Chapter 103: Accompanying Qi Dong on an Inspection, Hiding Jiang Lei in the Closet - The Rich Second-Generation Villain With No Morals

Chapter 103: Accompanying Qi Dong on an Inspection, Hiding Jiang Lei in the Closet It was finally time for him to confess to Chen Shuyi. Li Jiaming cleared his throat and, without consulting his parents, spoke directly. "Shuyi, I need to be honest with you. Actually, my family owns a company. I was born into a billionaire family. My parents want to arrange a marriage for me, and in a fit of anger, I left home. That's when I met you..." "I've met many superficial, gold-digging girls, which is why I never dared to reveal my true identity to you. But after spending several months together, I've realized you're not that kind of girl. So, I want to take this opportunity to introduce you to my parents and be open about my family background." Li Jiaming had contemplated these words for a long time, crafting them to explain the difficulty of hiding his identity and to acknowledge Chen Shuyi as a good girl with whom he wanted to spend the rest of his life. According to Li Jiaming's expectations, once Chen Shuyi learned about his identity, she would first be shocked, followed by unexpected surprise. She might shyly ask him why he kept it a secret for so long and why he tested her, which was truly frustrating. However. Li Jiaming had misjudged this time. After hearing his confession, Chen Shuyi's pretty face turned pale. She never imagined that fate would play such a huge joke on her. It turned out that Li Jiaming wasn't the poor boy she thought he was, but rather, like Qi Lin, a wealthy heir. But if he was a rich heir, why didn't he tell her earlier? When he was about to pay Qi Lin twenty thousand yuan yesterday, why didn't he reveal his identity? Did he even realize that, to prevent Qi Lin from retaliating against her, she offered herself, giving her first kiss to Qi Lin? As these thoughts raced through her mind, Chen Shuyi's beautiful eyes turned red. She couldn't suppress the grievance in her heart any longer, and large tears started to fall. They were tears of sorrow for losing her first kiss. She hated Li Jiaming's deception, which had caused her so much unhappiness. "Shuyi, why are you crying? I know it was wrong to deceive you, but I've admitted it!" "I promise you, okay? I won't lie to you anymore; this is the last time." Seeing Chen Shuyi cry, Li Jiaming's heart ached, and he hurried to comfort her. "Slap!" But what greeted him was a slap from Chen Shuyi. "Li Jiaming, you're such a liar. I hate you!" "What's there to fear? I am a girl who loves material things, yet I shunned your family's wealth for twenty yuan? If I truly loved money, why didn't I choose Qi Lin?" "Do you know how deeply your deception has hurt me?" Wiping her tears with the back of her fair hand, once she vented her boundless sorrow, she no longer cared about the astonished expressions of Yan Yan and Li Zhou. Chen Shuyi turned away, pushed open the door, and ran out, disappearing in an instant. "Shuyi!" Li Jiaming was left with a handprint on his face from the slap. Despite this, he didn't feel any resentment towards Chen Shuyi. Instead, he was filled with guilt and wanted to chase after her. "This time, you really hurt that girl. I think she was right to slap you." "Don't chase her; let her cool down a bit." "If your feelings are truly deep, I think such a small matter won't affect anything." Yan Yan's clear voice rang out behind Li Jiaming. Li Jiaming turned around dejectedly, "For the first time, I have genuine feelings for a girl, and I didn't expect my deceit would hurt her so much. Seeing her upset makes my heart ache." Yan Yan sipped her tea with a smile, "Silly child, you only learn to appreciate the sweet after tasting the bitter. From a mother's perspective, Shuyi is indeed a good girl; cherish her well." "Alright, since our host for today's meal has left, it seems we won't be able to have this dinner. Your father and I will head back now. We'll visit again when we have the chance." With those words, Yan Yan and Li Zhou stood to leave. "But Mom, it's been so long since I've had a nice meal. Now that Shuyi's gone, the three of us should at least eat something." Li Jiaming laughed heartily, rubbing his hands together. After months of eating junk fast food, the thought of gourmet delicacies was very appealing to this second-generation rich kid. Yan Yan rolled her beautiful eyes at him, "Without your daughter-in-law to win back, what's a grand meal worth? Once you've brought your future daughter-in-law back, then we'll talk about treating you to a meal." With that, she ignored Li Jiaming's exasperated expression and walked away. Meanwhile, Qi Lin was unaware that the trap he'd set had such multifaceted consequences. Who