Foolishly Flirting with the White Moonlight Leads to Being Marked - Chapter 26.2

Yan Qingqiu still understood modern netizens pretty well. She sincerely felt they could not possibly sell everything out instantly. She had put up three hundred links. After the Golden-Haired Princess set and the essential oil sold out, there were still people refunding. There were still so many products left. How could they possibly do it?

Su Xingjie also understood netizens very well. A mere three hundred links. The only reason they had not sold out today was because Yan Qingqiu had not done presales. If she had directly said she would PK eighteen models, would they not empty out the whole company today?

Netizens had simply been fooled by the clickbait title and arrived late. Who wanted to listen to a love story these days? Everyone wanted to see something with more substance!

“Then I’ll roll. Forget one round, I’ll roll ten rounds! If I can earn several hundred million in one night, what’s there to be pretentious about?” Yan Qingqiu felt that the mindset of these executives was not as open as hers. There was money to be made, and the family would not go bankrupt. Was it not just rolling over some models? What was there to hesitate over?

After tidying herself up, Yan Qingqiu slung her little pearl-chain bag over her shoulder and left the lounge. When she came out, she did not forget to call Yan Fu.

“Dad, I’m going out to eat with Xingxing. She and her eighteen models worked hard today too, so I’m treating them.”

Yan Fu was still in a meeting. The executives had originally wanted to hold a celebration banquet today and have him call Yan Qingqiu along. Yan Fu did not want his precious daughter to spend time in a wine-and-meat social battlefield, so this was just right to send her away. “Go. After eating, put it on the account. I’ll reimburse you. After you’re done, call Uncle Dong and have him pick you up.”

“I know. Don’t work too hard either.”

After hanging up, Yan Fu placed his phone on the table. He let out a breath of relief. His whole body relaxed, as if he could finally straighten his waist and puff out his chest. That daughter of his, who had not exactly been obedient as a child, but had been lively and knew how to care about her dad, had finally returned.

Thinking about it, he still felt uneasy and called the company security guards, telling them to protect Miss’s safety. What if that Fu Ye came over to pester his daughter and cause trouble?

Yan Qingqiu talked with Su Xingjie as they went downstairs. When they reached the ground floor, Su Xingjie went to get the car. Yan Qingqiu stood by the entrance, waiting. With her behavior today, she could be considered someone who had made a name for herself in the jianghu, right?

Downstairs, she saw a familiar car.

The model was not particularly eye-catching. It was black and steady-looking, with two overlapping M logos on the front. She looked at it for an extra second, and the headlights flashed along with her gaze.

Clearly, it was reminding her that someone was inside. It became difficult for Yan Qingqiu to pretend she did not know. Su Xingjie called her, “Let’s go. I already booked a place.”

Yan Qingqiu lifted her foot and walked forward. The car horn sounded too. She walked forward one step, and the car followed one step. A moment later, the person inside pushed open the car door. The person in the car turned sideways and looked at her. The two faced each other in silence.

“What? Miss Yan has such a grand air now?” The person sitting inside looked outside. Before Miss Yan could speak, she said warmly, “Master came to pick you up, and you’re still reluctant to go home?”

It was over. Yan Qingqiu felt that her legs were no longer listening to her. All the words she had prepared just now were useless.

Say no more. Go back, go back, she would go back right now.

Yan Qingqiu bent down, preparing to get into the passenger seat. Her head had just gone in when she came back out again. Then she gently closed the door and moved to sit in the back instead. Better not to provoke Miss Song. What if seeing her made her too angry… During evening rush hour, it was quite dangerous for a car to act recklessly.

On the other side, Su Xingjie waited a long time without seeing her come over. Seeing Song Qingre’s car, she quickly came over and knocked on the window. “Eh, Qiu-bao, you’re not going?”

The front window slowly lowered, revealing Song Qingre’s side profile. She said to Su Xingjie outside, “You drive in front. My car will follow behind.”

Su Xingjie looked toward Yan Qingqiu. Yan Qingqiu nodded reservedly.

