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

As Shen Yao walked, she reviewed in her mind the details her teacher had pointed out during the dance class, thinking about how to make the cloud hand gesture even more graceful.

She was immersed in her own world, already used to the gazes directed at her, and did not notice the particularly intense stares at the entrance of the teahouse.

Until a figure suddenly blocked her way, carrying a strong, expensive men's cologne scent.

"Hi, beautiful lady."

A flippant yet confident voice rang out, "Alone? Interested in being my date tonight? I guarantee you'll have a great time."

Shen Yao paused, as if startled by the sudden appearance of the person, and subconsciously looked up.

What came into view was a young man wearing a flashy printed shirt and with a slicked-back hairstyle.

From his Patek Philippe watch to the Pagani convertible parked next to him, everything he wore seemed to proclaim, "I'm rich, I'm extremely rich."

He has an exceptionally deep and handsome appearance, and his amber eyes add a touch of exoticism. His overall temperament is free and unrestrained.

Those ever-shifting peach blossom eyes held an undisguised, daring lust.

Shen Yao's gaze swept quickly and imperceptibly over the area behind him.

Two equally conspicuous men were standing not far away.

One of the young men had medium-length hair, which he casually tied into a small braid at the back of his head.

He was extremely handsome, with exquisitely sculpted eyebrows and eyes, and long, thick eyelashes, almost bewitching.

Unfortunately, his eyes revealed a sinister glint as he coldly scrutinized Shen Yao.

The other man, with his striking blond hair, was the complete opposite, his face radiating undisguised amazement.

His mouth was slightly open, his eyes were fixed, and he looked almost drooling.

Ironically, each of the two men was accompanied by a sexy female companion.

Especially the sinister-looking man with the small braid; his female companion kept a distance from him, and if it weren't for their deliberate attire, others would probably think they were just complete strangers.

Standing next to Qin Fang was a stunningly beautiful woman with a hot figure and exquisite makeup, dressed alone in a black halter-neck mini-dress.

At this moment, the beautiful woman was not angry at Qin Fang for flirting with other women. Instead, she looked at Shen Yao with a mixture of amazement and curiosity.

Ha, he brings a female companion and dares to openly block the road and invite other women?

They don't even show basic respect or social niceties.

Defective product.

Shen Yao had already sentenced the man in front of her to "death".

Someone of this caliber isn't even qualified to be her stepping stone.

Despite her disdain, Shen Yao maintained the polite demeanor of someone approached by a stranger, a demeanor that conveyed a mix of panic and aloofness.

She took a small step back, creating some distance between herself and the other person, her voice gentle yet firm:

"Excuse me, I'm not interested. Please move aside."

She refused decisively, without the slightest hesitation, and didn't even bother with perfunctory responses.

After saying that, she tried to walk past him and continue forward.

Qin Fang was taken aback by her decisive and straightforward rejection.

However, instead of being annoyed, he found it even more challenging.

The colder the girl was, the more he wanted to warm her up.

Qin Fang took another step closer, a smile on his face, his tone teasing:

"Don't rush off, miss. It's just making friends, I'm not a bad person. Look, my friends are all over there."

He pointed to Xiao Weilin and Wang Cong, "Want to go have a cup of tea together? Or, where would you like to go? Just tell me, and I'll arrange it."

Seeing that the other party was relentless, Shen Yao frowned even more.

She didn't want to linger on the street, especially not to attract unnecessary attention.

So she raised her left hand.

With each movement, her slender, fair, and boneless hand traced a graceful arc under the neon lights.

She deliberately, yet seemingly unintentionally, showed off the simple yet valuable platinum diamond ring on her middle finger.

"Sir," her voice remained restrained, but her tone turned colder, "I already have a boyfriend. Please have some self-respect and move aside."

The ring refracted tiny sparkles under the light, like a silent declaration and warning.

The moment they saw the ring, Qin Fang, Xiao Weilin, and even Wang Cong's eyes darkened.

Is it taken?

But this did not deter them; on the contrary, it seemed to arouse a subtle desire to conquer.

Qin Fang, in particular, felt that this was more like an excuse from the thorny rose.

"So what if you have a boyfriend?"

Qin Fang chuckled, but instead of backing down, he took advantage of his height and suddenly stepped forward, his movements so fast that Shen Yao didn't have time to react, and grabbed her wrist.

Shen Yao felt a strong force coming from her, and she was pulled so hard that she stumbled and fell uncontrollably into a hug that smelled strongly of perfume.

!

The sudden embrace of a soft, warm body, the touch of her slender waist, the warmth and faint fragrance emanating through the thin fabric, made Qin Fang, who was usually carefree and playful, lose his composure and almost lose his senses.

Shen Yao was completely enraged by his sudden rude behavior.

She struggled violently, her face turning cold: "What are you doing? Let me go."

Watching this scene unfold, Xiao Weilin clicked his tongue in annoyance, his sinister eyes filled with impatience.

"Qin Fang, if you're going to play, hurry up and stop wasting time here!"

Huang Mao Wang Cong, however, was somewhat uneasy. He secretly glanced in the direction of the teahouse, his heart pounding.

The person upstairs who wants to see them is not someone to be trifled with; he is a true "gentleman" who cannot tolerate any injustice.

These two young masters have powerful backgrounds and are not to be feared, but his Wang family is just a small and insignificant family. If he angers the person upstairs, his father will skin him alive!

But he dared not speak up to dissuade him, and could only worry helplessly.

Qin Fang held Shen Yao's struggling body tightly, feeling her resistance, which only made him more amused.

He lowered his head, leaned close to Shen Yao's ear, and, in a tone that was both seductive and threatening, offered his bargaining chip:

"Miss, please don't be in such a hurry to refuse. We're from the capital."

He deliberately emphasized the word "capital city" to observe Shen Yao's reaction.

"I've been doing some small business in Shanghai lately, and since I'm unfamiliar with the area, I was thinking of finding a local friend to help me understand the local customs and culture. You see, meeting is fate, helping out a little, making a friend—it might even be beneficial for you, right?"

Qin Fang's words were ambiguous, yet they hinted at their background and capabilities, carrying a condescending and pressure-inducing tone.

The subtext is: We are people you can't afford to offend, so be sensible and cooperate obediently.

You choose not to take the path to heaven.

Why does she have to rush to become Shen Yao's stepping stone?

It's still the kind of cheap product that gets trampled to pieces!

Shen Yao felt a pang of pity for these blind and arrogant young masters.