Chapter 10: First, I am not a lolita control, and second, I am not a lolita control.
“Doctor Wu, you misunderstood. I really didn’t do that!”
Song Yao explained quickly.
She only sold her skills, never her body. Even after so long as a rented girlfriend, she’d met weird clients, but no matter the price, she never agreed.
“Girl, I believe you. If you have time, I can arrange a checkup. Don’t misunderstand—I mean nothing else.”
“?”
That’s clearly something else!
“Doctor Wu, no need. I’m healthy. And I absolutely don’t do what you think!”
“Then how does a student earn this much?”
From a doctor’s view, this wasn’t her concern.
But Song Yao’s story made it impossible to ignore this strong girl.
“I… my work’s good. Boss tipped me!”
“I’ll pretend that’s it.”
Wu Yishuang sighed.
Why doesn’t she listen?
Seeing no point explaining, Song Yao had a client waiting.
“Doctor Wu, if nothing else, I’ll pay the fees.”
“Go.”
Wu Yishuang sensed her impatience and dropped it.
After Song Yao left, she rubbed her temples.
The kid was too young, unaware of the world’s dangers.
Good thing she came often—plenty of chances to advise.
Ding!
Rou Rou: Shuang Shuang, is my physical report ready?
Wu Yishuang glanced at the message, pulled a report from the drawer, snapped a photo, and sent it to her bestie.
Shuang Shuang: Your health’s improved a lot. Insomnia less frequent too. Suddenly enlightened?
Rou Rou: No enlightenment. Just met someone recently…
Shuang Shuang: Oh? Even Zhongxia Tech’s big boss has a crush? Which lucky young master caught your picky eye?
Rou Rou: No, a friend I met recently… female friend. Don’t misunderstand.
Shuang Shuang: You have friends besides me? Didn’t scare her off?
Rou Rou: What image do you have of me? I’m just strict with employees.
Shuang Shuang: Yeah, yeah. When to pick up the report? If busy, I’ll flash deliver.
Rou Rou: Tomorrow. Chat too.
Shuang Shuang: Good.
Wu Yishuang closed the phone, glanced at the report again.
“Being a boss is stressful. Curious what this friend is like.”
…
After paying, Song Yao stayed with the old woman a bit longer, then hurried off.
At school, exactly one hour passed.
Song Yao: Xin Bao, I’m at school. Where are you?
She messaged Yao Xinxin’s location.
But just after sending, someone tugged her clothes lightly.
Turning, she saw a girl shorter than her.
Dressed in black gothic lolita, skirt draping with mysterious elegance.
Round, babyish face full of cute innocence. Big eyes like shining black obsidian—lively and deep.
Petite nose, slightly pouted lips with playfulness. Delicate features vibrant against black—like a mysterious elf from a fairy tale.
In that instant, Song Yao’s heart melted.
Whose kid is this cute?
“Kiddo, lost?”
Song Yao bent slightly, smiling kindly.
First, she’s not a lolicon.
Second, the child was just cute—no other thoughts.
Finally, really not a lolicon.
“Baby, I found you~”
The familiar nickname stunned Song Yao.
What did she call her?
Baby?
A bold guess flashed.
No way…
“Baby, why no talk?”
The girl tilted her head, eyes puzzled.
Big mistake. I did something huge…
Song Yao didn’t know Yao Xinxin’s looks. It was online romance chat—no meetup needed, no reason to know.
But clearly, it was necessary.
She never imagined the “baby”-calling Yao Xinxin was a little loli!
Thinking of their chats, her spine chilled.
Would the cops grab her…
“I-I’m fine. Um… Xinxin, I…”
“Baby, you usually call me Xin Bao?”
“Ah, right. Xin Bao. Bold question—you… adult? Don’t misunderstand. To protect the nation’s flowers, I don’t take minors. If accidental, full refund.”
They’d chatted over a year. She’d earned about 20,000 from Yao Xinxin.
Plus today’s 50,000—refund at least 60-70,000. Heartbreaking.
But if she ended up in jail, no fun.
“Baby, you’re joking. Didn’t I say I’m at Jiaotong University?”
Yao Xinxin giggled.
University?
Elementary, more like!
Song Yao couldn’t believe this look meant adult.
Seeing doubt, Yao Xinxin pulled her ID.
“Baby, check my birthdate?”
Song Yao leaned in, questioning life.
Yao Xinxin was adult—and a year older?
Call this loli “sister”?
Reasonable?
Very unreasonable!
Almost 20, looking like an elementary kid?
Guessing her thoughts, Yao Xinxin smiled bitterly. “Premature birth. Development’s always been poor. Baby, you won’t dislike me?”
Song Yao snapped back, business mode on.
Rented girlfriend duty: provide emotional value.
Make clients happy any way.
Upsetting them? Career taboo.
“How could I dislike? Xin Bao, I think in my past life I was a soda.”
Yao Xinxin blinked big eyes. “What do you mean, baby?”
“You’re the fizz in my heart. First sight, bubbles of liking you popped up.”