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Wang Xueying\'s mouth hung open, her brain short-circuiting.

Even \'she\' felt embarrassed by the shamelessness of it all!

Whoever this Little Cotton Ball was, they weren\'t just licking—they were practically a grandmaster of groveling.

She couldn\'t even compete!

She\'s playing a whole different game!

This wasn\'t a student-teacher scenario; this was a disciple begging their sect master for favor!

Suddenly, everything clicked into place, and Wang Xueying\'s internal monologue went into overdrive.

It wasn\'t that Wang Xiao was immune to temptation—it was that someone else had already filled that role!

That damn cotton ball was trying to suck up to her candy!

For the first time, Wang Xueying felt like a green hat had appeared over her head, and a deep sense of defeat settled into her chest. What nonsense is this?

It was nonsense. Absolute nonsense.

She\'d been trying to hand herself over on a silver platter, and here he was, busy being licked by someone else. Wasn\'t this the ultimate betrayal?

Then, she saw the next flurry of texts, and her jaw practically hit the floor.

Little Cotton Ball: "Good morning, Daddy~ why are you not replying already? Are you angry with Xi\'er? Ó⁠╭⁠╮⁠Ò"

Little Cotton Ball: "Did you eat breakfast? (｡♥‿♥｡)"

Little Cotton Ball*: "Make sure you stay healthy for me! (✿◡‿◡)"

Little Cotton Ball: "Daddy, do you want to see what I\'m wearing today? (¬‿¬)"

Wang Xueying\'s eyes bulged, but before she could fully comprehend the level of shamelessness, more messages flooded in:

Little Cotton Ball: "I miss your cuddles already~ (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)"

Little Cotton Ball: "When are you taking me out to play? I\'ll be good girl, I promise! (≧◡≦)"

Wang Xueying felt like she had been hit by a meteor. \'This… this is demonic!\'

She stared at the screen, her mind in chaos. \'What kind of sorcery was this? Who on earth sends messages like these with such shameless lines?\'

Little Cotton Ball: "I can\'t wait to see you, Daddy~ (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ"

Wang Xueying\'s world shattered. She had been leaning in, thinking she\'d catch him in some mundane conversation, but instead, she stumbled upon a scene out of some twisted romance novel.

This... this was a licking technique beyond her comprehension!

The messages kept coming, each one like a dagger straight to her pride:

Little Cotton Ball: "You better stay rested for me, or I\'ll be so sad~ (｡•́︿•̀｡)"

Little Cotton Ball: "Maybe I should come over and make sure you\'re eating properly? (๑>◡<๑)"

At this point, Wang Xueying\'s soul was floating somewhere outside her body. \'How can someone lick this hard without their tongue falling off?!\'

She clutched her head, feeling as though a massive green hat had been firmly planted on top of her.

\'This is nonsense! Absolute nonsense!\'

She had been ready to throw herself at him, and meanwhile, this was the battle she had been up against?!

This Little Cotton Ball is a licking grandmaster!

And Wang Xiao, completely unfazed, was just casually scrolling through, as if this absurd affection was part of his daily routine.

"S-She is?" Wang Xueying forced a smile, though it wavered as her face flushed red, the heat creeping up her neck like blooming cherry blossoms.

Shame, rather than blood, seemed to be running through her veins now.

Even as a woman, her heart couldn\'t help but race from those wild, shameless words.

Who on earth could send those messages without melting from embarrassment?!

If that\'s how Little Cotton Ball talks to him, how could any man survive!

Meanwhile, Wang Xiao had a faint smile on his face, completely oblivious to her inner chaos.

His daughter, Wenxi, had always been shy in person, her head ducked down in front of him or anyone else.

But over text?

She became an entirely different creature—bold, sweet, and sometimes a little too cheeky.

In contrast, his other daughter, Yue, was the complete opposite. Yue only texted him for important matters, always keeping a formal tone, like she was handling a business deal.

But today… Wenxi was a bit more unscrupulous than usual.

He glanced over at Wang Xueying and, for a second, his thoughts stalled.

Gorgeous…

Her face was just inches from his, her seductive fragrance teasing his senses. Strands of her hair brushed against his cheek as she leaned in closer, and her red lips, pressed tightly together, were practically calling for attention.

