**Chapter 28: Letting Others Pick the Flower**
The inner banquet hall was extravagant and lavish. People coming and going were all notable figures from the entertainment industry, dressed in splendid outfits, adorned with dazzling jewelry\u2014an opulent scene of indulgence and vanity fair, showcasing the grandeur of the event.
Someone of Qin Mang\u2019s status?
Almost none.
Qin Mang sat in her seat, her slender, fair fingertips toying with a champagne flute. Under the lights, her eyes sparkled with a soft, affectionate glow. Even without speaking, she easily drew attention.
Qi Rong looked at her side profile\u2014palm-sized face, exquisitely beautiful, her eyes glimmering with a unique, enchanting charm that belonged to her alone.
The person Qin Mang had just gestured at flashed through Qi Rong’s mind.
She couldn’t help but gulp.
She couldn\u2019t believe her bestie was aiming that high: \u201cDo you even know who that is? And you dare to say something like that?\u201d
\u201cSomeone could\u2019ve overheard!\u201d
\u201cI was seriously scared to death just now!\u201d
Qin Mang took a casual sip of champagne, her voice lazy and indifferent, \u201cDidn\u2019t you ask?\u201d
Qi Rong choked for a second.
\u201cBut someone like President He\u2014his entire being screams untouchable holiness. Touch him and you\u2019d disappear without a trace.\u201d
\u201cHiss\u2014\u201d
Just thinking about it was terrifying. She summed it up:
\u201cAdmire from afar, don\u2019t dare to toy with.\u201d
Qin Mang let out a light laugh, her soft and pleasant voice tinged with meaning: \u201cIsn\u2019t playing with a holy and untouchable man more thrilling?\u201d
\u201cPfft\u2014\u201d
Qi Rong nearly spat out her champagne. After a few seconds, a new door opened in her mind.
\u201cYou\u2019re right.\u201d
The fall of the ascetic to lust.
Sounds kind of exciting.
Suddenly, the young male college student she recently started seeing didn\u2019t seem as appealing.
Sure, he was good in bed.
And had stamina.
But he was like a horny puppy\u2014always thinking about sex, with no restraint.
She was getting bored.
They were whispering to each other when they realized many people were looking in their direction.
Tan Guannan, fashionably late, was walking toward them.
Qi Rong, who had been lounging comfortably, quickly straightened up.
She instinctively wanted to warn Qin Mang, but\u2014
Qin Mang, sitting beside her, spoke in a lazy and casual tone, but her posture was flawless. No matter the angle, she was stunning\u2014like a noble lady from an ancient painting. Every gesture, every smile carried innate elegance.
Qi Rong: I\u2019m the only clown here.
Qin Mang looked at her in confusion after Qi Rong nudged her: \u201cWhat is it?\u201d
\u201cTan God is here!\u201d
Qi Rong finally came to her senses.
Tan Guannan stopped in front of them with gentlemanly politeness. His finely sculpted features were even more captivating under the dim lights. With a smile on his lips before he even spoke, he said, \u201cMiss Qin, nice to meet you.\u201d
\u201cI know it\u2019s a bit forward, but Teacher Fu Yuan asked me to keep an eye on you\u2014not to touch any high-calorie stuff.\u201d
The lotus-shaped dessert Qin Mang was holding in her hand\u2014
Plopped right back onto the plate.
Ahhh!
For a split second, her pretty face cracked.
What the hell, Fu Yuan.
She even needed a chaperone for a high-end banquet now?
It used to be Meng Ting keeping an eye on her. Then when her weight wouldn’t drop, Fu Yuan started supervising her personally.
She had to report even a sip of water.
Did she not deserve any dignity?
After a few seconds of composure, Qin Mang gave a small smile, \u201cThank you, Mr. Tan. I was just admiring the lotus shape.\u201d
Had no intention of eating it.
Yeah, right.
Her expression betrayed everything\u2014she didn\u2019t even try to pretend.
In the entertainment industry, girls this honest were rare. Tan Guannan had only come over because of Fu Yuan\u2019s request, but now his interest was genuinely piqued. He smiled faintly: \u201cMay I sit here?\u201d
\u201cI\u2019ll be joining the *Ephemeral Splendor* crew in a few days.\u201d
Qi Rong, ever perceptive, knew they had a movie project together and promptly got up to give him her seat.
