Chapter 118: Jiang Lei Wants to Look at Property, Qi Lin Picks Up Ten Million from the Corner - The Rich Second-Generation Villain With No Morals

"Yes, yes, you are my girlfriend, but wouldn't you like to dress up a bit, buy some beautiful clothes, fight off other girls, and take care of your skin?" "Women's beauty invariably fades over time. If you take care of it now, you can still look as beautiful as a young woman into your forties and fifties." Qi Lin's voice was earnest and seductive. He wanted Lan Yu Xi to get used to this luxurious lifestyle. He wanted her to not only be an irresistibly charming little enchantress but also one whom no man could defy or bewitch. "Exactly, now that I'm your girlfriend, using my boyfriend's money is perfectly legitimate," Lan Yu Xi giggled. "In the future, you will be responsible for earning money and supporting the family, while I take care of looking pretty outside and making you proud." Lan Yu Xi had fully embraced this dark transformation, her thoughts shifting rapidly. Yes, as Qi Lin had said, this scoundrel was indeed a charming rogue, with the kind of looks that captivated countless girls; his appearance was in no way inferior to her own. If she didn’t dress up nicely and wear beautiful dresses to keep his heart, what if he grew tired of her? "Since you're my girlfriend now, should we change your name?" Qi Lin lightly pinched Lan Yu Xi's face, grinning. "What do you want me to call you? Ah Lin, or Little Lin?" Lan Yu Xi smiled. "Call me husband, whether big or little," Qi Lin demanded with mock seriousness. Lan Yu Xi blushed slightly with a hint of shyness. Although she looked much more lively now, she was still quite innocent inside, and Qi Lin was her first boyfriend. How could she get used to this so quickly? "No, that's too forward," Lan Yu Xi said shyly, turning her head away. "Didn't say it?" "Let's see if I tickle you," Qi Lin chuckled and grabbed Lan Yu Xi's delicate foot, tickling her sole. "Ah~" Lan Yu Xi, who was particularly ticklish, laughed so hard that the branches seemed to shake with her. "Husband~ I was wrong, I shouldn't have been reluctant, please forgive me." What a sweet voice this girl had, yet Qi Lin was still unsatisfied. "Call me daddy." He continued to tickle her foot, laughing. "Daddy~" Water mist appeared in Lan Yu Xi's beautiful eyes, and she bit her lip, gazing at Qi Lin with an awe-struck look only a maiden could muster. Emotions stirred within Qi Lin; he scooped Lan Yu Xi into his arms and kissed her again. When Yan Yan returned to the company by car, she received a call from Li Zhou. His message was that Li Jia Ming had come back. That boy had gone away for half a year and finally returned, planning to host a welcome banquet, asking Yan Yan to see clients first, then come back for dinner. At Li Jia Ming's villa—calling it a villa was an understatement, as it resembled more a small house with its own garden—much grander compared to Qi Lin's villa. The Putian Hospital held no shortage of wealth. After getting home, Yan Yan sat at the luxury redwood table, dining with a slight guilt reflecting in her beautiful eyes. After all, being out with a man for the first time left her a bit at odds. Perhaps if Qi Lin abducted her a few more times, she wouldn't be so flustered. "Yan'er, did your client not speak up again?" Li Zhou inquired, thinking Yan Yan might be silent because she worried he'd blame her. Hearing this, Yan Yan finally relaxed. As long as Li Zhou didn’t suspect she was seeing another man... "Hmm, the client’s price was too high, I couldn't propose it, although the quality of the beauty devices was indeed excellent." Her cheeks turned slightly red as she told her first fib to Li Zhou. "Alright, no need to talk business; we're celebrating Jia Ming's return. The atmosphere must be cheerful," Li Zhou said, raising his glass with a smile. Li Jia Ming echoed, "Yes, Mom, no matter how much we struggle financially, family is what truly matters. Here's to wishing you both harmony and longevity together." If Qi Lin were here, he might burst out laughing at that simpleton Li Jia Ming. Your hair is already white, and Yan Yan is still in her prime; how could you expect to grow old together? In a few days, you might have to tie your hair into a braid yourself. After the three clinked glasses, Li Jia Ming noticed something strange. "Mom, why does it seem like your complexion wasn’t as pale in recent days? And your lips are a bit swollen? Are you sick or feeling unwell in any way?" Upon hearing this, Yan Yan's neck flushed slightly. Qi Lin had kissed her for a solid ten minutes before letting go. How could her lips not be swollen? As for her complexion not being as