Chen Fan, currently getting a massage, had completely lost focus on relaxing.
âI encountered Ye Aotian.â
âUh, and then?â
âI saw him seeking out Liu Chong, apparently for revenge. And, Liu Chongâs dead. Ye Aotian killed him.â
Chen Fan let out a sigh of relief.
At least the storyline was on track, and the plot was still progressing. If Ye Aotian hadnât killed Liu Chong, that would have been a serious problem.
âBut, Ye Aotian seems to have been injured. There were a few guys who fought really well and beat him up pretty badly.â
Chen Fan was stunned.
âYe Aotian ⦠didnât die, did he?â
Jin Lan was testing Chen Fan, trying to figure out what role this transmigrator was meant to play. But seeing how nervous he got, Jin Lan understood that Chen Fan didnât want Ye Aotian to die, or rather, that the plot had to keep moving forward.
âNo, he didnât die. Heâs just badly injured and probably went to the hospital. If you make a call now, someone could arrest him, and heâd be convicted on the spot.â
Chen Fan looked at the phone in front of him. He understood that Jin Lan was telling him that with just one phone call, the protagonist would be done for. The story would end right here.
âThat wonât be necessary. Iâd prefer to play with him slowly. Torturing someone doesnât always mean killing them. Letting him watch me and Lin Qingyue together, breaking him bit by bitâthatâs the best form of torture.â
âSuit yourself. I was just giving you a heads-up. Do with it as you wish. By the way, do you really like Lin Qingyue?â
Jin Lan already knew the answer, but she wanted to see how Chen Fan would act out his role.
âActually ⦠I do like her, a little. Sister Jin, you know the kinds of women Iâve been around since I was young. Sheâs really different from them. Her smile is beautiful, and sheâs stunning. Every glance, every smile, I find enchanting. I think ⦠Iâm completely in love with her.â
The massage girl looked up at Chen Fan, her eyes filled with tenderness. Clearly, she was moved by his devotion. Even Chen Fan thought he was being quite romantic. He mentally applauded himself for that performance.
Jin Lan chuckled internally.
âThose guys were sent by me.â
âBoss, what are you â¦?â
âJust testing his abilities. Didnât expect him to be so capable. But in the end, itâs you young peopleâs businessâyou can handle it yourselves.â
Chen Fan nodded.
He let out a breath of relief.
That sounded like something Jin Lan would do. In his memory, Ye Aotianâs pursuit of Jin Lan was fraught with difficulties. That road was always going to be a tough one.
After saying this, Jin Lan closed her eyes and rested.
Once their massages were over, Jin Lan headed home by herself and didnât ask Chen Fan to escort her.
âOld Huang, am I old?â
âBoss, what are you talking about? Girls in their twenties donât look as young as you.â
âReally? Old Huang, youâve been flattering me a lot lately.â
âWorking with you makes me happy, thatâs all.â
Jin Lan stared out the window, muttering to herself, âOld Huang, do you think one day Iâll become a woman who just serves men?â
âI donât know, but I think no man is worthy of you.â
Jin Lan didnât respond.
At that moment, Old Huang was scared out of his wits.
Meanwhile, Lin Qingyue, having just finished her work, was looking at the dayâs events in the notebook.
She burst out laughing.
This was way more entertaining than any TV drama. Reading this journal had practically become part of her daily routine.
Jin Lan was logical and thought things through carefully. So she wouldnât act recklessly.
But Lin Qingyue wasnât like that. Sheâs still young. Her pride told her that no man could insult her like that. She didnât care about Ye Aotianâs situation anymore. Now, she was focused on Chen Fan.
âSecretary, prepare some outfits for me. What kind of clothes? The good-looking kind. Someoneâs going to confess to me tomorrow.â
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The secretary was dumbfounded