The Model's Big Sister
Chu Fei had just breathed a sigh of relief when he turned around and spotted He Shishi standing in the corridor outside the private room, giving him a meaningful look. Puzzled, he walked over, only to be yanked inside by her. To his surprise, Lin Juan was there too.
"Uh, Shishi, what's up?"
"Cousin, is that girl your girlfriend?"
"Nope!" Chu Fei answered decisively. "She's just a university classmate of mine—not even from the same major."
"Eh?" Lin Juan looked up in pleasant surprise, while He Shishi froze. "But cousin, didn't you spend the night with her yesterday?"
"Uh, we just shared a bed. That doesn't make her my girlfriend."
Chu Fei shrugged. "A girl like her is just chasing a thrill with someone like me. She'll get bored in a few days and kick me to the curb."
"Oh, in that case, I'm relieved... Cousin, you better not bully Lin Juan. She's had it rough."
"When did I bully her?"
Chu Fei took Lin Juan's hand, pondering whether to ask about her past. But wait—did she want to be his girlfriend? This could get tricky...
"Lynn, let me rest up first. Then we'll start treating your body."
"Mm." Lin Juan nodded eagerly. "You've been busy all morning—take a break."
"Cousin, just rest here. We can give you a massage too."
He Shishi quickly tidied the beauty bed, laying out a fresh towel, then pulled Chu Fei down to lie on it. The two women even divided the work seamlessly—Lin Juan massaging his head, He Shishi his body. Who knew when they'd gotten so in sync?
After a comfortable nap, Chu Fei woke and immediately began examining Lin Juan's body.
Over the past couple of days, she'd been eating more as he'd instructed, stuffing herself at every meal. He could feel her belly slightly rounded under his touch. "This is good, Lin Juan. Relax... yeah, just like that. We'll slowly heal these scars first, then fade them away bit by bit, okay?"
"Whatever you say."
Lin Juan felt his hands roaming all over her, her face flushing crimson the whole time.
But Chu Fei's "spit" was too slow, and he'd used some on Zhang Lin's breasts yesterday, so halfway through the repair, he ran out of stock...
As he racked his brain for how to explain, a commotion erupted outside. He Shishi rushed over and knocked. "Cousin, that girlfriend of yours is back looking for you!"
Li Bing? What did she want now?
It worked out perfectly, though. Chu Fei gently draped a towel over Lin Juan's body. "We'll stop here for today... We can't rush your body. We'll take it slow."
"Mm!" Lin Juan was so obedient, but...
Stepping outside, sure enough, there was Li Bing—but she wasn't alone. Trailing her was a poised beauty in her late twenties with glasses, frowning at the salon's setup from the doorway, clearly hesitant to enter.
"Sis, I told you—don't judge a book by its cover. The place might not look fancy, but the guy's got real skills."
Spotting Chu Fei, Li Bing dragged him straight over to the woman. "Here... Chu Fei, this is my sister. She's here for a massage package, so you gotta give her a discount!"
"Your sister?"
"Yeah, got a problem?" Li Bing widened her eyes. "I'm warning you—she's my blood sister! If you don't treat her right, I'll... I'll bite you to death!"
"Little Ice, this is the guy you were talking about?" The bespectacled beauty wasn't as tall as Li Bing but still around 5'6", sizing up Chu Fei with evident skepticism.
"That's him!" Li Bing hooked her arm through his. "Trust me, sis. If he didn't have the real deal, I wouldn't have brought you here!"
"Fair point." The woman nodded, pulling a business card from her wallet. "Hello, I'm Li Xin."
"Uh, hi!"
Chu Fei took the card and glanced at it: Xinran Entertainment Agency Co., Ltd.—wasn't that the place he and Li Bing had visited yesterday? Director? And chairman too? No wonder Li Bing had come straight to Shenzhen after graduation—with a sister like this watching her back, it'd be dumb not to.
Of course, that was none of his business. He was just here to massage.
"So, what massage service would you like?"
"Little Ice says you're good at slimming massages, so let's do that."
Li Xin nodded. She'd always kept her figure in check, but nearing thirty, some flab had crept in—hidden under clothes from outsiders, but not from her own eyes.
Her little sister had burst into the house raving about it earlier, forcing her to tag along and check it out... Family was family; how could she deny her that much face?
Besides, Li Xin worried her baby sis might get scammed—who knew what could happen these days!