Chapter 18 Goodness, is the male bodhisattva holding a routine meeting?

Su Ruan got into the car but didn't start the engine immediately.

She leaned back wearily in her seat, unconsciously fiddling with the steering wheel.

Five million lay quietly in the account, while the ashen faces of the Su family of three were still vivid in my mind's eye.

A resounding victory.

But my heart felt like it had been hollowed out, empty and aching when the wind blew.

Enjoyment? Yes, but it's as diluted as watered-down wine.

More than anything, it evokes a sense of emptiness and nothingness.

Like a grueling journey, the destination is not an oasis.

In the original storyline, Yan Yunye completely sided with Wen Wanwan.

Su Shiwan drugged her, stripped her naked, and stuffed her into An Haocang's suite.

She was tortured beyond recognition, and when she woke up, her body was covered in bruises, like a tattered rag.

She stumbled back to the Su family home, tearfully recounting her ordeal and begging for some shelter.

Su Zhenting was reading a financial newspaper at the time and only opened his eyes when he heard this.

"What's the point of pursuing this now that things have come to this?"

"We can't offend President An. Be sensible and don't cause trouble for the family."

"Shiwan is doing this for your own good, finding you someone to rely on."

Cen Xue didn't scream angrily, nor did she hug her with heartache; she simply looked at her calmly.

"Ruanruan, what's done is done. Making a big fuss about it won't look good for anyone."

"Girls always have to get through this. Try to think positively; life goes on."

"Shiwan kept that video because she was afraid you would say something inappropriate. Mom will keep it safe for you. Don't worry, no one else will see it."

However, she later overheard Cen Xue saying something.

"Fortunately, Wanwan didn't experience any of this, otherwise, how could such a pure child like her have endured it?"

At that moment, she realized completely that in this so-called home, she wasn't even a human being.

Su Ruan took a deep breath and rallied herself.

What a load of rubbish.

It's better to expect Yan Tingnan to renounce his vows on the spot than to expect jackals to show kinship.

Now, she has money, and she also has Yan Tingnan, a big fish.

Su Ruan's path has never been on someone else's chessboard.

...

Hidden in the mountains, the teahouse is surrounded by swaying bamboo shadows.

Su Ruan pushed open the door of Zhuli Pavilion, where Lin Xuqiu was pouring water from a teapot, the wisps of tea smoke blurring her cool and aloof features.

"Madam, you have excellent skills."

Su Ruan sat down directly.

"The audience was quite lively after last night's accident."

Lin Xuqiu slightly raised his phoenix eyes and pushed the teacup in front of Su Ruan.

"The moonlight among the pines is a rare sight; I'm just taking the old man for a walk to clear his head."

"What, you're worried about the water splashing onto your stage?"

"lady."

Su Ruan stared directly into those insightful phoenix eyes.

"If you lift the lid before the heat is right, you'll get burned."

"You're being too hasty."

Lin Xuqiu chuckled softly and took a sip of tea.

"The water splashes high enough so that those who need to see it can get a clear view."

"The effect is pretty good, isn't it?"

"good?"

She leaned forward slightly and lowered her voice.

"It almost killed me on the beach."

"Old Master Yan, he can kill someone just by the smell of fish."

"You brought him here in person, do you think I'm too old to live, or are you betting that Yan Tingnan will flip the table for me on the spot?"

"Su Ruan".

Lin Xuqiu addressed him by his name, his smile vanishing, leaving only a cold indifference.

"With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching and Lin Yiyao returning to China next month, Old Master Yan's urging for marriage will only get louder and louder."

"Once the marriage agreement is finalized, all your little tricks, no matter how pretty, will be in vain."

She narrowed her phoenix eyes and scrutinized Su Ruan.

"But you, Miss Su."

"You went through all that trouble to climb onto Yan Tingnan's boat, and all you got was a wet body?"

"Or did the cold water make you lose your courage from last night?"

Upon hearing this, Su Ruan chuckled softly and took out her phone from her handbag.

The screen lit up, and a photo was shoved right in front of Lin Xuqiu's eyes.

In the scene, the moon's reflection on the lake is like silver, and the man's muscles are clearly visible beneath his soaked white shirt as he holds the girl in his arms, their lips locked in a passionate kiss.