\u201cIntroduce him to me later.\u201d
As she stood, she leaned close to Qin Mang and whispered in her ear, even showing her phone\u2019s blank memo screen for emphasis: \u201cI want to sleep with him.\u201d
Dressed in a pale pink princess-like gown, she looked sweet as sugar\u2014but her words were pure audacity.
She then lifted her skirt gracefully and walked away.
They had chosen this corner for whispering in private\u2014
Now only Qin Mang and Tan Guannan remained.
They became the center of attention.
Qin Mang had always done as she pleased, unfazed by any situation\u2014especially one she was well-accustomed to since childhood.
Fu Yuan had mentioned she used to mentor Tan Guannan, and this movie was also thanks to his recommendation.
Professionally and personally, Qin Mang owed him and couldn\u2019t afford to be cold.
Her pretty little head thought for a long time but couldn\u2019t come up with any polite small talk.
In the end, she quietly pushed an untouched dessert in front of him.
Her gaze was reluctant.
Tan Guannan felt like he\u2019d just stolen candy from a child.
He pointed at a camellia-shaped yam cake: \u201cThis one\u2019s lower in calories.\u201d
He wore a perfectly tailored, high-end suit that accentuated his physique. Handsome, composed, and elegant\u2014he truly lived up to his reputation as one of the most dashing and refined male celebrities in the industry.
She wore a strapless mermaid gown with heavy embroidery. Hand-stitched silk mimosa flowers stretched from her waist to her chest. Around her elegant swan neck hung a necklace themed with the same flower, encrusted with diamonds that cascaded against her snowy skin, adding an ethereal glow.
The outfit was grand, yet her radiant face still outshone all the gemstones. Her eyes shimmered, and the tiny diamonds stuck beneath their outer corners sparkled.
The He family\u2019s styling team had used real diamonds\u2014picked straight from Qin Mang\u2019s gem drawer. Their value rivaled even the high-end jewelry she wore that night.
It wasn\u2019t the jewelry that enhanced her.
It was she who made the jewelry look more luxurious.
Even seated beside the top male celebrity in the industry, she wasn\u2019t overshadowed.
Instead, they created a harmonious aura of aristocratic elegance and aloofness.
The media immediately captured the moment.
The event was already under full public scrutiny\u2014especially with Qin Mang and Tan Guannan both trending lately.
Before the banquet even ended, a candid photo of them hit the trending charts.
> \u201cThank you, Goddess Qin and God Tan. Now I can finally visualize what it looks like when a wealthy power couple attends a luxury banquet!\u201d
> \u201cPlease, just act in a glamorous drama together already. I swear I\u2019ll buy every ticket.\u201d
> \u201cAhhh, the vibes are immaculate.\u201d
> \u201cEven if it’s not a film, I\u2019ll take a drama. Even a photoshoot. Just *something*, please\u2026\u201d
> \u201cPower couple for life!\u201d
> \u201cAm I the only one who thinks Qin the Vase is drop-dead gorgeous tonight? Even overshadowed Tan Guannan.\u201d
> \u201cAre you blind?\u201d
> \u201cYou really think there’s someone at that venue more handsome than Tan Guannan? If he\u2019s being overshadowed, does your female star\u2019s life matter more than ours?\u201d
…
This luxury banquet wasn\u2019t just for stars\u2014there were major power players from every industry.
Behind a carved screen, the inner lounge was much quieter than the glitzy outer hall. Even conversations were held in hushed tones, lest someone disturb a VIP\u2019s peace.
He Lingji’s slender fingers idly fiddled with a gilded incense burner, expression indifferent and bored.
Next to him, Ruan Qizhu was being overly dramatic: \u201cThat so-called power couple shot? Please. The real god-tier photo is this one!\u201d
Wu Yuan glanced at Ruan\u2019s lit-up phone and let out a snort, turning to He Lingji: \u201cYour little lioness is quite the butterfly magnet.\u201d
He Lingji’s features were cold and refined, his gaze calm and piercing\u2014like the first snowfall on a bare branch, making people shiver.
Seeing his dangerous look, Ruan Qizhu quickly handed over the phone: \u201cCome on, it\u2019s just a candid photo. Fans are the ones dreaming up the \u2018power couple\u2019 narrative. If you want the real thing, it\u2019s you and our sister-in-law.\u201d
As someone who had He Lingji\u2019s investment, Ruan Qizhu prayed this couple would stay strong forever.
So he could keep milking the cash cow.
He Lingji\u2019s thin lips curled into a faint, icy smile.
