The Guide to Rising to Power: The Ultimate Schemes of a Green Tea Beauty

Upon hearing this, Shen Yao silently complained in her heart that this person was really glib, but she lowered her head at the right moment.

In those few seconds of silence, when you could almost hear your heartbeat, she suddenly and very quickly lifted her eyelids and glanced at him.

She lowered her head again with even greater speed, her voice soft: "It knows it was wrong. Next time... it will be more careful."

Dinner quietly ended in an unspoken, ambiguous atmosphere.

When it came time to pay, Shen Yao symbolically took out her phone, but Qin Fang had already raised his hand to indicate, "We agreed it was an apology and a thank you, how can we let a lady spend money?"

Shen Yao declined a couple of times, but seeing his insistence, a blush rose on her face, as if she was both embarrassed and unable to hide the warmth of being taken care of.

Qin Fang personally drove her back to the vicinity of Yenching University. The car slowly stopped in a shady spot some distance from the school gate, considerately taking into account her privacy and convenience.

"We're here, Yao Yao." He turned to look at her. The dim light inside the car softened his originally sharp features, but there was still a lingering smile in his eyes, and his tone carried a long aftertaste.

Shen Yao unbuckled her seatbelt, turned to meet his gaze, and a gentle, sincere smile bloomed on her lips: "Thank you, I had a very happy evening."

"Me too." Qin Fang's smile deepened, his voice filled with anticipation. "See you next time."

The next afternoon, after finishing her classes, Shen Yao went to the TV station for her internship as usual.

As soon as I entered the office area, I saw a girl I usually got along with standing anxiously next to her workstation, holding a file folder in her hand, constantly checking her watch, looking like she was about to cry.

"Xiaoya, what's wrong? What happened?" Shen Yao walked over and asked with concern.

The girl named Xiaoya saw Shen Yao and, as if she had seen a savior, grabbed her arm and said rapidly:

"Yaoyao, great, you're here. I have a very important guest script that I need to deliver to the guest teacher's hotel immediately for review and signature, but... I have a sudden emergency at home and I have to rush back right away. What should I do?"

Shen Yao glanced at the file folder in her hand, then at her flushed face, and without asking any questions, simply extended her hand:

"Don't worry, give me the address, I'll deliver it for you. I don't have anything else to do right now anyway."

"Really? Thank you so much, Yao Yao." Xiao Ya was almost crying with joy. She quickly stuffed the file bag into Shen Yao's hand and then quickly typed out an address on her phone and sent it to her.

"This is the place. Our guest speaker's surname is Chen, and he's in room 1808. Thank you so much! I'll definitely treat you to dinner later!"

"It's nothing, just a small favor. You should go and take care of things at home," Shen Yao said with a reassuring smile.

Xiaoya thanked her profusely and left in a hurry.

Shen Yao arrived at the hotel lobby according to the address. Just as she was looking for the elevator, her steps unconsciously slowed down.

In the rest area, several composed and well-dressed people seemed to be discussing important matters, and the unusual atmosphere made her instinctively glance over.

When her gaze fell on the tall, imposing man surrounded by others, whose brows exuded an undeniable fierce aura, a flash of surprise crossed her eyes. Then, the corners of her mouth involuntarily curved upwards into a sweet and delighted smile.

Oh? Doing good deeds will bring rewards?

That man was none other than Lu Xiuting, whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

His well-tailored dark suit accentuated his broad shoulders and long legs, making him stand out in the crowd.

He was giving instructions to several subordinates beside him in a low voice with a slight frown. His profile was cold and hard, and he exuded a cold aura that kept strangers at bay.

Shen Yao ignored the scrutinizing glances from those around her and walked straight up to him. She tilted her head back, her voice clear and crisp like a bite of a green apple, carrying a familiar warmth:

"Lu Xiuting? It really is you, what a coincidence."

Lu Xiuting, who was in the midst of frantically deploying tasks, straightened his broad back instantly upon hearing that sweet, cloying voice that sent shivers down his spine.

He closed his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing heavily, as if he were swallowing back a rebuke that was already on the tip of his tongue, before slowly turning his head away.

Those eyes, usually sharp as a hawk's, were now filled with undisguised scrutiny and a barely suppressed headache, fixed firmly on Shen Yao's smiling face.

It wasn't until the girl was right there in front of him, so alive and beautiful, that Lu Xiuting had no choice but to admit it.

Shen Yao, who always causes him trouble and disrupts his life, has reappeared like a persistent ghost! And it just so happens to be at the crucial moment when he's trying to get things done!

His subordinates, whose eyes were now bruised, couldn't help but reveal subtle expressions, exchanging knowing glances.

After all, their line of work involves a lot of dangerous and risky work, and making enemies everywhere. Especially for Team Leader Lu, when had he ever seen such a beautiful and charming girl dare to approach him and even call him by his first name?

Lu Xiuting's brows furrowed deeply, a growing sense of foreboding in his heart. He waved his hand dismissively at his subordinates, his voice laced with impatience at being abruptly interrupted:

"What are you all standing there for? Proceed according to the original plan, and hurry up!"

"Yes, boss!" The men responded and scattered, their steps light as the wind, but each one couldn't help but look back every few steps, their faces clearly saying, "This is definitely big gossip."

Looking at them, Shen Yao felt that the people in this investigation team were much more straightforward and lovable than her somewhat scheming colleagues at the TV station, or the group of scheming young masters around Qin Fang.

Once everyone had cleared the area, Lu Xiuting finally fixed his gaze on Shen Yao, his tone cold and hard, like a sharp stone: "What are you doing here?"

Shen Yao was completely unfazed by his cold expression; instead, she smiled even more sweetly, like melting honey. She knew all too well how to deal with him.

"I came to Yenching University as an exchange student, and I'm currently interning at the Yenching TV financial channel." Her voice was light and cheerful.

Lu Xiuting's brow twitched slightly. Peking University? This strikingly beautiful young girl is actually a top student.

He, a rough man who grew up in the mud, always held an inexplicable respect for those who were literate.

As Shen Yao spoke, she subtly shook the file folder in her hand, her tone naturally conveying a sense of pleading:

"I'm here to deliver materials to the guest for the next episode. Hey, Lu Xiuting, do you know a Mr. Chen who lives in 1808? Do you know which way to get there?"

Lu Xiuting's gaze swept over the ordinary file folder, then fell back on her seemingly innocent and clear eyes, and his inner alarm bells immediately went off.

He knew this girl too well; the sweeter her smile, the bigger the trouble she'd cause. She was a little troublemaker; getting involved with her would never end well.

Almost instinctively, with a hint of rudeness in his desire to sever ties, he snatched the file folder from her hand with lightning speed, exuding an air of dominance: "Follow me."

He uttered those two curt words, turned and walked away, his long legs moving quickly and forcefully.

Shen Yao watched his retreating figure, which was almost a hasty escape, and a sly smile of triumph curved her lips before she slowly took her steps and followed him.