Chapter 9: You Don't Care About Dignity, but I Do
After saying that, Lin Muxi didn’t bother Mo Ziyang, who was driving, anymore. Instead, she quietly curled up like a little kitten in the passenger seat, turning her head away and not daring to look at him.
Seeing Lin Muxi looking so annoyed and almost steaming with anger, Mo Ziyang found it both funny and interesting. Even he didn’t expect this cheeky maid, who always joked and teased everyone, to be so easily teased herself.
“What? Can’t take it now? Remember, you have to play your role all day today.”
Mo Ziyang looked straight ahead and spoke with a mocking tone, raising his voice slightly as if teasing Lin Muxi.
His teasing words made Lin Muxi clench her little hands in frustration, feeling like she was about to explode. How could she get so embarrassed just because of one sentence from Mo Ziyang?
Darn it, what’s wrong with her today? Why does she blush so easily… and because her good bro came close? Wasn’t that weird?
Finally, holding back her anger, Lin Muxi rode in Mo Ziyang’s car until they reached the entrance of the convention center for the comic convention.
The sports car, covered in anime posters, immediately caught the attention of the crowd nearby. Both tourists and cosplayers lifted their phones to take pictures of the car.
Lin Muxi, sitting inside, looked at Mo Ziyang with big eyes, confused, as if asking why he was acting crazy and driving the car here.
“What are you looking at? Get out.”
Mo Ziyang, about to show himself in front of everyone, dropped his usual playful smile and put on a calm, serious face as he spoke to Lin Muxi.
“Huh? You’re just going to leave the car here? And pull me out in front of all these people? Don’t you care about your image? I do!”
Seeing Mo Ziyang about to open the door, Lin Muxi quickly shook her head. Even if people couldn’t tell she was a guy… wait, she was a girl now…
What should she do? Getting out here with so many people watching, wasn’t that just asking for trouble?
“Can’t we go somewhere else?”
Clearly shy and not good with big crowds, Lin Muxi hesitated a lot. Seeing this, Mo Ziyang had to use his ultimate move — ‘Open the door for me.’
“Get out now, open the door, don’t forget you’re my little maid today.”
“???”
With no room to argue, she had to give in to Mo Ziyang’s serious look. The words on her lips were swallowed back, and she gave him a helpless, unhappy look instead.
Looking through the glass at the crowd that was already packed around the car, Lin Muxi nervously swallowed and forced down her fear, then shakily opened the car door.
Though she’d heard from classmates that Mo Ziyang was very different when he wasn’t around her, she never imagined the difference would be so huge…
In less than a second, he changed from a guy who constantly teased her into a handsome prince.
Watching Lin Muxi obediently get out of the car, Mo Ziyang’s lips curled into a small smile…
And Lin Muxi still wanted to fight him? Today, he was definitely going to make Lin Muxi pay for laughing at him.
‘Why are there so many people?! Damn!’
Feeling nervous, Lin Muxi got out of the car, kept her head down, and nervously covered the side of her face with one small hand.
Under the gaze of so many people and cameras, she took small steps and hurried to the other side of the sports car to open the door for her young master.
But her attempts to hide her face only made the crowd more excited.
A sports car, and out comes a maid with cat ears. Who could the rich young master sitting inside be?
Since Lin Muxi kept covering her face, people only wanted to get a better look and take more pictures of her.
As everyone waited, Lin Muxi slowly opened the car door, revealing a young man inside wearing a black suit. He got out and suddenly pulled the little cat-eared maid into his arms, waving and greeting the watching crowd.
“Hello everyone, I’m one of the sponsors and special guests for this comic convention. I hope you all have a great time.”
With Mo Ziyang’s confident smile and handsome look, plus the shy little cat-eared maid held in his arms, the crowd quickly burst into screams of excitement right after he finished speaking.
Such an eye-catching pair naturally attracted many fans who took photos or came forward to ask for selfies.
But Lin Muxi, held in Mo Ziyang’s arms, had no thought of photos. Her mind was blank, and she stayed frozen in his embrace.
“Selfies? Sorry, she’s a bit shy.”
Mo Ziyang smiled apologetically at those wanting photos, then lovingly looked at Lin Muxi and gently stroked her little head.
This loving scene made many photographers feel shy and blush.
A cute cat-eared maid, a handsome young master, and a special guest. This couple was a dream to many fans.
Finally, with Mo Ziyang’s help, Lin Muxi was led out of the crowd, following him, unsure of what to do.
Mo Ziyang then handed her his phone. On the social media app’s headline, a post appeared: ‘Rich young master and his cat-eared little maid spotted at the convention center.’
“Lin Muxi, you’re becoming famous.”
Seeing her own photos hiding in Mo Ziyang’s arms, Lin Muxi was shocked. She never expected that in just a few minutes, someone had already written an article and it was trending. The comment section was full of people asking for a clear photo of her face.
“I really don’t get it. What did I do to you today?”
Though she scolded Mo Ziyang for this shameless revenge, she had to admit it was kind of fun watching the drama unfold.
So, Lin Muxi started scrolling through the comments on Mo Ziyang’s phone, enjoying the situation without noticing a few male photographers sneaking closer with their cameras.
But Mo Ziyang, standing nearby, had already noticed the suspicious behavior of these men.
“Hey, what are you guys sneaking around for, following us like that?”
He turned and grabbed one of the photographers who was nearly pressing the camera against Lin Muxi while she was looking at the phone, and asked coldly.
“We just wanted a photo with the maid, that’s all.”
Realizing he was caught after following them, the photographer quickly tried to explain, clearly not someone who could handle this rich young master.
“A photo with me?”
Hearing this, Lin Muxi turned and looked at the photographer and her good brother, only to be surprised that the man next to Mo Ziyang was a greasy-looking middle-aged man with a creepy smile, holding a camera while staring at her.