He barely glanced at the photo\u2014
But his gaze paused on the girl’s eyes, shimmering like autumn waters.
Wu Yuan added fuel to the fire: \u201cWhat\u2019s the big deal? Just a movie with the director, a meal with a future co-star. Our Mr. He is clearly the most open-minded husband in the world.\u201d
\u201cHonestly, a laid-back husband like you is a blessing for a female celebrity.\u201d
\u201cOtherwise, all the bickering would ruin both your careers.\u201d
Open-minded?
Ruan Qizhu had a gut feeling Wu Yuan was throwing shade\u2014
But he had no proof.
“Say less.”
As He Ge\u2019s thoughtful little cotton-padded jacket, Ruan Qizhuo thought for a moment, switched to another photo, and showed it to He Lingji first: “Let them witness the true atmosphere of a wealthy couple’s fateful relationship.”
“I knew you’d be shipping a fake couple!”
The photo in Ruan Qizhuo\u2019s hand was taken accidentally by his company’s photographer. It captured the moment when He Lingji and Qin Mang exchanged glances as they entered.
In the photo, the young woman in a luxurious gown and the mysterious, noble man locked eyes through the crowd. Figures were blurred in the background, separated by mountains and seas, as if they could only see each other, with everyone else becoming mere fleeting illusions.
To Ruan Qizhuo\u2019s surprise, the netizens didn\u2019t go wild shipping the couple like he had imagined.
“What the heck, who is this? Is this for real?”
“This is… that unspeakable big shot from the He family, ahhh! Someone just said those celebrities are all part of the fame game, but look closely\u2014this one represents the pinnacle of the fame game!”
“Wait, is that Qin Mang?”
“A finely crafted porcelain vase from the royal kiln and the ice-cold glacier statue that overlooks the mortal world\u2014why did you capture them like this?”
“It\u2019s a great shot, but don\u2019t take any more.”
“You managed to capture this fateful vibe with people who have no connection to each other, you\u2019re… ridiculous.”
“First of all, the glacier statue should be high up, no one\u2019s allowed to touch it!”
“Secondly, with Qin Mang\u2019s looks, no matter where she\u2019s placed in a story, she\u2019d be the kind of villain who tries to seduce the gods and gets stabbed to death by the hero in the first episode. Stop shipping her with him, okay?”
“The bright oil paints dripping into the ink painting\u2014my OCD can\u2019t handle this, I can\u2019t stand it!”
“These two are daring to ship? Are you crazy?”
“Your account\u2019s going to be deleted.”
“Lighting a candle for your account, may it rest in peace.”
“CP fans these days really ship anything…”
“Although the visual is stunning, considering their identities, I can\u2019t ship them\u2026”
Seeing things escalate out of control, Ruan Qizhuo dared not make a sound.
He Lingji glanced over calmly, his long fingers tracing the glass of his wine glass. Under the warm, elegant lights, his eyes, calm and indifferent, reflected in the glass as his fingers lightly tapped the table.
Secretary Cong immediately leaned in.
In a clear voice, devoid of emotion, He Lingji said, “Remove all topics about wealthy couples.”
“Tell Fu Yuan that this kind of topic is not allowed on public platforms from now on.”
As the banquet neared its end,
“Not happy?” Wu Yuan saw He Lingji about to leave and couldn’t help but ask seriously, “Jealous?”
He Lingji\u2019s thin lips curled into a cold sneer: “She is Mrs. He.”
“Not a female celebrity who can recklessly stir up scandals in the entertainment industry.”
Wu Yuan: “Is that all?”
He Lingji\u2019s expression remained calm: “That\u2019s all.”
…
At 9 PM, He Lingji left early after staying for less than two hours. In the VIP passage, his footsteps were regular, as if nothing in the situation had affected his emotions.
A moment later, Secretary Cong handed him his phone, speaking quietly: “It\u2019s a call from Ms. Fu Yuan.”
Fu Yuan: “Mr. He, I\u2019ll take care of the wealthy couple topic, I\u2019m not planning to go the scandal route, but… do you think it\u2019s okay to stir up a wealthy siblings topic?”
“Working with Tan Guannan would benefit Qin Mang\u2019s career, and moreover\u2014”
“They are soon to collaborate on ‘Fabulous.'”
“Compared to someone like Jiang Hengyan, a newly crowned Best Actor with an unstable position, Tan Guannan holds a very high status in the industry. Many newcomers try to follow his path but fail.”
