Lin Yingyue: !!! What the hell is this?
That profile picture is a crying Shiba Inu, very much Zhong Mu's style...
Could it be Zhong Mu?
Then she just told Song Zeqian that she was close with this person—wasn't that asking for death!
Cuckolding someone to their face? She wasn't tired of living yet.
Lin Yingyue awkwardly started to weasel out of it, "I don't know this person, I accidentally clicked in."
Song Zeqian's gaze swept across her face for a moment, then he smiled.
Under the table, his knuckles were white from clenching his fists, yet on the surface, his demeanor was as warm as a spring breeze.
He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up.
Lin Yingyue sat on his thigh, her back against the office desk.
Song Zeqian pinched the girl's chin, his voice carrying a trace of coldness.
"Don't be nervous, I'm your boyfriend, not some bad guy who locks you away from freedom.
Baby is outstanding, it's normal for many people to pursue Baby. Baby doesn't need to lie to me. I won't care about these people; they can't even catch Baby's eye, right?"
Lin Yingyue was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
Song Zeqian was actually quite reasonable. It seemed she had been measuring him with her own mean heart.
Song Zeqian rubbed her soft lips with his thumb, "Baby is so obedient."
In a place where Lin Yingyue couldn't see, Song Zeqian's smile gradually froze, replaced by a chilling coldness.
Hilarious, what reasonable? It was all an act.
If there really was some blind person who dared to pursue Lin Yingyue, he would make sure that person regretted ever coming to Linhai City for the rest of their life.
Early the next morning, the alarm clock rang.
After washing up, Lin Yingyue went downstairs for breakfast.
Only Song Zeqian was in the dining room, with several breakfast dishes laid out in front of him.
"I forgot to ask what you like to eat, so I had them make one of everything."
The Song family had a dedicated chef, covering both Western and Chinese cuisine.
Lin Yingyue picked up a golden fried dough stick and put it in her mouth.
Crisp and crunchy, with a thin layer of sugar frosting.
It was so much better than the ones she bought on the street.
She couldn't eat any more after two fried dough sticks.
Song Zeqian frowned, "That little?"
Lin Yingyue wasn't pretending to be ladylike by eating so little; it was because she had been malnourished before, shrinking her stomach.
"Yeah, I have a small appetite."
The person across from her pushed a meal plan over to Lin Yingyue.
Confused, Lin Yingyue picked it up and looked, discovering it outlined five meals a day for her, along with all sorts of delicious food.
"Since you can't eat much at one time, then eat small meals more often. Get your body in shape."
As he spoke, he handed Lin Yingyue a small bag.
Lin Yingyue opened it to find various snacks and colorful vitamin candies she'd never seen before.
Suddenly, she felt that Song Zeqian seemed like a pretty decent person.
"Too skinny... when... it'll poke out the xz."
Lin Yingyue: !!!
What nonsense was he spouting?
At the moment he said that, she happened to be drinking soy milk.
A mouthful of soy milk got stuck in her throat, unable to go up or down.
Lin Yingyue instantly covered her mouth and coughed uncontrollably.
Song Zeqian patted her back to help her catch her breath.
Once she calmed down, Lin Yingyue silently rolled her eyes.
Sure enough, a leopard can't change its spots. She took back what she said about praising Song Zeqian!
Song Zeqian just smiled, as if he hadn't noticed.
"In a bit, let Uncle Li drive you to school. I have a meeting in the morning, so I won't take you."
Lin Yingyue nodded: "Okay, Da... Song Zeqian, goodbye."
The first time she called him by his name directly to his face, Lin Yingyue felt awkward.
Her words came out one by one, stiff and unnatural.
But Song Zeqian raised an eyebrow slightly, his eyes darkening.
It was just a simple address, but coming from her lips, it somehow...
"By the way, don't you have anything to instruct me?"
This question left Lin Yingyue confused.
What could she possibly instruct?
"No."
Song Zeqian took out a piece of paper, "This is what Aunt Zhang found when she cleaned your room."
Lin Yingyue took it and looked, immediately jumping out of her skin.
【New Era Male Virtue Code:
Article 1: Do not expose arms, legs, or Adam's apple when going out; only show them to me at home.
Article 2: No women aged 3 to 80 on WeChat; if there are, delete them.
Article 3: Must report whereabouts more than ten times each morning and evening; no overnight stays without permission.
Article 4: Hand over all salary cards; private savings cannot exceed one hundred yuan.
Article 5: Phone must never be set to silent; my calls must be answered within 3 seconds. 】
Lin Yingyue stared at the paper covered in writing, her face instantly turning red, all the way to her ears.
Th-this was the one she had secretly written before, wasn't it?
She clearly remembered hiding it very well!
Song Zeqian leaned against the doorframe, watching her with a half-smile: "Pretty comprehensive."
