Seeing Huang Feirong's awkward expression, Lin Yu could guess what was going on.
The contents of that WeChat message had to be about him.
Lin Yu ventured a guess and said,
"Your cousin doesn't have my WeChat, does she?"
"It's fine. If she's asking for my WeChat, you can just forward my contact card to her."
Huang Feirong immediately flashed an OK sign.
This proved that Lin Yu's guess was absolutely right!
Soon enough,
a friend request from Huang Feiya popped up on Lin Yu's WeChat.
After he accepted it, a message immediately followed.
Huang Feiya: Boss Lin, what time are we gathering tomorrow? Are we going to where you live?
Sister Hong had chatted with Huang Feiya about Lin Yu, but they probably hadn't touched on private details like his address.
Lin Yu didn't find Huang Feiya's question strange.
Even if Huang Feiya had used some shady methods to find out,
at this stage,
she still had to pretend she didn't know where he lived.
Lin Yu didn't hesitate.
He simply typed a reply.
Lin Yu: Yes, around eleven o'clock. I'll send you the address later.
Lin Yu wasn't in a rush to send his address.
After all, Huang Feiya was an unpredictable factor he had only just met.
For her to casually announce in front of several girls that she wanted to pursue him...
If he sent the address now, there was no telling if she would show up there even before he did!
To keep his life relatively peaceful, Lin Yu held off for the time being.
Buzz!
A moment later,
his phone vibrated again.
Huang Feiya: Tonight?
Lin Yu: ...
Wow, okay.
Doing this on purpose, huh?
Huang Feiya definitely figured that after she left the lounge, Shen Buyao and Huang Feirong would surely gossip about her.
Whatever she had said in private would inevitably be repeated to Lin Yu.
Therefore,
knowing this full well,
she was still deliberately flirting with him over text, making it hard not to suspect her intentions!
Since Huang Feiya felt she held the upper hand and the initiative when it came to teasing,
Lin Yu saw absolutely no need to disrupt the current dynamic.
Lin Yu: Uh, it's better not to make such jokes.
Huang Feiya: Understood, hehe!
...
Time ticked by until late into the night.
The auction finally came to a close.
No unexpected drama occurred during the event, which actually disappointed quite a few people.
Because there hadn't been any major lots up for grabs tonight to begin with.
Everyone's sole purpose for coming was purely to watch a good show.
In the end, with no drama to unfold, it inevitably sparked a lively wave of chatter as everyone made their exit.
After the event ended, the two aunties were particularly sensible and left first.
They knew young people would have more to talk about among themselves.
Tonight,
it seemed like quite a bit had happened.
Both aunties had plenty of life experience.
Naturally, they could tell the group still had things they wanted to discuss in private.
When it was time to bow out early, they didn't hesitate.
Lin Yu wasn't in a hurry to head home, and instead returned to Wubao Pavilion with the group.
Huang Feirong, whose grounding had just ended, was especially impatient to leave the auction house.
Once the group arrived at Wubao Pavilion,
Huang Feirong completely opened her chatterbox.
She meticulously recounted the entire incident of Huang Daoqi and Huang Feiya's sudden visit to apologize, from beginning to end.
Whenever she got to a part where Huang Feiya spoke, Huang Feirong would even put on airs and mimic her tone.
Truth be told,
her imitation was spot on.
Especially the demeanor with which she spoke; without careful observation, it would have been impossible to mimic so perfectly.
Although Huang Feirong added a lot of details this time,
she didn't provide any new intel.
Gradually,
Lin Yu became increasingly convinced that Huang Feiya was the one pulling the strings behind the scenes.
All the recent actions had been orchestrated by her.
Her only flaw
might have been the movement of funds under her name.
Perhaps she simply never expected that someone would use underhanded methods to investigate her.
Whether out of overconfidence or a lack of trust in others, she had chosen to handle it herself.
Among the people present at Wubao Pavilion, aside from Lin Yu, Shen Jiuyi was the most likely to figure out the truth.
But her mind clearly wasn't in the room today.
While everyone was chatting, she would occasionally space out and stare out the window.
Judging by her distracted look, she was probably silently pondering something.
On the contrary, Antique Sister listened very attentively the entire time.
When the story was over, she didn't forget to interrogate Lin Yu:
"Damn Lin Yu, what exactly is your plan?"
"That Huang Feiya obviously has bad intentions!"
"She points out a path, and you're just going to follow it?"
"Aren't you afraid of walking right into a trap?"
Back in the lounge, Shen Buyao had really wanted to ask Lin Yu the same thing.
She had just held back at the time, not wanting to relentlessly grill one of their own in front of outsiders.
Before arriving at Wubao Pavilion,
Lin Yu had fully anticipated this scene.
If the girls hadn't pressed him with questions, that would have been truly strange.
As for how to answer them, Lin Yu had already mentally prepared himself.
"Yaoyao, this matter isn't as complicated as you think."
"If I can't help Sister Hong find the real culprit behind the scenes, then what else can I do?"
"I honestly decided to pay her a visit with the intention of bringing out my own collection to help Sister Hong restore her popularity."
"It was just a coincidence that Huang Feiya and I had the same idea. Even if she hadn't brought it up, I would have mentioned it."
"To be honest, when Huang Feiya beat me to the punch, it really startled me."
"I don't know if I'm just imagining things..."
"But I keep feeling like Huang Feiya is specifically targeting me!"
Shen Buyao firmly believed Lin Yu's explanation without a second thought.
Instead, she shifted the topic to Huang Feiya's character.
"You only just noticed?"
"She only met you once, and she already told us she wants to go after you!"
Shen Jiuyi chimed in,
"Her motives are impure. You need to be careful when interacting with her."
Huang Feirong followed up with some teasing to add fuel to the fire:
"Don't be such buzzkills, you guys. Don't tell me Dayu has already fallen for her?"
"Facing so many women every day, yet he can still rise to the occasion for someone else."
"Just look at that stamina!"
Lin Yu: ...
Rise to the occasion?!
Only the queen of dirty jokes could come up with a line like that.
Since Huang Feirong put it that way,
Lin Yu had to play along.
He then responded with an odd tone:
"Rongrong, I find that what you said makes perfect sense!"
"I already have you girls, so why would I need to look for anyone else?"
"I have absolutely no desire to taste the bitterness of romance out in the wild!"
"If I'm going to taste anything, I'll taste it right here at home!"
This self-righteous speech left all three girls stunned for a few seconds.
Huang Feirong: Hahaha, Dayu, I'd expect nothing less from you!
Shen Buyao curled her lips and stared at Lin Yu: You're pretty arrogant, aren't you.
Shen Jiuyi lowered her head in silence: ...
Three girls heard the exact same words from Lin Yu,
yet their reactions were completely different!
Right at this moment,
Lin Yu's WeChat chimed with another notification...
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
