Stealing confidential information for a rival company…
Could she be a spy sent by another company?
[Actually, you can't blame big brother. Although she's only been working for three months, her professional skills are truly impressive.]
[This time Qi Feng has really gone all out. They must have suffered such a huge loss from big brother last time that they came up with this dirty trick.]
Qi Feng?
Lin Yuhuan remembered that Qi Feng and Lin Corporation had always been at odds. Particularly in recent months, all the projects Qi Feng had set their sights on were successfully bid for by Lin Corporation.
Lin Yuhuan knew they would hold a grudge, but he never expected they would plant a spy right beside him.
Lin Yuhuan felt a surge of panic. Over these three months, as Zhou Nannan demonstrated excellent performance, he had indeed intended to let her handle more responsibilities.
Including recently, the core materials of Lin Corporation's most crucial project.
If what Lin Tingyue said was true, and Zhou Nannan stole those materials for Qi Feng, they could suffer an even bigger blow than Qi Feng did originally.
[Hey, why did big brother suddenly become so serious?Big brother looks so handsome like this, truly worthy of being my male model!]
Lin Yuhuan's rising smile froze. He cleared his throat lightly. Lin Tingyue asked, "Big brother, what's wrong?"
"Big brother is fine."
Did he really look like a male model?
Lin Yuhuan uncomfortably adjusted his suit.
[But come to think of it, if big brother doesn't know the secretary is a spy, he'll be heartbroken when he finds out the truth after the information is stolen. The little flame of love will just be extinguished like that.]
Lin Yuhuan thought, why wait until Zhou Nannan steals the confidential information? He would snuff out any spark between him and Zhou Nannan right now.
At the latest by tomorrow, he would have Zhou Nannan removed from the company. Lin Yuhuan sent a message to his assistant – to remove someone from the company, evidence was also needed.
After sending the message to his assistant, Lin Yuhuan said: "Tingyue, big brother has a meeting to attend soon, you…"
Lin Tingyue immediately stood up: "I'm leaving."
[All-English meetings are really too much for me.]
Lin Yuhuan watched Lin Tingyue's rapidly retreating back: "…"
Was it really that bad?
He thought it was fine, and besides, the meeting about to be held wasn't an all-English one anyway.
Zhou Nannan, carrying desserts, bumped into Lin Tingyue who was coming out of Lin Yuhuan's office. Zhou Nannan said: "Miss Lin, are you leaving?"
Lin Tingyue nodded.
After passing by Zhou Nannan, she sneakily returned to take the tea desserts from Zhou Nannan's hands. Smiling, she said: "Thank you, beautiful sister."
[Ahhhh beautiful sister, why did you have to become a spy!]
Zhou Nannan was momentarily stunned, "It's nothing, Miss Lin. Are you going downstairs now?"
"Yeah, I'm just going to wander around."
Lin Tingyue remembered that there was an entertainment company under Lin Corporation in this office building.
This entertainment company mainly promoted trainees, and right now was when the trainees would be dancing.
Lin Tingyue planned to sneak over and watch the handsome guys dance.
Handsome guys, handsome guys! After finishing her desserts, Lin Tingyue rubbed her hands together in anticipation while in the elevator. When the elevator doors opened, Lin Tingyue stepped out but bumped into something both soft and hard.
[What is this???]
Lin Tingyue covered her forehead and looked up, seeing Ying An.
Ying An looked at her with concern, "Miss Lin, are you alright?"
Lin Tingyue shook her head, "I'm fine."
But…
Lin Tingyue began re-examining what she had just bumped into. Given her height, she must have collided with Ying An's well-developed pectoral muscles.
【So this is what such impressive pectoral muscles feel like? Surprisingly soft?】
Ying An: "…"
Lin Tingyue unabashedly studied Ying An's… pectoral muscles.
Ying An tugged at the collar of his white shirt, his ears turning red as he said, "Miss Lin, could you…"
"Could I what?" Lin Tingyue looked at Ying An with a puzzled expression.
【Huh? Why are his ears red?】
Ying An wished he could cover his flushed ears. Meeting Lin Tingyue's curved eyes, he said, "Never mind. What brings you here today, Miss Lin?"
"This seems to be our Lin Family's property…"
Ying An nodded, "Indeed it is the Lin Family's property. So are you here for an inspection?"
【Inspection???】
【That sounds quite impressive.】
Lin Tingyue straightened her posture and said seriously, "Yes, exactly. I'm here for an inspection."
"Would you like me to show you around then?"
Receiving no response, Ying An turned his head and realized Lin Tingyue had somehow moved close to his face. His heartbeat skipped a beat as Lin Tingyue asked, "So you've actually signed with the Lin Family's company too?"
"No, Miss Lin. Our Ying Family has its own entertainment company. I just happened to be passing by."
"What a coincidence."
