The battleground may be late, but it's here.
Upon seeing the message from "Zhiyi" proposing a meeting, Yu Jinli's heart skipped a beat.
That's the legendary "Zhiyi"! A figure of legendary stature in metaphysics forums!
She never dreamed that she would have the chance to meet her idol in person.
But then she thought about it again and realized the other person was right. She and Feng Jinxuan were now in the same boat; if she wanted to survive, she couldn't keep burying her head in the sand.
This expert might be her only lifeline.
She took a deep breath and typed a reply.
【Koi is not a fish】: Great! Master, you decide the time and place!
The next afternoon, following the address given by "Zhiyi", Yu Jinli arrived at a teahouse called "Buyu".
The teahouse is located in a quiet old street in Yuncheng. With its green tiles and white walls, and two simple lanterns hanging at the entrance, it stands out from the surrounding modern buildings, as if it were a corner forgotten by time.
As Yu Jinli pushed open the door, a faint scent of sandalwood wafted towards her.
The teahouse was elegantly decorated, with light streaming through the carved wooden windows, casting dappled shadows in the air. A young man dressed in a pale white, modernized Tang suit sat leisurely in the best spot by the window, brewing a pot of tea.
Hearing the noise, he looked up and smiled slightly at her.
In that instant, Yu Jinli felt as if the entire teahouse had lit up.
The man before me was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with handsome features and a gentle, refined demeanor. He wore frameless glasses, and behind the lenses, his eyes were deep and clear, as if they could see into people's hearts.
He has a scholarly air about him, and a touch of otherworldly elegance, like a refined gentleman who has stepped out of an ancient painting.
Yu Jinli's heart, quite uncooperatively, skipped a couple of beats. Now, the missed half-beat had caught up, and even exceeded expectations.
She quickly pinched herself, silently chanting: Calm down! This is my idol! He's the big shot who's come to save my life! I can't have any improper thoughts!
"Hello, koi are not fish." The man spoke, his voice clear and melodious, like a mountain stream. "I am Zhiyi, my real name is Gu Yanzhi."
"Hello...Great God!" Yu Jinli bowed quickly, as excited as a little fan meeting their idol. "My name is Yu Jinli!"
Gu Yanzhi smiled, gestured for her to sit down, and then poured her a cup of tea.
The aroma of tea is fragrant and refreshing.
“Don’t be nervous,” he said gently. “Your situation is more complicated than you described in the post.”
Yu Jinli's heart immediately jumped.
For the next hour, Gu Yanzhi explained many in-depth concepts about "luck" to her in a simple and easy-to-understand way.
He told her that the essence of "lucky charm constitution" is a powerful affinity for good fortune, which can both attract good luck and purify bad luck.
He also taught her some basic methods to control her aura and avoid excessive leakage of her vital energy.
Yu Jinli listened with rapt attention, feeling as if the door to her metaphysical worldview had been completely opened.
Looking at the eloquent and knowledgeable scholar before her, her admiration was like a surging river, endless and boundless.
The two were having a pleasant conversation when the door to the teahouse was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
A gust of cold wind, carrying with it a familiar, unsettling low pressure, rushed in.
Yu Jinli turned around subconsciously.
Feng Jinxuan stood expressionless at the door, dressed in a sharp black suit. Behind him followed Assistant Wang, who looked like he was saying, "Boss, I'm being forced to work overtime again."
The afternoon sun was completely blocked by his tall figure, casting a deep shadow at his feet.
Yu Jinli: "..."
What is he doing here?!
Feng Jinxuan's gaze, like two precise radars, instantly locked onto her and Gu Yanzhi opposite him.
When he saw the harmonious scene of the two chatting happily, and the undisguised, almost worshipful smile on Yu Jinli's face, the temperature in his deep black eyes plummeted, instantly freezing into ice.
Assistant Wang, who was following behind him, silently shivered.
That's it. The boss's jealousy has been exposed.
He glanced at his phone, which displayed a precise GPS location; the red dot pointed directly to the "Silent" teahouse.
Feng Jinxuan strode forward and walked straight toward them.
Every step felt like it was treading on Yu Jinli's tense heartstrings.
He walked to the table, ignoring Gu Yanzhi, and looked down at Yu Jinli, his voice so cold it could shatter ice.
"You forgot Article 3, Clause 7 of the agreement?"
Yu Jinli was stunned, her brain racing as she began to recall the agreement that was comparable to a legal document.
Article 3, Section 7... what was it again?
Oh, I remember now.
[Without the written permission and accompaniment of Party B (Feng Jinxuan), Party A (Yu Jinli) shall not have any private contact with any third party that may have an unknown impact on Party B's 'energy field'.]
At the time, she complained that it was simply an unfair contract term, even more outrageous than controlling the sky, the earth, and the air.
Unexpectedly, he actually brought this up!
"I...I'm just doing some 'business learning'!" Yu Jinli explained, forcing a smile. "This Mr. Gu is a metaphysics expert, and I'm asking him how to better serve your 'energy field'!"
"Is that so?" Feng Jinxuan's gaze finally shifted to Gu Yanzhi.
Two equally outstanding men, yet with completely opposite temperaments, met in mid-air, their gazes seemingly sparking with invisible lightning.
Gu Yanzhi maintained his gentle smile, stood up, and extended his hand: "Hello, President Feng, I've heard so much about you."
Feng Jinxuan did not shake hands with him.
He simply sat down in the empty seat next to Yu Jinli without making a sound, and then gently pulled her an inch closer to him.
A very subtle action, yet full of possessiveness.
He said to Gu Yanzhi, "My people are none of your concern, Mr. Gu."
The tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable declaration.
Assistant Wang silently gave a thumbs-up to his boss's shrewd move. The boss's phrase "my person" clearly implied "you are mine" to Ms. Yu. What was that risqué romance novel I'd been reading recently called again? Right, it's called "The Domineering CEO Falls in Love with Me"! Indeed, art imitates life; the ancients were right.
Yu Jinli was so embarrassed that she almost dug a magic castle out of her toes.
What do you mean, "your people" and "my people"? We have a purely cooperative relationship, okay?
Gu Yanzhi wasn't angry. He naturally withdrew his hand and smiled, "President Feng has misunderstood. Miss Yu and I were just discussing some academic issues. However..."
He changed the subject, looking at Feng Jinxuan with a meaningful gaze, "President Feng's problems are indeed no small matter. Miss Yu's existence may be a blessing or a curse for you. I hope President Feng will take good care of himself."
After saying that, he said no more, nodded to Yu Jinli, and turned to leave.
As he reached the door, he seemed to remember something, turned back, took out a small jade talisman strung with red thread from his pocket, and handed it to Yu Jinli.
“Take this,” he said gently. “It’s a talisman that I personally blessed. It can help you strengthen your constitution and resist some external evils. Remember to wear it close to your body.”
Yu Jinli took it instinctively.
The jade talisman felt warm to the touch, and seemed to still carry Gu Yanzhi's body temperature.
Before she could even say thank you, she felt the chill emanating from the giant iceberg beside her almost freezing the entire teahouse.
She stole a glance at Feng Jinxuan, only to see him staring intently at the jade talisman in her hand, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
The look in his eyes was as if his own cabbage, which he had raised for many years, had been eaten by a wild boar outside.
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