"I think it's a good idea. I'll let you know if I need it." Shen Meiyan thought to herself, a slight smile playing on her lips, and quickly replied, secretly pleased. This suggestion seemed pretty good and worth a try.
“Sure, if there’s anything I can do for you, Miss Shen, just give me a call. I guarantee I’ll be right there in front of you within an hour, ready to protect my princess at any time.” Lin Shih-hao maintained his nonchalant demeanor, a flippant smile playing on his lips, a hint of teasing in his eyes. He seemed to understand the power struggles between women, responding to her with a smile, in a manner that appeared casual yet perfectly appropriate.
Upon hearing this, Shen Meiyan smiled with satisfaction. "Then come pick me up first thing tomorrow morning, and we'll go on a date." Her voice was soft and alluring, as if every word carried a magic that was irresistible.
“I must have time,” Lin Shih-hao replied without hesitation. “See you tomorrow, Your Highness.” His tone was teasing and playful. After speaking, he curled the corners of his mouth, crossed his legs naturally, and leaned back, swirling his wine glass in his hand and playing with it carefully, appearing relaxed and at ease.
This complex and subtle relationship is elusive, yet Lin Shih-hao finds it incredibly intriguing, becoming somewhat obsessed and unable to resist the urge to investigate further.
After hanging up the phone, the music in the private room started playing again. The model next to him leaned in gently, took Lin Shih-hao's hand holding the wine glass, and said in a coquettish tone, "Young Master Lin, let's continue drinking! You've been ignoring me just now, and I won't stand for it." Her words were clearly a plea for Lin Shih-hao's attention and affection.
Lin Shih-hao frowned slightly, looking at the beautiful and alluring woman before him, a slight smile playing on his lips. He caught a whiff of a faint fragrance emanating from the model, a scent mingled with the aroma of wine and cosmetics, intoxicatingly sweet. He reached out and touched the model's face, saying with a hint of sarcasm, "Alright, do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Tell me, what do you want this time?"
Upon hearing Lin Shih-hao's words, a hint of embarrassment and resentment flashed across the model's face. She knew that Lin Shih-hao had seen through her thoughts, but she still kept her composure and said with some grievance, "Young Master Lin, how could you say that to me? This is so hurtful." Her voice revealed a pitiful tone, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
Looking at her aggrieved expression, Lin Shih-hao's heart wavered slightly. Even though he knew she was acting in front of him, he was still happy that such a beautiful woman was trying to please him. So he reached out and gently stroked the model's hair, his voice softening considerably: "Oh dear, look at you, always acting all coquettish with me. I've had so many women around me, but none of them are as good at flirting as you. Tell me, tell me, what do you want? I'll buy it."
A sly glint flashed in the model's eyes. She gently pushed Lin Shih-hao's hand away, then picked up the wine bottle and filled his glass. The liquid in the glass shimmered enticingly under the light, making one yearn to taste it.
"Young Master Lin, you're so generous. I just saw a limited edition bag I liked while shopping today." The model smiled charmingly and held the wine glass to Lin Shih-hao's lips. "Young Master Lin, let's have a drink together."
"Buy it if you want." Lin Shih-hao took the wine glass, lightly clinked it with the model's, and then tilted his head back to drink it all in one gulp. The spiciness and sweetness of the alcohol intertwined on his tongue, giving him a sense of pleasure. Looking at the model's charming smile and bright eyes, his heart fluttered.
After a few rounds of drinks, Lin Shih-hao subconsciously glanced at the time displayed on his phone screen, then swayed as he stood up, ready to end the party.
"Young Master Lin, aren't you planning to stay overnight?" The young model tugged at Lin Shih-hao's sleeve coquettishly, her voice sweet and charming. "Some other girls will be coming over to sing with us later tonight~"
She blinked her alluring eyes, her gaze full of provocation and suggestion.
However, Lin Shih-hao remained unmoved by such temptation. A slight, almost imperceptible smug smile appeared on his lips as he slowly bent down to pick up his coat, replying softly, "No, I have very important things to take care of tomorrow morning."
The young model naturally understood the reason, so she obediently let go of his hand, still wearing a charming and professional smile, and said, "Okay, Mr. Lin, remember to contact him again when you have time."
She knew perfectly well that it must have been Lin Shih-hao's girlfriend who had called to arrange a meeting for tomorrow. People in their line of work naturally knew the rules very well, so she only pretended to try to persuade her to stay.
The next morning, golden sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, scattering like scattered gold dust onto Shen Meiyan's soft, comfortable bed. She slowly woke up, stretched, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and then habitually picked up her phone from the bedside table.
Just then, a crisp and pleasant message notification sound rang out.
Shen Meiyan's heart skipped a beat. She tapped the screen and saw a photo sent by Lin Shihao. In the photo, Lin Shihao sat upright in a bright red sports car, the window slightly open. He turned his head to face the camera, deliberately posing to show off his handsome profile—quite narcissistic. Moreover, he chose the shooting angle so that Shen Meiyan could see the view outside the window was of her apartment building.
The post was accompanied by the text: "Waiting for you, my princess. Take your time, I'm not in a hurry."
Shen Meiyan walked to the window and looked out. Sure enough, a red supercar was parked downstairs. Lin Shihao had already gotten out of the car, leaning slightly against the hood, slowly smoking a cigarette between his fingers.
Shen Meiyan smiled, took a picture with her phone, and immediately sent it to Song Shiyao.
Song Shiyao likes to provoke her, which is fine; they can hurt each other.
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