He Lingji\u2019s voice was cold and somewhat impatient: “Did I hire you to stir up news for the actors?”
“If you\u2019re not capable, change the person.”
He immediately hung up.
Fu Yuan: “\u2026”
She was the only one in the world who dared to question her abilities.
Qin Mang had no idea about any of this. She hadn\u2019t even seen the photo of her and Tan Guannan as a \u2018wealthy couple,\u2019 only the one with He Lingji. And the comments from the netizens.
She was fuming. She opened WeChat and typed rapidly:
Little Lion Roar Meow: \\[Listen, netizens are saying you\u2019ll kill me off in the first episode!]
\\[You\u2019re willing to stab me, someone so uniquely beautiful, after I favor you?]
Cold-blooded Capitalist: \\[Willing.]
Qin Mang was about to send a video to scold him. But suddenly, she had an idea, and a faint blush appeared on her pale cheeks. She bit her lip and typed a few words:
Little Lion Roar Meow: \\[What\u2019s Mr. He planning to use to stab?]
After sending it, Qin Mang quickly shoved the phone into her bag, covering her face. Ah, ah, ah! She had gone too far! She actually dared to send such a suggestive message to He Lingji!
When she calmed down, she tried to retract it\u2014 But realized it had been more than two minutes.
Qin Mang: “\u2026”
She prayed he hadn\u2019t seen it.
Little did she know, the stretched Pullman that had left ten minutes ago suddenly turned around and headed back to the banquet location. Qin Mang had also left early through the back door.
Even at midnight, the main entrance of the banquet hall was still lit up and bustling. The back door led to a small alley, dim and quiet, with only a few wall lamps on the weathered walls, casting faint light.
The young woman in a luxurious dress appeared suddenly, instantly lighting up the surroundings. Qin Mang, wearing a black-and-white retro shawl, still couldn\u2019t hide her graceful figure, stretching her shadow through the alley\u2014
With red lips and black hair, she looked like a strikingly beautiful, dangerous ghost walking in the dark, both enchanting and perilous.
She stopped suddenly.
She saw the familiar, custom luxury car at the end of the alley. A smile appeared in her eyes. He still had some conscience, waiting for her.
Her slender ankles in high heels quickened, and she briskly lifted her skirt and ran out.
A-Tong followed behind, unprepared and chasing: “Hey… sis, why are you running?”
When she saw the cold, handsome face of the man through the half-open car window, her words abruptly stopped. A few seconds later, she grinned. Ahhh! The people online are really blind!
Who said oil paint won\u2019t blend with ink painting? It blends perfectly!
She looked around, worried about being spotted by paparazzi or passersby like last time. After confirming the coast was clear, she relaxed. She then called the driver, telling him to pick her up.
Unbeknownst to her, there were He family\u2019s bodyguards nearby. Not even paparazzi could get through, let alone a kitten.
Contrary to A-Tong\u2019s imagined sweet moment, Qin Mang didn\u2019t rush into He Lingji\u2019s arms, all lovey-dovey. Instead, she started searching through his hands. “Where\u2019s your phone?”
He Lingji held her delicate wrist, his gaze fixed on her, as if looking at the scorching sun in the dark. The young woman was like fire, capable of dispelling all the darkness.
He remembered her WeChat message.
He played with her slender fingers, his lips curving into a faint smile: “What do you need the phone for?”
Qin Mang, confidently: “As Mrs. He, what\u2019s wrong with checking your phone?”
“Do you have any little secrets you’re afraid I\u2019ll find?”
“Did you add any female celebrities on WeChat today?”
Secretary Cong handed He Lingji\u2019s private phone to Qin Mang:
“Mr. He is absolutely innocent!”
“He didn\u2019t add any male celebrities either!”
“Really?”
Qin Mang quickly took the phone, opened WeChat, and immediately deleted the last message she sent him, regardless of whether He Lingji saw it. She was determined to destroy the evidence. Even if he saw it, there was no proof. She was the smartest little fairy in the world!
Then she pretended to check the contacts.
When she put the phone down, she noticed that He Lingji was still holding her other hand loosely. She took his wrist in her other hand, lifted it up, and changed the subject: “Let me see if your love line is forked.”
“If it\u2019s forked, that means you\u2019ll secretly keep other little foxes behind my back!”
She absolutely couldn\u2019t let him bring up that WeChat message.
He Lingji, a bit tired, lounged back in the leather chair, his tall figure relaxed. He closed his eyes slightly, letting her do as she pleased.
