the neck and hands too."
Chu Fei grinned. "Sister Zhang, I'm gonna have to reorder your treatments. Keep going like this, and unless we wrap it up fast, you'll be stuck looking like this for a bit."
"No biggie. High-neck tops for a couple days. Easy fix." Zhang Lin barely cared at this point—as long as the weight came off, who gave a damn?
"Since your girlfriend's here, I won't drag you to lunch. Fei Zi, keep her company. Skip my afternoon slot; I'll come back tomorrow."
"Cough cough, sure thing, Sister Zhang. Take care." Chu Fei saw her off, then plopped down and tilted his head at Li Bing. "You're really making yourself at home... getting my mom to pamper you."
"Hmph hmph!" Li Bing huffed pointedly, signaling she was still mad.
"You're no pig—why the pig noises?" Catching his mom's pointed look, Chu Fei just shrugged with an indifferent smile. Li Bing wasn't his real girlfriend anyway; no skin off his nose.
"So you've had this trick hidden away... You played it deep all through university!"
Li Bing stared hard at Chu Fei's face. "If we'd known back then, no way we'd have let you slip away! And you broke Zhang Qian's heart."
"Yeah..." Back then, I didn't have this damn power. But... if you girls hadn't let go, what would I even be now?
"Hey, Chu Fei—that Sister Zhang said she dropped 5 jin today... One massage from you, and poof, 5 jin gone?"
"Li Bing, that's nothing. The night Xiao Fei got here, he massaged his cousin and she dropped twenty-seven or twenty-eight jin straight off!"
"Ah???"
Li Bing's eyes bugged out in total disbelief, then lit up with glee. "This is perfect! Now I can pig out worry-free—devour every damn tasty thing in sight. Fat? Pfft, who cares!"
"Told you, total pig!"
"Mind your own!"
"No massage for you!"
"Then I'll smother you in bed!"
He Peiling's hands jerked. Young folks these days... really that bold?
Minutes later, Li Bing's hair was done. She tried to pay, but He Peiling wouldn't hear of it. So Li Bing invited her to lunch at a nearby hotel instead. The shop girls were all familiars, and He Shishi could mind the place, so He Peiling agreed readily. Chu Fei had no choice but to tag along.
Over lunch, Li Bing turned on the charm, sweet-talking He Peiling into fits of laughter. Her gaze toward the girl softened more by the minute. What irked Chu Fei most? He couldn't tell his mom the truth—she wasn't his girlfriend. So he just shoveled food in. In his current state, he'd never get full no matter how much he ate. And as long as he absorbed some flesh, skipping meals entirely wouldn't faze him.
But after lunch, Li Bing still wouldn't scram. She trailed back to the shop and started dragging Chu Fei upstairs for a massage...
Chu Fei balked, but Mom's stare won out. He hauled her up. The second they hit the private room, though, Li Bing flipped sweet—cozying up, arms around his neck, begging for a kiss with soft pleas. Finally, Chu Fei caved and zapped away her under-eye bags, sending the girl off all smiles at last.