Yan Qingqiu placed her hands on her knees. She was sitting directly behind Song Qingre. Song Qingre could not see her at all, but she could see Song Qingre’s shoulders.

She regretted it. She should have sat in the passenger seat beside Song Qingre. That way, she might have been able to see Song Qingre’s face and know what expression she had, so she could figure out how to respond later.

The neon lights outside shone in. Yan Qingqiu looked forward, then backward. Finally, she took out her phone and looked. After only one glance, she immediately turned off her phone. These media outlets, these business competitors, the articles they wrote to attack her career were truly unsightly. Pure nonsense!

What did they mean by “she fought eighteen wild models until water and sweat dripped everywhere”? What did they mean by “she planked over eighteen tender models while panting”?

Did Song Qingre see it?

—No, wait. So what if she saw it? There was nothing between her and Song Qingre anyway. At most, Song Qingre was her creditor now.

—Please. This was no ordinary creditor.

Yan Qingqiu’s mind started arguing noisily. She fiercely pressed the power button on the side. Fine. She would not open it.

The car drove steadily. Yan Qingqiu had thought Song Qingre would find an excuse and directly turn the car back to the villa, but unexpectedly, she really sent her to Xitulanya Restaurant.

Song Qingre parked the car and got out from the front. She very politely asked the person in the back, “Do I have a chance to eat with you?”

Yan Qingqiu nodded and said, “Yes. After all, you are…”

She closed the car door and sensed someone coming over. “You’re the sponsor.”

Song Qingre nodded. “You’re right. It’s just that I sponsored a little too much.”

Her words had a hidden meaning. Yan Qingqiu felt as if she had bitten her tongue.

One hundred million, okay? Today, Song Qingre should be the honored guest eating with her stomach wide open. She was a sponsor who asked for nothing in return.

Yan Qingqiu put her phone in her pocket. Today, she was treating. If Song Qingre had really turned the car around just now, she would have lost face to death.

Fortunately, Song Qingre was quite considerate.

When they went up to Xitulanya Restaurant, Su Xingjie tried to stand beside Yan Qingqiu. Unfortunately, the atmosphere was strange, and she felt that Yan Qingqiu was paying special attention to Song Qingre’s mood.

Inside Xitulanya Restaurant, everyone sat around a round table to eat. Yan Qingqiu felt somewhat embarrassed. She had never really been to any grand Xitulanya Restaurant and was afraid everyone would dislike the place she chose.

The models at the table talked among themselves, and the conversation was quite lively. But the other three people did not speak, silently thinking about who knew what.

During the meal, Yan Qingqiu overheard a phone call. More accurately, she overheard Su Xingjie’s phone call. It seemed one of Su Xingjie’s partners had seen the news and specially came to ask whether Su Xingjie had given eighteen models to Yan Qingqiu.

After the call went on for a while, Yan Qingqiu heard a familiar voice. The voice on the other end said angrily, “It’s that golden-haired bitch causing trouble again. She made me sink another five hundred thousand into it.”

Yan Qingqiu frowned. She turned sideways and asked Su Xingjie, “Why does this person’s voice sound so familiar?”

“It’s Luo Xi, the one who fought us for the painting last time. Fu Ye’s childhood sweetheart,” Su Xingjie said. “Wait, I’ll curse her back right now.”

“No need.” Yan Qingqiu shook her head. “How can you argue with a customer, sister? Think about it. The total price of all my products combined isn’t even over ten thousand, yet she still managed to spend hundreds of thousands. This is my number-one mega fan. We can’t afford to offend her. We need to broaden our mindset.”

Yan Qingqiu pinched her index finger and thumb and opened them as far as possible, smiling very happily. “Let her scold me. It’s just calling me a golden-haired bitch.”

Su Xingjie was very surprised. In the past, whenever Luo Xi scolded Yan Qingqiu, Yan Qingqiu would charge up and fight her, wishing she could use a brick to smash Luo Xi’s head to pieces. Now, Yan Qingqiu was actually this magnanimous and could make concessions for money.

