Shen Jiuyi's concerns were exactly what Lin Yu was thinking at this very moment.
Lin Yu didn't find the reactions of the three women—Sister Hong, Shen Buyao, and Huang Feirong—strange at all.
This was indeed how they should react, and it was perfectly normal for them to say such things.
For Huang Feiya to dare throw out such a question, she must have figured out the relationship between Lin Yu and the others!
First, she was gambling on the fact that Lin Yu actually had the goods.
In Huang Feiya's database of information, she definitely knew that apart from the auction house's items,
Lin Yu had also helped the Shen family recover their treasures!
To be able to bring out so many priceless antiques in a single move,
how could he not have a stockpile on hand?
Anyone who mingled in this circle knew that as long as there was still money to be spent,
no one would be willing to take out their most prized, bottom-of-the-box treasures.
Second, Huang Feiya was also gambling on Lin Yu's relationship with the Huang family.
Having items on hand was one thing; being willing to step in and help was another.
If Lin Yu simply didn't want to help, or if he was unwilling to expose his inventory,
he could easily just say "I don't have any left" and brush the matter off.
In terms of reason and emotion, neither Sister Hong nor Huang Feirong could find any fault with that.
Everyone involved was reasonable; who would hold a grudge over something like this?
With Sister Hong's abilities, as long as the root of the trouble was resolved,
even without Lin Yu's help, she could definitely recover slowly over time.
If this was what Huang Feiya was betting on,
she must be betting on their friendship while also betting on Lin Yu's profit-driven nature.
What if Lin Yu was a mercenary person?
He would only make a special trip to check on the situation at the Rose Firm if he wanted the Huang family to owe him a favor.
Now there happened to be a crisis, and Lin Yu had the means to solve it.
Wasn't this the perfect opportunity to strike?
By casually bringing out an item from his inventory, he could make the Huang family owe him a massive favor.
As an adult, Huang Feiya probably leaned more toward the idea of owing a favor.
Taking everything into consideration,
regardless of Huang Feiya's motives, her target was very likely never the Rose Firm to begin with...
But Lin Yu?!
After going around in such a huge circle, was this the conclusion it all boiled down to?
Lin Yu couldn't help but feel that thinking about it made the situation seem a bit too surreal.
It was an entirely unimaginable way for things to unfold.
At this moment,
in the lounge,
Shen Buyao was still relentlessly scolding Huang Feiya:
"Huang Feiya, make yourself clear. What exactly are your intentions!"
"First you come to apologize, and then you just blindly point the finger at Lin Yu."
"Do you feel like you're getting older and want to hook a wealthy bachelor?"
"If Third Uncle Huang wasn't here today, my words would be much harsher than this."
Indeed.
To be able to hold back from cursing after hearing Huang Feiya's remarks,
Shen Buyao had definitely shown improvement.
Huang Feiya shrugged noncommittally and said,
"Manager Yao, didn't you hear it on the way here too?"
"I've never hidden my admiration for Lin Yu. I admitted it a long time ago."
As she spoke,
Huang Feiya's eyes met Lin Yu's.
Unable to handle it, Lin Yu looked away to avoid any eye contact with Huang Feiya.
Immediately after,
Huang Feiya continued,
"Perhaps you all are letting your personal emotions get in the way. Don't misunderstand my intentions."
"I'm just making a suggestion; it's not like we absolutely have to do it this way."
"I believe that even without Lin Yu's help, Eldest Aunt will be able to recover the losses as quickly as possible."
At such a tense, tit-for-tat moment,
Huang Daoqi, who should have shown the demeanor of the family patriarch, was truly acting like a useless pushover.
He merely sat in his chair with an awkward expression, not saying a single word.
Whether he thought his daughter was right or wrong,
shouldn't he have taken a stance by now?
Fine, fine, fine.
Since Huang Feiya wanted to play games,
Lin Yu simply decided to stop racking his brain over so many things.
He would just play along with her!
"Everyone, listen to me for a moment..."
As soon as Lin Yu spoke, the room immediately fell silent, and all eyes locked onto him.
Shen Jiuyi, who hadn't spoken for a while, silently shook her head at Lin Yu.
Her meaning was obvious.
She wanted Lin Yu not to fall for it easily.
Whatever Huang Feiya's motives were, they definitely weren't out of the goodness of her heart.
If Lin Yu actually accepted her suggestion, wouldn't he be falling right into her trap?
Unfortunately,
at this point, Lin Yu no longer had so many reservations.
He ignored Shen Jiuyi's head-shaking and said straightforwardly,
"Sister Hong, Rongrong, the Rose Firm has helped me before, and I've always kept that in mind."
"Having an opportunity now to do something for the Huang family is exactly why I came."
"Miss Huang Feiya's idea is very good, and it happens to coincide with my own thoughts."
"If your reputation has been damaged and foot traffic has taken a hit,"
"wouldn't the appearance of another rare auction item solve it?"
"The lost traffic and popularity can definitely be pulled back!"
There were no polite pleasantries in Lin Yu's words.
Since the conversation had already reached this point, it would be meaningless for everyone to continue exchanging pleasantries.
It was better to simply show his sincerity and tell Sister Hong what he planned to do.
As smart a woman as Sister Hong was, she could naturally see the situation.
She had no intention of putting Lin Yu on the spot and forcing him to help.
Even if, in her heart, Lin Yu was just a major client and their relationship was purely based on mutual interest,
Sister Hong still wouldn't do such a thing.
The bigger the client, the more carefully the relationship needed to be maintained.
She couldn't let them feel like they were being schemed against.
That wretched girl, Huang Feiya!
Her calculating schemes were so blatant they were practically smacking people in the face!
If this caused Lin Yu to harbor a grudge,
it was very likely that not only would they fail to get his help, but they would also end up offending him!
It would be a complete loss outweighing the gain, and she absolutely could not casually risk trying something like this.
Even now, hearing Lin Yu say this,
Sister Hong still waved her hand at him and said in a firm tone,
"Little Yu, I know you're a good and loyal person, willing to do Sister Hong this favor!"
"But that's not how things are done. This is our family's business, and we'll resolve it ourselves."
"Third Brother! Tell Xiaoya to speak less, do you hear me?"
Huang Daoqi was completely stunned by Sister Hong's yelling.
He hurriedly nodded and said,
"Yes, yes, yes, it's my fault for not disciplining my daughter properly."
"Xiaoya, hurry up and apologize to Boss Lin!"
"What kind of rotten idea was that?"
"Is that a proper solution?"
"Hurry up!"
When it came to outsiders, Huang Daoqi had no real abilities.
But when it came to his own daughter, he acted especially domineering, bringing out his full authority as a father.
Huang Feiya didn't show the slightest hint of displeasure. She simply followed up and said,
"I'm sorry, Boss Lin. Please forgive my offense."
"I will definitely watch my mouth next time and won't speak out of turn again."
Looking at Huang Feiya's completely fearless demeanor, it didn't seem like she was admitting her mistake at all.
It looked more like a silent demonstration of defiance against everyone!
So what if there's a group of you? You still can't stop me!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!