125: Chapter 125 A woman who talks big but is desperate to please others: a picture of her flirting.

Meanwhile, far away at the Lin Family Villa, Bai Lulu had just received the "provocation" sent by Su Yingxue using Lin Yun's account.

Looking at that photo, which was anonymous and had blurring effects added, Bai Lulu still recognized at a glance whose it was.

The stunning photo in the silver-white bikini, along with that line, "Someone else's 'sincerity'"...

Bai Lulu gripped her Communicator, standing in place, silent for a full ten seconds.

Then, she suddenly lifted her head, looking at the "treasured" photos on her light screen.

In her charming eyes, a flame flickered—thoroughly ignited, mixed with shame, indignation, an unwillingness to admit defeat, and the resolve to burn her bridges.

"Lit...tle... runt..."

She squeezed these three words out through her teeth, enunciating each one.

"Fine... you're very fine..."

She turned off all the light screens, leaving only one.

A photo she had never shown anyone, one she rarely even looked at herself—her true "ultimate treasure."

She looked at herself in that photo, wearing a black lace-up swimsuit, eyes hazy, posture lazy and sexy to the extreme.

Her cheeks were red enough to drip blood, and her heart was pounding like thunder.

But this time, she did not hesitate.

Her finger pressed firmly on the send button.

"It's just a contest of boldness, isn't it..."

"Who's afraid of whom..."

"Bring it on!"

Stimulated by Su Yingxue's "provocative" photo of "someone else's 'sincerity.'"

The mixture of shame, unwillingness to lose, and the desperation of being pushed to the edge of a cliff in Bai Lulu's heart finally broke through the last line of rational defense.

She closed her eyes, almost with a sense of "death-defying" tragic heroism, and pressed that send button she never intended to light up for anyone.

The photo she regarded as her "ultimate treasure," the one in the black lace-up swimsuit, turned into a stream of data and flew toward Lin Yun's Communicator.

The moment the photo was successfully sent, it seemed to drain all the strength from her body.

With a "thump."

Bai Lulu, like a puppet with its strings cut, went limp backward and fell heavily onto the soft bed.

She lay on her back, her chest heaving violently.

Her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, her mind a complete blank.

It sent...

It really sent...

That kind of... that kind of photo...

A huge, delayed sense of shame engulfed her like a tsunami.

She suddenly pulled up the quilt, covering herself from head to toe.

Curling up inside, her body trembling slightly, like a clam hiding in its shell after being startled.

Lin Family Villa, master bedroom.

The light from the virtual projection illuminated the room as if it were daytime.

When Su Yingxue opened the new photo sent by Bai Lulu, a chorus of gasps instantly filled the room!

The background of the photo seemed to be an extremely private and luxurious room, the lighting hazy and ambiguous.

Bai Lulu was wearing a set of... a black lace-up swimsuit with an extremely bold design and minimal fabric!

That could hardly be called a swimsuit; it was more like a work of art woven from black lace and thin straps—or rather, an instrument of temptation.

Key areas were covered by translucent black lace, leaving things to the imagination.

Hair-thin straps wrapped around her snow-white, smooth skin, outlining breathtaking curves and enticing contours.

She was lying on her side on a soft couch covered in dark velvet.

One hand propped up her head, while the other rested casually on her waist.

Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her eyes were hazy and lazy, and her red lips were slightly parted.

Her whole being radiated an extremely mature, extremely charming allure that seemed capable of stealing souls!

It was completely different from those previous photos that were either conservative or trying too hard to be bold.

In this photo, Bai Lulu seemed to have completely shed all pretenses, unreservedly displaying that breathtaking sexiness belonging to her age and figure!

"My god..." Wu Qingya murmured, subconsciously covering her mouth.

"This... this is just too..." Zhao Qingyue's face was so red it looked like it could drip blood, and she couldn't finish her sentence.

"Wow... Little Sister Bai Lulu's... this figure is truly... gifted..."

Chen Yuwei's eyes were wide round, her tone filled with pure amazement and... a hint of imperceptible envy?

Shen Youqing also watched with flushed cheeks, commenting softly: "Although... it's very bold, I have to say, it's shot very artistically, showing her advantages... um, to the fullest."

Lin Qianxi also couldn't help but whisper: "So... so beautiful... just like someone from a painting..."

All the women were stunned by the impact of this photo.

After the initial shock, Su Yingxue's eyes immediately burst with excitement. She turned to look at Lin Yun and asked eagerly: "Husband! How is it? This one! Little Sister Bai Lulu has brought out her 'ace in the hole' this time! What's your evaluation?"

Lin Yun's gaze also landed on that incredibly clear virtual projection.

It had to be said, this photo of Bai Lulu could truly be called an "ultimate weapon."

It perfectly fused her physical advantages, charming temperament, and the astonishing temptation released after burning her bridges.

He nodded, with undisguised appreciation in his eyes, and gave his evaluation: "Very good. That's more like it."

Su Yingxue was even more excited to receive her husband's affirmation.

She immediately picked up the Communicator and, imitating Lin Yun's tone, sent those two sentences over.

[Very good. That's more like it.]

Send!

But she clearly felt this wasn't "satisfying" enough.

Rolling her eyes, an "evil" thought formed in her heart.

A cunning arc appeared on the corner of her lips, her fingers quickly tapping on the virtual keyboard again, and she added another message:

[Pity... it still doesn't compare to someone's contrast photo.]

Send!

After doing all this, Su Yingxue tossed the Communicator away, a smug "plan succeeded" smile on her face.

"Done! Now let's see if that big talker can still sit still!"

The other women watched her "adding fuel to the fire" operation, and couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for Bai Lulu.

"Yingxue, aren't you being a bit... too mean?" Shen Youqing smiled helplessly.

"This is called strategy!" Su Yingxue said righteously. "If you don't push her, she'll never know how much potential she has!"

"Besides, Husband, don't you think so? Isn't Little Sister Shiyu's contrast beauty—purity mixed with extreme temptation—more unique?"

Lin Yun recalled the contradictory beauty of the young girl—shy and uneasy yet extremely sexy—in Qiao Shiyu's silver-white bikini photo, and nodded: "Each has its own merits. Shiyu is a collision of purity and sexiness, while Bai Lulu is the ultimate display of maturity and charm. Both are very beautiful."

"Hear that?" Su Yingxue was even more smug. "I'm helping them uncover different kinds of beauty! I'm providing artistic guidance!"

The women: "..."

This reasoning was truly unassailable.