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Qiming Orphanage.

By the flowerbeds in the front courtyard.

Old Wang, the suit-clad man who had been played half to death by the little girl, lay on the grass, while the office lady sat on the left side of the swing, swaying cautiously and chatting with Yanyan beside her.

She chatted with her heart pounding and palms sweaty from nervousness, yet she had to force a smile and continue to placate her companion.

Because the good news was that Old Wang had been successfully rescued, at least he wasn't dead.

But the bad news was that she had taken a seat on the swing.

However, there was more good news: she had successfully fooled the little girl!

Because the rule only stated the need to satisfy Yanyan's ideas, in other words, to please the little girl, so all she had to do was to figure out a way to make her happy!

Being happy didn't necessarily mean she had to play on the swing, right?

The office lady directly used her ability to fabricate stories and told Yanyan a thousand and one happy little tales until she was hoarse and her brain was filled with nothing but Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves, yet the completion of the task was still nowhere in sight!

Damn, was she supposed to stay here forever?

Impossible!

There had to be a way to complete the task!

They had already completed Secondary Task Three just a moment ago!

They had already been delaying for a long time in this place; they couldn't go on like this and had to find a breakthrough method as soon as possible.

With that thought, the office lady's subtle gaze shifted back to the pink leather shoes on Yanyan's feet.

She knew her behavior was peculiar — after all, she wasn't a foot fetishist; why did she keep looking at a little girl's shoes, intentionally or otherwise?

It might not have felt strange at first, but after a while, the office lady quickly noticed something odd.

If it wasn't her own reason, then it had to be because of Yanyan herself.

Could it be... that she had to steal her shoes?

After this thought crossed her mind, the office lady inexplicably shivered, a chilling sense of crisis washing over her, and she immediately dismissed that option!

—Steal her shoes!

Actually, this thought had crossed her mind more than once.

But the office lady trusted her instincts.

Given her cautious nature, she would never act impulsively on a rule she didn't understand, so it must be the abnormality influencing her judgment!

But there was definitely something wrong with the shoes!

The office lady pondered deeply.

She had earlier used a pink doll as a conversation starter and learned that the little girl, Yanyan, had an intensely competitive spirit.

Because Emily had a beautiful doll as a companion, Yanyan wanted one as well.

And even before becoming an orphan, she wanted anything other kids had, but as Yan'er was from a single-parent family her mother couldn't afford so many toys.

Most of the time during their chat, Yanyan complained about her useless mother.

Such twisted jealousy didn't seem fitting for a six-year-old child, and according to her, it was only through her own efforts that she had acquired these beautiful pink leather shoes.

As the office lady listened silently, she felt a chill run down her spine.

"Um..."

After some thought, the office lady decided to take a risk.

She carefully asked, "Yan'er, your shoes are so pretty, could I... could I touch them?"

No sooner had she spoken, than Yanyan, who had been all smiles, abruptly turned her head, her dark eyes fixing on her with an intensity that turned the suppressed curve of her smile cold and sinister.

Sweat slid down the office lady's back as she forced a smile, "If you don't want to, it's okay, really. I'm just so envious of you, Yan'er, having such pretty shoes, I just wanted to touch them… to admire them…"

People who were highly competitive usually liked to be flattered.

Upon hearing her words, Yanyan's face broke into a happy smile again.

She sat on the swing, lifted her legs, tilted her head and said, "Okay, you can touch them, for you, sister."

Suddenly, the office lady felt somewhat uncomfortable.

After Yanyan had spoken, she felt like a pervert who wanted to touch a little girl's feet.

Yet the office lady still leaned in from the heart, her peripheral vision monitoring Yanyan's facial reactions, while her other hand cautiously reached out for the pink leather shoe.

Then, she lightly touched it with her fingertip.

Yanyan didn't react.

So she boldly stroked it!

The texture of the small leather shoe was excellent, very smooth to touch, as if touching a piece of top-quality silk fabric.

The office lady couldn't resist holding the entire shoe, and as her fingers touched the back of the heel, she suddenly felt an urge to take the shoe off and steal it!

It shouldn't be too difficult.

