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Chapter 284: Training Takahashi Yukiko
Miss Yukiko was getting more and more upset. She couldn't understand the intentions of the person who set up the protective barrier at the foot of Panlong Mountain. Did it really mean that a woman from the Island Nation had to have a relationship with someone named Xiao in order to enter?
It was no wonder Miss Yukiko was angry. Although she was born as an Island Nation person and praised as a flower of the military, she was still a woman with her own dignity.
To make matters worse, she encountered Xiao Yun as an opponent, leaving her feeling powerless and constrained by him. How could she endure such frustration?
"Alright, how much do you need? Just have An Yiran provide a detailed plan for Lin Mengxuan!" In two days, as an investor, Lin Mengxuan would also start working at Drunken Beauty Company, which is why Miss Yukiko mentioned this.
Miss Yukiko came to Huaxia with a budget of one hundred million provided by the Island Nation Military. Additionally, Takahashi Ichirou had given her several tens of millions for operational expenses, so she wasn't worried about Xiao Yun needing that little money.
Of course, Xiao Yun could see that this time the Japanese Military had invested heavily in Miss Yukiko. It would be best for him to extract all the money from her.
"Miss Yukiko,"
Xiao Yun pulled out a large stack of white receipts from his pocket, feigning a distressed expression. "Look, a few days ago I bought some things for the women around me, and now I'm broke. Here are some bills; can you help me reimburse them?"
Receiving the thick stack of receipts from Xiao Yun's hand made Miss Yukiko dizzy. This jerk had money to buy things for other women but no money to pay his bills?
Did he think she was his ATM?
But she couldn't afford to offend him right now, so she smiled and said, "Sure, Mr. Xiao, give this to me. I'll arrange to pay you back another day!"
"Thank you, Miss Yukiko! I can see you're a kind-hearted woman. Come on, give me a kiss!" Without caring whether Miss Yukiko agreed or not, he leaned over and pecked her cheek through the car window. The people around were stunned and taken aback, then they saw him wave at Miss Yukiko with an evil grin before driving away.
"Wow, am I seeing things? Did that beast just kiss that beauty?"
"Yeah, these days, even good cabbages are being pushed by pigs!"
"This doesn't seem right. That beauty is driving a luxury car; she must be wealthy. And that brute looks like a bricklayer from a construction site. They just don't match!"
"I noticed that too. It seems like the beauty is pursuing that man!"
"Damn it, what is this? Why can't I encounter such good fortune? Is this beauty out of her mind? How could she fall for that guy?"
...
Just now, Miss Yukiko gave Xiao Yun a kiss, and after sitting in the car for a while, she finally came to her senses. She reached up to touch her face and found herself feeling a bit flustered.
Why was his kiss so passionate?
Xiao Yun's kiss was scorching, making her face and ears feel as if they were on fire. Miss Yukiko opened her dreamy eyes, trying to find Xiao Yun's figure in the crowd, but he was nowhere to be seen.
No wonder he has so many women around him; he is simply an evil man. Even a single kiss feels utterly unreasonable!
The mixed chatter of the beasts on the street rushed into Miss Yukiko's ears like the wind. It was truly frustrating!
When Miss Yukiko returned home, Lin Mengxuan immediately noticed the flush on her face and was momentarily stunned. She asked, "Miss Yukiko, did you have a romantic encounter on the street? Why is your face so red?"
"Did I?" Miss Yukiko looked in the mirror and felt secretly embarrassed. What happened to me?
Miss Yukiko took a sip of tea that Lin Mengxuan had brought her to calm her nerves and said, "Today I ran into Xiao Yun on the street."
"Oh, no wonder our Miss Yukiko's face is so flushed; it turns out she met him!" Lin Mengxuan laughed.
Miss Yukiko frowned and said, "How can you say that? A man like him from Huaxia Nation—how could I possibly like him? I've been wondering if my identity and purpose for coming here have been exposed, and he's deliberately trying to make things difficult for me."
Lin Mengxuan said, "This is impossible. Our operation this time is very secretive. How could an ordinary Bone Painter know about it?"
"You are right. We in Great Japan always plan meticulously, and our arrangements are seamless. There shouldn't be any leaks."
Miss Yukiko thought for a moment and said, "Mengxuan, give me some advice on how I can quickly take down this man. I want to enter Panlong Mountain as soon as possible!"
Lin Mengxuan asked, "When you met Xiao Yun today, did he say anything to you?"
Miss Yukiko replied, "He told me that he would only have feelings for me when the time is right... Do you think I should wait for him? Doesn't that feel frustrating? With my looks, am I really worse than the women around him?"
"Miss Yukiko, you were born and raised in Japan. Although you've spent a lot of time studying the history of Huaxia, perhaps you don't fully understand the characteristics of Huaxia men. Especially someone like Xiao Yun, who has a lot of wickedness in him. If you want to get him into bed at once, you need to learn how to cater to his preferences!" Lin Mengxuan said.
