139: A photo sent by Chen Shuyi to Li Jiaming, anti-digging Chen Jiawei - The Rich Second-Generation Villain With No Morals

"Has Ms. Man left?" Hearing Qi Lin’s question, Chen Shuyi’s expression shifted, but she quickly regained her composure. Her face flushed as she looked at Qi Lin, who had changed into a robe, and she turned to run, but Qi Lin caught her by the wrist, pulling her into his arms with a mischievous grin. "Where are you off to, little secretary?" “The boss’s little secretary is always serving fruit platters, pouring drinks, attending to clothes, all so diligently—where do you think you're going now?” Realizing there was no chance of escape, Chen Shuyi’s face turned slightly pale. “I-I can serve fruit platters, pour drinks, but you can’t misbehave—not at the cost of my dignity—or else, we’ll both be in trouble!” Ten minutes later. Chen Shuyi’s suit, skirt, and black thin socks were neatly placed on the little wooden table. Now, she was sitting on a pebble, donned in a women’s bathrobe, her cheeks flushed, massaging Qi Lin’s shoulders. “Don’t say I’m exploiting you—give me a shoulder rub, and I’ll wash your feet, that's what friends are for.” Qi Lin chuckled, as he washed Chen Shuyi's delicate feet soaking in the hot spring. Listening to Qi Lin’s shameless words, Chen Shuyi really wanted to hit this scoundrel. Is this what you call fair exchange? Did he really think she wouldn’t notice? This scoundrel was clearly a foot fetishist. This was just another way to take advantage of her. Yet, it relieved Chen Shuyi that Qi Lin at least kept his promise and didn't compromise her dignity. “Wasn’t Li Jiaming supposed to have you send some scenic photos when you got here?” “Isn’t this dark, starry night, with all its exotic rare flora, the perfect spot for photos?” Scenic photos? Qi Lin squinted slightly, enjoying Chen Shuyi’s massage. “No! I don’t want to send them!” Upon hearing Qi Lin’s words, Chen Shuyi immediately refused. She had no idea what Qi Lin was up to. It was a blatant scheme to trap Li Jiaming. But some matters were beyond her control. “You haven’t sent them? Shall I send them myself? I have Li Jiaming’s phone number, anyway.” Qi Lin picked up the phone resting on the small table, intending to snap a photo of Chen Shuyi massaging his shoulders. Seeing this, Chen Shuyi’s expression shifted dramatically. “You little rascal, this must be for the head office! I’ll take it myself.” She snatched Qi Lin’s phone, placed it back on the table, and picked up her own phone. She was determined not to capture a photo of the two of them soaking in the hot spring together. Photos of Chen Shuyi snoozing in a bathrobe in a hot spring weren’t meant to be sent. Such were a woman’s peculiar thoughts. It was clear to her that Li Jiaming was her contractual partner. But as she grew accustomed to Qi Lin, she felt a bit shy. However, when it came to sending photos to Li Jiaming, she was particularly reluctant. In the end, Chen Shuyi snapped a photo of the dark night sky, with the crescent moon hanging high, for Li Jiaming. She also appended a note below the photo. “I’m with Ms. Fang in the hot spring, here’s the view from the yard. I'm afraid Ms. Fang might discover this was taken secretly.” At this moment. After a long, exhausting day at the office, Li Jiaming had just returned home. Before he could even sit down to rest, he received Chen Shuyi’s photo. Upon seeing it and reading the attached text, Li Jiaming’s hands trembled slightly; he couldn’t help but feel overjoyed. “Oh my, Shuyi even sent me a hot spring picture! Does this mean she’s fallen for me, ready to be my girlfriend?” “Otherwise, why send such a picture?” Poor Li Jiaming could never have guessed. At this moment, Chen Shuyi, who sent the photo, was washing Qi Lin’s feet beside him. Just a single photo was enough to elate him so much, truly the bravest among devoted admirers. “I better call Shuyi now and ask what she’s up to.” Li Jiaming, containing his inner excitement, called Chen Shuyi. At this moment. Chen Shuyi had her face submerged in the hot spring, blushing deeply. Of course, she knew Qi Lin was watching her. She didn’t want to say anything; her beautiful eyes showing a hint of helplessness. Just look, it’s fine, after all, she was in a robe and swimwear, as if she were at the beach. Sure, it is pleasing to the eyes, but it’s not much of a loss. However, Chen Shuyi didn’t realize that her current appearance was precisely what Li Jiaming dreamed of. “Jingle bells~” Right then, Chen Shuyi’s phone rang. Her pretty face changed slightly, guessing that Li Jiaming must be calling. She glanced at Qi Lin and found him looking at her with a cheerful smile. Chen Shuyi shot him a furious look, knowing if she didn’t answer, Qi Lin would. “I told you already, I'm with Ms. Fang, it’s not a good time to talk.” At this point, Chen Shuyi harbored a slight resentment towards Li Jiaming for calling. “Mm~” Suddenly, a startled shout escaped Chen Shuyi’s lips, her face turning a deep red. Because, Qi Lin had embraced her from behind. “Shuyi, what happened?” Li Jiaming