No, saying it that way had no style.

She was standing tall while earning money, making Luo Xi scream in anger.

Su Xingjie hung up the phone, still rather unable to figure it out. “No, but is Luo Xi crazy? Why did she come to your livestream room to spend money?”

Yan Qingqiu was too embarrassed to say it, since Song Qingre was sitting beside them.

She felt that Luo Xi also wanted to watch her roll over eighteen models.

However, Luo Xi’s appearance created a turning point. Yan Qingqiu said, “Isn’t it because last time, I helped Song Qingre sell a painting and angered her? The grudge was formed then. Maybe she wanted to deal with me, then got so angry her brain stopped working. Hahaha.”

Yan Qingqiu stuffed food into her mouth and saw that Song Qingre beside her did not seem to be eating much. She only used her knife and fork to cut open the meat.

Yan Qingqiu was panicking to death. Song Qingre noticed her gaze, put a piece into her mouth, slowly tasted it, then said to her, “Thank you.”

Thank you for what?

Yan Qingqiu could not grasp it. After the meal, Yan Qingqiu put the bill under her dad’s name. She followed Song Qingre into the car to go back. This time, she sat in the passenger seat and kept glancing at Song Qingre.

Song Qingre held the steering wheel and asked, “Are you still streaming tomorrow?”

“Yes. The goods haven’t sold out yet. Tomorrow will definitely be the peak.”

Song Qingre hummed and did not ask more. When the car stopped at the entrance, the sensor lights at home turned on, but there was no one in the courtyard.

Yan Qingqiu even thought: Are they preparing some kind of surprise for me?

When entering the house, she looked left and right. Her phone began ringing again. Su Xingjie had sent a message, seemingly asking whether she had gotten home and whether she still wanted the eighteen models tomorrow.

Yan Qingqiu looked at the message while entering the house. Song Qingre turned on the light, and she also thought of going to turn one on. The two accidentally bumped into each other. The light did not turn on, and her phone fell to the floor.

The light from the phone illuminated their faces.

Yan Qingqiu suddenly did not dare pick up the phone.

Song Qingre lifted her head and looked at her. Seeing that Yan Qingqiu did not move, she bent down, picked up her phone, and wiped the dust off the screen.

She had not touched anything else when an article suddenly popped up on the interface:

[Yan Qingqiu and eighteen models covered in essential oil animated GIF…]

Song Qingre stared at her. She stared at the phone. Yan Qingqiu withdrew her gaze and only wished the interface would hurry and retract. But the real-time hot topic automatically slid upward, repeatedly jumping over the high-voltage line.

[Hiss, hiss. If Yan Qingqiu rolls over eighteen models covered in essential oil, will she react? Unlike me. If I rolled over one, I’d already be done for.]

Yan Qingqiu: “…”

This netizen, put your pants back on. I’m about to trip over them.

At the same time, she also knew that this peaceful night was about to welcome a storm.

Song Qingre also saw the netizen’s comment. She turned on the light, and the living room brightened. Two shadows fell on the ground. Song Qingre went to sit on the sofa in the living room, and Yan Qingqiu silently followed.

Song Qingre sat down and read aloud, “Rolling over and rolling back. Is it the kind of rolling where chest touches chest? During the face-to-face confrontation, can you stop for one minute? It feels like women’s bodies are best suited to pressing together. Exciting.”

“…Stop reading.” Yan Qingqiu’s toes frantically dug into the ground.

“I’m different. I want to roll over Miss Yan.”

Song Qingre’s voice was warm as she continued reading, “So exciting. I like it so much. Can Yan Corporation hold a lottery? Like drawing a prize to roll over the models once. Ah, I also want to roll over eighteen models.”

That “ah” was a little soul-stirring. Yan Qingqiu went numb.

“Yes.” Yan Qingqiu could not hold back and answered. The moment she did, she wanted to slap herself. Cheap mouth, cheap mouth. Did she not want to live?