would have guessed that Li Jiaming was also a hidden rich heir? Of course, even if he found out, he'd likely be quite pleased. If all his rivals were as fragile as Wang Cheng, things would be dull. Having opponents like Li Jiaming, with similar backgrounds, added an interesting spin to events. With the fragrant beauty of senior sister Qiu Yuelin in his arms, Qi Lin returned home. At this time, Qi Dong was still staying at Qi Lin's place, not having left. As the television played opera in the first-floor hall, the lively buzz filled the space. "Alright, let's stop pretending. City life for the wealthy beats the rural life." "But that's life." "At first, Qi Feng's father was an iron seller, having pinned all his hopes on Qi Feng getting into college. But later, Qi Feng really made a name for himself in the big city, became wealthy, lived in a big house, and married a beautiful wife." "I, on the other hand, dropped out in the second year of middle school, forced by my old man to return to the farm." Listening to Qi Dong’s monologue, Qi Lin found it quite amusing. Carrying Qiu Yuelin bridal style, Qi Lin gave a cold laugh, "Still, uncle, you have a great daughter. If I marry Xueyao in the future, you'll be my father-in-law. If you wish, you can always stay in this villa." "Whoa!” The sudden noise startled Qi Dong. He turned to find Qi Lin, sheepishly grinning, "Xiao Lin, why do you walk so quietly?" "But you're right. If you end up with my girl, don't call me uncle; call me old man!" Qi Dong laughed heartily. However, after a few laughs, he suddenly eyed the stunning Qiu Yuelin, making his laughter abruptly halt. "Xiao Lin, who's this girl?" Qi Dong's voice stammered, thinking this young man had the audacity to bring a gorgeous woman home blatantly in his presence. Who was Qi Lin? With a straight face, he sighed, "This is our class's math teacher. She fainted from heatstroke earlier. Since my house was nearby, I brought her home to rest." Given the disparity in status, no one dared dispute his words. Qi Dong, not giving it much thought, just exhaled a breath of relief, "I see, Xiao Lin, you'd better take her upstairs to rest, let her cool off, don't let her get overheated." "Sure~" Qi Lin smiled, carrying Qiu Yuelin up the spiral staircase. With a swift kick, he opened his door and roughly tossed Qiu Yuelin onto the bed. "You big pervert, give me some water." Luckily, the mattress was resilient. Qiu Yuelin murmured in a haze without waking, drifting back to sleep. Qi Lin removed Qiu Yuelin's pair of black leather shoes; her feet were fair, delicate, with beautiful arches—undoubtedly attractive. Shaking his head, Qi Lin closed the door and left. Descending the spiral stairs, he saw Qi Dong still humming opera tunes, which moved Qi Lin. He still had numerous tasks that afternoon and planned to skip this class session. Since that was the case, why not simultaneously make Jiang Lei detestable while amusingly toying with Qi Xueyao? "Uncle, being cooped up at home must be boring. How about I take you out for a bit?" Qi Lin suggested, throwing a cigarette to Qi Dong as he sat beside him on the sofa. Sniffing the 1916 cigarette, Qi Dong's eyes filled with enjoyment. A pack of these was vastly different from the two-yuan-per-pack smokes he usually had. Qi Dong savored the aroma before carefully storing the cigarette back in the box, reluctant to smoke it. Seeing this, Qi Lin found it amusing. He opened the drawer of the coffee table and handed a pack to Qi Dong. "Uncle, take this pack with you. Don't ration it." "Hehe~" "Wouldn't that be impolite?" Qi Dong seemed a bit embarrassed. Qi Lin chuckled, "An uncle providing for such a good daughter-in-law deserves a cigarette, don't you think?" "I like the way you talk." Seeing Qi Lin's warmth, Qi Dong grew even fonder of him. "Oh, right. Earlier, you mentioned going out for a bit, didn't you? I’d love to get some fresh air. But it might interfere with your business?" Qi Lin grinned, shrugging off the concern, "I'm just a student, what business could I possibly have? But you’ve always wanted to see where Xueyao works—how about I take you to see it firsthand?" "To where my daughter works?" Qi Dong perked up at the suggestion, feeling slightly uneasy. He reckoned quitting a stable job for a training center was unreliable, yet seeing the place himself might soothe his mind. "If you're interested, I’ll call Xueyao now." Qi Lin warmly suggested. With no need for deliberation, Qi Dong nodded eagerly. Qi Lin, with a gentle smile, dialed Qi Xueyao's number. "I'm in class right now. Can you not call me when nothing important is up?" While Qi Xueyao scolded him, teaching students, Qi Lin didn't panic, casually stating, "Uncle wants to visit your work. I’m taking him out now, and he'll be at