asked in surprise. “Nothing, just saw um…” Chen Shuyi glared at Qi Lin, a murderous impulse rising within her. Luckily, Qi Lin merely held her, resting his chin on her shoulder, eavesdropping on her conversation with Li Jiaming. “Shuyi, why do I hear someone breathing next to you?” Li Jiaming inquired in surprise again. “Li Jiaming, who told you to call Chen Shuyi during work hours? I’ll dock your pay, believe it or not?” Qi Lin imitated Fang Ting’s voice. “Oh, it’s Ms. Fang.” Li Jiaming smiled sheepishly. “Mm~” At this point, Chen Shuyi couldn’t even speak because Qi Lin had kissed her. After several seconds, Chen Shuyi’s beautiful eyes were tear-filled, almost crying from being bullied. “Shuyi, what happened to you? Why aren’t you speaking?” “To punish Shuyi, I stuffed her mouth with an apple.” Qi Lin chuckled, mimicking Fang Ting’s voice. “Hehe, Ms. Fang, sorry for bothering you and Shuyi at the hot spring. I’ll hang up now.” With a third party around, it was indeed inconvenient to chat, so Li Jiaming chuckled bitterly and ended the call. “You little scoundrel, what do you think you're doing? Do you really want to push me to my limit?” At this moment, Chen Shuyi was in tears, the earlier guilt almost breaking her inside. Qi Lin wiped her tears with a smile: “Don’t be scared. Don’t be scared. Li Jiaming isn’t your boyfriend, I am. You even gave me your first kiss, and now you’re my personal secretary. You remain pure, you’re my innocent Shuyi.” “Our childhood was spent well together. You used to call me Lin-ge, didn’t you?” Do you remember? Once more, Qi Lin began to instill his thoughts into Chen Shuyi. Back then, Chen’s mother came to work as a housekeeper in Qi Lin’s home. Chen Shuyi didn’t know at the time that she would spend most of her life here. Qi Lin shared his toys and food with her. These days, they often shouted to call sister Shuyi and brother Lin from time to time. Recalling those beautiful childhood memories, Chen Shuyi’s lovely eyes became somewhat dazed. Yes, she wasn’t Li Jiaming’s girlfriend; why should she feel guilty? She only gave Qi Lin a peek and shared a hot spring with him, being the clean girl he liked. But the question was, what's next? Will she stay with Qi Lin her entire life, being bullied by him? Yes, Qi Lin’s so-called “brainwashing” was exactly like this. Soaking in a hot spring for too long isn’t good—it can cause dizziness. After an hour, both of them dressed and exited the hot spring villa. Returning to the hotel, they found Zhang Man in her nightgown, sitting on the suite sofa, swirling a wine glass, listening to music. Seeing this, Qi Lin’s face turned pale, while Chen Shuyi wore a hint of grievance. If Zhang Man hadn’t secretly left, she wouldn’t have had to endure so much. There’s no denying Zhang Man’s cunning nature—she always used other women as shields to protect herself. “Jingle bells~” Just as Chen Shuyi was about to speak, Zhang Man’s phone rang. After a brief conversation, she ended the call. “Mr. Qi, the event organizers called; the tender meeting is about to begin. We should head over.” Zhang Man said with a faint smile. “You wait in the car for me.” Qi Lin instructed Chen Shuyi. “Oh~” Chen Shuyi obediently nodded, then turned to leave the room. “What are you up to, you rascal?” Zhang Man felt uneasy, trying to flee. However, she was quickly lifted and placed over Qi Lin’s shoulder. “Smack!” “Didn’t you say you love me, but when the boss was in the hot spring, where did you go?” “And when I was in danger, did you run away first?” “Smack!” “Is there something I’m mistaken about?” Zhang Man bit her lip, wishing to stab this scoundrel, Qi Lin, to death. Despite being a cunning woman with an IQ of 158, she couldn’t muster any resistance against Qi Lin’s tactics. “Boss, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have run. I should have stayed to keep you company in the hot spring. Can you forgive me?” A wise person acts according to circumstances, and without any power, arguing with Qi Lin was asking for trouble. “Hmph!” Qi Lin knew well it wasn’t easy for this little enchantress to submit once, so he let her go. Then, sitting on the sofa, Qi Lin instructed Zhang Man: “Change your outfit, and let’s go.” Zhang Man froze, and the next moment, her cheeks blushed. “Fine, fine, being caught twice around him isn’t worth fighting over.” When Qi Lin and Zhang Man emerged once again, Zhang Man had changed into a wine-red dress. The slit wasn’t too high, just above her calves, paired with strappy high-heeled sandals on her pale, smooth feet. Nails like delicate jade, painted in vibrant red polish. Standing at 1.75 meters, Zhang Man’s model height combined with this fiery evening gown showcased the allure of this little enchantress in all its glory. When the trio arrived at the venue by car, they immediately encountered a familiar face upon getting out. Right beside Qi Lin’s car, Yu Jin and her mysterious fiancé, Chen Jiawei, emerged from their own vehicle. "What a coincidence, Sister Yu Jin, meeting you again," Qi Lin said with a smile, stepping forward and grasping