Chapter 88: What Is This Feeling? Like I’m the Only One Who Can’t Pull It Off?
“Whew—”
Yi Ning wiped the sweat from her forehead with her right hand, propped the mop upright on the floor, and rested her chin on top of her hands.
Looking at the floor now spotless and gleaming, she couldn’t help but lift her proud little chin.
I really am a hardworking little bee!
She felt quite pleased with herself.
Then she rinsed the mop in the floating mop bucket beside her, pressed a button on her remote, and brought it into the bathroom to dump out the dirty water.
“Hm~ hm~”
Humming a cheerful tune, Yi Ning swayed her hips happily as she left the bathroom.
Once she submitted today’s report, her work would be done.
What?
You an the traps for capturing Rigil and tomorrow’s evil plans?
Hahaha!
Not happening today!
Tomorrow’s problem.
She took out her remote, intending to teleport ho imdiately.
But before she could press the teleportation button, the doorbell rang from the base’s entrance.
“Ding-dong.”
Yi Ning looked toward the door with suspicion.
Soone coming at this hour?
She entered the control room and pulled up the surveillance feed for the front gate.
It was Lu Zheng.
Without his pixel screen helt.
Yi Ning tilted her head, puzzled.
Why was this guy back?
Did he forget sothing?
But she had no intention of letting him in—she was still mad at him.
She had needed his help cleaning earlier, and he didn’t co. Now that everything was clean, now he showed up?
What a convenient world he lived in!
Just thinking about it ticked her off.
Yes—
She admitted—
She hadn’t explicitly asked Lu Zheng to stay, but seeing how ssed up the place was, shouldn’t he have at least offered to help?
Doing nothing was his biggest offense!
Yi Ning snorted coldly, turned off the screen, and pressed the teleport button on her remote.
Whether he forgot sothing or had sothing to say—he could wait till tomorrow!
In any case, today she absolutely wasn’t opening the door for Lu Zheng!
A beam of blue light teleported Yi Ning ho, leaving Lu Zheng behind, furiously ringing the doorbell.
“Whew—”
Back ho, Yi Ning stretched and let out a long breath.
She kicked off her shoes, shoved her feet into a slightly ssy pair of slippers, and headed for the living room.
The sooner she submitted the report, the sooner she could relax.
As she passed the coat rack, Yi Ning instinctively patted her clothes, intending to hang up her lab coat.
But there was no familiar touch.
“Huh?”
She looked down at her outfit.
Just the new T-shirt and long pants she bought.
She had forgotten her lab coat.
Not only that—she also forgot the set of clothes she changed out of after Lu Zheng soaked her.
“Ugh.”
She rubbed her temples, hesitated, then decided to leave it for tomorrow.
Too lazy to go back.
Yi Ning slumped into the sofa the mont she entered the living room.
She lay there in silence, enjoying a rare mont of peace.
Until the TV buzzed with an incoming transmission.
“Tch!”
Yi Ning rolled her eyes in annoyance and struggled to lift her head.
After a while, she finally dragged herself up, retrieved the remote wedged in the sofa cushions, and pressed a button to accept the call.
On screen appeared a young girl, around thirteen or fourteen, wearing a cute Lolita-style dress, and a woman in a maid uniform.
Unlike Xia An and Ji Ping, who usually sat at the desk, this young girl sat on what looked like a ridiculously luxurious chair—
No, it was basically a throne.
Moreover, the girl was seated quite a distance from the cara.
If their HQ didn’t use high-grade caras, Yi Ning probably wouldn’t have been able to make out her face.
When Yi Ning appeared on the screen, the maid stepped between her and the cara, shielding the girl while still allowing a narrow view between them.
What the hell is this?
Yi Ning raised an eyebrow in confusion at the strange scene.
Had Xia An and Ji Ping, still in the hospital after she beat them up, hired a little girl to handle their duties?
Wasn’t that child labor?
And now that she looked closely… didn’t this girl seem a little familiar?
She could’ve sworn she’d seen her before sowhere.
Yi Ning fell into a spiral of random thoughts.
“Long ti no see, Yi Ning. You look quite exhausted.”
The girl on screen spoke first.
But for so reason, Yi Ning found her tone oddly familiar.
“Xia An and Ji Ping are still bedridden, so I’ll be handling your report today.”
As the girl spoke, a mory in Yi Ning’s mind slowly overlapped with the face on screen.
“Ah!”
Wasn’t this her boss—the one she’d turned into a girl?!
Yi Ning finally rembered.
She had only seen Gu Ke in her transford state for a brief mont, which was why it didn’t click imdiately.
But looking now at the tiny figure—no more than an elentary school kid at best—Yi Ning couldn’t help but feel a surge of glee.
Sure, she wasn’t thrilled with how much she had shrunk.
But still—only 20 centiters.
And Gu Ke?
She had been a towering 180 centiters. Now she looked like she barely hit 140.
Shrunk by over 40 centiters.
Compared to that, Yi Ning suddenly felt pretty lucky to only have lost 20.
“What is it?”
Seeing Yi Ning’s initial shock turn to smugness, Gu Ke tilted her head.
“Nothing.”
Yi Ning deflected the question and plopped down on the sofa.
No way she could admit she was gloating over her boss shrinking more than she had.
“I was just curious about your dress, Boss.”
She pointed at Gu Ke’s Lolita-style outfit.
The material looked high-end, and the design and patterns were full of flair.
Clearly expensive.
Looking at Gu Ke, Yi Ning felt an inexplicable irritation.
Xia An was one thing—that shaless creature in girl’s clothes wasn’t shocking.
But why was even Gu Ke dressed so femininely?
Where was that towering 180-centiter masculinity?
Yi Ning looked down at her own rather androgynous outfit.
What the hell is this?
Why does it feel like I’m the only one who can’t pull it off?
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