Chapter 117: Su Mingyue

Su Mingyue wore an extremely sexy pink lace low-cut dress tonight; the cut perfectly outlined her graceful figure. The neckline slightly opened, revealing a patch of snow‑white tender skin and a tantalizing cleavage barely visible, making people unable to help but glance sideways.

At this moment, she was pacing back and forth alone in the hallway between Liu Qingqing's and Chen Yang's rooms. Her high heels struck the floor, producing a clear, rhythmic sound, as if voicing her inner unease.

Time passed second by second; Su Mingyue hesitated repeatedly, then finally took a deep breath, mustered all her courage, raised her hand, and lightly knocked on Chen Yang's door.

"Su Mingyue?" Chen Yang had been busy all day, dozed off on the sofa for a while, and after being woken felt a bit groggy. Seeing Su Mingyue in her sexy, alluring outfit, he thought he was dreaming and couldn't help wanting to reach out and pinch her. But he quickly snapped out of it from the unique scent emanating from her. "So late—what's up?"

"Can you let me come in and sit for a while?" Su Mingyue said, her face slightly flushed, lifting her chest a little, a bit shy.

"No, if you come into my room dressed like that, Qingqing will see it—I wouldn't know how to explain." Chen Yang immediately refused her request.

A lone man and woman, and Su Mingyue dressed like that again—it's inviting thoughts. If things accidentally ignited, he wouldn't have the willpower to put it out.

"It's fine." Su Mingyue said softly: "Qingqing and her grandmother went on a trip; they won't be home these days."

"If you have something to say, just say it at the door!" Chen Yang still chose to refuse her request. With Qingqing away, he dared not let her in even more.

Su Mingyue said: "If I talk to you here, and someone passes by, wouldn't it be even harder to explain?"

Chen Yang glanced at the stairwell not far away, hesitated a moment, then finally let her inside.

He tidied up the sofa a bit and poured Su Mingyue a cup of plain water.

"Just say what you need; I have work to attend to tomorrow."

Su Mingyue took a sip of water to calm herself, then said: "Chen Yang, can you go cancel the account at Xingcheng Securities?"

"Why?" Chen Yang didn't quite understand; after all, it was Su Mingyue who had pestered him to open that stock account in the first place. It's only been a short while, and she's already changed her mind. Women, indeed, are fickle creatures.

Su Mingyue's eyes suddenly reddened a little, and she said, full of grievance: "That Mr. Ma once asked me to sleep with him; I refused. I never expected him to badmouth me daily at the company. I called to complain several times, but their leadership didn't care. It seems everyone thinks I got ahead by selling my looks."

Chen Yang thought, "You dressing like that only confirms what others say." Also, it's lucky it's him; if it were Liu Shijie, he'd probably have already gone along with it.

But Su Mingyue is, after all, the stock agent for him and Liu Shijie. She's suffering this injustice because she helped them make money. If they ignored it, that would be too heartless.

"I'll accompany you tomorrow morning to cancel the account, and incidentally send a lawyer's letter to that Mr. Ma."

"Chen Yang, thank you!" Su Mingyue hadn't expected Chen Yang to agree so readily; her eyes welled up with emotion.

Chen Yang said: "We're classmates and friends; as long as it's within my ability, I'll definitely help. So next time you have something to say, speak up—don't dress like that, it's liable to lead people astray."

Su Mingyue's cheeks flushed again at Chen Yang's words, and she lowered her head shyly.

Chen Yang said: "If there's nothing else, you may go. See you tomorrow morning!"

Seeing Chen Yang issue the eviction order, Su Mingyue could only get up and leave. However, when she reached the door, she paused, lowered her voice to Chen Yang and said: "Actually, as long as Lin Wei doesn't mind, I'd also like to like you the way Qingqing does." After saying that, she quickly opened the door and ran out.

Chen Yang stared for a moment, wondering when his charm had become so great.

That night, Chen Yang lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep; finally he dreamed of Lin Wei wielding a forty‑meter blade, chasing and hacking at him. After being startled awake, he could only run to the shower, turn the cold water to max, and slowly wash away his tainted soul.

Once his mind had completely calmed, dawn finally broke. After breakfast, Su Mingyue came knocking again.

This time she wore black‑frame glasses, a white round‑neck T‑shirt and light‑blue jeans, and swapped her high heels for flat sneakers. Last night's sexy little wildcat instantly became the girl next door.

Chen Yang took Su Mingyue to the company's legal department, where staff drafted a lawyer's letter using the evidence she provided. Then he went downstairs to Liu Shijie's company, where its legal staff also drafted a lawyer's letter. After finishing, he drove to Xingcheng Securities.

Ma Chaoyun is about forty, with a big head and ears, an unsavory appearance, and severe balding. It's no wonder Su Mingyue went to him for stock‑trading tips—people wouldn't think otherwise.

However, seeing the tall, sturdy Chen Yang arrive with Su Mingyue, Ma Chaoyun's face still tightened a bit. He immediately called for the company's security.

Chen Yang laughed: "Mr. Ma, don't be nervous—I'm just here to handle business today. I'll send you the lawyer's letter in a couple of days."

"What do you mean?" Ma Chaoyun, hearing that Chen Yang would send him a lawyer's letter, looked wary.

Chen Yang pointed at Su Mingyue and said to Ma Chaoyun: "You have maliciously defamed my stock broker at your company and online. Not only have you ruined her reputation, but you also cost her her job. We've already gathered the evidence—just wait for court."

Ma Chaoyun's face instantly turned ashen, and beads of sweat poured down his forehead. He didn't know Chen Yang's identity, but he clearly understood that anyone who could casually mobilize hundreds of millions of yuan for stock trading must have an unfathomable background. Such a person—a mere small‑time stock investment consultant like him—could never afford to offend.

"Sir, let's talk properly—no need to waste public resources. I'll apologize to you and Su Mingyue right now!" After saying that, Ma Chaoyun immediately stood up and bowed to Chen Yang and Su Mingyue.

Chen Yang ignored his behavior, snorted coldly: "If an apology were enough, why would we need police? Since you did what you shouldn't have, you must pay for your actions."

Seeing Chen Yang unmoved, Ma Chaoyun could only plead with Su Mingyue: "Little Su, I'm sorry—it's all my fault. If you'll forgive me, I can compensate your financial losses."

Chen Yang didn't wait for Su Mingyue's response, cutting in: "Mr. Ma, not everything can be solved with money. Your petty change isn't even enough to cover the fee for one of my trades."

Ma Chaoyun blushed embarrassedly; discussing money in front of Chen Yang was indeed overreaching. "Boss, then what do you say I should do to make you let go?"

Chen Yang said: "If you want me to withdraw the lawsuit, go ahead and slap yourself twenty times in front of your company's staff."