Chapter 8

"Master, the male lead and his white moonlight have fallen into the river; it seems they've committed suicide together!"

"..."

Early in the morning, as soon as Wen Xin got up, Xiao Jin circled around her, enthusiastically broadcasting the day's hottest headlines.

She held her forehead with one hand and clutched the silly butterfly with the other.

"Explain yourself clearly what happened."

With its wings held in its owner's hand, Little Gold wiggled its pointed little bottom and exclaimed, "The male lead and the white moonlight fell into the river!"

"Ah, Master, do you want to save the male lead or the white moonlight?"

Wen Xin's red lips twitched slightly; she just wanted to rework it and save its mental retardation!

"Little Jin!"

"Master, please don't be anxious. Listen to me... cough, it's like this, last night the white moonlight went to the male lead's house, and then..."

Wen Xin: "Wait, this? That?"

Xiao Jin: "After the two of them talked about this and that..."

Wen Xin's eyelids twitched; she almost crushed the lewd butterfly in her hand that seemed to be making lewd jokes!

"On the way to take his beloved home, the car skidded and the brakes suddenly failed, causing the car and its occupants to plunge into the river."

"..."

Wen Xin was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "Is he dead?"

Xiao Jin: "...No way!"

Wen Xin: "Oh."

Now it was Xiao Jin's turn to be speechless.

Xiao Jin processed the cruel meaning hidden behind her master's "oh" and asked tremblingly, "Master, aren't you curious about the truth behind the male lead and his white moonlight falling into the river?"

Wen Xin casually raised an eyebrow. "Isn't it normal that someone wants to kill the male lead because he's so hated?"

Xiao Jin: "..."

It has nothing to say, even "fuck".

Wen Xin suddenly realized something, "Is it Qin Zhan?"

“No, that’s not it,” Xiao Jin changed the subject again, “but it’s probably somewhat related to the master’s brother, isn’t it?”

"Um?"

"Master, hasn't your brother been supporting Li Nan behind the scenes? Last night, his secretary made a seemingly ambiguous phone call to Li Nan, and Li Nan, for some reason, interpreted it as a way to show your brother's sincerity, so..."

In the dead of winter, they took Li Qingchen to bathe in the river.

As for the "white moonlight" (a term of endearment for a woman who is unattractive to a man), she was simply

But Li Nan didn't care about white moonlight or black moonlight; as long as the goal was achieved, that was enough.

Wen Xin pinched the bridge of her nose. "Are you sure Li Nan isn't just using his position for personal revenge?"

Xiao Jin: "Master, you can't use public office to settle personal scores like this, can you?"

Wen Xin rolled her eyes at it, "Anyway, this has nothing to do with Qin Zhan, understand?"

Xiao Jin: "..."

Master, whatever makes you happy!

One of the main gods even said that it would be good to wash one's brain in the river.

Unlike her fragmented soul, Li Qingchen and Han Yuying genuinely had mental problems, the kind that were genetically deficient.

Xiao Jin: ennnn……

Wen Xin didn't pay any more attention to the male lead and his white moonlight. The soul fragment's wish was to stay away, not to seek revenge. Let them do whatever they want.

She's now completely focused on going out and experiencing the vibrant city life of this little world.

When Qin Zhan saw the girl with bright almond-shaped eyes and a radiant smile, the pent-up frustration that had been weighing on his heart since last night dissipated, and his eyes and brows softened.

Since it was a date for the two of them, Qin Zhan drove himself, without bringing a third wheel driver.

The car stopped at a restaurant in the city center.

Huashizhai is the most famous Chinese restaurant in H City and is a branch of Beijing Huashi Group.

In Wen Xin's memory, Qian Duoduo, the young master of Huashi Group, was a chubby boy with squinty eyes who looked very honest.

When he was a child, he always followed Qin Zhan around as his little brother.

If Qin Zhan told him to go east, he would never dare to go west.

At that time, because Wen Xin was Qin Zhan's childhood sweetheart whom he protected very closely, Qian Duoduo would always bring all kinds of desserts and snacks to please her.

He even led a domineering and jealous childhood friend to believe that he was daring to covet his little sweetheart, and he almost got beaten into a little fat patty.

On Wen Xin's fifteenth birthday, Qian Duoduo's father, the chairman of Huashi Group, gave her a black card that allowed her unlimited dining at all the restaurants under his name as a birthday gift.

Oh, earlier, Li Qingchen had acted all high and mighty, praising her as if she were some ignorant country bumpkin, saying he'd take her to the Wharton Western Restaurant to celebrate her belated birthday...

Coincidentally, Wharton Western Restaurant is an enterprise under the Huashi Group.

Yes, it is indeed a high-end restaurant in the eyes of ordinary people, but it is not presentable to the chairman and his son of Huashi. They would never dare to bring it in front of Wen Xin, as if they were crazy enough to want to be resented by the Qin family's heir.

Speaking of which, if Li Qingchen really took Wen Xin to the Huadun Western Restaurant, and after the meal she simply took out her black card to pay for the meal, what kind of expression would the male lead have?

At the entrance, a waiter came over and respectfully led Qin Zhan and Wen Xin to the VIP private room upstairs.

What would you like to eat?

Qin Zhan handed her the menu.

Wen Xin was admiring the decor of Hua Shi Zhai, with its carved beams and painted rafters, exuding an antique charm. From the private room, one could see directly into the main hall, where a famous band was playing. Looking out the window to the right, there was a pond of lotus flowers, shrouded in mist, like a fairyland.

No wonder celebrities like to hold banquets here; it's so classy!

She rested her chin on her slender, fair hand. "Brother, you can order whatever you want."

The girl's eyes sparkled with a beauty more captivating than the lotus flowers blooming outside the window, and Qin Zhan's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

He lowered his eyes and hummed in agreement.

When the dishes were served, they were all her favorites. Wen Xin's smile became even more charming and captivating, almost causing her childhood sweetheart brother to lose his pretense and reveal his true, ruthless, and insane nature.

Qin Zhan pressed his fist to his nose, pretending to admire the lotus flowers outside and turning his head away to conceal his inner turmoil.

Hua Shi Zhai's breakfast is not only exquisite, but also tastes excellent.

As Qin Zhan watched the girl enjoy her meal with a smile in her eyes, his gaze gradually softened.

He should take her out more often; he shouldn't keep her confined to the small villa because of his selfishness.

A small villa?

If Secretary Lin knew what her boss was thinking, she would probably spit out blood.

Damn, in Xinghai Bay where land is incredibly valuable, a 2,000-square-meter luxury villa is called a tiny villa?

This is practically Versailles' mother opening the door for Versailles; Versailles has arrived home.