But then he noticed her flushed expression, and it hit him—she had been peeking at his texts.

He sighed internally.

"She\'s Xi\'er, a friend of mine," he said, keeping it causal.

"A friend who calls you daddy?" Wang Xueying\'s eyes twitched as she forced her smile wider. "And how did you make this \'friend\' in a single day....?" Her hands itched, ready to throttle him if necessary.

Didn\'t he just get his memories yesterday?

Already started his debauchery?

Wang Xiao shrugged, oblivious to the danger lurking beside him. "Met her yesterday at the park when I went to test drive the car. Why are you acting so unnatural?"

"I\'m acting unnatural?!" Wang Xueying\'s head snapped toward him, her voice rising in disbelief. Her mind was spinning, but she couldn\'t hold it in any longer. "Brother, are you serious? You fell for her words? Let me tell you, she\'s definitely coveting your wealth! Don\'t fall for gold diggers like that!"

She looked at him with exasperation, her heart racing as she mentally prepared to break down the absolute nonsense he was spewing.

Wang Xiao\'s lips twitched, forcing a smile. "A gold digger? Really?"

Wang Xueying nodded firmly, her expression as stern as an elder lecturing naive child about the ways of the world. "Yes, really! Do you think calling someone \'Daddy\' is a normal greeting? Open your eyes! She\'s practically waving a neon sign that says, \'I\'m after your money! Total gold digger alert!\'"

She crossed her arms, leveling him with a look of pure exasperation. "Brother, you\'re the sole inheritor of our family fortune! Can you \'please\' be a little more careful...?"

"..."

Wang Xiao\'s face darkened as the realization struck him like a bolt of lightning.

His daughter... a gold digger?

BAM!

"What—"

Wang Xueying blinked in confusion, her train of thought suddenly derailed as he reached over and flicked her on the head.

"You... You dare hit me for your cotton ball...?" she cried out, rubbing her head in disbelief.

She felt an overwhelming urge to burst into tears.

\'He really hit me! Over this?!\'

Wang Xiao\'s tone was dry as he replied, "Cotton ball is soft and sweet. You are neither."

Wang Xueying\'s face flushed, and she couldn\'t hold back the sudden challenge that slipped from her lips. "If you haven\'t tried, how would you know if I\'m soft and sweet or not...?"

"Hm?" Wang Xiao raised a brow, his eyes narrowing slightly in amusement.

"I-I mean..." Wang Xueying stammered, realizing the absurdity of what she\'d just said.

Her mind screamed, \'OMG, why can\'t I control my mouth around him?!\'

Her face turned even redder, and seeing her shameful and shy expression, Wang Xiao couldn\'t help but smirk.

His gaze drifted to her light brown sweater, a seemingly innocent garment that hugged her body in all the right places.

The subtle curve of her chest was… undeniably tempting.

She had hidden it well, but he couldn\'t shake the feeling that she was hiding something *

more than just her modesty.

"It\'s indeed soft..." he mused aloud, reaching out to lightly poke her chest with his finger.

Boing!

"Ah!" Wang Xueying yelped, slapping his hand away in shock as she grabbed the steering wheel with both hands, her heart thundering in her chest like a rabbit caught in a snare.

"Don\'t surprise me like that!" she muttered, closing her eyes briefly to calm the overwhelming heat rising in her chest.

Wang Xiao, caught off guard by her swift reaction, blinked in surprise, an amused smirk tugging at his lips.

Peeking through one eye, Wang Xueying bit her lip unconsciously, her voice barely above a whisper as she asked, "Do you really… want to touch them?"

The words tumbled out before she could stop them, her heart hammering like a drum in her ears.

Her cheeks flamed even hotter, and she cursed herself internally. \'Why am I saying these things?\'

Memories flashed through her mind. The last time she hadn\'t let him touch her, and that had left a small feeling of sadness and guilt.

Everyone knew what happened after that moment—he walked away from their lives.

This time, if he wanted to… just a bit wouldn\'t hurt, right?

Maybe a small squeeze… or two… that\'s it.

If he tried for more, she\'d stop him!