Chapter 103 - 92: A Beautiful Rich Girl, A Channel to Buy Guns?

"My family was pretty strict with me when I was in school. After graduating from college, I went straight into investment banking, so I never had time to have fun—I was just making money. I feel like I never really got to enjoy myself, so I decided to take a year off to relax and then figure out what to do next."

"I always thought people who rode off-road motorcycles were really cool, so I bought one and joined the Xiahai ’Mud-lovers’ circle. That’s when I met you, when I was getting my bike tuned."

Xia Siwei seemed to be an extrovert who liked to talk, and she looked quite pleased with herself after saying all that in one breath.

"A gap year, huh?" Fang Zhen asked.

"Something like that."

Fang Zhen nodded, not questioning it.

He had just asked a girl out for a massage and a chat to unwind and relax his nerves. It didn’t matter to Fang Zhen whether Xia Siwei was telling the truth or not.

Besides, her story was pretty detailed; it didn’t sound fake.

"Ooh~"

The masseuse had Xia Siwei change positions and pressed a little harder, making the young woman cry out again.

"Am I pressing too hard?" the masseuse asked.

"No, no, it’s fine! I actually like it. It’s really stress-relieving and feels great. I feel like I’m really getting into it," Xia Siwei said.

Fang Zhen chuckled when he heard that.

"Looks like you really enjoy massages," he said.

"Yeah, it’s a new experience," Xia Siwei said while enjoying her massage. "Someone told me that some SPAs in this country can be pretty... pretty sensual, so I’ve always been skeptical. And when I look on group-buying apps, the names of the services all sound so suggestive. I’ve never dared to try one."

"It looks like my friend was giving me false intel."

"That’s not exactly false intel. The sensual ones definitely exist," Fang Zhen said. "But usually, only real pervs can find those places. For regular SPAs, the service names are indeed a bit suggestive. Things like ’Riddle Among the Flowers,’ ’Gentle Butterfly Dance,’ or ’Drunken Beauty’s Tenderness.’ They use these poetic names to create a very suggestive atmosphere, making you wonder if it’s some kind of sensual service. They do that on purpose. A service costs five or six hundred, and it’s all to trick some clueless pervs. It’s a total ’idiot tax’—charging a premium price for a basic service, all to trick you into adding credit to your account."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xia Siwei nodded repeatedly. "I’ve always wanted to get a massage and a spa treatment, but I’d see names like ’Intoxicating Ecstasy,’ ’Moonlight Embrace,’ or ’Sweet Moments’ and not dare to go, afraid I’d accidentally break some unwritten rule."

"So that’s how it is."

"Yeah. For a normal massage or spa treatment like this, it’s only a hundred or two hundred. If you extend the time, it’s just over three hundred, and you can get a really good massage," Fang Zhen said.

"Oh, I see."

Some men get very stiff and reserved around women, especially a great beauty like Xia Siwei. They’re afraid to speak, worried about making a bad impression.

But Fang Zhen felt no pressure at all.

Perhaps it was because he’d been tempered by the ’Instance-based Life Game.’ He had been through hell and high water, faced life-and-death moments—why would he be afraid of a little scene like this?

He was just here to relax, so he said whatever was on his mind, not caring in the slightest.

On the contrary, this attitude of his seemed to be infectious, allowing the girl to relax as well.

As the two of them chatted idly, the feeling of intimacy between them grew rapidly.

Soon, it was time for Fang Zhen’s ’B-side.’ He lay on the massage bed, the back of his clothes untied, and the massage on his back began.

Logically, Xia Siwei should have also untied her massage gown to expose her back, but he didn’t know if the girl would be open enough for that.

Fang Zhen couldn’t be bothered to think about it.

He relaxed first. The massage felt wonderful, and his nerves gradually unwound.

When a person’s Spirit relaxes, they tend to get sleepy.

And so, as Fang Zhen continued to relax, a wave of drowsiness gradually washed over him.

Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep right there on the massage bed.

...In a daze, Fang Zhen opened his eyes.

’Where am I?’

’Oh, right. I came here for a massage with Xia Siwei. I got too relaxed and fell asleep.’

His consciousness returned a little. As he looked around more carefully, he was suddenly startled!

’Something’s wrong!’

’Where did the masseuse go?’

’And Xia Siwei is gone too?’

Fang Zhen was suddenly shocked!