Playing the Foolish Beauty in a Deadly Game - Chapter 83

So was Deladen telling himself about his sexual orientation? Yet he had also chosen Tiana to warm his bed. Deladen pinched Lin Qiao’s calf and said, “Is there a problem with liking both?”

This was probably the Dorian version of… money can do anything?

The woman with the wig, unaware of Lin Qiao’s true gender, approached Deladen, holding her skirt and said, “Although I trust your prowess, for an even better night for you tonight, I still want to offer you something.”

With that, the woman with the wig took out a small bottle and whispered, “It can be put in honey, coffee, or wine.” She then made a gesture with her finger as if standing up and winked suggestively. What was in the bottle became instantly clear.

Deladen did not refuse: “I hope it is as useful as rumored.”

The other girl chosen by Deladen was Tiana, who let out a hearty laugh. Glancing up casually, she saw the bewildered Lin Qiao. The poor little thing looked at a loss, but that was how children from poor families were; sympathy wasn’t worth a penny.

Lin Qiao was dazed for a moment, appearing vacant. To outsiders, it seemed Lin Qiao was frightened. In reality, he was just thinking because he had no intention of doing anything with the man named Deladen.

Lin Qiao had prepared a plan to go to the orphanage and meet up with the other players. The only problem now was the lady Tiana who had entered the room with him.

Lin Qiao lowered his eyes, tears welling up. He clutched the fabric of Deladen’s chest and trembled cautiously against him. This demeanor was quickly noticed by Deladen. When he lifted Lin Qiao’s face, he saw the little doll with red-rimmed eyes, crying pitifully but not daring to make a sound, even thinking of hiding his tears in Deladen’s embrace.

The little doll in his arms was truly beautiful, frail yet docile, with a waist thinner than a woman’s. The skin felt smooth and delicate under his touch. Others painted their faces pale white, stubbornly claiming they hadn’t put on makeup, but the little treasure in front of him had genuinely unadulterated skin.

“My dear, even in this state, I won’t pity you,” Deladen’s voice carried an even more passionate emotion. “It only makes me more excited, more eager to devour you whole.”

Lin Qiao trembled even more violently. “It’s not…” Deladen became even more excited, a surge of domineering desire rising in his chest.

He began to roughly knead Lin Qiao in his arms, forcing the cries to grow louder and more pitiful. Deladen decided not to return to the room and instead pinned Lin Qiao against the wall: “I told you I wouldn’t pity you; this makes me feel even better!”

“No, sister… sister, save me,” Lin Qiao, the beautiful little creature, cried not for Deladen’s mercy or to be let go, but for the help of the woman nearby.

Lin Qiao looked at Tiana with sorrowful eyes: “I’m a boy…” Tiana, who had been somewhat reluctant, finally found a reason: “You’re actually a boy? You deceived me.”

“Oh, Mr. Deladen, this child is a dishonest little thing. He needs to be punished. I’ll return him to his mother.”

Deladen, focused only on the struggling but weak little doll, immediately snapped at Tiana: “Get out of here!” Then, in Lin Qiao’s ear, he said viciously, “I thought since it was your first time entertaining a guest, having someone to share the burden would make it easier for you. Now it seems I don’t need to be so gentlemanly. You’ll spend the entire night with me.”

Lin Qiao continued to tremble but stopped struggling: “Please don’t. Don’t let Tiana lose her job. I’ll… I’ll be good. Can I give Tiana my share of the payment?”

Tiana covered her mouth in surprise and didn’t follow. Deladen, thinking Lin Qiao had resigned himself to fate, laughed loudly and carried Lin Qiao into the room.

Who knew the little maid, who had just been “timid and at a loss,” immediately wiped away her tears and began to inspect the room’s layout. Deladen thought she was shocked by his wealth and said, “If you behave and make me happy, I might consider renting you a small villa.”

During this period, it was common for wealthy men to keep mistresses, especially higher-class female companions.

Lin Qiao shook his head to indicate he didn’t need that. Moreover, he had just been looking around to see where it would be best to escape from.

After determining the route, Lin Qiao took a risk: “Mr. Deladen, can you come closer to me?” He even seemed a bit embarrassed. Deladen muttered, “That’s more like it. This shy look of yours, if you had cried prettier, I might have softened and gone easier on you.”

With that, he moved closer to Lin Qiao, who smiled sweetly and then lifted his knee-length skirt even higher: “Can you come just a little bit closer?” Deladen approached with a smile, his eyes twinkling.

Suddenly, there was a loud “thud,” and Deladen’s occiput was hit with intense pain, quickly causing his consciousness to blur. Lin Qiao had somehow grabbed the nearby candlestick and struck him. Seeing Deladen unconscious, Lin Qiao even touched the back of his head. Hmm, no bleeding.

Lin Qiao was about to climb out the window when the system suddenly spoke: [Clearance clue.] Lin Qiao immediately stopped. Could it be that being assigned this identity really had a reason, and he needed to find some clearance clue here?

