Youth is a wonderful thing.
Li Qianfan had been exhausted like a dog last night, but after a deep sleep throughout the morning, he felt fully recharged the moment he opened his eyes. Only his throat felt a bit rough, and his nose wasn't entirely clear.
He could distinctly feel that he was different from before.
He couldn't quite articulate how he was different.
But he was certain that a surge of indescribable pride was swelling within him.
Even though he knew, deep down, that he shouldn't feel this way.
Firstly, his pride was built upon another's suffering.
Secondly, he had wronged Su Ziyu.
Yet, why did he feel no guilt whatsoever?
This question was entirely unimportant.
Li Qianfan just wanted to share this matter with his best friend.
Ruhua immediately replied: "Proof is in the pudding. Otherwise, it's just talk."
"Damn it, how could there be proof for something like this?"
Li Qianfan cursed, "Besides, even if there were, I wouldn't show it to you."
Ruhua asked: "Why not? Days ago, when you were bullying those two women (Chu Yazhi and Murong Mingyuan) at that villa, you even did a video call."
"That was different."
Li Qianfan answered truthfully: "That time, I didn't treat those two women as human beings."
Ruhua asked: "You're not lying to me? Your friend really got that undercover agent?"
Li Qianfan boasted smugly: "Absolutely. And the two of them even became friends."
Ruhua said: "Then hurry up and transfer the money to your buddy, no messing around!"
*Tch.*
Li Qianfan, who was clearly happy despite losing the bet, let out a scoff and quickly transferred ten thousand yuan to Ruhua.
Only after Ruhua had Pocketed the ten thousand yuan did Li Qianfan begin to seek his advice: "Old friend, what should my friend do next after dealing with the undercover agent? Should he tell that shrew who's trying to force him to marry, or should he completely break ties and kick her out?"
Ruhua countered: "What does your friend think?"
Li Qianfan thought for a moment and typed: "Before last night, my friend's mind was filled with the idea of telling that shrew immediately after dealing with her. But this morning, when he tried to contact the shrew several times, all he saw was the undercover agent in tears, urging him to take care of himself, especially not to take cold showers. He started to hesitate, unable to bear the thought of hurting her again. Sigh, I'm worried for my friend."
Ruhua said: "Actually, it's best if your friend doesn't get involved. Let the undercover agent handle it. After being dealt with, her mission has failed. She'll definitely consider how to explain it to her family."
Li Qianfan pondered and typed: "What if she doesn't say anything?"
Ruhua asked: "Give her a deadline. If she doesn't say anything, then you contact that shrew."
"Okay."
Li Qianfan nodded: "That can be done. But my friend feels some guilt towards the undercover agent now. He didn't expect her to be a virgin. Even with all the valid reasons, she's now his woman. And, his first. Should he take responsibility for her?"
"Guilt? Responsibility?"
Ruhua said: "They pushed your friend that far, and he's still talking about this? Is he an idiot? If I were your friend, I'd only see her as an enemy, without any psychological burden. If you find her fun, go deal with her again tonight! She brought it upon herself, deserves to be dragged into the sorghum field."
"Right, right!"
Li Qianfan liked Ruhua more and more: "It is truly parents who give birth to me, but Ruhua who understands me."
After being enlightened by Ruhua, Li Qianfan felt as though the clouds had parted and the sky was clear, and he no longer felt conflicted.
Feeling mentally and physically at ease, he sent Ruhua a large red envelope of 168 yuan as a consultation fee.
Ruhua graciously accepted: "If you encounter any difficulties in the future, feel free to consult me. Especially regarding your friend and the undercover agent. I guarantee fair prices, no deception."
"No problem."
After ending the chat with Ruhua, Li Qianfan walked into the restroom.
Just as he was about to relieve himself, his throat itched, forcing him to cough.
He then realized his nose was even more congested than before.
No wonder smoking earlier hadn't felt the same.
Li Qianfan indeed had a body immune to poisons, but that didn't mean he could take a cold shower with impunity after breaking out in a sweat.
Simply put, he had caught a cold.
Li Qianfan didn't pay it much mind.
At 1:45 PM.
Li Qianfan strode into the conference room.
As soon as he entered, he looked towards the door.
Shen Yun, who had arrived five minutes before him, was still in her white shirt and black pencil skirt, sitting behind the table as usual.
Her left hand rested on a letter, her right hand held a pen, and her bare legs were crossed under the table. Even without any movement, the attendees subconsciously glanced over.
Even Old Su couldn't help but look seven or eight times.
Of course, Old Su's gaze was one of pure admiration.
In this regard, Father Su had mastered it perfectly.
At most, he secretly praised Little Shen's skin, which was incredibly flawless. He wondered why he hadn't noticed it before.