Yu Jin’s small hand with one hand. Seeing Qi Lin here, Yu Jin's expression froze instantly. Her face turned pale upon feeling Qi Lin's hand around hers, and a flicker of disdain flashed in her eyes. She shook off Qi Lin’s hand, turning her gaze to Chen Jiawei. The two had just gotten engaged, part of a familial marriage arrangement. Although Chen Jiawei was dashing and talented—the type of man she liked—they hadn’t even held hands. Now, with Qi Lin casually grasping her hand, she worried that Chen Jiawei might hold a grudge or doubt her intentions. "Jin’er, aren’t you going to introduce your friend to me?" Chen Jiawei looked at Qi Lin holding Yu Jin’s hand, a glimmer of coldness appearing in his eyes. But outwardly, he maintained an elegant and amiable smile, speaking to Yu Jin. Seeing that Chen Jiawei didn’t seem angry, Yu Jin breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she said blandly, "This is Qi Lin, the son of a business associate of my father." Realizing Qi Lin wasn’t Yu Jin’s brother nor a family member, Chen Jiawei regarded Qi Lin with a cold gaze. "A friend of Jin’er is a friend of mine. I’m Chen Jiawei, from Jianghan City. I’ll host when the time comes; Qi Lin, you’re welcome anytime," Chen Jiawei said, feigning enthusiasm. "Of course, Sister Yu Jin and I are on such good terms; I’ll surely visit Brother Wei's place often," Qi Lin replied with a slight upward twitch of his lips—a cordial exchange with underlying tension between the lines. After a brief greeting, both parties headed towards the venue. However, before departing, Chen Jiawei took a casual glance at Qi Lin’s parking spot. On the other hand, as they walked halfway, Qi Lin said to Chen Shuyi and Zhang Man, "You two go ahead; I’ll catch up after using the restroom." “It’s truly annoying, and with so much nerve.” Still annoyed from being bullied by Qi Lin earlier, Chen Shuyi pouted and complained as she followed Zhang Man into the venue. Qi Lin claimed he needed the restroom but instead turned back to the parking lot. He started his car, moved it to a new spot, and then returned it to its original parking space. Shortly after, a Mercedes of the same model as Qi Lin’s rental arrived, parked in the spot Qi Lin had vacated. A middle-aged man with a balding hairstyle got out. “Isn’t he Boss Ou, the notorious gangster from Lingnan? Best not to mess with him." “If Chen Jiawei dares to tamper with my car, Boss Ou will definitely give him a hard time.” Qi Lin’s lips curled slightly upward. He had already turned the situation around, setting Chen Jiawei up to fall into his own trap, only for Chen himself to be deceived instead. After making arrangements, Qi Lin returned to the venue and seated himself between Chen Shuyi and Zhang Man. "Welcome to the tender meeting for the design and construction of the Lingnan TV Tower," the host began. "Our guests today are all big names in architectural design, including century-old design firms from around the world. Our goal is simple: to build a landmark that embodies Lingnan’s traditional culture while keeping up with international trends, yet within the city government’s budget, making this city a truly international metropolis.” "Now, let’s invite our participating architecture companies to present their designs and proposals." Smiling, the host stepped aside, giving the architects room to present. Seventy-seven companies were participating in the bid, each given 3 minutes to present their design works and explain their proposals. Among them were eight professionals assembled by the Lingnan government to rate the proposals. Each time they reviewed a design, they would raise a card for evaluation. A circle meant approval, while a cross signaled rejection. Time ticked by minute by minute. By the 76th design company, 7 had received support from 6 judges, 2 had garnered support from 7 judges, but none had unanimous approval from all eight. The two designs with support from seven judges were backed by Yu Jin’s fiancé, Li Jiaming. Qi Lin, having come here without even considering a design plan, had been spending his time lounging in hot springs, making fun of himself, treating this more like a vacation. "Up until now, 76 companies have submitted design proposals. Only ‘Urbanites’ from Jianghan, Chu Province, has yet to submit," announced the host. Hearing the announcer, Chen Shuyi sighed, covering her face, not even wanting to speak. At this moment, the host frowned slightly on stage and addressed the audience. “I’d like to inquire whether the ‘Urbanites’ Design Company intends to forfeit or what the situation is?” “As expected of a clueless fool—clearly, he’s unprepared. Just tagging along with him, it’s so embarrassing now that he’s left with nothing,” she thought to herself as the embarrassment washed over her. Meanwhile, Zhang Man’s reaction was different. Her lips curled into a knowing smile, a twinkle of slyness in her eyes as she looked at Qi Lin and said, "Don’t you feel embarrassed? Just admit you need help. Come on, ask me for help, and I’ll bring out my design to get you out of this mess."