A transparent little author is bound by an unreliable system and transmigrates into the story, landing right in a big shot's embrace.
There is no problem that money cannot solve. In the m...
Qi Yu, a character who doesn't exist in the original novel, is rich, incredibly rich. The system even explained this to her last night when she was sleeping on the streets.
Although what he said was true, Lan Qingyue still wanted to punch him.
Showing off wealth!
shameful!
Lan Qingyue felt uneasy under Qi Yu's gaze and just wanted to leave as soon as possible. She mustered her courage and said, "Mr. Qi, I know you're not short of money, but money is a good thing. Who would complain about having too much money, right? One million! Why not take it? It's like getting a free bespoke suit. What a bargain!"
Lan Qingyue patiently and earnestly guided him.
For businessmen, profit comes first.
Unfortunately, Boss Qi was incredibly wealthy.
"I don't need the money for a suit."
Lan Qingyue: "..."
He's completely unresponsive!
Flaunting wealth is shameful!
Lan Qingyue's patience was wearing thin, and she raised her voice, "So what do you want? I only have money, take it or leave it!"
The coffee shop was quite quiet, but Lan Qingyue's voice grew louder. As soon as she spoke, the guests all turned to look at her, some even chuckling and discussing amongst themselves.
Lan Qingyue: "..."
Luckily, she went out without makeup, otherwise she would have been incredibly embarrassed.
At this moment, a slightly flustered thud approached from afar. A man in a black suit stood behind Qi Yu, leaned slightly over him, and said something. Qi Yu's expression changed slightly.
After the man finished speaking, Qi Yu calmly stood up, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "Miss Lan, let's talk about last night later."
Qi Yu got into the car, which sped away and disappeared from Lan Qingyue's sight. The tension in Lan Qingyue's heart snapped with a "bang." She slumped listlessly onto the table, feeling depressed. Chatting with such a charismatic person was stressful, and the misunderstanding last night made it even more stressful.
This system is so unreliable! I might as well sell it to a junk collector.
Lan Qingyue cursed the system in her heart at least ten times.
"Miss Lan."
Another male voice rang in her ears, and Lan Qingyue's heart skipped a beat. She suddenly raised her head, blinking her big eyes in confusion. Wasn't this the same man from before?
He was dressed in a suit and tie, and quite good-looking, with big eyes, a high nose, and well-defined features. However, compared to someone as exceptional as Qi Yu, he was still a little lacking.
Why didn't he go with Qi Yu?
Qi Yu's special assistant, Yun Fei, greeted her with a formulaic, fake smile and said politely, "Miss Lan, Mr. Qi said that although the matter from last night has been suppressed, a small number of media outlets have still gotten wind of it and are keeping an eye on you. So, I will escort Miss Lan home safely."
A strange man offered to take her home?
That's even less safe, isn't it?
She's just arrived in this world and doesn't know anyone. What if she gets kidnapped?
He cried out to heaven and earth, but received no response.
Lan Qingyue recalled the various tragic cases she had seen before, and goosebumps rose all over her body. She decisively refused, "No need, no need. I know the way, I can go back by myself. Thank you for your kindness."
She didn't want to be the one counting money for others, so she quickly fled the coffee shop, clutching her small bag in both hands.
Not daring to take a taxi alone, she was about to go to the nearby bus stop to wait for the bus when a green ball of fur "flew" over like a whirlwind, screaming at Lan Qingyue. Not forgetting to put the black wide-brimmed hat in her hand on Lan Qingyue's head, she waved her orchid finger in a very distinctive way, "My goodness, how come you come out like this, aren't you afraid of being surrounded by paparazzi? Quick, quick, get in the car first."