Chapter 65: What Kind of Tiger-Wolf Words Are These?

"Wait a moment..."

As he thought about it, Shen Huai suddenly realized something was wrong.

When they were in the airport VIP lounge, those people kept saying "ordered by President Yang" and "arranged by President Yang."

At first, Shen Huai subconsciously assumed it was his mother, Yang Shuqin.

After all, she held the title of director at the Shen Group.

But just now, when he confronted her.

His mother's expression clearly showed she was unaware.

Looking at it this way, only one possibility remained.

This "President Yang" is Yang Lan! Shen Huai's eyes widened abruptly.

He looked at Yang Lan with a hint of scrutiny, his tone somewhat teasing: "That impressive group massage at the airport, surely that wasn't arranged by you, President Yang?"

"... I... actually..."

With her prank exposed, Yang Lan became visibly flustered.

Before Yang Lan could organize her words.

Lin Yeman pinched Shen Huai's chin with her thumb and forefinger, forcibly turning his gaze away from Yang Lan and toward herself.

"It was my idea, so what? Is there a problem?"

Laughter rippled in her eyes, "Men are so lustful; I was merely devising a plan for my sister to test her future husband's level of lust in advance."

"... And what was the result of the test?" Shen Huai's eyes darkened.

No wonder those flight attendants had such strange looks in their eyes the moment they walked in.

It turns out they really were treating him like a lab rat.

"Hmm... not bad, barely counts as 'composed in the presence of beauty,' right?"

Lin Yeman cast a glance at Shen Huai with a smile, "Too bad I forgot to remind them to take a few photos of you."

"If I had known earlier that my sister's blind date was you, I definitely would have stepped in myself."

"?"

Shen Huai was stunned for a moment.

Stepped in herself?

What kind of tiger-wolf words are these! Is this Lin Yeman, speaking so explicitly right in front of her sister?

Didn't she say she didn't want anyone to know about the entanglements she once had with him?

Why is she suddenly exposing herself? But the next second.

Shen Huai was slapped in the face.

Yang Lan hurried over, touched, took Lin Yeman's hand, and patted it: "Little sister, I appreciate your intentions."

"But this is my affair after all, and logically and emotionally, I should be the one to handle the aftermath."

"Because I have no experience in this area, I'm already embarrassed enough for dragging you into this mess; leave the rest to me."

What a display of deep affection.

Shen Huai was rolling his eyes so hard they were almost in the back of his head.

Yang Lan, what a waste of such beautiful eyes.

She can't even see her own sister's true intentions.

Can't she see the way Lin Yeman is licking her lips?

Can't she see the look in her eyes that suggests she wants to devour Shen Huai whole?

Watching Yang Lan's sincere face as she earnestly said these things while holding Lin Yeman's hand, Shen Huai couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

It seems Yang Lan has likely been deceived by Lin Yeman quite often in the past.

Looking at it this way.

The "extraordinary" little episodes he experienced along the way were all devious tricks played by Lin Yeman.

Of course, his own loose mouth played a part too.

"Fine, since you won't say, if I keep asking, it'll make me look like a gossip."

Lin Yeman spoke nonchalantly: "Since it was all a misunderstanding and everyone's identity is clear now, shouldn't we move on to the next item?"

"Next item? What?" Shen Huai was confused.

Lin Yeman looked at Yang Lan, then turned to look at Shen Huai, a hint of imperceptible cunning flashing in her eyes as she slowly curled her lips: "The blind date, of course."

"My sister's business is my business; I'll host the blind date segment—a rapid-fire Q&A."

"..."

Shen Huai and Yang Lan exchanged a glance, then both lowered their heads.

Although Shen Huai was unwilling in his heart.

But in the current situation, he couldn't refuse.

Ever since Lin Yeman confidently said the Shen Family wouldn't pursue the matter, he hadn't failed to imagine the relationship between Lin Yeman and this blind date partner.

He just never expected.

That this relationship would be so intimate!

Half-sisters! Damn! The secret he had carefully guarded for so many years was instantly exposed.

This feeling was like a carefully hidden pigtail suddenly being discovered by an enemy, tragically becoming a powerful weapon to hold him hostage.

Five minutes later.

The three of them arrived at a pool table in the basement.

Lin Yeman skillfully picked up two pool cues and tossed one to Shen Huai: "Eight-ball, do you know how to play?"

"Barely." Shen Huai nodded indifferently.

"If I pot a ball, you answer a question for me; if I don't pot one, I answer a question for you."

"And vice versa. How about it? Dare to play?"

After speaking, Lin Yeman gripped the pool cue and, with a wicked smile, lightly poked Shen Huai's abdominal muscles.

