Yaoyao was truly forever young and forever sharp-tongued.
Right off the bat, without a second thought, she unleashed a torrent of "slightly refined" trash talk at Huang Feiya.
They had grown up together in the same school; they knew each other inside out.
Huang Feiya didn't take Shen Buyao's words to heart at all.
Instead, she sized up Shen Buyao's outfit with great interest.
As the saying goes.
A woman dresses to please her admirer.
It was rare to see Shen Buyao dressed up so formally.
Moreover, she was out with a male friend.
For the longest time, rumors had circulated in their peer circle that Shen Buyao wasn't into men.
That was supposedly why she would fly off the handle whenever she interacted with them.
Her attitude towards the occasional suitor that popped up was also extremely hostile.
Huang Feiya had even believed it for a period of time.
But looking at her now...
It seemed the rumors weren't quite accurate.
With just one glance.
Huang Feiya saw right through Shen Buyao's intentions.
"What are you looking at? I'm not the type to wear revealing clothes!"
Shen Buyao deliberately emphasized this, as if afraid Lin Yu wouldn't hear her.
Lin Yu: "..."
This was why people said Yaoyao wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed!
Did Huang Feiya's appraising gaze really mean what she thought it meant?
It was obvious that Huang Feiya just found her deliberate dressing up today highly unusual!
Yet, instead of realizing that.
Shen Buyao practically handed the clues to Huang Feiya on a silver platter, even making pointed remarks for Lin Yu's benefit.
Did Lin Yu need her to tell him if her clothes were revealing or not?
It wasn't like he was blind!
It was one thing for her to choose not to wear revealing clothes, but she just had to take a jab at someone else's freedom to dress as they pleased.
If everyone dressed like Antique Sister, who would there be left to look at?
Huang Feiya shook her head and responded with a smile:
"Yaoyao, your outfit today is very pretty. It suits your temperament perfectly."
Despite the compliment, Shen Buyao still couldn't bring herself to smile.
The more elegant and poised Huang Feiya acted, the more it proved she was trying to maintain a good image in front of Lin Yu.
Didn't that mean...
She really did harbor ulterior motives towards Lin Yu!
Watching the extremely ungraceful dynamic of the conversation between the two women.
Lin Yu sighed inwardly.
In terms of level and scheming.
Pansi Immortal completely outclassed Antique Sister!
If he let them keep going, Antique Sister would only end up silently sulking even more.
Lin Yu quickly stepped in to interrupt, steering the conversation back on track:
"Miss Huang, inside are the three auction items I've prepared."
"As for the handover and inspecting the quality, let's wait until we get to the Guihang Auction House."
"For now, I'll hand them over to you. As agreed, you'll be in charge of keeping them safe."
As he spoke.
Lin Yu offered the backpack to Huang Feiya.
According to the rules of their trade, before an official handover began.
An appraiser wouldn't dare casually accept a client's items, for fear of causing damage and unnecessary disputes.
Furthermore.
What Lin Yu was handing over was a backpack!
There was no telling what was actually inside.
If Lin Yu was trying to pull a fast one.
And the backpack contained broken or damaged antiques, the blame would fall entirely on Huang Feiya.
Unexpectedly.
Huang Feiya didn't hesitate in the slightest and took the backpack directly.
Such a gesture truly made one think highly of her.
However...
"Huang Feiya, do you have any common sense at all? You're just going to take it like that?"
"Do you even know if there are three intact antiques inside before accepting it?"
"And here I thought you were a professional!"
Holding the backpack in her arms, Huang Feiya smiled and prepared to speak.
But Lin Yu beat her to the punch and spoke first:
"Yaoyao, are you implying..."
"That I'm deliberately setting a trap to frame Miss Huang?"
Shen Buyao was instantly dumbfounded.
She stammered:
"I didn't... I meant... I..."
"Ugh, I really didn't mean that!"
After clumsily trying to explain herself, she suddenly realized her logic was flawed.
That wasn't what she meant at all!
She just wanted to take a dig at Huang Feiya for being unprofessional.
But following Lin Yu's logic, it really sounded like she didn't trust him.
From a professional standpoint, Huang Feiya was in the wrong.
But damn it, on a psychological level, she had completely won the upper hand.
Lin Yu waved his hand helplessly: "..."
How could he not know what Shen Buyao meant?
It was better for him to step in and "reprimand" her than to let Huang Feiya tear into her.
If Lin Yu hadn't spoken up.
Huang Feiya would have instantly destroyed her with a simple, "I trust Boss Lin."
He really didn't know how Yaoyao's little brain had managed to run the Wubao Pavilion for so many years.
Was it purely by the sheer force of her bluster?
Still maintaining her poised demeanor, Huang Feiya gestured toward the black Panamera parked by the roadside and said:
"Leaving the auction items in my care won't be a problem."
"Please get in the car, both of you. Shall we head back to the Guihang Auction House together?"
...
The ride in the four-seater imported luxury car was rather underwhelming.
The only person truly enjoying it was probably the driver.
At least for Lin Yu, who was sitting in the back, there was barely enough room to stretch his legs!
Compared to the spacious backseat of Sister Curator's G-Wagon, this was a massive downgrade.
But he had no choice but to sit in the back!
If he had been oblivious enough to take the front passenger seat, Yaoyao would have been extremely upset.
Offering her the front seat was his way of giving her a little sweet treat after lightly reprimanding her.
Inside the car.
Huang Feiya took the initiative to strike up a conversation:
"Boss Lin, when we do the handover and appraisal later, Auntie and my dad will both be present."
"If everything goes smoothly, I'll book a restaurant for lunch. How about we grab a bite together?"
Lin Yu truly admired Huang Feiya's relentless persistence.
They had already discussed the lunch invitation on WeChat beforehand.
At the time.
Lin Yu had given a very direct reply, politely declining Huang Feiya's offer.
Bringing it up again now, it didn't sound like a mere pleasantry at all.
She was clearly trying again, hoping to seize the opportunity.
He had already made plans to have lunch with Xia Yiwei, and he wasn't about to do something as low-class as standing her up.
Not to mention.
Shen Buyao, sitting in the passenger seat, had her ears perked up, listening intently.
She was dying to hear how Lin Yu would respond.
If he really went to eat with her, wouldn't he have to bring Yaoyao along?
How could anyone enjoy a meal in peace like that!
"Let's grab a meal another time when we have the chance. I'm actually quite busy today."
"Once I see Sister Hong and Uncle Huang later, I'll say my hellos and head back."
"As for the rest, including the auction and pricing, you can discuss them directly with Yaoyao."
"Her thoughts represent my thoughts. If she thinks the price is fine, then it's fine."
"Don't bother me with the details. I trust Yaoyao's professional judgment."
[Ding!]
[God-tier operation! The Holy Son's complete trust has made his Dao Companion feel incredibly joyous!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Shen Buyao whipped her head around: "!!!"
Before they left the house, Lin Yu and Shen Buyao hadn't discussed this at all.
This...
This was an unbelievable amount of trust!
If Lin Yu had said this earlier, what reason would Shen Buyao have to be so tense?
Didn't this mean that Lin Yu trusted her so implicitly that he was willing to give her full authority over the matter!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