Looking at Lin Tingyue's slightly flushed face, Ying An's voice grew somewhat hoarse, "Yes, what a coincidence."
Ying An and Lin Tingyue walked further into the company together. Learning that Lin Tingyue wanted to watch the trainees dance, Ying An brought her to the dance practice room.
The practice room used one-way glass, allowing people outside to observe every movement inside, while those inside only saw mirrors.
Lin Tingyue rested her chin in her hands and began appreciating the view, while Ying An stood silently nearby, not disturbing her evident enjoyment.
So Miss Lin enjoys watching people dance?
Ying An had always been physically stiff since childhood. After deciding to focus on acting, he never touched dancing again. If Miss Lin likes it though…
【Why does it feel so dry?】
【Is their dancing poor, or is it because I can't hear the music?】
【And why do they all seem so… frail?】
【They'd lose even in a fight, let alone a survival show.】
【Where are the abs? Where are the pectoral muscles?】
Huh?
Ying An froze, then looked down at himself, suddenly feeling he still had some advantages.
Advantages… What was he thinking? Why would he need advantages in front of Miss Lin?
Lin Tingyue gradually lost interest and said, "Let's go."
"Alright."
Just as they were about to leave, the class ended. The dance room door opened, and people filed out. Many noticed Lin Tingyue and Ying An outside.
"Hey, are they someone's fans?"
"Are you crazy? This is the company – where would fans come from?"
"There are so many staff in this office building who can come and go freely. Maybe someone skipped work just to support me."
"You should be careful. This building doesn't just have staff – there are bosses here too."
"Oh my, there aren't that many wealthy ladies around these days."
The wealthy lady in question, Lin Tingyue: ?
Though she didn't have a billion, she certainly had tens of millions.
[Who's this arrogant person?]
[Claiming they'd rather skip work just to support you—how conceited! In this world, the only thing that deserves wholehearted support is money!]
[I live for money, I die for money, I'd smash my head against a wall for money!]
Cen Fang approached Lin Tingyue because he suspected she might be his fan, while the others stopped in their tracks due to the sudden outburst.
Cen Fang was quite good-looking, especially when he smiled—utterly captivating. He flashed his charming smile at Lin Tingyue and kindly reminded her, "I'm free now, so I can sign autographs and take photos with you."
Lin Tingyue: "Huh?"
[Why would I want your autograph or photo?]
Seeing her confused expression, Cen Fang wondered, "Are you someone else's fan? That doesn't make sense—I'm the best-looking one here."
[Is this how people compliment themselves these days? So blunt?]
[Is anyone going to care about my well-being?!]
After convincing himself, Cen Fang whispered, "None of the others have come, only you're my little fan."
Lin Tingyue cringed internally.
[Little xx, get off this planet!!!]
[What an affected, bubbly voice.]
Lin Tingyue pointed at Ying An nearby and asked, "See him?"
Following her gesture, Cen Fang clearly recognized Ying An. "Yeah, Actor Ying."
But so what?
Cen Fang believed those senior stars were only popular because they debuted earlier, before he had his chance.
Once he debuted, he'd undoubtedly become the most outstanding new star in idol competition history.
Lin Tingyue moved closer to Ying An, crossed her arms, and asked, "What makes you think I'd be your fan instead of Actor Ying's?"
Actor Ying curled his lips slightly.
After a moment's thought, Cen Fang declared confidently, "Because I'm younger."
Actor Ying wasn't pleased, and Lin Tingyue was utterly defeated!
[Why don't you say it's because of your eight civilian girlfriends, your school bullying, or dating four fans simultaneously?]
What???
Was Cen Fang really that kind of person?
Yan Yu, who'd previously warned Cen Fang, thought carefully. Sharing a dorm with Cen Fang, he'd heard him call different people "baby" when they went out. He'd assumed Cen Fang was just affectionate with his girlfriend, but… were those "babies" actually different people?
[With only a few hundred Weibo followers, he carefully picked four to date… Who actually fans this kind of person?!]
The company executive, who'd rushed over upon hearing the Lin Family's second daughter had arrived, overheard this and froze, glancing at the still-smug Cen Fang.
Cen Fang's reputation had collapsed.
Right outside the dance practice room, inside his own company.
So abruptly.
As noon approached, Lin Tingyue called Lin Yuhuan. Busy gathering evidence that Zhou Nannan was a spy from a rival company, he couldn't join her for lunch but worried she might be unfamiliar with the area. He asked if she wanted someone to accompany her.
Learning she was with Ying An, Lin Yuhuan relaxed. "Then have lunch with Ying An."
Lin Tingyue hung up the phone and looked at Ying An. She said, "Big Brother asked us to have a meal together. Do you have any plans later?"
"No."
While Lin Tingyue and Ying An were taking the elevator downstairs, Ying An suddenly said, "Miss Lin, I'm only twenty-six this year."
Lin Tingyue: "Huh?"
"I'm still very young."