Yan Miaozhu and Lin Yu locked eyes for a few seconds.
Then,
Lin Yu turned and walked back toward the bedside.
A smug smile spread across Yan Miaozhu's face.
See?
What young man could resist such temptation?
He was just too shy to face it head-on, trying to sneak away like a coward.
A little nudge was all it took to make him obediently return to her side.
No man could escape her game and leave this room unscathed!
Next,
Lin Yu would surely unleash a relentless, unstoppable, jaw-dropping performance…
Time to savor the taste of this delectable young man.
However,
When Lin Yu reached the bed, he bypassed her entirely and went straight to the foot of the bed.
Then…
He grabbed the backpack he’d brought with him!!
"Sorry, sis, I… gotta take my bag back with me."
"Next time, for sure!"
Yan Miaozhu: "???"
With those words,
Lin Yu strode out of the room without a backward glance, leaving Yan Miaozhu utterly bewildered.
Standing outside, he closed the door behind him.
"Phew…"
Lin Yu exhaled deeply.
What a dangerous woman!
If he’d stayed in that room any longer, he couldn’t imagine the consequences.
A man must have his principles!
It wasn’t about being some chaste saint.
A eunuch wouldn’t even have the tools to test those principles.
To put it bluntly, it was more like "a horny dog knows not to linger under a crumbling wall."
Testing a man’s resolve with her body? What man could withstand that kind of trial?
Lin Yu glanced at the neighboring room and smirked.
He couldn’t leave just yet—there was still a certain enforcer waiting to be "found."
"Damn it!!"
From inside the room,
Yan Miaozhu’s furious shout echoed, followed by the sound of something being thrown.
No idea what she smashed, though.
Lin Yu leisurely descended the stairs and stepped out of the motel, muttering to himself:
"She’s just a woman consumed by desire, pretending to be some queen."
"Might as well go find a mermaid to splash around with!"
……
Next door.
Miao Haixin peered through the curtain gap, watching as Lin Yu exited the motel. Only then did the weight in her chest finally lift.
Once her nerves settled,
Miao Haixin began reviewing the day’s events.
Even if she hadn’t followed him today,
Maybe nothing would’ve happened between Lin Xiaoyu and Yan Miaozhu after all?
Lin Xiaoyu was such a sharp student!
The moment he realized Yan Miaozhu had arranged to meet at a motel, he sensed something was off.
He’d chosen to message Miao Haixin for help as his escape plan.
Now, there was no need for Miao Haixin to confront Yan Miaozhu directly.
With Lin Xiaoyu’s awareness, there’d "definitely" be no repeat of this situation.
Who would’ve thought?
Such a principled, gem of a guy had been hiding in her class all along.
How had Miao Haixin never noticed before?
"Haah…"
Miao Haixin flopped onto the bed, her body and mind at ease, a happy smile on her face.
She pulled out her phone and sent Lin Yu a WeChat message.
Asking whether her intervention had actually helped him.
She couldn’t leave yet—Yan Miaozhu was still next door.
Since she’d decided against confronting her, it was best to avoid any chance of running into her.
Waiting until Yan Miaozhu left before making her own exit was the smartest move.
She just didn’t know how long Yan Miaozhu would sulk alone in there.
……
Fifteen minutes later.
A loud slam echoed from next door.
Yan Miaozhu, her pride wounded, had no interest in staying a second longer.
Miao Haixin heard the noise and watched through the curtains as Yan Miaozhu stormed off.
She interlaced her fingers and stretched with a satisfied sigh.
Perfect!
Another day where nothing scandalous happened.
Being a counselor was tough—every little student drama needed her attention.
After waiting another five minutes,
Once she was sure the coast was clear, Miao Haixin checked the room to ensure she hadn’t left anything behind.
Then she headed downstairs and left the motel, walking toward the alley’s exit.
As she navigated the narrow lanes, Miao Haixin couldn’t help but marvel at Yan Miaozhu’s two-faced nature.
Even if Miao Haixin told others about this, no one who knew Yan Miaozhu would ever associate her with a place like this.
Because at school, Yan Miaozhu was always so polished and radiant.
This environment might as well have been another planet compared to her usual image.
What went on in that girl’s head?
Miao Haixin kept her gaze forward, avoiding eye contact with the shadowy figures loitering nearby, and quickened her pace.
At a small intersection of alleys, her peripheral vision caught a figure sitting on the steps.
Miao Haixin froze mid-step: "!!!"
She slowly turned her head and found the person on the steps staring right back at her.
Lin… Lin Xiaoyu!
Why was he still here?
Hadn’t he left earlier?
Had he been waiting around this whole time?
Wait—
That wasn’t the pressing issue right now…
Oh no!!
How was she supposed to explain this?
How could she justify her presence here?!
Lin Yu wore a stunned expression as he slowly rose from the steps:
"Ms. Miao! You… why are you coming from there?"
Miao Haixin: "!!!"
His question threw her into complete disarray.
Yeah, why was she here?
Was there any excuse that could smoothly cover this up?
If she came clean…
Wouldn’t that mean admitting she’d known all along what might happen between them?
That she’d played along with Lin Yu’s act, messaging him while fully aware of the situation.
How could she say that out loud?
Especially to a perceptive young man like him.
If he misunderstood or resented her for it, rebuilding trust would be nearly impossible.
This was the last outcome Miao Haixin wanted!
Lin Yu stepped out of the shadows, his face stern as he approached Miao Haixin.
The doubt and confusion in his eyes made her heart race all over again.
She had no time to wonder why Lin Yu was still lingering here.
Her mind raced, scrambling for the right words.
"Ms. Miao, why aren’t you saying anything?"
Lin Yu pressed again.
He’d hidden in this alley for ages, waiting specifically for Miao Haixin.
Without this awkward encounter, he might never have gotten another chance to deepen their connection.
He couldn’t waste this opportunity.
He had to corner her here!
Flustered by his persistence, Miao Haixin—still unsure how to explain—
At least managed to improvise a temporary solution…
She glanced around nervously.
Then, in a hushed voice, said:
"Lin Yu, this isn’t the place to talk. Let’s get out of here first."
"Come with me. I’ll explain everything later, I promise."
……
(Bonus chapter—today’s updates are all here. More tomorrow, goodnight everyone!)
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
