novelraw Chapter 747 - 721: Now This Is Getting Interesting
Chapter 747 - 721: Now This Is Getting Interesting
Poor Mai, after several nights of determination, finally decided to give up on Shuixian and chose Qian to target, but he didn’t expect his pursuit to be taken as a conspiracy by Qian. Initially, Minglang wished he could drag Mai out and give him a good beating for daring to covet his woman. Now, he only feels schadenfreude.
Serves him right, he deserves it!
Mai himself doesn’t feel he deserves it—instead, he feels invigorated after coming to terms with the situation.
After having someone deliver flowers to Qian, Mai can’t help but imagine a bright future as he envisions her joyfully receiving those flowers.
He changed his target, yes, no more Shuixian.
He realized Chen Xiaoqian suits him better; not only is she smart and beautiful, but she also has a high IQ. Though she’s not as wealthy as Shuixian, Mai knows Teng Daye gave Qian quite a bit of the Teng Family’s shares. With Qian’s brain, if she wanted to turn against Shuixian, it would be very easy.
If Qian could be won over by him, the Teng Family’s money would sooner or later be his, and Qian’s outstanding strategies would offer him great advantages. Hahaha!
Thinking about himself at the peak of glory, a joyful Mai holds a champagne glass, wandering around the room.
After being uncovered by Qian, Mai can’t follow Shuixian as her bodyguard anymore, and he’s had enough of the days living under someone else’s roof just to pursue women. He can finally restore his rightful identity and relax for a couple of days.
His private line rang, the number was his advisor, Habi, who often provided Mai with ideas.
"Master, why haven’t you been around Teng Shuixian lately?"
"Teng Shuixian is history. I now have a new target."
"New... target? Which family’s heiress is she? Where are you now?"
"I’m still here in China, she’s not from any financial family, just an ordinary girl, but really smart. I even think she’s more capable than you, haha. But don’t worry, I’m courting her to be my wife, so your position won’t be threatened."
"May I ask who she is?"
"Chen Xiaoqian. We’ve investigated her before; she’s the Teng Family’s hidden advisor. Now, she’s also one of the family’s shareholders. That old fox Teng Daye got his daughter strong support before stepping down, she’s really impressive."
"Do you like her?"
Mai wondered if it was just his imagination, but Habi’s voice seemed a bit shaky.
"Yes, I’ve never liked anyone like this before; she is truly remarkable. I think she is the woman worthy of me."
"...She’s married." Habi stuttered as he handed over a slip with information that Qian was married. He didn’t even dare to look at the person opposite him who wrote that note because the man’s anger filled Habi with fear.
"Yes, she’s married, but that doesn’t matter. Her husband is busy with work and can’t always be with her. Women always like affectionate companionship and romantic evenings. As long as I work hard enough, she’ll leave her husband for me. Hahaha! Habi, congratulate me quickly; I’ve found true love! Huh? Hung up?"
Mai talked to the receiver, and when he heard no sound, he continued to gleefully study his plans. How should he approach Qian now? Perhaps creating a chance encounter at school today would be good.
Habi’s phone wasn’t intentionally hung up, he was scared.
Because the anger from the man facing him had already burned its way over here.
"Big... Brother!" Habi said cautiously.
"True love?" The man, filled with anger, had an especially gentle voice that carried an astonishing chill.
"The Master is playful, this can’t be real." Habi hurried to explain.
"No, this time is different. He might be playful, but he always has specific targets in his pursuits. He keeps company with women of outstanding family backgrounds and financial power. I allow him deceit and play, but under no circumstances do I allow him genuine feelings for anyone."
Habi stood frozen with fear, unable to say a word.
Despite Habi being nominally Mai’s subordinate, only Habi knew he listened only to this sinister man before him, the one who had control over his life and death.
"Chen Xiaoqian, female, Master of Psychology, well-known psychological therapist in the Chinese elite circles—expensive fees yet excellent results. Married, husband’s identity unknown, husband’s family background unknown... Is this all the information you found from your investigation?"
The man threw the investigation report on the table, and Habi cowered his head and carefully explained.
"Our forces in China aren’t great, and it appears this Chen Xiaoqian has some special background, with her files protected by different factions on both ends of the law, so we couldn’t find particularly valuable information. Should I gather more resources to investigate her further, Brother?"
"By the time you investigate thoroughly, Mahadi could have fathered unknown numbers of children with her. Do you expect me to raise his kids?"
Habi was silent, and the man stood up, holding Qian’s file.
"I’m going to China myself. Book an appointment for me with this Chen Xiaoqian—I need her to treat me."
"Um... Brother, she’s a psychologist. What reason should I give for this appointment?"
"To correct my homosexuality, the price she’s free to set."
"Yes!"
The man’s sinister gaze turned to tenderness only when he viewed the photo in his wallet. Mai’s bright smile in the picture was so radiant; he would not permit Mahadi to harbor feelings for any woman. This Chen Xiaoqian... must die!
...
Qian, carrying a large bag of books, stepped down from the car. She was heading to the library to return books.
Attentive people might notice that Qian walked with a slight inward slant of her feet, although she tried her best to hide it.
That wretched Mai, she caught him red-handed and had to give him a good thrashing. What’s the point of sending flowers!
The gift enraged Yu Xiaoqiang to the point of torment, until Qian was walking with inward-slanted feet—who knows the heartache...
And that damned Mai, after stirring up trouble by sending flowers, disappeared without a trace, leaving Qian with unspilled anger.
"Watch out!" Qian heard the warning but it was too late.
Her foot twisted because she didn’t see a stone; the bag holding her books scattered all over, and her ankle hurt.
"Idol, are you okay?"
Qian turned around and saw the little journalist Bai Jin standing right behind her; it was her who had shouted the warning.
"It’s you. What are you doing here?" Qian bent down, and Bai Jin even more eagerly rushed over to help pick up the books.
"I’m here for an interview. I thought I’d check if you’re here studying, and unexpectedly ran into you before I even called. What a coincidence—Wait?"
Bai Jin noticed all the scattered books were themed around same-sex subjects—all the titles associated with homosexuality. Her heart suddenly stirred with worry.
Could it be, her idol knows her secret orientation?
Qian didn’t recognize Bai Jin’s unusual demeanor; she just assumed Bai Jin was startled by the blunt book titles.
"I’ve been researching homosexual-related materials recently; there seems to be a lack of academic essays in this area. Novels don’t offer much reference value. Did they scare you?"
Last time, Bai Jin had helped Qian publish articles to clear Weiwei’s name on the newspaper, so Qian had a good opinion of Bai Jin, even though the young journalist was a bit reckless. But her worldview was quite right.
"No, I’m fine. Um, idol, can I ask you—what’s your view on homosexuality?" Bai Jin finally mustered the courage to ask, feeling particularly nervous inside.