pale as a few days ago, that’s because she spent a morning in the sun at the water park. How could Yan Yan dare tell Li Jia Ming and Li Zhou about any of this? "I had some spicy hotpot with a client earlier...it must be that," Yan Yan made excuses, maintaining a composed expression despite feeling guilty inside. Thankfully, Li Jia Ming didn’t ponder further, merely expressing concern, "Mom, don’t overwork yourself. You need to rest well." Bearing Qi Lin's mischief, Yan Yan's moistened lips shone, and her brow beamed with a gentle luster, unmatched, making Li Zhou take a sip of water unthinkingly. As a wife of exquisite beauty, who would resist savoring such allure? The issue, however, was his promise to Yan Yan that once he regained his vigor, he would give her a perfect wedding night. Yet, as years drifted by and his youthful indulgences took their toll, his health worsened, and he was now near the point of needing assistance just to walk. "Yan'er, yesterday you mentioned a young man risked his life to save you. Such a favor is too great. If we don’t invite him for a meal, it’d seem ungrateful. Call him tonight; we’ll host him as a show of our gratitude," Li Zhou suggested with a slow, deliberate smile. Hearing his words, a faint smile appeared in Yan Yan’s captivating eyes, "I thought about doing that, too, but was worried you'd disapprove of me bringing strangers home. I’ll call him right now." As Yan Yan exited to make the call, Li Jia Ming's face finally betrayed his frustration. "Dad, why invite Qi Lin? That scoundrel is my rival, my romantic nemesis!" Li Zhou, face pale, looked at him, "Did you forget your father’s teachings? A man should keep his emotions in check. Display personal likes and dislikes openly, and how can you expect to tackle significant matters in the future?" "I’m inviting Qi Lin to observe his weaknesses and test his strength on your behalf. Qi Lin serves as a test for you. Overcome him, and I will confidently leave the company's future in your hands," Li Zhou lectured. "Despite your mother being a wonderful woman, she remains an outsider. One day, this company will belong to you, my only son," Li Zhou affirmed. Understanding dawned on Li Jia Ming, and he complimented, "Dad, you truly are wise, and now I know what to do." "You mentioned liking that girl, Chen Shu Yi, from the company? She promised to be your girlfriend if you could buy a house in Jianghan City with your own efforts?" Li Zhou inquired. "Yes, that's what she said," Li Jia Ming rubbed his head with embarrassment. "You are my son, yet you can't even think for yourself. Why not use family wealth or influence? Two new hospital branches are opening soon. Take charge of their renovation projects and win over this girlfriend," Li Zhou chided. "She seems traditional; once you have her, she’ll follow you wholeheartedly. Step up, you fool," Li Zhou advised. Elated by his father's guidance, Li Jia Ming thanked him eagerly, "Thanks, Dad. I’ll marry her soon enough, ensuring you see grandson quickly." Upon receiving Yan Yan's invitation for dinner at her home, Qi Lin’s first thought was about teasing this beautiful young woman again. Still, he wasn’t one to be blinded by beauty. "Was it you or your family who invited me over, Sister Yan Yan?" Qi Lin asked with amusement in his voice. Yan Yan laughed lightly, "My husband wanted to express gratitude for saving me." She hesitated, "Qi Lin, let's forget what happened. Don’t mention the CPR when you come over. My husband is very traditional; he'd not only trouble me but you as well." "Sister Yan Yan, what are you talking about? I would never cause trouble. Don’t worry; I'll behave properly," Qi Lin assured, yet his dark eyes gleamed. "A billionaire isn’t as innocent as he seems. This must be no ordinary event—likely a snare," he mused. But as a great villain, Qi Lin wasn’t easily daunted by minor challenges. "A Hongmen Banquet? We'll see whether your tricks outmatch the prowess of my qilin abilities. Don't think that without strategies, I've lost everything, including your mother's affection and your wife," Qi Lin mused with a sly smile. "Xueyao, staying home all the time isn't ideal. Sooner or later, you'll find it boring. I've got good news—I've checked my parents' retirement funds, and it's enough for us to buy a second-hand house in Jianghan City. We can move in together, so you won't have to worry about costs or Qi Lin bothering you," Jiang Lei told Qi Xueyao over the phone that afternoon. "Jiang Lei, we're not even a couple. How would living together be appropriate?" Qi Xueyao replied helplessly. Now that her purity had been taken by Qi Lin and her relationship with him grew increasingly complicated, she