8 – Be a Charming Bastard
The person in charge: [Probably a guy, his profile picture is the most basic default one.
Ah, that’s not important. The most important thing is, he charges a hundred per hour.
]
Huo Songjin decisively replied: [Okay.
]
After Lin Yaojia finished applying for a WeChat account, she saw the message from the introducer.
[He agreed, here’s his WeChat ID.
]
Followed by a QR code.
Lin Yaojia raised an eyebrow, carefully communicated with the introducer for a while, paid a portion of the deposit first, and agreed to settle the rest at the end of the month.
Before adding him on WeChat, Lin Yaojia paused, suddenly remembering something important.
She had met Huo Songjin before, and Huo Songjin had heard her voice.
This was a bit tricky.
She ruffled her hair, thinking for a moment.
Half a minute later, 998, curled up on the desk, saw her suddenly straighten up, her eyes lighting up.
Clearly, she had thought of a solution.
998: [You have a plan?]
[Mhm.
] Lin Yaojia’s eyes curved slightly upward, looking quite pleased.
998 jumped onto her shoulder, watching as she opened her phone and searched for “voice changer” on Taobao.
[…You plan to trick him by changing your voice?] 998 asked hesitantly.
Lin Yaojia flicked it with her finger, correcting its wording: [This is what I call a white lie.
]
998 remembered how a certain big shot later became unstoppable, and its entire body bristled with fur.
But Lin Yaojia was still smug about her plan, humming a little tune and rocking in her chair.
998 silently lit an incense stick for her.
While selecting the style, Lin Yaojia’s movements paused slightly.
She suddenly realized there was even an option to change from female to male.
Wouldn’t it be a better choice to pretend to be a guy and become buddies with Big Shot Huo?
So, after going out to ask her brother for the address of their Beijing residence, Lin Yaojia quickly placed the order.
998 covered its face.
Once someone decides to court disaster, no one can stop them.
Ten minutes later, Lin Yaojia successfully found a desirable male profile picture on Weibo.
The guy had a cigarette in his mouth, standing by the sea, looking disheveled.
After doing this, she also changed her personal signature.
Perfect.
After checking everything once, she added Huo Songjin on WeChat.
Huo Songjin’s profile picture was very handsome—a young man sitting on a motorcycle, one foot on the ground, shot from above to make his legs look long, holding a helmet in his arms.
The night was dim, but his silver hair was strikingly eye-catching, accentuating the sharp and smooth line of his jaw.
It was unmistakably Huo Songjin himself.
“Damn…”
Lin Yaojia was silent for a long time before turning to 998 and saying: [His profile picture is cooler than mine.
]
998: […]
After sending the friend request, Lin Yaojia waited for half an hour but still didn’t receive Huo Songjin’s acceptance.
Drowsiness washed over her, she yawned, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
Unbeknownst to her, a certain big shot in the opposite room was tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
On his phone screen were Lin Yaojia’s profile picture and personal signature.
The personal signature read: Be a scoundrel, wild and charming.
Lin Jingbei was a bit worried.
His little sister seemed to be a punk…
At a bar in Beijing.
Huo Songjin, feeling tipsy, opened the new friend request information.
—Bro, I’m the one looking for you as a gaming buddy.
His gaze slowly moved upward.
WeChat name: Be Her Hero.
“…”
His Adam’s apple bobbed, he pinched the bridge of his nose, and accepted the friend request.
Afterward, the feeling of nausea became unbearable, and he pushed through the crowd to the restroom sink.
He vomited for a while, but nothing came out except alcohol.
His temples throbbed painfully.
His trip to Yicheng was not particularly welcomed by the Ye family.
The Ye family was not well-off, living in a cramped residential building.
Both Mr. and Mrs. Ye were honest, simple people, and their younger brother was quiet, always clutching a toy car in the sandpit without saying a word, secretly watching him.
Huo Songjin stood out like a sore thumb among them.
He was tall, and his looks clearly took after the best features of Mr. and Mrs. Ye—handsome and striking.
He carried the dignified air of a young master from a wealthy family.
When Mr. and Mrs. Ye spoke to him, they were timid and cautious, as if treating some important figure.
Huo Songjin couldn’t stand it and returned after just two days. His school registration was still in the capital and hadn’t been transferred back.
He was already in his second year of high school, just one year away from adulthood.
By then, he would be his own person.
A flood of negative emotions overwhelmed him. He washed his face, and the basin filled with black water.
Huo Songjin paused, then bent down and washed his hair thoroughly.
The black gradually faded, revealing silver hair underneath.
Without bothering to dry his dripping hair, he straightened up and walked outside.
Though only seventeen, his body was already well-developed. The water dripped down, soaking his shirt.
The boy’s chiseled abs were eye-catching, attracting many beautiful women who tried to approach him.
Huo Songjin didn’t even glance their way, striding straight out of the bar.
Early the next morning.
Lin Yaojia returned to the capital with Lin Jingbei.
The Lin family residence was located in the most famous villa district in the capital. The car slowly stopped in front of Villa No. 19.
Even through the car window, she could see Lin Fu and Lin Mu standing at the door, eagerly waiting.
Lin Yaojia was momentarily stunned.
In truth, her memories of her parents were faint. She only remembered them as two gentle people who had passed away when she was six.
Thus, Lin Yaojia had no experience interacting with parents.
Seeing the kind and gentle expressions of the couple, an inexplicable timidity welled up in her heart.
“Don’t be afraid.”
At that moment, Lin Jingbei patted her head, offering her some support.
“Mm.” Lin Yaojia curved her lips into a smile.
Though her personality was unpleasant and her temper fiery, she had a very sweet-looking face.
Her deer-like eyes were round and bright, her nose delicate, her lips full and crimson, and her cheeks still retained a hint of baby fat, giving them a soft, rounded curve.
When she smiled, she looked sweet and well-behaved.
This greatly satisfied Lin Jingbei’s desire to be a protective older brother. He softened his voice, “I’ll go down with you.”
“Okay.”
Lin Yaojia nodded. As soon as she stepped out of the car, she was pulled into a soft embrace.
The woman wore a cheongsam, its satin fabric exquisite and smooth.
She carried a faint scent of roses.
“My Yaoyao is finally better… my Yaoyao…”
Her voice trembled with barely concealed tears. Lin Yaojia paused and struggled to look up.
It was a face that bore a fifty percent resemblance to hers, though slightly more stunningly beautiful.
“Mom.” Lin Yaojia called out softly, and Lin Mu burst into even more emotional tears.
Lin Yaojia felt somewhat at a loss.
Lin Fu stepped over and wrapped an arm around his wife, comforting her, “Darling, let’s go inside first. Don’t scare Yaoyao.”
“Right, right.” Lin Mu wiped the corners of her eyes and nodded hurriedly.
The Lin family’s interior design leaned toward a Chinese style.
Lin Mu pulled a pair of pink slippers from the shoe cabinet, smiling as she said, “I prepared these for you.”
“Thank you, Mom.”
Lin Yaojia also noticed a pair of blue slippers in the shoe cabinet that no one was wearing.
Lin Fu and Lin Mu wore white ones, while Lin Jingbei wore green ones.
The servants’ slippers were stored in a separate shoe cabinet nearby.
Lin Yaojia guessed that the remaining pair must belong to her cheap younger brother.
Lin Jingbei took a sip of water while sitting on the sofa and asked, “Where has Lin Ci run off to?”
Aunt Chen, who was wiping her tears, replied, “The young master hasn’t come back since last night.”