Chapter 71: The Hidden Trump Card

Qin Jiao Jiao shamelessly says, "Yes. Aren't I about to start filming? The team is picking scripts for me. But my…"

Song Huan Yan looks at her.

Qin Jiao Jiao immediately says, "Look, I'm almost a star; these clothes, shoes, bags should be luxury items, otherwise I'm just throwing myself away! And the jewelry—I don't even have decent jewelry. Isn't the company supposed to package and promote me? This money… should be paid by the company."

Song Huan Yan's expression turns icy, "Qin Jiao Jiao, was your mother giving birth to you with your head first?"

Qin Jiao Jiao instantly turns pale, ready to put a hand on her hip and scold.

But then she suddenly remembers… she can't scold; she must endure.

Qin Jiao Jiao pretends not to care, cooing, "Oh dear sister‑in‑law, why are you speaking to me like that?"

Song Huan Yan looks at her as if she were a fool, "First, I'm not your sister‑in‑law; I'm your boss. If you keep calling me that, you should slap yourself ten times first. Second, the company's packaging doesn't include your personal attire; it only provides jewelry and gowns when you attend events. But you have no commercial engagements right now. So, get out."

Qin Jiao Jiao frowns and pouts, still brazen, "I know. But if I dress so shabby, doesn't that also embarrass you? I originally wanted my brother to buy them, and when I earn money I'll pay him back, but my brother gave all his money to you and now has none. How about this: you don't have to buy them; just lend me a few sets of your clothes, shoes, bags, jewelry. Or… if you don't need them, you could give them to me."

Hearing this, Song Huan Yan says outright, "Leave. And while you're at it, go get a brain scan."

Qin Jiao Jiao's face flashes red then white, yet she doesn't leave, continues to cling stubbornly, twisting her body, "Oh dear…"

Sang Wan, unable to watch any longer, scolds, "Not only is your brain a problem, is your ear also a problem? Didn't you understand President Song's words? She told you to leave, got it? I've never seen someone so shameless; we've already given you resources at work, and you still want even your clothing and appearance? Do you treat President Song as your personal cash bag?"

Qin Jiao Jiao, displeased, "I didn't even ask you for anything, why are you calling me that?"

Sang Wan snorts coldly, "If you ask me for it, I'll just slap you hard! Besides, can't you understand? I told you to leave, you didn't, so do I have to beat you up for you to understand what 'refusal' means?"

Sang Wan, having said that, moves forward.

Qin Jiao Jiao frowns, steps back two paces, stomps, "Go… just go!"

She turns to leave.

But unexpectedly, Leng Jian Yue, who had been in the office since early morning and lingering in the lounge refusing to leave, suddenly stands, hands in pockets, and says, "I'll buy it for you."

This remark not only left Qin Jiao Jiao stunned, but also shocked Sang Wan and Song Huan Yan.

He's buying for Qin Jiao Jiao?

Is he interested in Qin Jiao Jiao?

Also… not that far?

Qin Jiao Jiao, face full of surprise, looks at Leng Jian Yue, "You… you'll buy for me?"

Leng Jian Yue nods, "Yeah, it's a favor to President Song."

Now Song Huan Yan and Sang Wan understand.

Qin Jiao Jiao also gets it, but she doesn't care whose favor it is, nor can she control that Leng Jian Yue is a suitor of Song Huan Yan.

As long as he buys her these luxury items, she's happy, hurriedly says, "Okay! Thank you!"

Leng Jian Yue looks at Song Huan Yan, "Thank President Song, huh."

Song Huan Yan: "…"

Qin Jiao Jiao also joins in, immediately bows to Song Huan Yan, "Thank you, President Song."

Song Huan Yan and Sang Wan in unison, "No!"

Leng Jian Yue looks at Song Huan Yan, raising an eyebrow, "You're not anything to me, why are you telling me what to do?"

Song Huan Yan, irritated by his brazen attitude to the point of feeling dizzy, says, "You're not anything to me either; why are you buying for her? I won't accept this favor! I refuse; I would never buy for her. And you, if you want to buy for her, that's your business with her, not mine. Don't involve me, and don't force that so‑called favor onto me; I don't acknowledge it. It has nothing to do with me."

Song Huan Yan loses her temper, but Leng Jian Yue just laughs.

With his tongue pressed against the back of his teeth, looking defiant, "As everyone knows, I'm courting you; no matter how you deny it, this is my favor to you. Otherwise I'm not related to that woman—why would I buy for her?"

Song Huan Yan coldly eyes him, "Because you're sick."

Leng Jian Yue smiles even more, "Anyway, I'm buying, and it's because of you that I'm buying for her."

Song Huan Yan says, "I warn you, don't go too far!"

Leng Jian Yue replies, "How is being good to you 'going too far'?"

Song Huan Yan inhales sharply and simply falls silent.

She figured it out: dealing with this neurotic is to give no answer, ignore him, otherwise he'll keep climbing the pole.

However, she really has never paid him any heed, but today Leng Jian Yue found an excuse to act crazy.

Sang Wan silently watches Leng Jian Yue, wants to say something but says nothing.

Qin Jiao Jiao doesn't care, only excitedly urges, "President Leng, hurry up and leave."

Anyway, she's the beneficiary; later she'll have to properly skim tens of millions from Leng Jian Yue, and that'll settle it once and for all!

At least for the near future she won't worry about her attire.

This Leng Jian Yue is definitely far more generous than Qiao An, who is as stingy as squeezing toothpaste.

Leng Jian Yue lifts his foot, "Let's go."

The two actually left, and the few people accompanying Leng Jian Yue also followed.

Song Huan Yan rubs her temples, "This person is seriously ill!"

