Pampered By My Fake Boyfriend's Brother
Chapter 176 Meng Family’s Eldest Young Master

Chapter 176: Chapter 176 Meng Family’s Eldest Young Master

The woman’s voice, though not loud, was still clear to the group of people.

Quite a few people chimed in as well.

"Do you think everyone is as pretty as you?" The man glanced at the woman in his arms with a mischievous look.

"You’re annoying!" The woman gently punched the man.

The crowd watched the affectionate couple and burst into laughter.

After everyone was inside the private room, An Yin and Shi Qing closed the double doors.

Only then did An Yin timidly raise her head, showing a fearful look, "They’re so annoying, actually calling us ugly!"

Shi Qing’s face was expressionless, "Let them say what they want. We just pretend we didn’t hear." She went to work just to make money, and a few sarcastic comments from others didn’t bother her at all.

An Yin was surprised by Shi Qing’s broad mind and felt she was being a bit dramatic, softly saying, "I know."

"In our line of work, we encounter all kinds of people. It’s normal for them to say a few words. As long as they don’t harm your body, just bear with it. After all, making a big fuss won’t do us any good." Shi Qing’s eyes dimmed slightly.

People like them living at the bottom aren’t a match for these rich heirs. With just a word, the rich can keep them down forever in the mud.

For the powerful, their only choice is obedience.

Listening to Shi Qing’s negative words, An Yin couldn’t fully agree, "Everyone is human, so why should I endure? It’s just losing this job." Remembering the arrogant attitude of the crowd earlier, An Yin’s words carried a hint of defiance.

Shi Qing raised her gaze, staring at her innocent and pure roommate. Only someone who hadn’t been scarred by society could naively believe in equality and see herself as an equal. Little did she know, to the powerful, people like them were less than ants, without even the right to resist.

Shi Qing withdrew her gaze and stood straight, surprised that An Yin could say such bold words.

Shi Qing looked ahead, saying quietly, "Your thoughts are quite good!" If only one could remain so innocent forever! Shi Qing thought.

An Yin felt there was more to Shi Qing’s words, but when she turned to look, Shi Qing’s expression was unchanged, making An Yin think she was overanalyzing.

Subsequently, people came to the private room one after another, and An Yin and Shi Qing stayed at the door to open it for guests.

Around nine o’clock, noticing the empty corridor, An Yin turned her head, "Shi Qing, I’m going to the bathroom."

"Go ahead," Shi Qing said.

An Yin walked down the corridor and turned into the bathroom.

She came out in about two minutes and headed back to her post.

Upon reaching the corridor, she raised her eyes and saw the back of a man. His jacket was draped over his shoulders, the empty sleeves swayed with his steps. He wore black suit pants, highlighting his sharp and elegant lines, exuding an aura of authority.

Three people followed him, slightly bowing, looking a bit apprehensive of the leading man.

The next second, An Yin saw Shi Qing open the private room’s door, and the leading man turned and stepped inside.

Then, Shi Qing closed the private room door.

Only then did An Yin realize she had unknowingly stopped, stupidly staring at a stranger’s back. Thinking about it made An Yin’s cheeks heat up, a sense of restlessness rising.

The security guard a meter away from An Yin saw the young girl acting smitten and couldn’t help reminding, "That’s the Meng Family’s Eldest Young Master, not someone you can aim for."

If the young girl hadn’t had such an innocent face, prompting the urge to protect her, the guard wouldn’t have spoken up. After all, many women working here have been pursued by rich heirs, ending up abandoned without exception.

Rich heirs only see these women as playthings, fundamentally mismatched, with no future prospects. Why would they be sincere?

"I didn’t..." An Yin was about to deny, but seeing the guard’s "don’t argue" look, An Yin completely lost the urge to explain and walked towards Shi Qing.

The security guard was puzzled, "?" What’s the young girl trying to say by hesitating? Did he say something wrong?

An Yin walked fast.

The guard’s words echoed in her mind.

Meng Family’s Eldest Young Master? Must be impressive?

She had never heard of such a person!

No matter, it doesn’t concern her anyway!

An Yin returned to her position by the private room door and stood there obediently. For some reason, her heart seemed to race, and she felt a slight pain, as if something bad might happen.

For the rest of the time, her eyes were unfocused. Several times, she had to open the door to let guests in only with Shi Qing’s reminders.

Until the end of the shift, An Yin remained in this state of distraction.

After the shift, both changed clothes and left the bar. Shi Qing frowned, "Do you have something on your mind?"

Everything seemed fine before, but after the bathroom trip, An Yin seemed off, Shi Qing thought.

An Yin wasn’t smooth, unable to hide her emotions. When troubled, she frowned deeply, looking stressed.

Faced with Shi Qing’s concern, An Yin shook her head, pouted, "I don’t know what’s up, my heart’s racing a bit."

"Could you be sick?" Shi Qing instantly thought of the heart and suggested, "Want me to call a cab to the hospital?"

Fast heart rate? Shi Qing immediately thought of the heart.

"No need." Seeing Shi Qing take out her phone, An Yin quickly stopped her, "I’ve felt better. Once I rest at the dorm, I’ll be fine. No need for a hospital."

An Yin’s earnest face convinced Shi Qing to drop it.

Ultimately, they took a cab back to school, as the bus service stopped by that time.

Back at the dorm, after washing up, An Yin lay on her bed. The strange feeling in her heart hadn’t dissipated.

She took out her phone, habitually glancing at her chat with Mrs. An. The latest message was still about her check-in.

If it wasn’t so late, she would’ve messaged Mrs. An, but feared she’d ask why she was still up.

Her part-time job must stay secret, so An Yin didn’t text her. Instead, she opened the photo album and found a mother-daughter picture, staring intently. Soon, she fell asleep holding her phone, the screen displaying the photo.

After her shower, Shi Qing glanced at An Yin’s bed. An Yin’s sleeping posture matched her personality—cute and gentle.

Seeing nothing unusual, Shi Qing went to the desk, intending to read. Before she could sit, her phone buzzed, "Bzzzz..."