The child's feet were extraordinarily soft, and slipping off her shoes was a breeze. Then she turned and ran, the other's short legs unable to keep up.

The female office worker was momentarily in a daze.

Just then, a questioning voice came from behind her, "What are you doing?"

...

Old Wang groggily woke up, first slowing sorting out his muddled brain, then in a hazy recollection he realized he was in a script, and he had nearly been toyed to death by a monster.

So Old Wang jolted into complete awareness!

However, as he suspiciously surveyed his surroundings, he suddenly discovered his companion, caressing a little girl's foot with a perverse and utterly obsessed look!

Old Wang: "????"

We've been partners for so long, and I had no idea you were actually a foot fetishist!

"Hey, what are you doing?" Old Wang asked, puzzled, "Why the hell are you licking that little girl's foot, you could be sentenced to fifty years or even banished to the borderlands, I'm telling you!"

"..."

As his words fell, the female office worker's body suddenly stiffened!

After a long pause, she turned pale and looked up at Yan'er in front of her, whose pitch-black pupils were fixated on her, as terrifying as a wild beast eyeing its prey.

And the little girl's smile was indeed one of happiness, even as exuberant as seeing a delectable feast!

The female office worker shakily let go of the little leather shoe.

Yan'er tilted her head, seemingly puzzled as she looked at her.

That pouting expression was as if the delicious food that was about to be enjoyed had suddenly been lost, full of regret and grievance.

"Sister, don't you want my shoes?"

"I do..."

The female office worker unconsciously opened her mouth to respond, but as the words reached her lips, she immediately became alert and deflected, "I was wondering where you bought your shoes? I can just buy a pair for myself."

Having spoken, the female office worker was already covered in cold sweat, her heart pounding wildly, and her fingers trembling slightly with nervousness.

Her thoughts had been completely out of control just now.

If it hadn't been for Old Wang's soul-stirring question, she might have already snatched the shoes away.

This clearly was not a normal space. Why did she just now feel that she could easily escape the little girl's pursuit? Find adventures at My Virtual Library Empire

It was utterly thoughtless behavior.

But fortunately, Yan'er seemed completely unaffected by Old Wang's reminder, not realizing that he had actually spoiled her fun just moments before.

Yan'er said with a smile, "Actually, if sister wants them, I can give you these shoes."

The female office worker immediately refused, "No! I don't want your shoes!"

Yan'er continued, "As long as sister gives me your most precious thing in exchange, sister, do you want to?"

Upon hearing this, the female office worker paused.

Because these two sentences from the other party sounded like some sort of formulaic dialogue had been recited, as if she had finally touched upon a plot point.

With this thought, she turned her head and looked toward Old Wang as if seeking confirmation.

Old Wang naturally shook his head vigorously in denial.

So, the female office worker took off the diamond ring from her ring finger and tentatively said, "This is my wedding ring, worth a million in the market, but it also represents the sincere love between me and my husband, which is priceless. So it is the most precious thing on my body, what do you think?"

Old Wang rolled his eyes from a distance, looking at her with an expression of heartfelt pain, but he did not rashly disturb them.

Yan'er glanced at it, then was attracted by the glittering diamond.

She smiled and said, "Okay! Sure!"

After that, Yan'er lifted her feet towards her, looking at her with an innocent face, "I've agreed to exchange with you, sister, so please take off the shoes."

Looking at those pretty pink leather shoes, the female office worker felt another urge!

Damn it! Why did she want them so much?

She couldn't even fit into those damned shoes!

The female office worker swallowed saliva, clenched her teeth, and said, "No! Yan'er, this ring is for you, I agree to the exchange, but I don't intend to take off your shoes because I think they look best on your feet!"

Hearing this, Yan'er's expression froze, staring blankly at her.

"Even if we exchange, you're not taking my things?"

"It's yours! I'm not taking it!"

The female office worker pulled Yan'er's hand over with a look of sorrow, stuffed the diamond ring into her palm, then turned her head away fiercely, refusing to look at her!

Not at her shoes.

[Congratulations on completing side quest two: The Swing in the Yard.]

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