Urban Invincible Medical Divine

Liu Wentian suddenly felt a wave of discomfort in his heart, furrowed his brows, and said, "What do you mean? Even if you're unwilling, do they really think they can force you? Your stepmother seems to have not been kind without reason."

Li Chuyue's biological mother passed away when she was very young. After her mother's death, her father remarried.

Her stepmother bore her father a son and a daughter. Among the three children, Li Chuyue became the one who was not doted on. Due to the family's poverty and the need to pay for her siblings' education, Li Chuyue, though academically gifted, had to drop out of school at a young age and venture alone into Shenming City to work. Most of the money she earned was sent back home.

However, even so, her stepmother was still not very warm towards her, acting as if everything Li Chuyue did was expected. Her stepmother had arranged many blind dates for her with rich second-generation men of questionable character, undoubtedly trying to take advantage and attach herself to a wealthy man.

Li Chuyue, somewhat vexed, said, "No matter what, she is still an elder after all. This time, she says the person she found is particularly outstanding and insists that I must meet him no matter what. She even threatened to disown me if I don't go back, saying I should never return home. I still need to make a trip back."

Liu Wentian, however, became somewhat agitated, hastily saying, "Sister Yueyue, what do you mean? You're not seriously considering going on that blind date, are you? I'm telling you, those guys are nothing but flies circling around because you are pretty and have a good figure, they are no good at all. You must absolutely not fall for their tricks! These guys may look all polished on the outside, but inside, they're heartless animals, less than beasts, utterly conscienceless..."

Liu Wentian, with a look of utter disdain and an unceasing stream of criticism, seemed as if he wouldn't mind if all the men swarming around Li Chuyue were flayed and quartered. He hadn't finished speaking when Li Chuyue suddenly chuckled.

At that moment, her smile was blooming like a flower, mischievous like a fox that had caught its prey. "So you're really that afraid of me going on blind dates, huh? Acting all prim and proper just now, you even dare to say you have no improper thoughts about your sister. Hmph!"

She adorably wrinkled her jade-like nose, looking quite playful and proud.

"Heh heh."

Liu Wentian laughed awkwardly and scratched his head, at a loss for words.

Li Chuyue scolded, saying, "Dunce!"

Then she explained, "At most, I'll just go back to deal with it. Besides, haven't I told you to pretend to be my boyfriend and come back with me? If I bring my boyfriend back, how can I go on a blind date with another man?"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Liu Wentian finally realized, right, the other party had asked him to pretend to be her boyfriend. Since she had already asked him to play the role of her boyfriend, naturally, she couldn't go on blind dates anymore.

Just as he understood, he heard the excited voice of a man, saying, "Miss Li, I didn't expect to meet you here. It's truly fate!"

A man in his thirties, dressed in a suit and looking distinguished, walked over excitedly, his eyes burning as he looked at Li Chuyue.

Li Chuyue's brows furrowed slightly, but then she put on a polite smile and said, "Mr. Lai, yes, you're here too, what a coincidence indeed."

Mr. Lai laughed and said, "Yes, indeed, such a coincidence. It seems we really are fated. Since we are so fated, why not sit together?" With that, he sat down without waiting for a response.

The table was not small; it could seat three people without a problem, but Li Chuyue was not welcoming of this man.

Li Chuyue's face showed a touch of displeasure, but it quickly disappeared.

This Mr. Lai was the owner of a magazine company that worked with Chuyue's company. Li Chuyue had met him several times, and each time he would buzz around her like a fly, making her feel disgusted. However, she couldn't openly confront him, since her company had many collaborations with his magazine company.

Mr. Lai, as if completely oblivious to the displeasure on Li Chuyue's face, chuckled as he looked at her, saying,

"Miss Li, why do I feel like you're always avoiding me? Heh, I don't bite. Every time we meet, you leave before we get to talk much. Thinking back on it, I realize I haven't really had a proper chat with you, nor have I properly introduced myself. So, let me formally introduce myself. I'm Lai Gaojun, 33 years old, owner of Tianxing Magazine, and unmarried."

When he said the word unmarried, he emphasized it with a particular inflection.

Li Chuyue just smiled slightly, with a perfunctory air to her smile, as if she hadn't heard what he said.

But Lai Gaojun didn't care; in his view, no matter how aloof a woman was at the start, once he had her, they were all the same, only able to seek pleasure beneath him.

He had investigated Li Chuyue, a woman from a small county town, with no background, and he had never heard of her mixing with any influential figures.

He had heard that the general manager of her modeling agency, Cui Yunpeng, seemed to have taken an interest in her, but now it was said that he seemed to avoid her as if he was afraid, and although he didn't understand why, he believed that with his own capabilities, taking down this beautiful but background-less woman wouldn't be hard.

His smile took on a lecherous tone as he extended his hand, looking at Li Chuyue's delicate, tender hands, and chuckled, "Miss Li, I've already introduced myself, a handshake should be alright, right?"

He thought that if he could fondle her hand a bit during the handshake, she'd probably get his hint, and he'd get to take a little advantage as well.

But Li Chuyue didn't need a handshake to understand his intentions; she had seen too many of these lust-filled successful men over the years. She just felt disgusted.

However, refusing even to shake hands would amount to publicly slapping the other party's face, giving him no respect at all. She frowned for a moment.

At that moment, a faint voice said, "Don't shake hands with him."

The speaker was Liu Wentian. Seeing Lai Gaojun extending his hand and eyeing Li Chuyue's hand without restraint, as if he couldn't wait to grip and rub it in his own, Liu Wentian somewhat wanted to gouge the man's eyes out.

When Li Chuyue heard Liu Wentian's words, she paused and then smiled obediently at him, "Okay, okay, let it be, don't be angry."

She then said to Lai Gaojun, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Lai, but if my boyfriend doesn't wish it, then I can't shake hands with you."

Lai Gaojun seemed to have noticed Liu Wentian sitting beside Li Chuyue for the first time, his face changed, and with a forced smile at Li Chuyue, he said,

"So Miss Li has a boyfriend, but he might be a bit too controlling, huh? Not even allowing a handshake; what era are we in? It's really unbelievable. Miss Li, how can you put up with such a man?"

Li Chuyue, feigning helplessness with a pitiable yet sweet look, lamented, "What can I do when I've set my heart on him, and he is so dominating, right? He always has the final say in my matters; I wouldn't dare to disagree. Otherwise, I'd just get bullied by him when I get home, he's terribly bad!"

Her tone turned shy at the end, leading one's thoughts into flights of fancy.

Damn it, it looks like Li Chuyue has already been done in by this guy!

Listened with burning jealousy at Liu Wentian, who seemed to have nothing remarkable about him at all, Lai Gaojun felt even more irritated. How did such a loser manage to make this rare beauty so compliant, afraid to utter a word of dissent? Did he even deserve her?

Just as he was about to spew some mockery, a waiter brought over a bottle of red wine and placed it on the table respectfully, saying, "Good evening, this is a '95 Romanee Conti red wine sent by our boss, who hopes the esteemed guests here will enjoy it."

Upon hearing this, Lai Gaojun at first couldn't believe it, and then he smiled smugly. He hadn't expected that just dining a few times with the manager would result in such consideration, for them to send over a bottle of '95 Romanee Conti—unbelievable, how generous!

A '95 Romanee Conti red wine, a priceless treasure, even if one could buy it, it would cost tens of thousands for a bottle!

The waiter left.

With barely concealed pride in his tone, yet a facade of humility on his face, Lai Gaojun said.