Shen Yun looked up, exchanged a quick glance with Li Qianfan, and then lowered her head.
The moment she lowered her head, she keenly noticed Li Qianfan's brow furrow slightly furrow.
She understood instantly: "He really doesn't like me sitting here without stockings, being looked at by other men."
Upon seeing Li Qianfan arrive, Old Su immediately announced the meeting had begun.
The theme of this meeting, besides celebrating the successful finalization of the Meng series Hanfu personally designed by Vice President Li, was to discuss the Women's Fashion Festival to be held at the exhibition center in three days.
A Women's Fashion Festival was a type of fashion festival, and like a car show, it was exceptionally popular.
The reason was simple: there were models to admire.
"Speaking of models—"
Old Su said this, picked up his cigarette case, and intended to light one.
The case was empty.
Old Su had a heavy smoking habit when he was away from home.
As he clicked his tongue, Shen Yun, who was sitting behind the door, quietly stood up and quickly walked out of the conference room.
It was evident.
Secretary Shen was going to her office to get cigarettes for President Su.
"Secretary Shen is not only stunning, her skin is like cream, she's capable, gentle, has a pleasant voice, and most importantly, she's incredibly perceptive."
Xie Wenxiu and the others thought this to themselves.
Old Su was naturally more pleased and looked at Li Qianfan: "The task of finding a modeling agency will be entrusted to Vice President Li."
That old bastard, I knew you'd say that.
Li Qianfan habitually cursed inwardly, then nodded: "Yes, President Su."
With his beloved son-in-law by his side, diligently obeying his commands, Old Su's job as president was incredibly pleasant.
Simply put: "Li Qianfan does the work, and the achievements belong to Old Su!"
Footsteps were heard from outside.
Everyone instinctively looked, and it was Secretary Shen, returning with cigarettes for Old Su.
However, her long legs, which made people's eyes go wide at a single glance, were now strictly encased in black stockings.
The vast majority of the men present felt a pang of disappointment.
Shen Yun placed the cigarettes on the table in front of Old Su, then turned and walked towards her seat. She glanced at Li Qianfan.
Li Qianfan appeared indifferent, as if he hadn't noticed Shen Yun wearing stockings at all.
Yet, he himself didn't realize that his previously furrowed brow had smoothed out the moment Shen Yun entered the room.
"Qianfan's subconscious has learned to be protective of its territory,"
Shen Yun said silently as she sat down.
Old Su, with a satisfied sigh, lit a cigarette and exhaled, blowing it directly towards Li Qianfan.
Upon smelling the smoke, Li Qianfan couldn't help but cough.
Old Su paused and asked: "What's wrong? Do you have a cold? Your voice sounds a bit off."
"I might have caught a chill last night, a slight fever."
Li Qianfan replied casually, his peripheral vision sweeping over Shen Yun.
Shen Yun's face was full of concern.
Old Su, still relying on his son-in-law to do his bidding, quickly said: "Go to the hospital and get some medicine, don't be a hero. Hurry!"
Without waiting for a reply, Old Su instructed Shen Yun: "Secretary Shen, please accompany Vice President Li to see a doctor."
"I'm fine—"
Li Qianfan waved his hand, but Shen Yun had already stood up: "Yes, President Su."
Xie Wenxiu and the others also urged Li Qianfan to go to the hospital.
With everyone showing so much concern, Li Qianfan couldn't refuse any longer.
They walked out of the conference room, one after the other.
As they walked towards the dormitory building, Li Qianfan, following a short distance behind Shen Yun, kept his eyes fixed on her retreating figure.
He found her posture when walking truly captivating!
Shen Yun suddenly stopped and turned back.
Li Qianfan quickly averted his gaze.
Shen Yun called out softly: "Coward! If you want to look, just look boldly. I've already been ruined by you, what are you so embarrassed about?"
Damn it.
Who was she calling a coward?
Li Qianfan was angry and glared at her fiercely.
Shen Yun, however, had already turned and continued walking.
Her gait seemed even more graceful.
"Give me your car keys."
Shen Yun approached the small Mini Cooper, turned, and asked for the keys. She frowned: "This morning, I advised you not to take a cold shower, but you wouldn't listen. If you do this again next time, I won't let you."
Let Li Qianfan what?
Her face flushed slightly. She snatched the keys from Li Qianfan's hand, opened the door, and got in.
Li Qianfan silently got into the car.
As the car drove out of the company gate, Shen Yun asked: "Which hospital?"
Li Qianfan said: "Let's go to Tianci Hospital. It's the best hospital nearby."
"Mm."
Shen Yun nodded, looking straight ahead, and said casually: "From now on, I'll wear stockings whenever I'm in public."