Qin Mang, who had never really studied his hands, now noticed how his hands exuded a noble, refined elegance. There was a thin callus on his fingertips and the base of his thumb.
She touched them several times, muttering under her breath:
“Did you secretly carry bricks in the middle of the night?”
His hands, which always held pens, actually had calluses.
Originally, Qin Mang planned to find a way to provoke him. But\u2014 She looked closely at his clean, white palms, where three clear lines were visible. Especially the love line\u2014there was no fork, just a straight line cutting through his palm.
She flipped his hands over and over, checking both of them.
She didn\u2019t find any sign of a fork in the love line.
Qin Mang lifted her eyes and looked at his stunningly beautiful face. No matter how she looked at it, he didn\u2019t seem like the pure, one-man kind of guy!
At this moment, Secretary Cong suddenly presented an exquisite box. “By the way, Madam, this is a midnight snack prepared for you by Mr. He.”
The next second, Qin Mang’s expression changed.
She gazed at He Lingji, her eyes filled with frustration. “You really are the biggest obstacle in my weight loss journey…”
Not long ago, when they were at odds, she had chosen the same lavish meals as him every day.
Today, he sent her desserts again.
He Lingji seemed tired, pinching the space between his brows, his voice carrying a calm, detached coolness. “I see, you\u2019re eating food from some random man outside, feeling full now?”
Qin Mang: “?”
What was with this sudden sarcastic tone?
Secretary Cong looked at her with a bitter face. “Why don\u2019t you try a bite? Mr. He specially prepared this lychee flavor for you.”
He emphasized it twice, that it was specially prepared by Mr. He.
Qin Mang was always someone who responded well to gentle persuasion, and most importantly\u2014
The icy, transparent lychee mousse.
She couldn\u2019t resist the temptation.
“…”
She sighed. “I\u2019ll just run twenty more laps tomorrow and burn off today\u2019s calories.”
Qin Mang picked up a piece.
Her eyes, like shimmering water, involuntarily curved with happiness.
He Lingji glanced at her, then closed his eyes again.
By the time they returned to the lakeside villa, it was already close to midnight.
Having not seen each other for a long time, Qin Mang was originally worried that He Lingji would be the same as usual, demanding endlessly.
But to her surprise.
After a bath and skincare, she wrapped herself in a long robe, her fluffy, curly hair cascading down, walking into the master bedroom with a mesmerizing and captivating aura.
The room was dimly lit by a single wall lamp.
The atmosphere was hazy and enchanting.
However\u2014
On the large bed, the handsome, aloof man was already lying down, his hands folded on his abdomen, his sleeping posture as disciplined as usual. Even when Qin Mang climbed into bed, he didn\u2019t move.
It was rare for him to fall asleep before her.
Qin Mang, with a hint of jealousy, tugged at the stray hair on his forehead before he furrowed his brows.
Only then did she retreat back into the covers as if nothing had happened.
In the middle of the night.
Qin Mang couldn\u2019t sleep well. She kept feeling the warmth from He Lingji\u2019s body, like a small heater, making her wake up.
Groggily, she reached out to find a cooler spot.
Following the warmth, she touched his arm from his loose sleeve and was about to continue when\u2014
Her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
He Lingji furrowed his brows slightly.
In the stillness, he recalled the ambiguous teasing message Qin Mang had sent earlier, as well as her sneaky behavior in the middle of the night.
The man, his eyes half-lidded, lazy and indifferent, reached out and pulled the fidgeting girl into his arms.
“Come up.”
Qin Mang was suddenly lifted off the bed, and for a moment, she was confused and dazed.
She lowered her eyes innocently and asked softly, “What are you doing?”
He Lingji\u2019s expression softened with a touch of sleepiness, his fingers rubbing his aching forehead. His voice was rough like sandpaper: “Move yourself.”
“Huh? Move what?”
Qin Mang took a few seconds to understand what he meant.
No way?!
She was fully awake now.
Qin Mang braced her palm on the bed, trying to stay calm and force herself to be gentle, but her teeth were still clenched in frustration. “He Lingji, do I really look that desperate?”
He Lingji lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at her. “Yes.”
Saying that, he pulled up the robe that Qin Mang had half-covered.
In the darkness, Qin Mang could clearly see his figure.
The next second, He Lingji closed his eyes again, looking like he was ready to be taken advantage of.
“You can do it.”
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