your training center in five minutes. Prepare yourself." "Yikes!" Qi Xueyao nearly broke down upon hearing Qi Lin. The reason was simple. Jiang Lei was still in the office dealing with paperwork. If Qi Dong came to visit and found Jiang Lei there, he might very well beat him to death. With this in mind, Qi Xueyao had no more words to say. "I understand. I have some matters to attend to; I'll hang up now." She promptly ended the call. "Class, I have a personal matter to handle. You all should study on your own for a bit. I'll make up the lost time with a free session afterwards." With that, she quickly made her way to the office. "Jiang Lei, quit what you're doing and find somewhere to hide," she urged upon entering. Jiang Lei was bewildered, "Xueyao, why do we need to hide? Haven't we already secured the business license? Even if the industrial and commercial administration shows up, we have nothing to fear." Seeing Jiang Lei still complaining, Qi Xueyao was nearly in tears. "It's not the administration coming; it's my dad! They'll be here in a few minutes. If my dad spots you, he'll kill you." "Ugh." Jiang Lei froze at the thought. In his mind, he imagined a fist the size of a sandbag looming near. His panda eyes hadn’t fully healed, and now they began to ache once more. There was no time to waste; Jiang Lei got up immediately. Like a headless chicken, he spun around, "Where can I hide? There's nowhere to hide here!" But Qi Xueyao's sharp eyes quickly caught sight of a file cabinet in the office. This was the kind that could comfortably fit a person sitting inside. "Over there, hide there," she directed, pointing at the cabinet. "Alright, alright!" Like drowning man grasping at straws, Jiang Lei swiftly ran to the cabinet, opened it, and crawled inside. Qi Xueyao pushed the door closed and latched the hook. It was worth mentioning that this cabinet had a lock to prevent its contents from falling out from the inside, which meant that only someone outside could open it. Time ticked by slowly. Twenty minutes later... "Xueyao, didn't you say they'd be here in just a few minutes? How come there's still no one?" From within the cabinet, Jiang Lei's voice spoke out, full of suffering. The air inside was thin, and with the heat outside, Jiang Lei swore he was going to die. Qi Xueyao was just as puzzled, "I don't know. Qi Lin said they’d be here in a few minutes." "What? Qi Lin's coming too?" "Are you kidding? Xueyao, you actually believed that scoundrel Qi Lin? He could just be messing with us. Get me out; I'm about to suffocate!" Jiang Lei was enraged. "Right," Qi Xueyao mused bitterly. "What was I thinking, trusting Qi Lin's nonsense?" Just as she was about to free Jiang Lei from the cabinet, a voice rang from outside. "Xueyao, are you in the office? Qi Lin and I came to visit your training center." The voice came from Qi Dong. Hearing this, Qi Xueyao froze, her face instantaneously filled with panic. Oh my god. Her father, Qi Dong, had really come. She couldn't risk opening the cabinet door for Jiang Lei now, and hurriedly went to open the door for Qi Dong instead. "Dad, what are you doing here?" Upon opening the door, she saw Qi Dong curiously looking around, and Qi Lin stood beside him, smiling. "I heard that fellow Jiang Lei is your colleague. I've told you not to associate with him, so I decided to come and take a look myself," Qi Dong huffed and walked straight into the office. Qi Xueyao deliberately slowed her pace, lowering her voice. Glancing at Qi Lin, she said, "Did you tell my dad?" "Uncle, Xueyao is accusing me of being a tattletale! She’s saying I brought you here!" Qi Lin dismissed her statement, mockingly complaining to Qi Dong loudly. "Get in here, Xueyao!" Qi Dong's voice boomed from the office. At this moment, Qi Xueyao’s beautiful face was pale with anger. She glared daggers at Qi Lin. "Stare at me again, and I'll call Uncle on you," Qi Lin taunted with a grin. "You’re really a pesky scoundrel," Qi Xueyao muttered helplessly, before walking into the office without confronting Qi Lin. Qi Lin followed into the office, standing beside Qi Xueyao and slyly holding her hand. In the hidden compartment, Jiang Lei boiled with frustration. His face was red with envy as he saw the stunning goddess — his future girlfriend — in another man's arms. Witnessing Qi Lin holding Qi Xueyao’s hand drove him to the edge of madness. Especially when Qi Dong scolded Qi Xueyao, and as Qi Lin was holding her hand, his audacity was almost unbearable. "Thud." Still, it was somewhat chaotic. Jiang Lei could peek out through a small hole, watching everything unfold. The sight of Qi Xueyao in a sleek gray business suit, adorned with a bow at the neckline, high-quality black pantyhose, and black high heels made him simmer with frustration.