46: Chapter 46 The Magical Girl Intrusion Plan

Qin Yumo had just taken a sip of ice water and hadn't even swallowed it when she almost choked.

Nude photos? Threats?

Where is this even coming from?

She looked at Tang Qiqi's indignant little face, and her temples throbbed twice.

"Qiqi, can you please keep your voice down..."

"No!"

Tang Qiqi raised her voice even higher, "Yumo sister, don't worry! I have 300,000 followers on Xiaohongshu! As long as you nod, I'll post about the Great Demon King, and I'll have the whole internet human-flesh search this pervert!"

As she spoke, she took out her phone and shook it; on the screen was her Xiaohongshu homepage—the profile picture was a finely retouched magical girl cosplay photo.

Qin Yumo pressed down on her phone.

"If you dare to post it, you will be the one who dies."

This sentence was delivered without any embellishment.

Tang Qiqi froze.

She had never seen this expression on Qin Yumo's face before—it wasn't a joke, it wasn't a threat; it was a genuine statement of fact.

"Video," "nude photos," "pervert"—these keywords were particularly jarring in the noisy restaurant.

At the next table.

Three young punks with dyed yellow hair and thick chains around their necks turned their heads almost simultaneously.

The leader, with a toothpick in his mouth, squinted and swept his gaze over Tang Qiqi's pink magical girl outfit, then moved his eyes slowly toward Qin Yumo, finally stopping on the waist and abdomen line outlined by her sports vest.

He exchanged a look with his two brothers.

The three of them carried their drinks over.

"Yo, what are you two beauties chatting about? So intense?"

The leader with yellow hair spat the toothpick onto the floor, slumped into the empty seat next to them, and draped his elbow directly onto the edge of the table.

"I work in self-media, and these two are my team."

He crossed his legs, pointed his finger back and forth between Tang Qiqi and Qin Yumo, "Any interest in taking a commercial job? We're shooting a set of photos at the hotel next door, price is negotiable."

After he finished speaking, he looked Tang Qiqi's cosplayer outfit up and down again, winking at the people beside him.

"And missy, dressing like this, you must be out here looking for work, right?"

Tang Qiqi was trembling with rage.

"You're the one looking for work! Your whole family is looking for work!" Tang Qiqi retorted shrilly, "Are you blind? This is a limited edition cosplay outfit! It's not something your dirty brain can understand!"

"Fine, fine, it's good, it's good."

The yellow-haired guy whistled and reached out to put his arm around Qin Yumo's shoulder, "Long legs, come on, sit over here with brother..."

Qin Yumo lifted her eyelids.

Height a little over 1.7 meters, weight not exceeding 130 catties, center of gravity to the right, no signs of training.

Conclusion: Vulnerable.

A week ago, she would have issued a verbal warning.

Now, she wouldn't.

She was just worried about having nowhere to vent her overflowing, violent strength.

Qin Yumo grabbed the half-full glass water pitcher on the table with her right hand, swung it around, and smashed it fiercely onto the leader's temple.

Bang!

The glass shattered, and ice water mixed with shards poured over his head.

The yellow-haired guy screamed and covered his head, blood seeping out from between his fingers.

Immediately after.

Qin Yumo supported herself with her left leg and whipped her right leg out in a low sweep.

Slap!

The second yellow-haired guy's knee was hit head-on, and he flew sideways.

The third yellow-haired guy turned to run.

Qin Yumo caught up in one step and slapped the back of his head with her palm, pressing him directly into the pile of overturned chairs at the next table.

The restaurant exploded into chaos.

Screams, the sound of chairs falling, and the crashing of bowls and dishes mixed together.

Several uniformed security guards and a restaurant manager in a suit rushed over.

The manager looked at the mess on the floor and the bleeding yellow-haired guy, his face turning green.

Qin Yumo retracted her leg, her breathing steady.

The moment the adrenaline faded, the first thought that flashed through her mind wasn't "That felt good."

It was—sigh... I was too impulsive.

Qin Yumo took out her phone.

Her finger hovered over her contacts for two seconds.

Lin Yuan? No.

This small matter wasn't worth disturbing him; his expression had been very dark when he left this morning.

Fat Dragon? No.