The Buddhist disciple succumbed to depravity, his lust reaching its peak.

The air was stagnant.

Su Ruan put her phone away, and the screen went dark, like extinguishing a small spark that had been igniting a wildfire.

Lin Xuqiu slowly put down his teacup.

Even though she was used to seeing all kinds of storms, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

"Heh...good, very good!"

I underestimated you.

Su Ruan picked up the wood-fired teacup and took a sip of the warm tea.

"If you want to borrow this knife from me, you'll have to wait until it's sharpened. Don't let it break before you even draw it."

"Lin Yiyao's engagement will not be finalized before the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"I promise."

Lin Xuqiu stared at the empty glass for a long time, then suddenly curled her red lips into a smile.

"Su Ruan".

She picked up the teapot and refilled the empty cup in front of Su Ruan.

"This cup of hot tea is for you."

...

As dusk settles and neon lights begin to illuminate the night, the sun begins to set.

The VIP booths were bathed in soft, ambiguous lighting, and the sonic booms were so intense they made your heart tingle.

Song Shengsheng, with a straw in her mouth, watched as Su Ruan slammed a bank card on the table.

"Sheng Sheng, pick the most expensive and best-connected male models! Only choose the ones with great waists and wild sex lives!"

Song Shengsheng's eyes lit up: "Is the wool the Su family got really worth this much?"

Su Ruan scooped up a cup of special cocktail.

"Money is hot as fire, so let's burn it for fun."

She snapped her fingers, and the supervisor understood instantly.

Soon, a group of young boys were brought over by the foreman.

White shirts, black trousers, each one was impeccably dressed and handsome.

Song Shengsheng stared dumbfounded at the row of male models in front of her, laughing heartily.

"Good heavens, is the male bodhisattva holding a routine meeting?"

Song Shengsheng's eyes lit up, like a nouveau riche picking out cabbages.

Su Ruan rested her chin on her hand and pointed to the male model on the far right with a distant and aloof profile.

"You, come here."

The male model approached and bent down to pour her a drink.

Su Ruan curled her lips into a smile and took out her phone.

"Don't move."

She raised her hand, her slender white fingers resting on the male model's tanned hand.

The camera focused on the two men's hands clasped together on their wine glasses and the male model's profile.

Click.

The photo freezes in time.

Next, she edited her WeChat Moments post.

[A potent remedy for late-night ailments, with remarkable efficacy]

After clicking send.

Now it's up to Huo Siyue to decide how to let things develop.

There might be an unexpected surprise.

Sure enough, three minutes later, Huo Siyue's WeChat profile picture started flashing wildly.

Sister!!! You've been plotting something big behind the organization's back?!

[Late-night male model party? ??? ? ...]

[Quickly report coordinates! I want to see what's happening!]

[Speak quickly! Don't force me to beg you! (╥﹏╥)]

Su Ruan slowly sipped her wine and tapped the screen with her fingertips.

Location: LOST Nightclub

[You're healing, stop fooling around, I'll take you next time.]

Huo Siyue was going crazy on the other end of the line.

The head-pressing squad will never admit defeat!

You wait!

...

The top floor of the Central Palace features floor-to-ceiling windows that cut through the city's hustle and bustle.

Only one floor lamp was lit in the room, casting a halo of light on the pages of the book.

Yan Tingnan leaned back on the sofa and turned the pages of his book.

The phone screen suddenly lit up, its glare particularly striking in the silence.

Huo Siyue's news went viral.

[Brother!!! It's an emergency!!!]

【[picture]】

[Suzhou Software is looking for male models!]

[I've sent you the coordinates! If you don't go soon, this little cabbage will be snatched up!!!]

Yan Tingnan clicked on the photo.

"Oh."

A very soft, cold sneer escaped from between his lips.

Healing?

Last night, she was all over him, but then she turned around and sank into a group of male models for comfort?

Looks like I'm still too idle.

at the same time.

Su Ruan received a WeChat friend request.

The profile picture is pure black, and the nickname consists of only a cold, hard period.

The verification message is simpler: 【Yan Tingnan.】