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

Qin Fang was about to drink when he heard this and paused.

He glanced at Shen Yao with some surprise, then tilted his head back and downed the wine in his glass in one gulp. A slight smile played on his lips, his tone tinged with emotion, and his gaze fixed intently on Shen Yao.

"Miss Shen, you flatter me. However... Miss Shen doesn't need to sing; her voice is beautiful enough."

The girl on stage also heard Shen Yao's praise. She looked over, flattered, her face turning even redder. She smiled gratefully at Shen Yao.

Shen Yao suddenly turned her head, reached out and gently pulled Xiang Yuchuan's arm, shaking it slightly.

She raised her face, and her large, dark, grape-like eyes appeared exceptionally round and bright under the dim light. The corners of her eyes were naturally slightly upturned, with an alluring curve, and her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

The girl's voice was soft and sweet, with a long, drawn-out ending, carrying a friendly, coquettish tone:

"Yuchuan, look how well she sings, and she's beautiful too. Isn't she perfect for the entertainment industry? I think she'll definitely become famous, don't you think?"

When she does act coquettishly, she's like a melting piece of honey—sweet and sticky, with a captivating charm in her eyes, yet her expression is as innocent as a child asking for candy.

Several young men in the private room felt a jolt of electricity run through their bodies as they looked at her, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Qin Fang was enraged, his Adam's apple bobbing, and only one thought was raging in his mind.

He absolutely had to get his hands on Shen Yao.

Even Xiao Weilin, who had been wearing a gloomy expression, had a darker look in his eyes, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed his wine glass.

How could Xiang Yuchuan stand her like this?

Seeing her looking up at me with her little face full of expectation, my heart melted instantly.

He squeezed Shen Yao's hand and readily agreed, "Okay, okay, if our Yao Yao says it's suitable, then it's definitely suitable."

He then looked at Qin Fang, his tone casual and matter-of-fact, as if it were just a casual remark:

"Qin Fang, what do you think? This girl's potential is alright, isn't it?"

Although it was a question, Qin Fang immediately understood that Xiang Yuchuan wanted to win the beauty's favor and asked him, as her brother, to step forward and "show his appreciation."

Even if Xiang Yuchuan didn't ask, just based on that one glance Shen Yao gave him, he would be happy to do her a favor.

When the girl returned nervously after finishing her song, Qin Fang waved her over, casually pulled out a business card, and handed it to her. His tone was nonchalant, yet it held the weight of her fate:

"What's your name? When you get to Beijing, call this number. It's good fortune that Miss Shen appreciates you. You should sing somewhere else from now on; this kind of place isn't suitable for you."

The girl took the light yet incredibly heavy business card, paused for a moment, then tears streamed down her face. Overwhelmed with emotion, she bowed repeatedly to Qin Fang and Shen Yao.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin! Thank you, Ms. Shen! My name is Su He. Thank you so much!"

Her eyes were filled with endless gratitude as she looked at Shen Yao.

Only Shen Yao could see that deep in those eyes, besides gratitude, there was also the bitterness and helplessness of struggling to survive at the bottom, just like her own.

Shen Yao returned her a gentle smile and then looked away, so as not to appear too attentive and arouse unnecessary suspicion.

After staying in the private room for a while, Shen Yao became increasingly annoyed by the heavy smell of smoke and the loud music.

Too lazy to pretend anymore, she directly tugged at Xiang Yuchuan's arm, wrinkled her small nose, and spoke with undisguised disdain:

"Yuchuan, the smell of smoke in here is so strong, it stinks. I'm going out for some fresh air."

Xiang Yuchuan's heart melted when he saw her wrinkled nose, looking pitiful yet adorable. How could he refuse?

But remembering how she almost got into trouble at the airport last time, he felt a wave of fear and quickly took her hand, giving her some words of advice:

"Okay, go ahead. Stay in the corridor, don't go far, and be very careful. Call me immediately if anything happens, okay?"

Shen Yao nodded obediently, "Okay, okay, I'll just stand at the door for a little while and come right back."

She finally managed to escape Xiang Yuchuan's incessant nagging, and as she left the private room, she could still faintly hear her friends teasing her from inside:

"Xiang Yuchuan, aren't you being a bit too strict with your girlfriend? It's like you're looking after a child."

Shen Yao ignored them, quickly walked to the window at the end of the corridor, opened the window, and took a few deep breaths of the cool, fresh air outside, feeling as if she had come back to life.

The smoky atmosphere in the private room just now almost suffocated her.

She strolled slowly down the corridor, gazing at the dazzling night view outside the window, her mood gradually calming down.

After estimating that about ten minutes had passed, I felt it was about time and decided to return to the private room.

As she passed by the restroom, she thought she might as well tidy herself up, so she went inside.

The VIP restrooms at this club are designed to be very private, divided into individual cubicles.

Shen Yao walked into a cubicle, locked the door behind her, tidied her slightly disheveled hair in front of the mirror, and touched up her lipstick.

After confirming that she was in perfect condition, she opened the cubicle door and prepared to leave.

However, the moment she stepped out of the cubicle—

"Snapped!"

The lights overhead suddenly went out.

The entire bathroom was plunged into darkness!

Before Shen Yao could react, a figure exuding a strong sense of oppression suddenly darted out from the shadows beside her and slammed her against the cold wall and door with lightning speed.

A large hand forcefully covered her mouth, stopping her from letting out a scream.

It was a man?

Shen Yao struggled fiercely, her fingers scratching wildly at the other person.

Her fingertips touched a strand of cool, smooth hair.

It is Xiao Weilin.

In the darkness, Shen Yao's eyes gradually adjusted to the dim light, and she could barely make out the face that was so close to hers.

His features were soft and beautiful, yet now they were covered in frost. His signature beautiful eyes, with their prominent whites, gleamed with a dangerous, wolf-like light in the darkness, and he was staring intently at her.

It really is him.

What does he want to do?

Shen Yao stopped her futile struggles, and simply stared back at Xiao Weilin with her bright eyes, which were still shining in the darkness, without fear. She pursed her lips and remained silent.

In the cramped space, only the suppressed breathing of the two people could be heard.

Silence spread in the darkness.

After a full ten seconds, Xiao Weilin finally spoke, his voice low and cold, like a viper flicking its tongue, filled with sarcasm and disgust:

"Miss Shen, you're not very old, but your ability to put on airs is first-rate."

Shen Yao stiffened, remaining silent, but stubbornly staring at him with her eyes.

Xiao Weilin seemed quite pleased with her "submissive" attitude and continued to attack her with harsh words:

"Just now inside, you were suddenly filled with compassion, pretending to be a saint to save a prostitute? You just said a few words of praise and thought you could decide someone else's fate? How laughable."

"Using your effeminate manner and sweet voice to so many men, it's nauseating. Do you really enjoy being stared at by all those men?"

"I'm very curious, what shady methods did you use to bewitch Xiang Yuchuan so much that he's completely obedient to you? Hmm?"

His words grew increasingly offensive, filled with insults and contempt.

Shen Yao remained silent in the face of these vicious accusations.

She didn't angrily refute, nor did she cry in grievance. She simply widened her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes trembling violently, her eyes filled with disbelief, shock, and the grievance of being misunderstood.

She was like an innocent person who didn't understand why the other party would slander her so maliciously, responding to all the attacks with the purest "vulnerability" and "confusion".

The more she acted this way, the more intense the hostility seemed to grow in Xiao Weilin's eyes.

He hated her perpetually feigned innocence!