In fact, what Lin Mengxuan said was something Xiao Yun had taught her before.
Miss Yukiko asked, "So what should I do to cater to his preferences?"
"Well, hasn't that man named Xiao already given you signals? You need to make him feel that when he sees you, his hormones surge rapidly, creating an intense urge to pin you down... As for the specific details, there are many aspects to consider, such as your clothing, speech, gestures, and even your expressions..." Lin Mengxuan counted on her fingers.
"Is crying really part of it?" Miss Yukiko asked in confusion.
Lin Mengxuan replied, "Crying is one of the most lethal weapons a woman has against a man. Of course, it shouldn't be loud sobbing; it should be more like weeping—neither sniffing nor choking back tears but rather a charming kind of weeping. The sound should be trembling and sweetly alluring, leaving an impression that lingers long after it's heard. It should be accompanied by body language—like a gentle shiver or dreamy eyes—giving off an air of delicate shyness..."
To be honest, the greatest strength of Japanese women is their humility and willingness to learn. After Lin Mengxuan explained this, Miss Yukiko understood and said, "I get it now. This kind of weeping shouldn't carry sadness; it's a sound of joy mixed with shyness—a perfect display of art..."
"Exactly, Miss Yukiko! You are really smart!" Lin Mengxuan praised.
Miss Yukiko smiled and said, "Thank you for your guidance. I will study hard; I just don’t understand why Huaxia men have such complicated tastes."
Lin Mengxuan raised her willow-like brows and said, "The difference between Huaxia men and Japanese men is that Japanese men derive pleasure from destructive torment towards women; whereas Huaxia men focus more on showcasing the virtues of women."
"You have a point!" Although Miss Yukiko felt uncomfortable hearing this, she couldn't help but nod in agreement. In Japan, women are always submissive in front of men, obediently following their commands, and even speaking softly.
Miss Yukiko then asked, "When is the most appropriate time to display such tears for maximum impact on men?" Her question was quite detailed.
Lin Mengxuan furrowed her brows in thought and replied, "It's best to do it before going to bed, that is, when a man first touches your skin. So, let's call it 'the delicate weeping before bed.'"
"The delicate weeping before bed?"
Miss Yukiko nodded and said, "Hmm, understood!"
Lin Mengxuan continued, "Miss Yukiko, there is a large dressing mirror in this room. Starting today, you can practice in front of the mirror every day. In any case, I wish you could make Xiao Yun fall for you soon!"
Her words left Miss Yukiko feeling uneasy, but she had to smile and say, "I will! Next time, I will make sure he is captivated the moment he sees me!"
Hearing her declaration, Lin Mengxuan felt a surge of pride. If she told Xiao Yun about her training of the Island Nation woman today, he would surely be deeply moved by her efforts!
...
Meanwhile, Xiao Yun had already returned to his villa.
As soon as he entered the house, he headed straight for his bedroom and slammed the door shut behind him. He took out a suitcase from his ring and placed it on the floor. Gently pressing a button on it, the lid popped open with a click.
Inside the suitcase were various gift boxes that others had presented to Han Ziqi. They came in different shapes: square, triangular, cylindrical... On the surface, they didn't seem like much. He took out each gift one by one and discovered that at the very bottom of the suitcase lay a small booklet.
Opening the booklet revealed a list of officials from the Galactic District, with Shen Tieshan at the top. Xiao Yun couldn't discern anything significant from these names.
Then Xiao Yun began to unwrap the gift boxes. His eyes widened in disbelief; what the hell? They were all empty! Did those people have nothing better to do than send empty gift boxes to amuse Flower Shao? This was ridiculous!
What was going on here?
Xiao Yun was puzzled. He scratched his head, unable to figure out why Mr. Wei, the person portrayed by the Flower Family, was so anxious about this suitcase when it seemed to hold no secrets at all.
Could there be a hidden compartment in the suitcase? Perhaps the secret lay within that compartment.
However, as Xiao Yun poked and prodded around, he found nothing—not even a scrap of paper or a single thread.
It was strange; what did those people mean by sending empty gift boxes to that Flower Shao?
Xiao Yun knew that many people today enjoyed collecting things. Some liked to collect stamps, others cigarette boxes, stones, and various badges. There were even those who had a peculiar obsession with collecting women's bras and underwear. Surely, the Flower Family couldn't be interested in collecting gift boxes?
Clearly, this had nothing to do with the Flower Family's collection. So what was the purpose behind it?
He noticed that each box bore the signature of the person who sent it, but none of those names were familiar to him.
Staring blankly at the empty gift boxes, Xiao Yun suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He vaguely saw an image of some kind of building in his mind. He quickly arranged the variously sized and shaped gift boxes together, stacking them like building blocks. Before long, a structure began to take shape before his eyes.
As soon as he recognized the style of the building, Xiao Yun's heart skipped a beat; his eyes nearly popped out. Wasn't this the design of Liu Ziyan's Phoenix City Hotel?
—How could this be? The Pinnacle of Elegance has been updated.
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