Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Chapter 783: This...This

"I cannot relax when you smile like that," Ling Qingyu said, her body slightly stiffening.

"Qingyu, trust me, okay?" Kate pleaded. "You'll enjoy everything. Your two bodyguards as well. Just relax."

Ling Qingyu sighed and instructed the two guards, "You two—enjoy the feast, but don't drink."

"Don't worry, Boss. Our discipline is unmatched," one of them replied. The other nodded in agreement.

If not for fear of annoying Ling Qingyu, they would have claimed their discipline far surpassed their boss's.

Unaware of her subordinates' silent mockery, Ling Qingyu allowed them to indulge in Kate's hospitality.

After all, it wasn't bad to relax once in a while, right? Besides, with their Amazonian physiques, even a dozen bottles wouldn't be enough to intoxicate them.

Even so, both Ling Qingyu and Tang Ziyi were strict when it came to alcohol and any external substances used for stress relief.

"So, Qingyu, you're not drinking either?" Kate asked, clearly doubtful. Someone of Ling Qingyu's status should be accustomed to wine culture.

"No, never. Water is enough—natural and healthy," Ling Qingyu replied with a smile.

Her smile froze the moment she heard a knock, her gaze snapping toward the door.

The door opened. The proprietress entered with a polite greeting.

Behind her, six men followed—each dressed in tight black outfits that accentuated their physiques.

This was precisely why Ling Qingyu's smile vanished. Her premonition had just come true.

"My, my. Madam, you certainly know how to pick them," Kate praised with a wink.

Meanwhile, the two guards exchanged schadenfreude-filled glances at their boss. Ling Qingyu's unusual preferences were no secret among them.

Watching their boss's imposing aura shrink in the presence of several handsome men was an amusing sight—one worth sharing later.

Yes, Ling Qingyu's confidence had completely stiffened into discomfort.

She was stunned. All the servers were men.

Given that the customers were women, it wasn't surprising—but she simply couldn't adapt to being served by men.

It was an eyesore to her. If they had been beautiful women instead, she might have been far more tolerant. No, she would immediately ascend to cloud nine.

Her stiffness only made Kate's smile widen. She couldn't believe Ling Qingyu still retained such innocence at this age.

As the more "experienced" one, Kate felt it was her duty to properly guide her and broaden her horizons.

"Come, come. Thank you, Madam. It's a pleasure to unwind after working so hard these past few days," Kate said cheerfully.

"Understandable, understandable," the proprietress nodded before gesturing for the men to begin serving the dishes.

The group sat down as they listened to Kate's introduction of the bar. Ling Qingyu strongly disagreed.

What kind of reputable bar had a private venue with karaoke and a pole? This was far too blatant.

Sure enough, the six men didn't leave—just as Ling Qingyu had feared—and even began serving them. Her new "sister," Kate, confidently beckoned two of them to sit on either side of her, embracing them left and right.

The sight made Ling Qingyu's eyelids and lips twitch. Damn, Kate. She truly lived up to the title of Sea Queen. As expected of a ruthless veteran in love.

Unable to bear the scene any longer, Ling Qingyu turned her attention to the food instead.

Hmm, it wasn't bad.

The remaining four men, as if already having made their calculations, moved accordingly. Each of her guards was attended by one.

As for Ling Qingyu—she was approached by two, which gave her an immediate headache.

However, without saying a word, her body language clearly expressed refusal, and the men didn't dare approach further.

Forget it, Ling Qingyu thought. Let Kate enjoy herself for now.

But when she glanced at her guards, she nearly lost her temper at their amused expressions.

These were her people, her harem—Ling Qingyu was naturally possessive. Not to an extreme that would interfere with their personal lives, but enough for her expression to sour.

From time to time, their eyes drifted toward her.

Fortunately, Ling Qingyu soon realized they were teasing her. Although they sat close to the men, they maintained clear boundaries. There might have been a bit of light flirting, but nothing excessive.

Since Ling Qingyu wasn't connected to Athena through her spectacles at the moment, she missed an interesting piece of gossip.

The men near her was problematic.

To be precise, only one of them was.

If she had access to Athena's information, she would have known—the man was a spy from Country R, working as a gigolo. His job was to gather intelligence, especially gossip from wealthy elite women.

