Chapter 115: She Didn’t Do Anything
Jin Shi Yue should have already gotten into the car.
Lian Li used her mobile phone to send him a WeChat message, informing him that the document was left at her place.
After sending it, she put the document with the kraft paper cover into the drawer for safekeeping.
Lian Li glanced at her mobile phone; Jin Shi Yue had not yet replied.
He just left, so he probably wouldn’t come to get it today.
Thinking this, she put down her mobile phone and decided to play a Steam game. The game was recommended by Shang Lingyu, a heavy gamer.
It’s a simulation management game, with no winning or losing, very laid-back. It mainly tells the story of a player who, tired of city life, returns to Zhezhen Town to inherit their grandfather’s farm, setting up a farm to grow vegetables and raise animals. What specific vegetables to grow and what animals to raise is entirely up to the player.
To earn money to renovate the farm, Lian Li also went mining, fished, and gave gifts to NPCs. In spring, she planted cherries; in summer, she grew hops to brew beer; in autumn, she planted pumpkins; and in winter, she aimed to unlock the greenhouse. Her schedule was organized and not boring.
The game is quite realistic; every tool is obtained through hard work. Lian Li unknowingly played until ten o’clock. She rolled her eyes, went mining, and had her farmer character go home to sleep.
After finishing the game, Lian Li took a bath. After her bath and drying her hair, she got into bed.
The bed sheets were new, and the bedding was also new, carrying a very faint scent of Floyd roses.
She turned off the bright overhead light, leaving only the warm-toned wall lamp. Her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, her mind empty.
Outside, the night was deep. It was midnight, and Cinderella’s clock struck.
Perhaps because she slept too much during the day, Lian Li wasn’t asleep yet. She turned on the bedroom’s Bluetooth speaker, connected a song with her mobile phone, and soon, melodious music slowly flowed through the quiet room.
It was an English song.
“Love is one big illusion, I should try to forget.”
“Love is one big illusion, I should try to forget.”
“But there is something left in my head.”
“But there is something left in my head.”
“You’re the one who set it up.”
“You’re the one who set it up.”
Dancing with the ethereal melody, moonlight flowed over the brilliant fireworks above the city. Light reflected light, and light drew her into dreams.
The next day, Lian Li woke up to find that Jin Shi Yue had replied, saying he would leave it with her for now.
Lian Li replied with a “Good.”
Today she had to go out to get her hair trimmed, as there was a concert performance in a couple of days.
The global chain hair salon originated from a British salon with a long history and is the designated styling brand for London Fashion Week. Every team member must possess professional skills and master the latest dyeing and cutting techniques.
Lian Li sat in the chair in the VIP room, letting the creative director Toy trim her hair, when she heard other people’s voices. She vaguely heard familiar titles.
Lian Li acted as if she hadn’t heard anything.
Toy stopped praising her hair and looked up to greet the newcomers: “President Duan, Miss Chen, Second Miss.”
“Why are we running into her again? Such bad luck during the New Year,” Chen Wei Qi complained, stomping her foot.
“Wei Qi, don’t say that,” Duan Shiqing’s distinctive voice reached Lian Li’s ears. “Miss Lian, what a coincidence. I didn’t expect to run into you here.”
Hearing her name, Lian Li turned her head slightly, a polite smile on her lips. “President Duan.”
Chen Wei Qi liked to hang out with her girlfriends, so coming to the salon was normal. But for Duan Shiqing to come in person was a bit of a surprise to Lian Li.
Given Jin Yan Ting’s status, he basically had a personal stylist come to his home for services and didn’t need to go out at all.
Duan Shiqing had beautiful chestnut-colored long hair and wore a highly designed, luxurious outfit made of expensive fabric, likely designed by herself.
Duan Shiqing subtly appraised Lian Li’s appearance.
Beyond her exceptionally beautiful looks, Lian Li’s temperament was even more captivating: gentle, calm, radiant as stars, with a faint smile always lingering in the corners of her eyes and brows.
It was difficult to dislike a girl with such a presence.
“Sister Shiqing, stay away from her.” After seating Duan Xingyu, Chen Wei Qi reminded Duan Shiqing.
Lian Li’s peripheral vision swept over Duan Xingyu, who was in a daze, and then passed over Chen Wei Qi without any change in expression.
The Chen family wanted to expand their influence in Hong Kong Island’s political circles and the mainland, so they arranged for the Third Miss Chen, Chen Shifei, to have a marriage alliance with Jin Zhengchuan, and the Second Young Master Chen to have a marriage alliance with Chen Wei Qi’s mother, Su Ying.
The Chen family in Hong Kong Island was involved in a wide range of industries, with hotels being one of their five major sectors. When Chen Wei Qi’s mother married the Second Young Master Chen, the head of the Chen family gifted the hotel sector to Su Ying, who later gave it to her precious daughter, Chen Wei Qi.
Chen Wei Qi, though not yet an adult, had already become famous in social circles. After all, in the entire upper society, which young lady could own a top luxury hotel at such a young age?
The hotel hired professional managers to run it, and Chen Wei Qi’s time was mostly spent on enjoyment. In her own words: “Isn’t the purpose of working hard to have wealth and power? I already have them, so why should I work hard? Why not eat, drink, and have fun? Isn’t that foolish?”
Every year, she received invitations from clubs, major brands, magazines, private organizations, and social groups to attend balls, banquets, fashion shows, and charity events. Coupled with dating men, her time was quite full. Chen Wei Qi owned half the world, and many stunning celebrities in the entertainment industry had fallen for her. She dated men like clockwork. Her other famous quote was: “Men are just for fun; if you don’t like them, you switch.”
Chen Wei Qi didn’t believe in celebrity couples, but she believed that Jin Yan Ting and Duan Shiqing were genuine.
Sijiucheng is a place where officials and nobles gather. The Jin family is at the pinnacle, and the power, wealth, and connections they possess cannot be fully described in a few words.
Not to mention the intricate relationships within the circle, just considering Jin Yan Ting as the heir of the Jin family, his appearance, character, family background, and abilities are all exceptionally outstanding. Even if Jin Yan Ting didn’t have a marriage alliance with Duan Shiqing, he would never marry Lian Li.
The eldest Miss Chen had always looked down on canaries since childhood.
Despite her disdain, Chen Wei Qi had never secretly tripped Lian Li. She had the arrogance of a young lady and disdained using underhanded tactics. However, she couldn’t win an argument with Lian Li verbally; when confronted face-to-face, Lian Li remained calm and collected, making her look like a ridiculous circus performer.
Chen Wei Qi was often so angered by Lian Li that she puffed up like a pufferfish, flustered.
Lian Li claimed to be innocent, stating she hadn’t done anything.
“Wei Qi, don’t be rude to Miss Lian,” Duan Shiqing admonished Chen Wei Qi gently, like a caring older sister.
Chen Wei Qi pouted and shut her mouth angrily.
Duan Xingyu, standing beside them, lowered her head and quietly flipped through the hairstyles recommended by the stylist.
Duan Shiqing turned to Lian Li and said, “I’m sorry, Wei Qi is spoiled and throws occasional tantrums.”
Lian Li smiled, “It’s alright.”
Seeing her composed demeanor, seemingly unaffected, Duan Shiqing felt a slight surprise.
Chen Wei Qi, feeling restless, quickly thought and said, “Sister Shiqing, aren’t you meeting Brother Yan Ting later? Just have him come here to pick you up!”