Lin Qiao jumped back from the window and began to search the room. Most document-like items were in the study; the bedroom only had some letters and clothes. The letters seemed more useful.

In addition to that, there was the vial the woman with the wig had slipped to him.

Lin Qiao first picked up the letter on the table, only to find it was an invitation. It invited Deladen to a “Mummy Party.” Besides that, there were some private letters. Apart from business dealings and everyday greetings, there was also a letter about the efficacy of mummy powder.

The most eye-catching part was that mummy powder could not only treat swelling, coughing, headaches, and related diseases but could also beautify and rejuvenate men.

Lin Qiao’s face turned pale as he read. He thought he knew what was in the bottle next to him. It should be the legendary mummy powder. The woman with the wig had even suggested putting it in honey, coffee, or some other drink. This was… terrifying.

Lin Qiao pursed his lips and tentatively touched the bottle. The system in his mind spoke coldly: [Obtained clue.] [Though the ingredients are the same, it is not real mummy powder.]

Lin Qiao wanted to wait and hear more, but the prompt had already stopped.

It seemed there was only this much information, and even his system couldn’t provide more.

“Ugh.” The mummy powder was given to Deladen by the woman with the wig. In the letter just now, Deladen and his friend planned to open a mummy product store.

Since the mummy powder was a clue, he couldn’t leave for now, but he still needed to search for the orphanage.

After a moment of silence, Lin Qiao asked the system, “System brother, is there any prop that can make Deladen forget what just happened?”

“Also, I will meet Yan Ting in this game… um, he is…” Lin Qiao became hesitant and continued embarrassedly, “I don’t want to do that kind of thing with other people.”

The system was silent for a few seconds, seemingly a bit pleased, because Lin Qiao heard it make a light hissing sound with electricity. He didn’t know whether it was mocking or happy.

Lin Qiao’s face turned red: “I earned a lot of points in the last game. Can I use a little bit?”

The system’s voice became cold again but much gentler: [Okay.] [Spring Dream Perfume has been added to the item bar.] [Item effect: The fantasies of daydreamers, those who smell the fragrance will take their dreams as reality.] [Item side effect: Inexpressible, all beautiful dreams are hidden in the heart with a dark, possessive mood and will have a controlling desire over the user.]

After a long pause, the system continued with: [The duration is only three days. After three days, it will forget everything about the user.]

Lin Qiao exhaled. The last point wasn’t really a side effect, was it? It was actually a great setting.

Lin Qiao took the bottle of mummy powder and then took out the perfume and sprayed it on Deladen. The sleeping Deladen’s expression became grotesque, and he made loud, indescribable noises, writhing on the bed like a worm, stripping off all his clothes.

Lin Qiao turned his head away, sighed, and bruised himself, tearing his clothes to only wear underwear, and crawled to the farthest side of the bed.

So when Deladen woke up the next day, he was refreshed, and the little darling who had driven him crazy the night before was sleeping at the farthest place, covered in ambiguous marks.

Recalling the madness of the night, Deladen wanted to make a few teasing remarks, but Lin Qiao’s furrowed brows made him feel sorry. He thought no one deserved to hear about Lin Qiao from his mouth, but Deladen himself loved to show off the romantic affairs around him.

Deladen hugged Lin Qiao closer, but Lin Qiao broke free with a tearful voice: “Deladen, it hurts…”

Deladen dared not touch Lin Qiao anymore, personally went downstairs to get milk and sweet cheese bread, as well as fruits, and even cooked a bowl of oatmeal porridge for Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao indeed looked like he hadn’t slept enough, but it wasn’t because of Deladen’s agitating, but because Deladen had hardly stopped moving all night, making a mess everywhere, and the bed kept shaking.

Lin Qiao had to stand by the bed for half the night, watching from a distance, a bit afraid that Deladen would exhaust himself.

Fortunately, he stopped in the early morning and finally slept for three hours.

Lin Qiao ate slowly, wanting to sleep a bit more, so he kept dozing off while eating, his head nodding.

Deladen found it adorable, and he himself rubbed his head, wondering why it hurt so much. Did he hit his head too hard during the intense activities last night?

It wasn’t until noon that someone came to take Lin Qiao back to the maid’s house. During this period, the profession of female companions was legal, but it had high taxes and barriers.

Plus the occasional purity movements, sometimes by the church and sometimes by government orders, in any case, they were often troubled on the surface.

To avoid taxes and trouble, the female companions each showed their skills.

Like where Lin Qiao stayed, which on the surface provided maid services and cleaning work for people, the girls were all “cleaning company” employees and tenants, but in reality, they were semi-companion service providers.

Lin Qiao climbed into the small carriage, and Deladen was a bit reluctant to let go. Lin Qiao had to open the window and tell Deladen to go back: “Mr. Deladen, goodbye.”

Deladen became excited. Goodbye meant wanting more, and wanting more meant unforgettable.