Chapter 313: A Cup of Milk‑Tea Stirs Up Old Grudges

On the second day of December, Chen Yang came to the Xinghui Financial Investment Company that he co‑owned with Yexin, Huang BaiMing, and Zhao Feiyang.

This time he came mainly to handle the certain stock that Yexin had left in his US stock account, and incidentally to meet the junior schoolmate he had heard of but never seen.

Lan Qiyun is about 1.65 meters tall, with short bangs, clear and bright eyes, and a figure similar to what Lin Wei described—indeed a bit slim, especially in places that shouldn't be slim, which really need more nutrition.

"Senior, we've met before, don't you remember?"

"Oh, we've met?"

Chen Yang carefully searched his memory bank, but he truly had no impression!

Seeing that Chen Yang had no impression of her at all, Lan Qiyun felt a bit disappointed. "Let me remind you, the milk‑tea shop behind the school!"

Chen Yang had indeed worked at the milk‑tea shop behind the school, but he still couldn't recall when he had seen Lan Qiyun.

At that moment, Yexin interjected: "You little brat, stop pretending. We did meet, and I won't go snitching to Lin."

Chen Yang gave Yexin a white‑eye. He'd rather believe a sow could climb a tree than believe Yexin doesn't gossip. Before even meeting her, he'd been screwed by this woman into sleeping on the sofa all night. If they really had met, the plot would be even harder to imagine.

Seeing that Chen Yang still had no impression, Lan Qiyun immediately went to her desk, took out a pair of black‑frame glasses from the drawer, put them on her nose, and turned to ask Chen Yang, "Now? Do you remember?"

Chen Yang noticed that as soon as she put on the glasses, her demeanor became a bit more restrained. At the same time he recalled that in the first half of his senior year he had indeed sold milk‑tea to her.

Back then he coaxed Lan Qiyun into drinking milk‑tea, claiming it could enhance her bust. Afterwards, this junior would bring a group of other juniors who needed development to patronize the business every day, drinking three cups a day and occasionally asking him when the effect would show.

Chen Yang himself didn't really know whether milk‑tea could actually enhance the bust, but seeing that they showed no change at all made him feel guilty. Unable to bear the conscience's reproach, he finally quit secretly.

"Junior, I really don't remember! Did you mistake me for someone else?" Chen Yang decided to play dumb.

"Hmph, you liar!" Seeing Chen Yang's eyes flicker, Lan Qiyun knew he had recognized her. Her face suddenly changed, she grabbed the documents on her desk and threw them at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang had been prepared, quickly dodged behind Huang BaiMing, and feigned a protest: "Junior, you really have mistaken me for someone else!"

"Even if you turned to ashes, I'd still recognize you!"

Seeing Chen Yang hiding behind Huang BaiMing, Lan Qiyun felt embarrassed to throw anything else. She gritted her teeth and rushed forward, raining a barrage of blows on Chen Yang.

Yexin had thought it was just a lingering old affection between senior and junior, but she hadn't expected it to be a bloody feud of the martial world; she hurried forward and grabbed Lan Qiyun.

"Sis, you're both senior and junior from the same school, and now you're coworkers too. If there's any grudge, just talk it out—no need to get so angry."

Lan Qiyun's eyes turned red as she poured out her grievance to Yexin: "That liar said drinking milk‑tea could enhance the bust. I drank it for three months with no effect at all, and I even got fatter. To lose weight I then starved myself for another three months, eating only a little vegetables and fruit each day. I couldn't even bear to look at the delicious snacks sold at the night market. Do you know how hard those days were?"

Yexin, Huang BaiMing, and Zhao Feiyang simultaneously looked at Chen Yang with contempt. "Such a pure, kind, and pretty girl, and you still deceived her!"

Yexin kicked Chen Yang hard and snapped, "You little brat, you're truly lacking in virtue! To sell milk‑tea you even deceived your own junior. Don't you have nightmares when you sleep?"

Chen Yang also hadn't expected that drinking a cup of milk‑tea would cause such side effects. Feeling a bit apologetic, he told Lan Qiyun, "Junior, I'm sorry! I only worked there part‑time for a week, I didn't know their milk‑tea was no good."

Lan Qiyun glared at Chen Yang fiercely and snorted coldly, "You big liar, the milk‑tea simply has no effect, and you're still making excuses." Having said that, she prepared to hit Chen Yang again.

Seeing this, Yexin quickly embraced Lan Qiyun and softly advised, "Good junior, let's not stoop to his level. If you want to vent your anger, I'll take you to the Xingcheng International Shopping Centre later. Buy whatever you like, and I'll put the bill under that guy's name." After saying that, she also gave Chen Yang a meaningful glance.

"No problem, I'll foot the bill for your purchases today." Chen Yang knew Yexin wanted to use Lan Qiyun's affair to fleece him again, but to make up for his past mistake he could only agree.

Lan Qiyun wiped her tears, turned to Yexin and said, "Sis Yexin, forget the shopping; I'd rather spend my own money."

Yexin immediately lectured Lan Qiyun: "You silly girl, a man's money isn't wasted if you don't spend it. This brat treats you like that, yet you still feel sorry for his money? Could it be that hatred has turned into love, and you've fallen for him?"

Hearing this, Chen Yang truly wished he could beat Yexin up. "This woman, why does she love making things up out of thin air?"

Meanwhile, Lan Qiyun's pretty face instantly flushed red, and she anxiously told Yexin, "Sis Yexin, don't talk nonsense—if Lin Wei finds out she'll misunderstand. Besides, how could I possibly like a liar?" After saying that, she gave Chen Yang another fierce glare.

Chen Yang gave an embarrassed laugh. He had originally thought his connection with Lan Qiyun was a fated encounter online, but it turned out to be an unintended karmic bond created in reality.

However, Lan Qiyun had concealed herself quite well; although she already knew her own identity, she waited until they met to reveal it. He had originally worried that this girl would be led around in circles by the old foxes of the stock market, but now seeing that she wasn't as simple as he'd imagined, he felt relieved as well.

After the commotion died down a bit, the stock market opened. Yexin and Lan Qiyun's attention immediately shifted.

Chen Yang noticed that after being away for a while, the company had hired several new staff. Yexin, Huang BaiMing, and Zhao Feiyang no longer traded stocks themselves; they simply stood quietly beside Lan Qiyun, watching her handle the trades.

Chen Yang looked at Lan Qiyun's collective bidding order; it was clearly intended to suppress the stock price.

Just as Yexin and Chen Yang had guessed, she had indeed lost patience. "Junior, today we need to push the stock price up and sell out. Guarding the same stock every day has gotten boring."

Lan Qiyun glanced at Chen Yang and asked, "Big liar, what do you think?"

Chen Yang was a little unaccustomed to that title; he gave an embarrassed laugh and then said, "If nobody cares about money, playing like this isn't a problem."

Yexin gave Chen Yang a look and snapped, "You brat like to act high‑and‑mighty, but don't drag us into it. If the financial investment firm isn't meant to profit, we might as well rename it a charity company."

Hearing that, Lan Qiyun immediately revised the collective bidding order.