After moving into Cloud Top Palace, the outer security had been fully handed over to Lu Yan, and the two had no interaction.

Her thumb moved down, and she finally dialed Su Xiaonuan's number.

"Yumo sister, what's wrong?" On the other end of the phone, Su Xiaonuan's voice was quick.

"Pizza Hut next to MixC Mall, there's a situation." Qin Yumo said concisely.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah. But the restaurant manager is calling the police."

"Tell him to wait a moment, I'm coming."

Beep.

Less than ten minutes later.

A black GL8 business car parked at the entrance of MixC Mall.

Su Xiaonuan got out of the car.

She was wearing a short Chanel-style jacket today, with white sneakers on her feet.

Her 1.55-meter height appeared even more petite against the backdrop of that jacket.

But the four burly men in black suits following behind her were each a full two heads taller than her.

This was what Lin Yuan had Fat Dragon assign to Su Xiaonuan; with such a setup for negotiations, the success rate increased by 20 percent immediately.

Seeing this lineup, the restaurant manager's mouth opened, and the "call the police" that was on the tip of his tongue was swallowed back down.

Su Xiaonuan walked into the restaurant, her gaze quickly sweeping over the scene.

She took a stack of cash out of her handbag and placed it gently on the cashier counter.

"To compensate for the losses, is this enough?"

The manager looked at the stack of money, then looked at the four black suits, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Enough... enough."

Su Xiaonuan turned her head to look at the leader with yellow hair who was still howling while clutching his head in the corner.

"Take him away."

Two men in suits walked over, grabbed the yellow-haired guy's arms from left and right, and dragged him out.

The yellow-haired guy was grimacing in pain, still shouting: "Who are you people? My big brother knows people! My big brother..."

No one paid him any attention.

The manager nodded and bowed, and the men in black suits followed orders without hesitation.

Tang Qiqi stood there, dumbfounded the whole time.

She looked at this little girl who was about the same height as her, clearly possessing a goody-two-shoes face, yet from entering to finishing, there wasn't a single word of wasted breath.

Throw money, take the person, leave.

Tang Qiqi's legs were still a little weak, but the first thought that popped into her head was—so cool!

Just like... that kind of hidden BOSS in a game!

Tang Qiqi finally couldn't help it; she grabbed Qin Yumo's arm and lowered her voice: "Yumo sister... who is she?"

"The Great Demon King's secretary." Qin Yumo replied.

Secretary?

A secretary who doesn't blink when shelling out 100,000.

A secretary who commands four burly men like she's commanding NPCs.

Then the Great Demon King himself... exactly what level of monster is he?

Tang Qiqi's heartbeat accelerated.

Suddenly, she grabbed Qin Yumo's clothes tightly.

"Yumo sister! I want to move in with you!"

"Qiqi, stop messing around." Qin Yumo said in a low voice.

"I'm not messing around! I want to protect you!" Tang Qiqi's eyes were red, "Look at your hands!"

She grabbed Qin Yumo's fists, which were still wrapped in bandages, "What kind of life are you living in that place?"

Qin Yumo didn't dare to pull her hand back with force; her heart had ached for a long time after hitting Tang Qiqi that day.

She could only turn her head to look at Su Xiaonuan.

"Ms. Su, she... wants to live with me... live in my room, is there any way to make an exception?"

Su Xiaonuan looked at Tang Qiqi.

Pink magical girl dress, lace gloves, a shiny star hair clip in her hair.

She was a creature from a completely different dimension than anyone in Cloud Top Palace.

"I can't make that decision."

Su Xiaonuan took her phone out of her pocket and, under the gaze of Qin Yumo and Tang Qiqi, dialed that number.

"President Lin."

The call connected.

Su Xiaonuan's voice returned to the softness that she only reserved for Lin Yuan.

"Yumo sister has a friend here who wants to move into Cloud Top Palace and live with her."

Su Xiaonuan hadn't been there the day Tang Qiqi snuck over to find Qin Yumo, so she didn't know Lin Yuan had already met her.

"Yeah... she's a girl, in her early twenties."

Su Xiaonuan glanced at Tang Qiqi, paused for half a second, "Her looks... are not low."