Sang Wan opens his mouth, but ultimately says nothing.

Probably from her perspective, it's really hard to say.

After all, Leng Jian Yue's meddling is all because he likes Song Huan Yan.

Song Huan Yan looks at Sang Wan, originally wanted to say something, but doesn't know what to say.

They were extremely close girlfriends, but because of this person, some words suddenly seem unsayable.

Eventually, Sang Wan finally speaks.

She says, "Yan Yan, you're already married, and Leng Jian Yue is still brazenly meddling like this. His bodyguards are also very professional; do you want… tell the Lord?"

Song Huan Yan slightly frowns.

Actually she had considered it, but then gave up.

If she can't even handle this little matter, what ability does she have left?

Moreover… Nan Gong Yu has always been rather busy, and he isn't in the country.

Also, actually, the last time at his front gate, both sides were already on edge.

Leng Jian Yue is certainly not stupid; he would never recklessly provoke someone he can't handle.

He dares to do this even though he knows she is already married, and still talks about pursuing her…

That indicates this person must still have a trump card in hand.

This trump card, Leng Jian Yue has figured out, is that as long as he isn't truly over the line, Nan Gong Yu won't completely deal with him.

So she guesses this trump card is Leng Bai Wei.

After all, Leng Bai Wei and Nan Gong Yu separated decently, remain friends, and still attend some events together.

Their situation is completely different from hers and Qin Zi Mo's.

Perhaps Leng Jian Yue's purpose in doing this is to provoke her.

Continuously escalating the conflict between her and him, to see how Nan Gong Yu will handle it in the end.

Song Huan Yan frowned.

Fine, let's put this aside for now.

When Leng Jian Yue makes a solo move, she will stay cool, not inflame the conflict, nor be provoked by him.

She's also curious how long Leng Jian Yue can hold out, and to what extent he can push.

Outside the office, Leng Jian Yue took out a cigarette and bit it between his lips.

Today, Leng Jian Yue not only brought a bodyguard, but also a private assistant.

Seeing him hold the cigarette in his mouth, the assistant Shen Cheng hurriedly lit his cigarette and whispered, "Chief Leng, several projects lately have been pressed hard by Imperial Emperor. He doesn't outright refuse cooperation, but he's squeezing and dragging; when we asked, his attitude was very impatient. This is clearly a lesson and warning from Imperial Emperor. So… are you sure you still want to do this?"

Leng Jian Yue lowered his head, lit the cigarette, took a deep drag, and laughed, "What's there to fear? He can only go this far. He can't have zero feeling for Wei Wei; he must have some. As for Song Huan Yan, ha…"

Leng Jian Yue laughed, "It's probably like drawing water with a bamboo basket—nothing to show for it. When the time comes, I'll be kind and continue to be the plate‑catcher."

Shen Cheng nodded, thought for a moment, and asked, "You… really like Miss Song."

Leng Jian Yue squinted slightly, "Who wouldn't like such a beauty? What do you think of her?"

Shen Cheng thought for a moment, "My assessment is that Miss Song truly is a rare good companion. At least her temperament is far better than many people's."

Leng Jian Yue smiled even wider, "Hmm, the future is long. A lifetime is still long. I'm not in a hurry about when to marry her."

Leng Jian Yue footed the bill, and Qin Jiao Jiao was truly unabashed, splashing several tens of millions in a flash, her two delighted eyes sparkling.

Leng Jian Yue wasn't stingy either; those tens of millions were like a few coins to him, and he paid them cheerfully.

Qin Jiao Jiao expressed endless thanks, tried several times to throw herself into his arms, but never succeeded.

In the end, Leng Jian Yue said, "I only bought these for you because of Song Huan Yan's face. How could you think my taste is so low I'd eat shit?"

That made Qin Jiao Jiao's face flush, and she dared not throw herself at him again.

When Qin Jiao Jiao left, Shen Cheng asked, "Really gave her tens of millions for cheap? That slut looks disgusting, doesn't even pee to look at herself in the mirror, yet still dares to throw herself into your arms."

Leng Jian Yue extinguished the cigarette between his fingers, "Just feeding a few tens of millions to a dog, that's all."

Shen Cheng said, "But Miss Song seems to really dislike her; she's the sister of that Qin Ruo Ji. She got those tens of millions for free; I'm afraid Miss Song will truly be angry."

Leng Jian Yue raised an eyebrow, "Then we'll wait a while, find a chance to take it back."

Shen Cheng lowered his head, "Yes."

After Qin Jiao Jiao left, she called Li Zihang and said, "I don't know what to say."

Last night Li Zihang told her to come today to probe whether Song Huan Yan would ultimately agree to buy her luxury items.

"Did she agree to buy for you?" Li Zihang asked.

Qin Jiao Jiao said gloomily, "No, she told me to get lost. She didn't buy anything for me, and even called me mentally ill. But…"

Qin Jiao Jiao's words that followed, Qin Zi Mo didn't register at all; he only knew that Song Huan Yan had refused.

It seems… reconciliation… is hanging.

Since that's the case, he can't just sit and wait for death, placing all hope on Qin Zi Mo.

He must think about how to carve a fallback for himself.

So whatever Qin Jiao Jiao said afterward, Li Zihang completely ignored, mumbling a few nonsensical words before hanging up.

Night.

Nan Gong Yu called via video, got straight to the point and asked, "Last time when you ate with your parents, second brother, and little sister, did they bully you?"

Song Huan Yan frowned slightly, surprised at why he would say that.

She hadn't brought up the matter.

It can't be that they said it themselves, can it?

Or perhaps they slipped up?

Possible.

After all, Nan Gong Yu is so clever and perceptive.