Lin Yingyue crumpled the paper into a ball, threw it into the trash, and gave a dry laugh:
"This is something Su Xiaoxiao scavenged from outside! She said she was going to post it in the dorm to warn her roommate's weird boyfriend; I don't know how it ended up in my room!"
"Is that so."
Song Zeqian's tone didn't betray whether he believed it or not.
"Really, go to your meeting now! Don't be late!"
Song Zeqian's eyes held something Lin Yingyue couldn't understand.
Very complex.
But in the end, he turned and walked away.
As he reached the door, he didn't forget to remind her.
"If you miss me, you can call me anytime."
"Mm."
Seeing her agree, Song Zeqian stepped out.
Lin Yingyue thought he was probably just being polite as a boyfriend.
Well-bred aristocratic children always put up a good front.
Back when she was chasing Song Zeqian, she used to call him often.
Although Song Zeqian always answered quickly, his reaction was always very indifferent.
Later, Rong Yue often came around to hint and warn her that her cousin was very busy with work and that she shouldn't keep bothering him with trivial matters.
In the original plot, after Lin Yingyue latched onto Song Zeqian, she was afraid he would run away. So she wanted to check up on him eight hundred times a day.
She ordered Song Zeqian not to silence his phone even during meetings.
Of course, everyone treasured a high-quality man like him.
Especially since she got him through dishonorable means.
The result was that Song Zeqian's work was delayed several times because of these calls, and the Song family council had absolutely no goodwill toward Lin Yingyue.
Lin Yingyue wasn't about to repeat the same mistake. Delaying a workaholic's job? That was like messing with the god of death himself!
She checked the time; it was only seven.
Her class wasn't until ten in the morning, so no rush.
After breakfast, she returned to her room, took out her English vocabulary book, and prepared to memorize some words.
She lowered her head and continued memorizing.
After about half an hour, her phone suddenly vibrated several times.
Since she had mentioned looking for a part-time job last time, Lin Yingyue thought it was Su Xiaoxiao, so she picked it up and looked.
It was a message from an unknown number.
【Good girl, has it been handled? 】
【With your figure and pretty face, wearing some lingerie, which man wouldn't like it?
Those rich people hate trouble the most. You sleep with him, then pretend to be pregnant. He'll definitely fork over the hush money obediently. 】
Lin Yingyue stared at the lines, a coldness gradually rising in her eyes.
No need to guess who this was.
Definitely her father, Lin Jianguo.
Lin Jianguo was deeply in debt from gambling. To avoid creditors, he often switched SIM cards and had many phone numbers.
He usually treated her like nothing, but whenever he needed money, he suddenly remembered her!
Even if this kind of godly person took her to court, she wouldn't have to support him!
Although "Lin Yingyue" and "sucker" both have three characters, that didn't mean she would obediently be a scapegoat.
He actually wanted her to fake a pregnancy. Did he think rich people were idiots? Song Zeqian had money and power; a simple PR move and the public would blame her, Lin Yingyue.
Then everyone would know it was her who drugged and seduced Song Zeqian, and she'd probably soon be enjoying a nice prison sentence with iron bars.
Lin Jianguo really wanted to ruin her reputation, didn't he!
Lin Yingyue typed expressionlessly.
【No. 】
After sending the message, she also messaged her grandmother.
【Is the house deed hidden properly? I'm afraid Lin Jianguo will get ideas about the house. 】
Grandmother replied: 【As you said, already put away safely. 】
Receiving the response, Lin Yingyue breathed a sigh of relief.
She smoothly blocked Lin Jianguo's number.
Then she set her phone to silent and tossed it aside, continuing to memorize words.
Anyway, she was living at the Song residence now, so Lin Jianguo had no chance to come in and bother her.
When she got to school for class, she discovered that Song Zeqian had sent her a message.
【What are you doing? Why aren't you answering the phone? 】
Lin Yingyue typed:
【There were a lot of spam messages, so I put my phone on silent. I'm going to class now. Did you call for something? 】
Song Zeqian: 【Just checking if you missed me. 】
Lin Yingyue: ?
Why did she feel like she was looking at a peacock flaunting its feathers?
This made her miss noting down a knowledge point.
So she replied irritably: 【No. 】
Song Zeqian replied with a sticker of a stick figure covering itself with a blanket and crying.
Lin Yingyue then sent a sticker of a bunny shooting a love heart.
Thinking she had appeased him, she started listening attentively to the lecture.
Lin Yingyue found a seat near the back, ready to work on mathematical analysis.
Just as she sat down and opened her exercise book, a passive-aggressive voice came from behind.
"Taking a luxury car to and from school every day, not living in the dorm. Found some sleazy old man to latch onto, huh?"
Lin Yingyue turned around to look; it was Zhao Shuyuan from the next class.
"Zhao Shuyuan, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Su Xiaoxiao had just sneaked in through the back door, and hearing this, she also frowned.
"Zhao Shuyuan, did you not brush your teeth this morning? Your mouth stinks!"
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