Shen Huai glanced at Yang Lan from the corner of his eye: "Isn't your sister playing?"

Yang Lan hurriedly waved her hands in refusal: "I'll just watch you two play; I don't know how to play pool."

"Hear that? Don't try to sow discord between my sister and me here; my sister doesn't fall for that~"

Lin Yeman bluntly exposed the intent behind Shen Huai's words.

"Fine, then are you breaking or am I?" "Nonsense, ladies first, of course."

Lin Yeman loosened her neck, picked up the chalk, and twisted it against the tip of the cue a few times.

Immediately after, she leaned over, rested the cue on her fingers, and extended her arm forward.

Half of her body leaned lightly over the pool table.

"Bang! —"

Following the crisp sound, the rack of balls scattered instantly under the impact of the cue ball.

"Thud, thud, thud."

Three solid balls rolled into the pockets one after another.

Three balls.

Three questions.

Lin Yeman raised her eyebrows at Shen Huai with a hint of triumph, then spoke: "Do you like my sister?"

"……Hm……huh?"

Shen Huai's pupils dilated instantly.

The first question is this explosive?

You aren't playing by the rules! Who leads with a trump card right away? That's how you kill a conversation.

Lin Yeman stared fixedly at Shen Huai's eyes, completely ignoring his tense expression: "What 'huh'? I asked you, do you like my sister? ~"

Shen Huai avoided Lin Yeman's gaze and secretly glanced at Yang Lan.

He saw that Yang Lan's cheeks were burning red.

Her body was pressed against the side of the pool table, her hands gripping the edge tightly, and in her flustered eyes, there was a hidden glimmer of anticipation.

Looking at her like this, why does she seem more nervous than he is? His thoughts swirled and soared.

In the end, Shen Huai decided to cut the Gordian knot.

"I don't like her."

The instant those three words were heard.

Yang Lan's figure stiffened, and the anticipation in her eyes immediately sank.

"Oh? You don't like her?" Lin Yeman hadn't expected Shen Huai to be so stubborn, so she immediately pressed on, "Then that means you hate my sister?"

"What are you saying! Of course I don't hate her."

Shen Huai denied it subconsciously.

"Since you don't hate her, then you must like her after all."

"???"

Shen Huai hadn't expected Lin Yeman to dig such a circular trap for him.

Either this or that.

A classic paradox! "……Your question itself is flawed." Shen Huai tried to defend himself.

Little did he know, Lin Yeman wouldn't listen at all.

She gave a cunning smile, manually covered Shen Huai's mouth to force him to mute, and turned to say to Yang Lan: "Sister, do you have any questions you want to ask?"

Upon hearing this.

Yang Lan finally looked slowly at Shen Huai, her fingers frantically drawing circles under the table, while she pretended to be ladylike on the surface.

After thinking for a long time, she stammered: "Um... do you think the beef noodles at that bar are delicious?"

"…………？？？"

At this, Lin Yeman and Shen Huai were both stunned.

Lin Yeman suspiciously let go of the hand covering his mouth, her expression full of hidden meaning.

Beef noodles? What kind of secret code is this? Shen Huai hadn't expected this either.

At a critical moment like this, Yang Lan was still able to dwell on that bowl of beef noodles.

"They are delicious."

After Shen Huai answered, he let out a sigh of relief.

Lin Yeman walked over, feeling somewhat frustrated by his lack of progress, and leaned close to his ear: "Sister, what kind of ridiculous question is that?"

"……Huh? This……" Yang Lan muttered softly, "But I really like those beef noodles; if he didn't like them, I would be very troubled."

"……"

Looking at Yang Lan's innocent and aggrieved expression, Lin Yeman couldn't help but sigh.

She prided herself on being able to handle everything with ease.

Only when facing Yang Lan did Lin Yeman often feel a sense of helplessness.

Although Yang Lan was her sister in terms of age.

But in reality.

In the eyes of Lin Yeman, Yang Lan was just a child with no guile, an extraordinary imagination, and a simplicity that was almost uncanny.

Beef noodles it is, let her be.

"The three questions are finished, right?"

"Shall we continue?" Shen Huai tilted his chin toward Lin Yeman.

"Of course."

Lin Yeman came back to her senses, glanced at him, and leaned down again, aiming at a ball near the side pocket.

"Bang! —"

The ball dropped steadily into the pocket.

Shen Huai's heart skipped a beat.

Only then did he recall a very serious matter.

Lin Yeman was not only the Student Union President.

She was also the Vice President of the Billiard Association! People gave her the nickname, Black Eight Queen!

I'm done for.

Playing against her, isn't this just walking right into a trap? (End of chapter)