wanted to maintain some clarity in her life. If she started living with Jiang Lei, she’d be no different from the careless girl she used to be. Girls ensnared by Qi Lin's wiles often faced a common dilemma later—they originally had promises to the male protagonist, but Qi Lin stole their first kiss or even their innocence. Because of this mental hurdle, they avoided the protagonist to not feel like they were doing something wrong. Ironically, this ended up serving as a sort of protection for Qi Lin. Jiang Lei felt a bit awkward after Qi Xueyao’s refusal, thinking his hopes had been dashed. "Xueyao, I misspoke earlier. After I buy this house, I'll give you a place to yourself, rent-free. I’ll stay in my rented apartment so you won't have to worry about Qi Lin bothering you," he reassured her. Hearing this, Qi Xueyao felt some relief. With Qi Lin's mother treating her so kindly and her body already given to Qi Lin, she found it hard to resist. She feared that one day, she might soften and truly agree to become Qi Lin’s woman. But she didn't want that; she had promises about her future elsewhere, and Qi Lin had attracted many girls she wasn’t keen on sharing a boyfriend with. "Alright," Qi Xueyao sighed. If moving out might solve her current predicament, so be it. Hearing her agreement, Jiang Lei rejoiced internally. "Great, Xueyao, I’ll be waiting for you at Building C in Qingfeng Community," he said. Qi Lin had lunch with Lan Yu Xi and then dropped her back home. She playfully tugged at his sleeve, "Husband, won’t you play with me this afternoon?" Their relationship had heated up, and Lan Yu Xi craved his constant presence. "I have other matters this afternoon. You didn’t do your homework over the weekend, so head home and finish it," Qi Lin teased. "Are you up to something bad again?" Lan Yu Xi pouted. "I don’t want to do homework. I want to be with you." She was utterly taken by Qi Lin, no longer caring about her studies, only wanting to embark on grand ventures with him. However, Qi Xueyao had already been swept away by Qi Lin at her most vulnerable period. And now that he had a grip on her, he didn’t need any special methods to deal with her. "You're talking nonsense. I adore you not because you’re the school beauty, the toughest, or the dream girl of countless guys in school. If you turn into a scoundrel, be careful—I might just abandon you. Believe it?" Qi Lin laughed, ruffling Lan Yu Xi's hair affectionately. "You'll remain the proud school beauty adored by many, and yet, in private, my little mischievous plaything I’ll spoil forever." "I hate you for saying things like that," Lan Yu Xi retorted with an exaggerated pout, feigning anger but obediently staying home. Parting from Lan Yu Xi, Qi Lin drove straight to Qingfeng Community. It was among the first communities developed by private enterprises in Jianghan City. Despite its years, it offered a pleasant environment, lush with greenery and tranquility. Not that Qi Lin was there for the surroundings; his destination was Apartment 301 of Building C. Taking the keys provided by his system, he unlocked the door. A musty, moldy odor met him as he entered—a sure sign no one had lived here for some time. The furniture showed signs of neglect, faintly blackened. Uninterested, Qi Lin surveyed the flat, targeting the TV backdrop wall. He tapped the paneling gently. Non-load bearing walls like TV backdrops were often added later. Here too, it symbolized potential hidden contents. "Thud, thud~" The knock produced a hollow sound, indicating something stored within. "Looks like the system was right. The million in cash is probably hidden here," Qi Lin chuckled, poised to punch through the wall to uncover it. "Hey, why won't you let me in? We agreed two days ago," argued a voice outside, interrupting his impending demolition. "I know we had an agreement, but the property was bought by another customer yesterday. It’s theirs now—and private property. You have no right to enter," a second voice stated firmly. "But I don't care! This was my first choice, and I've waited long enough. Are you really asking me to start looking for another place?" "Is he finally bringing Qi Xueyao for a house viewing?" Qi Lin mused. Stifling a laugh, instead of smashing the hidden space, Qi Lin approached the door to listen more closely. "Look, sorry but this is business. Whoever pays first gets the property. You neither paid a deposit nor signed a contract, so there's no obligation between us, capiche?" the real estate agent explained. Qi Lin recognized the voice—it was one of the male leads, Jiang Lei. "Too bad you were late. The house is mine now, and that million hidden in the walls is none of your concern."