Chapter 22 - Hmph, An Interesting Woman

[A lonely day today. It’s my day off.]

[Why did the boss ask me to accompany her to buy clothes? This old woman, seriously.]

[Sigh, poor Ye Aotian. You probably don’t even know that someone’s investigating you.]

[I wonder how far you’ve progressed. I’m a bit concerned about you. Hurry up and kill Li Long so we can start the plot.]

[Please, work harder. Don’t disappoint me.]

After casually venting his thoughts, Chen Fan’s primary goal was to receive his reward.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully uploading the diary.]

[Congratulations, host, you have received the ancient martial art: Wudang Cloud Ladder Step (梯云纵, Tīyún Zòng).]

[Ding! Congratulations, host. Not only have your kidneys gotten stronger, but you’ve also gained more muscle. You can now become a hunk.]

Screw you!

After several days of uploading the diary, Chen Fan didn’t get any further boosts to his appearance this time. Instead, he received a light-footed martial art skill.

As the saying goes, “With Wudang Cloud Ladder Step, walking becomes effortless.”

Chen Fan could vaguely feel as if he could almost fly. However, this didn’t change the fact that he was still stuck as a shopping companion today.

After finishing their morning tasks at work, Chen Fan and Jin Lan headed to the mall in the afternoon. This time, Jin Lan didn’t walk ahead of Chen Fan but instead stood next to him.

“What kind of clothes do you think I should buy?”

“I … I don’t know. I think anything you wear looks good on you, boss.”

Wear whatever you like. You’re not even going to show it to me, so why ask?

Jin Lan said, “Sigh, no sense of direction. Lately, Xiao Chen, you haven’t been very motivated at work. I don’t mind if you like girls or are pursuing Lin Qingyue; that’s your freedom.”

Cold sweat started to form on Chen Fan’s back.

“But letting your pursuit of girls affect your work? That’s not acceptable.”

Chen Fan quickly pointed to a nearby shop and said, “I think that store is pretty good. These clothes would suit you perfectly.”

Jin Lan nodded and walked right in.

Chen Fan followed her in, and Jin Lan began picking out clothes one by one.

At Jin Lan’s age, especially as someone working in a professional environment, she couldn’t choose the trendy, common styles.

For example, evening gowns or simple white dresses weren’t her style—they wouldn’t project authority. Instead, she chose a floral dress. This kind of dress could either enhance confidence if you were proud of your figure, or, if you lacked confidence, it could age you by ten years.

While Jin Lan was in the fitting room, Chen Fan took out his phone and started playing around out of boredom.

No events happening was pure bliss for Chen Fan.

Meanwhile, Ye Aotian wasn’t so lucky. Early in the morning, he received news from his investigation and soon made his way to Lin Real Estate.

This time, he planned to show off his skills.

One of the protagonist’s passive traits was that wherever he went, there are always people who looked down on him.

Naturally, at Lin Real Estate, the manager didn’t pay much attention to Ye Aotian.

In classic novel fashion, the manager assumed Ye Aotian couldn’t afford the property. This led to a heated argument between Ye Aotian and the manager.

Their bickering soon caught Lin Qingyue’s attention. Standing on the second floor, she looked down at Ye Aotian on the first floor.

Ye Aotian glanced up at Lin Qingyue and flashed a devilish grin.

That expression reeked of overconfidence.

His lips curled slightly.

Hmm, slanted lips—this guy’s lips are crooked!

[Hahahahaha!]

Lin Qingyue, standing on the second floor, saw these words suddenly pop up in the diary and felt black lines of frustration appear on her forehead.

What is this guy planning to write now?

[His lips curled slightly, with an evil smile. Honestly, I really don’t understand what kind of expression this is. Can humans even make this expression?]

[What’s even funnier is that Lin Qingyue actually thinks it’s somewhat attractive. Pfft, hahaha!]

[Not only are her morals messed up, but her taste in aesthetics is skewed too. I’m dying of laughter here.]

Lin Qingyue waved her hand and said, “Who is that person, and what kind of training did we give the staff here?”

“Boss, that’s your relative—your second uncle.”

Lin Qingyue slowly realized what was happening. Since taking over Lin Real Estate, no matter how hard she worked, she couldn’t make the company as successful as she wanted.

Moreover, Chen Fan’s diary indicated that Ye Aotian would come in with capital to save the day. In other words, if he was going to save the company, there had to be a significant financial crisis.

So, today, Lin Qingyue decided to do a little investigating.

On a stormy day like this, coming to buy property? Lin Qingyue wasn’t a fool. It was obvious Ye Aotian wanted to get close to her and pursue her.

But she didn’t expect him to get into a fight with the manager.

“Boss … what should we do …”

“It’s fine. Tell my second uncle to go home and rest. Replace him with someone else.”

“Uh … Boss, aren’t you going to check on Ye Aotian?”

“Are we close or something?”

“No … I was just talking nonsense.”

In the secretary’s eyes, Ye Aotian seemed a bit better than Chen Fan. He gave off a more pleasing and confident vibe.

As for Chen Fan, she thought he was arrogant, overbearing, and reckless.

“Show me the company’s financial reports later. I need to see where the problem lies.”

“Yes, boss.”

After handling this, Lin Qingyue thought for a moment and walked downstairs. Since the plot demanded that she interact with Ye Aotian, fine, she wouldn’t back down. Why should she follow the plot anyway?

She walked directly up to Ye Aotian.

“Hello, beauty. We meet again.”

“Are you here to buy a house?”

“Of course. Why, do I not look like someone who can afford one?”

“Whether you can afford it or not is none of my business. If you want to buy, just buy. Don’t hang around here like you’re looking for trouble. I can’t stand people who act fake.”

With that, she turned around and walked away.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om