Song Qingre stopped looking at the phone. This time, she did not read. She said one sentence herself. “When I watched Miss Yan do push-ups with one finger over the models, I was thinking, how long can Miss Yan hold herself up over her master?”

So difficult to answer.

The living room was so big. Yan Qingqiu stood inside it, yet the surroundings were silent and empty. She did not know how Song Qingre had managed to send everyone away. Logically, the maids and butler should all have come to welcome her today, like before, taking her bag and flattering her. Now there was not a single shadow of a person. Where was everyone? Someone come save her.

Autumn should not be cold, yet she felt a chill over her body.

Song Qingre seemed to guess what she was thinking and said, “I said you were very tired today and told them not to disturb you. The little genius who saved the Yan family needs to rest properly. Tonight, I’ll give you a massage, then let you sleep early.”

Yan Qingqiu lifted her head slightly, mainly because she heard the phrase “little genius who saved the Yan family.” Her courage grew a little. “You’re not criticizing me?”

“Why would I criticize you? You sold so many goods today. You even broke the transaction record.”

Yan Qingqiu did not know that. She had thought she had only barely passed. It seemed she had been praised, and she felt a little happy.

Song Qingre asked her back, “Did you think I would threaten you? Frighten you?”

Yan Qingqiu parted her lips. Wasn’t that the case?

“Is that the feeling I give you? I’m a little sad.” Song Qingre sighed. She smiled helplessly and put down the phone. “I treated you well for nothing.”

Yan Qingqiu thought, if she were the master, the creditor, the sponsor, and her little slave had gone to challenge eighteen tender models alone, she would be very angry. She would call all those tender models over with one phone call, or rush into the scene and carry the little slave away.

Then… then thoroughly punish her.

Of, of course, this was just the warning of her brain turning lustful. She herself currently did not dare.

Yan Qingqiu examined Song Qingre. Song Qingre’s expression was peaceful, and she was still holding Yan Qingqiu’s phone. A few seconds later, she picked up the phone again and returned it to her.

Song Qingre asked, “Then may I fly into a rage at you now, Miss Yan?”

She did not know whether she was too sensitive to the address “Miss Yan,” but every time Song Qingre called her that, her body reacted intensely. Her body went numb, and the nerves running from the back of her neck down her tailbone became crisp and tingling.

Yan Qingqiu was not stupid.

She knew Song Qingre was definitely not as gentle as she appeared on the surface.

It was just, how did she manage to blend gentleness and threat so considerately?

Yan Qingqiu originally could have stubbornly talked back. But because of this gentleness, she was forcibly drowned. If Song Qingre had used harsh words to criticize and blame her today, she would have had the confidence to scold back, even burn the bridge after crossing it: I was helping my dad sell goods, what does it have to do with you? I’ll pay you back one hundred million now!

Song Qingre stood up from the sofa. She walked all the way to the second floor. Their footsteps were very light. When she stopped, Yan Qingqiu also stopped.

Yan Qingqiu was not cowardly. “I’ll go in with you.”

“Is your dad not coming back today?”

Why ask that all of a sudden?

The moment the door opened, they could smell a burst of essential oil fragrance.

The company’s essential oil inventory had all been used up. The ones at home should be the last batch.

Song Qingre turned on the light. The lamplight was not very bright. The two stood by the bed talking. Song Qingre told Yan Qingqiu to sit. Yan Qingqiu still chose to stand.

She looked at her. Song Qingre held a tissue between her fingers. Yan Qingqiu opened her palm. Yan Qingqiu did not know what Song Qingre wanted to do, so she stretched her fingers over.

Song Qingre helped wipe her fingers. She wiped every one carefully and thoroughly, wiping them clean, and even stroked the lines of Yan Qingqiu’s palm.

Yan Qingqiu knew. It was because these two fingers had supported her on the ground.

“Do you want me to wipe your whole body clean?” Song Qingre asked.

