Chapter 27: I, Ling Qiong, Send Money! (27)
Ling Qiong noticed that Shen Qin Chuan hadn’t left. She withdrew her head, stared at the bouquet, plucked off a few petals, lost in thought for a moment, then suddenly curled her lips into a smile.
Lu Wen Ci, seeing her like that, felt uneasy inside. “Are you that happy?”
Ling Qiong winked at him. “I have a great idea.”
“...What?” Whenever she wore this smile, it usually meant trouble.
Ling Qiong smiled like a sly little fox and cheerfully took out her phone, searching for Bai Ye Wei’s number.
Don’t ask why she saved Bai Ye Wei’s number.
They were all part of the same circle; who knew when it might be necessary to maintain relationships? For instance, right now...
The male lead truly was her ticket to riches.
...
Although Shen Qin Chuan had ordered food, he couldn’t eat a bite. In the end, he watched his assistant finish both meals with a murderous glare.
The assistant: “...”
It wasn’t like he wanted to, but the boss insisted.
Fine, he’d eat, but the boss kept staring at him with that look.
What did he do to deserve this!
Suddenly, Shen Qin Chuan stood up, his face cold, striding toward the exit.
The assistant: “...” Now what?
He hurriedly paid the bill and chased after Shen Qin Chuan.
He was a moment too late—outside, he saw Bai Ye Wei appear from nowhere, sticking close to Shen Qin Chuan, whose expression was dark as the bottom of a pot.
“Qin Chuan, have you been avoiding me lately?”
“No.”
“Then why can’t I find you anywhere?” Shen Qin Chuan’s whereabouts had become increasingly mysterious, and he rarely attended events. She couldn’t seem to run into him at all.
“If you need something, book an appointment.”
“...”
Bai Ye Wei knew Shen Qin Chuan was aloof, but he hadn’t been like this before.
Did he swallow gunpowder?
Shen Qin Chuan didn’t want to entangle himself with Bai Ye Wei and walked past her to leave.
Bai Ye Wei had spent money for this information—bought from that woman she despised—how could she let him go so easily? She immediately followed him.
...
Lu Wen Ci roughly understood that Ling Qiong’s blind dates were just a strategic distraction for Father Su, and that once she secured the family business, she’d return to her normal state in the crew.
Ling Qiong infuriated Father Su daily to the point he wished he could ascend to heaven on the spot. Every blind date ended with the suitor fleeing.
Each time, it was the man who declared they weren’t a match, leaving Father Su with no excuse to discipline Ling Qiong.
Later, someone spread a rumor.
The second Miss Su’s family was so wealthy that even those with mines couldn’t afford to marry her.
From then on, no one dared to go on a blind date with Ling Qiong.
Father Su: “...”
Ling Qiong tirelessly volunteered herself, “Dad, I can support myself. Why not let me inherit the family business? I promise I’ll make it flourish for you.”
“...”
Get out!!
Father Su had only two daughters. Su Qi Yi was supposed to be his chosen successor, but who knew...
As for the other one...
He had made mistakes in his youth and ended up with such a daughter.
Compared with Su Qi Yi, this second daughter was a disappointment.
She had poor grades in school, refused to study, spent her days indulging in food and fun, only appearing when she wanted pocket money—a typical spoiled rich second-generation.
He never intended for her to inherit the business, and didn’t bother managing her. The Su family could afford to keep a layabout; the annual dividends were enough for her.
Man proposes, heaven disposes...
...
Father Su was unwilling to let Ling Qiong inherit the business, but he truly had no illegitimate sons outside.
He couldn’t possibly hand the business to outsiders, could he?
In the end, Father Su, face blackened, allowed Ling Qiong into the company.
He was fully prepared for Ling Qiong to make a mess, so he could kick her out.
Unexpectedly, after joining the company, Ling Qiong didn’t cause trouble—she even negotiated two projects in succession.
“Second Miss is quite capable,” someone reported to Father Su. “I heard she’s helped many people with negotiations before and secured quite a few projects.”
Father Su snorted coldly. “Two small projects, most of the groundwork was already done by others. She merely reaped the rewards; nothing worth boasting about.”
“...”
Father Su took a file from the cabinet and tossed it over. “Give this to her.”
“President Su, this…”
They had already planned to abandon this project.
Father Su: “Tell her: if she secures this project, we’ll talk about succession.”
“...”
...
Ling Qiong received the project documents. For the sake of inheriting the family business, she thought she could put in a little effort.
Others had families begging them to inherit the business—why was it different for her?
Oh well.
“Come on!”
Ling Qiong cheered herself up... then turned around to play video games.
Work and rest must be balanced. She’d be busy soon, no time to relax later, so she’d better relax first.
Everyone: “...”
Though they felt she was talking nonsense, they couldn’t refute her.
After fully understanding the project, Ling Qiong discovered that among the competitors was the formidable Shen family.
Father Su had intended to give up, primarily because, after an overall assessment, the company’s chances weren’t good.
Secondly, he’d fallen out with the Shen family and feared they’d cause trouble.
The Shen family was tough to deal with, their strength and background superior.
Competing with them was a risky endeavor.
The project team, already preparing to disband, had little faith in Ling Qiong’s ability to manage the task.
But since the boss wanted the second Miss to try, they had no choice but to cooperate.
They had assumed the heiress was just a decorative figure, here to play.
To their surprise, after the first meeting, many changed their opinion of her.
After several meetings, Ling Qiong suddenly asked, “What do you think Shen Qin Chuan is afraid of?”
“...”
Why ask this?
Besides, how would they know what Shen Qin Chuan feared?
Ling Qiong instructed, “Go find out.”
“Second Miss, what are you planning?”
Ling Qiong smiled and pointed at the ceiling. “Heaven’s secrets can’t be revealed.”
“...”
Shen Qin Chuan’s preferences weren’t easy to find out. Someone like him would surely hide his fears deeply.
And they believed he feared nothing—he was the sort to overcome gods and buddhas alike.
With no leads, Ling Qiong thought of someone: Old Madam Shen!
...
Shen family old mansion.
“Sir, you’ve arrived.” The butler opened the car door for Shen Qin Chuan.
Shen Qin Chuan stepped out, “How has grandmother been lately?”
“The old madam has felt some chest tightness, but nothing serious—a bit of rest and good care will suffice.”
Shen Qin Chuan nodded. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a bright color nearby, turned his head, and his brows leapt.
Such a flashy sports car—who else could it belong to but that woman?
“Su Miao Miao is here?”
“Yes, Miss Su said she came to visit the old madam.”
“...”
No one comes to the temple without a reason—would she really visit grandmother out of kindness?
What trick was that woman trying to pull now?
Shen Qin Chuan strode inside. Just as he passed through the corridor, he saw Ling Qiong coming around the corner, light-footed and clearly delighted.
“...”
Her happiness meant he was likely about to be unhappy.
“Su Miao Miao, who let you in?”
“Mr. Shen.” Ling Qiong stopped, obediently addressing him, “No one invited me.”
“What are you here for?”
“Uh… Bringing warmth to the countryside.” Ling Qiong blinked innocently. “Is that not allowed? There’s no sign at your door saying ‘Su Miao Miao not allowed in,’ is there?”
“...”
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Su Miao Miao and dogs are not allowed inside!