Although gossip was often unreliable, in critical situations it could serve as a starting point—allowing others to focus their efforts and uncover deeper secrets.

Nonetheless, Kate wasn't satisfied with the stiff atmosphere around Ling Qingyu. She decided to push further and help her sister succeed. What a great sister she was.

Great sister my ass—that would be Ling Qingyu's exact rebuttal.

So, Kate clapped her hands and gestured toward the two men around Ling Qingyu, directing them with her eyes toward the pole.

The men understood and moved. After a while, rhythmic, fast-paced music started, and the two men stepped onto the stage. The lights above dimmed into colorful disco patterns.

Following the beat, they danced flawlessly—impressive for escorts. Ling Qingyu's inner, reluctant praise didn't last long before their moves turned sensual.

They wiggled their hips and slowly unbuttoned their shirts. Then, they tossed away their upper clothing and approached Ling Qingyu.

Kate whistled loudly and gleefully watched Ling Qingyu's reaction. Playfully, she even took out some cash and tossed it over to heighten the excitement.

On the other hand, Ling Qingyu's two guards were trembling, trying to hold in their laughter.

Holy shit—they never thought they would actually discover their boss's weakness.

Ling Qingyu's entire face scrunched up and darkened. This was a stripper club. Damn it, she wanted to look at beautiful women, not men.

And what was with the two men's seductive looks aimed at her, trying to ensnare her attention? Yuck—she almost felt like vomiting.

Looking at her bodyguards, Ling Qingyu cursed inwardly. If you want to laugh, then laugh. Don't pretend and hold it in.

However, she couldn't tolerate it any longer. The two men had gotten too close and were displaying debauched, almost heretical moves.

Yes, in Ling Qingyu's eyes, if it wasn't done by a beautiful woman, it was heresy.

Finally, her anger burst. She uttered a stern voice—not too loud, not too soft, yet her words cut through the loud music.

"Enough!"

Ling Qingyu took a deep breath. The music quieted down as the server nearest to the system hurriedly shut it off.

It couldn't be helped—the atmosphere had become suffocating.

No one dared to speak. Even Ling Qingyu's previously playful bodyguards straightened instantly, as if their earlier behavior had been nothing but an act.

Only the spy understood why everyone reacted so quickly. He could clearly sense a powerful killing intent flooding the room.

The heavy air froze everything in place.

He suspected this wealthy woman had personally killed countless people to possess such an aura.

He gulped unconsciously, wondering if he should start planning an escape. After all, in elite circles, killing someone on a whim wasn't unheard of.

If she were merely a rich woman relying on power and connections, he wouldn't be afraid. But this… this slaughter aura told him she didn't kill the weak—she killed the powerful with her own hands.

"Get out," Ling Qingyu sighed, lowering her head.

Kate quickly stepped in to smooth things over. "Alright, listen to her. Don't worry, I'll talk it out with your boss. Go."

Even without her dismissal, the six men were already moving to leave.

The room returned to silence. The two guards dared not move too much to avoid drawing attention.

Even though they trusted that Ling Qingyu would never vent her anger on them, maintaining the correct attitude was crucial.

Kate hopped over and sat down next to Ling Qingyu. "I'm sorry, Qingyu. I didn't expect you wouldn't like it to this extent."

Hearing her strange choice of words, Ling Qingyu rolled her eyes. She really had to surrender to this pervert who threw money at men.

"You wouldn't consider me a pervert, right?" Kate asked.

"How do you know?"

"Oh, can't you just say something nice for a friend?" Kate replied with helpless exasperation. "And you really dare to admit it like that."

"Please, aren't you my good sister who's planning my romantic life?" Ling Qingyu teased. "You still haven't answered how you know."

"Your face tells me everything," Kate said.

"Let's eat and enjoy the meal first." Ling Qingyu shook her head. She didn't blame Kate too much.

"I feel like your resistance to them is more like repulsion rather than hesitation or adherence to rules," Kate tapped her chin, deep in thought.

"There's no need to get philosophical," Ling Qingyu smacked her lips and turned her attention to her guards. "Don't hold it in—if you want to laugh, then laugh."

At first, the two women acted completely serious, as if nothing had happened. But the moment her words ended, their bodies trembled, and they couldn't stop chuckling.