Yan Qingqiu’s legs were about to tremble. Fortunately, she had iron bones. Otherwise, she would immediately perform a sliding kneel for Song Qingre to see. She shook her head, then lowered her head and said, “No need. My body didn’t touch them. I haven’t rolled over eighteen models yet.”

“Then after you roll over them, I’ll help you wipe clean inside and out?” Miss Song asked gently, her fingers hooking the golden hair falling over Yan Qingqiu’s chest.

Her hair had touched the models’ bodies.

Yan Qingqiu answered yes. Only after answering did she immediately feel that something was wrong. Unfortunately, it was too late. Song Qingre said, “So you really do plan to roll over eighteen models. So impressive.”

Yan Qingqiu wanted to cry. Was this not fishing enforcement? A complete trick question?

Seeing her hang her head dejectedly without speaking, Song Qingre comforted her. “It’s fine. I’m also looking forward to it.”

Yan Qingqiu understood. Song Qingre was looking forward to her rolling over them, and also looking forward to helping her wash clean afterward… Fatal.

Fortunately, she was smart enough to give netizens an impossible task. For now, she would not die yet. In her heart, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

“I’m going to start getting angry.” Song Qingre held her fingers and said.

“Ah?” Yan Qingqiu had just let out a startled sound when she was pulled into Song Qingre’s arms. She hurriedly struggled, but Song Qingre did not rush to control her. First, Song Qingre stood up. When Yan Qingqiu tried to stand, Song Qingre gripped Yan Qingqiu’s wrist and turned her over. Yan Qingqiu lay on the bed, her forehead pressed against the sheets. “What are you doing? Careful, I’ll shout.”

“It’s fine. Shout. If you do this, I’ll be more excited.” As Song Qingre spoke, Yan Qingqiu could sense that she was not merely excited. It was more like she did not want Yan Qingqiu to see her face.

Was it very terrifying?

Was there something in her eyes…

Slap—

“Mm…”

Yan Qingqiu lifted her neck slightly. This time, Song Qingre’s hand pressed against the back of her neck. Song Qingre had actually hit her.

This bitch…

“Actually, I was a tiny bit angry today.” Song Qingre’s voice was gentle, like a knife cutting against Yan Qingqiu’s ear.

“If it hurts, you can say so…”

“You can also say, Jiejie, sorry. I shouldn’t have said I’d roll over other models.”

Yan Qingqiu bit her lip. Her forehead pressed against the bedsheet, and the strength in her fingers almost tore the sheets. She said softly, “I wasn’t obedient… I deserved to be hit.”

She spoke obediently, but her fingers gripping the sheets tightened. She breathed out, her back lifting slightly, as if hinting to Song Qingre: just you wait, I’ll hit back.

Her current submission also seemed to say: you can do whatever you want to me, even hit me harder, but admitting defeat is impossible…

Song Qingre’s strength clearly loosened a lot. Yan Qingqiu struggled twice. She did not seize the chance to escape. She knew Dad would come home today. No matter how ruthless Song Qingre was, she would not dare do anything too much to her.

Yan Qingqiu turned her head to look at her, but she could not see clearly. Her golden hair clung to her cheek.

Song Qingre thought she was going to curse. After all, Miss Yan’s mouth truly was very stubborn.

Yan Qingqiu turned her head, her breath blowing the hair on her cheek, one puff after another. Her chest rose and fell, her breathing gradually warming.

Her mouth was indeed very stubborn and hard. She would not admit fault, and she would even provoke her. “If you’re angry, you can hit me a few more times… If you have the ability, beat me until I bloom.”

Author’s Note:

I want to write Dad at home while she still gets beaten until she blooms, and the next day she doesn’t dare tell Dad.

Sorry, these past two days I’ve been dealing with my teeth. Pulpitis. I have to spend four hours on treatment every day. After it gets better, I’ll go back to updating at six or seven like before. I’m really sorry.

I originally wanted to write through a whole day in one go, about fifteen thousand words, but unfortunately, my tooth hurts. Tomorrow, challenge Qiuqiu’s weak point Orz.