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

It must be said that Qin Fang's ability to become a well-liked figure in this circle is indeed due to his exceptional qualities.

He shared various interesting anecdotes with witty remarks, his words were humorous and his attitude was sincere, making people feel like they were basking in a spring breeze.

In addition, since he had just generously given away a valuable resource from the TV station, Shen Yao was happy to cooperate, and a relaxed smile gradually appeared on her face.

As night deepened, Qin Fang checked the time.

"Yaoyao, I'm so sorry for keeping you in this kind of situation for so long today. But I really feel a special connection with you, and I hope I didn't scare you."

He apologized for his "abrupt" invitation tonight, adopting a very humble attitude.

Then, quite naturally, he said, "It's too late. It's not safe for a girl like you to go back to school alone. I'll call you a car so you can go home and rest early."

Shen Yao also showed gratitude: "Thank you, Mr. Qin, and thank you for today as well. I'll head back now."

Qin Fang personally escorted her to the villa entrance, where the reserved car was already waiting.

He opened the car door for Shen Yao, and as she got in, he gave her a carefree and open smile, waving goodbye: "Take care on the road, and text me when you arrive."

He looked as if he were truly a warm, considerate friend with no ill intentions.

The car door closed, and the car slowly drove away, its taillights disappearing into the night.

Xiao Weilin emerged from the shadows behind Qin Fang, with Yu Hang following behind him.

His gaze swept in the direction the car had disappeared, and he asked only three words: "Still want it?"

These three words seemed to come out of nowhere, but Qin Fang instantly understood their meaning.

Qin Fang chuckled, turned around, and faced Xiao Weilin directly: "Never mind."

Xiao Weilin stared at him for a few seconds, then drove away.

Yu Hang still leaned against the door, looking in the direction Xiao Weilin had left, his eyes drooping lazily.

Qin Fang had already stepped forward, draped his arm over his shoulder, and spoke with undisguised interest:

"So, what do you think? Isn't this Sister Shen Yao a bit interesting?"

Yu Hang didn't reply, gently pushed him away, and turned to walk inside.

Don't ask me.

Qin Fang watched his retreating figure, then suddenly laughed and raised his voice: "You're just lazy."

The car smoothly came to a stop at the grand entrance of Yenching University.

Shen Yao politely thanked the driver and got out of the car.

The rain has stopped. The school gate is brightly lit, and many students are still coming and going, some laughing and joking in small groups, others saying goodbye to their partners with reluctance, creating a vibrant and youthful atmosphere.

As Shen Yao was about to follow the crowd into the school gate, she caught a glimpse of a familiar yet dangerous figure leaning against a tall stone pillar on one side of the gate, in the heavy shadow cast by the pillar.

It is Xiao Weilin.

Shen Yao seemed not to see him at all, and walked straight toward the school gate without pausing for a moment.

Just as she was about to step into the school gate's illuminated area, a hand adorned with some kind of wooden beaded bracelet suddenly reached out from the side and firmly gripped her wrist.

Shen Yao cried out in surprise as she was suddenly pulled backward by a force, staggering and being dragged away from the bright main road. She stumbled and was pulled into a quiet, deserted corner next to the school gate.

The area is dimly lit, shaded by tall bushes and the angles between buildings.

Shen Yao's back slammed heavily against the cold, rough wall, causing her to wince in pain.

She looked up in alarm at the man who had trapped her between the wall and his body, her voice filled with confusion:

"Mr. Xiao, what are you doing?"

Xiao Weilin braced himself against the wall beside her ear with one hand, while his other hand still tightly gripped her wrist, completely imprisoning her in his shadow.

His tall stature exuded a strong sense of oppression, and his eyes in the darkness stared intently at her, as if trying to dissect her from the inside out and see through her completely.

Ignoring her panic and questioning, he leaned down, his voice filled with suspicion and sarcasm:

"Break up? Shen Yao, tell me, did Xiang Yuchuan really dump you? Or did you get tired of him and ruin his relationship?"

Before Shen Yao could react, a series of even harsher and more pointed questions rained down on her like hailstones:

"Who are you trying to fool with that pitiful act? Hmm? Even that idiot Qin Fang is completely infatuated with you. Do you think I can't see through you?"

"You've gotten close to Xiang Yuchuan, and now you've hooked up with Qin Fang. What exactly are you trying to do?"

"How many unspeakable thoughts are hidden beneath that pretty face of yours?"

Shen Yao tilted her head slightly, her gaze meeting Xiao Weilin's directly in the dim light, unwavering. Her eyes held a thoughtful and knowing look, as if she had already seen through him.

She neither argued nor admitted anything, but simply observed his reaction calmly, as if weighing or assessing something.

This almost detached attitude ignited Xiao Weilin's anger, making him feel offended and annoyed.

He still loathed this feeling of being out of control.

He couldn't understand what had possessed Qin Fang and Xiang Yuchuan to be so infatuated with such a "bad woman."

She glanced around the crowd several times, her eyes darting left and right like a cunning fox, her pupils constantly shifting, clearly harboring ill intentions—all of this he saw clearly.

Xiao Weilin suddenly released his grip on her wrist and instead forcefully pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her face higher, completely exposing her to his gaze.

"Tsk." He let out a soft, ambiguous snort, then tightened his grip with his fingertips, causing a pain that felt like he was about to crush her jawbone.

"What's wrong? Not saying anything? Are you already thinking about who to choose next?"

Shen Yao showed no sign of panic at having her secret exposed.

She merely frowned slightly, as if he had pinched her a little too hard. Her misty eyes looked exceptionally innocent in the dim light, carrying a strange, almost naive confusion, as she stared straight into Xiao Weilin's eyes, which were churning with malice.

"Xiao Weilin".

These three words, uttered from her soft lips, were not uttered with the reverence or flattery of others when they addressed him, nor with the familiarity and casualness of Qin Fang and the others.

Her voice was very soft, with a slightly drawn-out ending and a pitiful tremor.

Xiao Weilin's Adam's apple bobbed, and he let out a low, urging sound from his nose: "Hmm?"

He wanted to see what tricks she could come up with to defend herself now, or how she would retaliate in a fit of rage.

But Shen Yao's next move caught him off guard.

Instead of backing away, she leaned forward slightly to meet his hand that was still pinching her chin.

The distance between them instantly shrank to the extreme, so close that he could clearly smell the faint fragrance in her hair, so close that the tip of her nose almost touched his nose, their warm breaths mingling and breaking the cold confrontation.

In this almost ambiguous distance, she looked up, her eyes still innocent, and even pleaded in a coquettish manner.

Her voice was so soft and sweet it seemed to drip water:

"Be my..."

Shen Yao paused for a moment, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly, as if she was carefully choosing her words, as if she was hesitating and struggling, or as if she was deliberately whetting people's appetites.

Xiao Weilin's breathing became uncontrollable, and he subconsciously held it, as countless possibilities flashed through his mind.

Will you be my boyfriend? Will you be my support?

Or will you be my protector?

"...a puppy, I guess."

Xiao Weilin, be my little dog.