Chapter 16 — Caught in the Act

What Wei Zhao had not expected was that the password was in fact the default one. It was spelled out plain as day on television, and yet he had fancied himself clever and tried one combination after another.

This was the first time Wei Zhao had watched porn on such a large screen. Before, it had always been on his ten-inch laptop display, where he could make nothing out clearly; this time he could look however he pleased, and in high definition at that.

A hot surge rushed through Wei Zhao at once, and he nearly ran up to the television to watch.

"Yaaawn... so sleepy... Damn you, Yao-yao, you kept me up all night, and now that you've finally gone to sleep, I can't sleep at all..." Shen Yushu's voice came drifting down from the direction of the second floor, followed by the sound of slippers on the stairs.

Wei Zhao's hearing was rather keen; though Shen Yushu's voice was very soft, every word fell into his ears without a single one missing. Wei Zhao was instantly alarmed: if Shen Yushu caught him watching porn in the living room, wouldn't he be finished?

Wei Zhao was standing right beside the television at that moment; it was too late to go back for the remote, so he could only reach out and cut the power on the set itself. Then he stood by the windowsill, putting on an act of gazing out the window.

Wei Zhao could not help cursing his bad luck inwardly. Yesterday, his very first day here, there had been that absurd indirect-kiss mishap; if today Shen Yushu caught him watching porn in the living room again, he would surely be thrown out on his ear.

Though Wei Zhao was none too willing about being a study companion to a young miss, at least the pay was generous, and he ate and drank well every day; finding another job like this would not be easy.

The crux of the matter was that he would not be leaving because he had quit, but because the young miss had driven him out, and for this kind of reason besides. If Old Man Wei got wind of it, he probably would never be able to hold his head up again as long as he lived.

Wei Zhao sighed, somewhat blaming his own itchy fingers. What had possessed him to try the default password for no reason at all? Though this was Gu Mengyao's fault too. Honestly, couldn't she have changed the password?

"Ah—" Suddenly seeing someone standing by the windowsill in the living room, Shen Yushu was startled half to death and nearly screamed; luckily she was quick, and remembering that Gu Mengyao had just fallen asleep, she hastily clapped a hand over her mouth.

"What are you doing standing there this early?" By now Shen Yushu could see clearly that the one standing there was Wei Zhao, the very culprit who had let Gu Mengyao torment her all night.

"I couldn't sleep, so I got up..." Wei Zhao, with a guilty conscience, looked somewhat awkward.

"Oh." Shen Yushu thought nothing of it, and frowning, said, "From now on, when you wake up, stay in your room. You nearly scared me to death just now. Yao-yao and I are used to the way things are; having an extra person around all of a sudden takes some getting used to."

"All right..." Wei Zhao said to himself that he would be damned if he ever watched porn in the living room again; it was too fucking frightening. This Miss Chen kept no regular hours at all, and he had nearly been caught red-handed.

Shen Yushu stretched and sat down on the sofa, crossing one leg, quite alluring; but Wei Zhao did not dare look long. He had already been set ablaze by the porn, and his lower half was still standing stiff; if Shen Yushu saw that, he would die of embarrassment.

"Wei Zhao, I'm hungry. Go get me something to eat." Shen Yushu, languid, ordered Wei Zhao about.

"Me? Get food?" Wei Zhao was somewhat stunned. Since when had he become a household servant, one who cooked on top of it?

"Yes, you. Hurry up, I'm hungry." Shen Yushu waved her hand impatiently.

Wei Zhao was rather helpless. Why was Shen Yushu giving him orders too? Wasn't the one he was serving Gu Mengyao? So he said, "Miss Chen, I was sent by Mr. Gu to accompany Miss Gu in her studies, not to be a nanny..."

"What's the difference? In the old society, a study companion was a page boy, a servant of the household, only a notch or so above a common footman. Whatever the young miss tells you to do, you do." Shen Yushu glared, speaking with perfect assurance.

"But... I'm Gu Mengyao's page boy..." Though Wei Zhao was long accustomed to cooking, he still ought to have his position made clear, oughtn't he? And though this Gu Mengyao smiled in a flirtatious, alluring way, Wei Zhao was no fool; if Gu Mengyao woke up in a moment and saw him cooking for Shen Yushu, wouldn't she find fault with him?

"What's the difference? Yao-yao and I are good friends; what I say is what she says..." Gu Mengyao saw that Wei Zhao still had not moved after she finished speaking, and grew annoyed. She had rather liked this Wei Zhao at first, but who knew he would be so blind to what was expected of him. Any other man would be eager to serve her and she would not even bother with him; this one, of all things, was putting on airs. She gave a cold snort. "Forget it. Go turn on the water dispenser for me; I'll just have instant noodles myself."

"Oh." This was a small favor. The water dispenser was right beside Wei Zhao, by the windowsill, so he reached out and flipped the switch.

While the water heated, Shen Yushu casually picked up the remote from the sofa and pressed the power button. Every morning at this hour, the entertainment channel ran a special of music videos by the big star Xu Shilan, and Shen Yushu watched it whenever she had the time.

"Wait—" Wei Zhao was alarmed and wanted to stop her, but it was already too late. The television flickered, and the porn channel he had been watching appeared. By now that girl called Hamasaki or whatever had finished the foreplay and was battling wildly with a hunky man...

"Ah—ah—" Shen Yushu cried out and clapped a hand over her mouth, her eyes wide, glaring at Wei Zhao with a murderous look...

"Uh..." At this moment Wei Zhao wished he could die. What kind of game was this? Was this any way to treat a man? He had barely watched a few glances before he was caught in the act; how unlucky could he be? If he had at least gotten a good eyeful, he would have accepted it, but what was this?

"It wasn't me..." Wei Zhao wanted to tough it out and refuse to admit it, so he said instinctively.

"Wei Zhao, you actually watch such filthy things!" Shen Yushu was about to explode with rage. This Wei Zhao was really too despicable, wasn't he? No wonder he had gotten up so early in the morning; he had come out to the living room to sneak a look at porn.

"I told you, it wasn't me..." Wei Zhao said innocently. He had stumbled onto this channel by accident in the first place. If you don't want people to watch it, then don't put the channel there; leaving it there is practically inviting people to watch, isn't it?

"Who would believe that? If it wasn't you, then was it Yao-yao and me? Last night we left the TV off on the children's channel," Shen Yushu said sternly and with certainty. "Besides, we were afraid that when we changed channels we might accidentally land on this one, so we put a password on the channel. If you don't enter the password, how did you get in?"

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