I started as a spirited young man, and the system made me a male god.

"Coming for dim sum? What a coincidence." Lu Ziyue blinked, but her gaze lingered on Jiang Che. "Sister Jiang, you're dressed quite casually today. But in this hot weather, aren't you stuffy wearing jeans? I feel hot just looking at you."

Her gaze seemed to unintentionally sweep over Jiang Che's trouser leg.

Jiang Che's smile faded slightly. She understood Lu Ziyue's unspoken message—I've noticed your "underwear" trick. You're trying too hard to dress up, but you're overdoing it. I'm more natural and fresh.

A flicker of anger rose within her, but she restrained herself, merely raising her chin slightly as she began to retort: ​​"It's just a personal habit. Miss Lu, shouldn't you be more mindful of your posture when wearing a cheongsam? The position of the slit seems a bit inconvenient when you sit down?"

"It's alright," Lu Ziyue said with a smile, "I don't mind being seen by Chen Fei."

Upon hearing this, the two women's gazes collided in the air, sparks flying silently.

Neither of them had ever been in a serious relationship, but their theoretical knowledge and observational skills were top-notch.

At this moment, in the struggle for the same man's attention, they instinctively mobilized all their intelligence and emotional intelligence, and every word they uttered carried a probing contest.

Chen Fei was caught in the middle, feeling like the air was thick with tension, his small head filled with big questions.

He knew Jiang Che's personality; as a successful businesswoman, the word "compromise" was definitely not in her vocabulary.

But Lu Ziyue couldn't understand it. Who in their right mind would believe that a system exists?

She was easily swayed and kept pursuing him.

Could it be that, knowing her secret, she's planning to do something even more outrageous than "releasing private photos"?

Although I don't understand what Lu Ziyue is trying to do, easing the current atmosphere is the most important thing.

Just as Chen Fei was about to say something, Lu Ziyue turned to him and said in a tone that was both coquettish and aggrieved:

"Chen Fei, look, is Sister Jiang annoyed that I interrupted your serious conversation? But I'm just so happy to see you. We haven't seen each other much since the last comic convention, and you haven't tried to chat with me at all."

Jiang Che picked up his teacup, blew on it gently, and immediately replied, "Chen Fei has indeed been quite busy lately. We just finalized the company merger, and there are many things to handle afterwards. Since Miss Lu is a fan, she should understand that he prioritizes his career, right?"

"I understand, of course I understand." Lu Ziyue smiled even sweeter, but leaned slightly towards Chen Fei. "That's why you need to relax while taking pictures. Chen Fei is so focused when taking pictures, his eyes are so gentle. Sister Jiang, you have no idea how charming he is when he's serious."

As she spoke, she glanced at Jiang Che, as if sharing a unique and sweet discovery.

Jiang Che's fingers tightened slightly as he held the teacup.

She put down her cup, picked up the teapot, and poured Chen Fei a cup of tea, her movements as natural as if she'd done it countless times. Then she looked up at Lu Ziyue: "Taking photos is nothing. You haven't seen him when he's working; that's what you call focused. Besides..."

She paused, a meaningful smile curving her lips, and lowered her voice to make sure only the three of them could hear, "You don't know, Chen Fei is most tender when he kisses me."

"Pfft—!" Chen Fei almost spat out the mouthful of tea he had just drunk, choking and coughing, his ears turning red instantly.

He looked at Jiang Che in shock. How could she even say this?!

Lu Ziyue's smile froze for a moment, but quickly recovered, her eyes even brighter, as if a stronger competitive spirit had been aroused.

Instead of backing down, she met Jiang Che's gaze and asked with a touch of innocent curiosity:

"Really? I'll try it sometime. But Sister Jiang, men are visual creatures. Chen Fei has seen my private photos, and they're quite revealing."

She paused deliberately, looking Jiang Che up and down in his tightly wrapped shirt, jacket, and jeans, her tone laced with pity and provocation: "You're dressed so... warmly, is your figure not so great? Otherwise, why don't you dare show some skin? Chen Fei, don't you think so?"

Chen Fei: "..."

He just wanted to disappear into the ground or vanish from the teahouse immediately.

What are those two women doing?! How did the topic veer off to this?!

Jiang Che's cheeks flushed red, but this time it was from anger and embarrassment.

She was wearing a sexy tank top and black stockings under her shirt and jeans, but how could she possibly show them off in a teahouse?

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down and not let herself be swayed.

Suddenly, a clear thought extinguished the nameless anger in my heart like ice water.

No, that's not right. Jiang Che said to himself. What am I doing?

I am Chen Fei's girlfriend.

As for Lu Ziyue on the other side, no matter how beautiful, rich, or elegant she is, or how special her interaction with Chen Fei sounds, she is a different story.

In the relationship that Chen Fei has personally acknowledged, she is at most just a "fan".

I was actually arguing with a "fan" in a teahouse about who has a better figure in such a childish and low-class way?

This is ridiculous; it doesn't fit Jiang Che's behavior logic at all.

Once he understood this, Jiang Che immediately snapped out of the emotional state that had been stirred up by the provocation.

She sat up straight again, her eyes regaining their usual clarity and the composure befitting a "real girlfriend."

"You don't need to worry about how she looks," Jiang Che said calmly, even with a hint of nonchalance. "After all, I'm Chen Fei's girlfriend."

Then, she tilted her head slightly and continued, "Once we're in bed, he'll naturally know how great my figure is."

This statement is more impactful than any of the previous comments about "kissing techniques" or "private photos."

Lu Ziyue's smile froze completely on her face. Her throat seemed to be blocked by something. She opened her mouth, but couldn't find the right words to refute.

I originally thought Jiang Che was just an ambiguous competitor, but I never expected that he had already occupied such a clear position.

If she continues with her plan to "make Chen Fei fall in love with her," wouldn't she be seen as someone who steals someone else's partner?

A strong sense of suffocation, frustration, and panic welled up from the bottom of my heart, replacing all other emotions in just a few seconds.

Jiang Che took in Lu Ziyue's reaction and smiled with satisfaction, but did not choose to continue the pursuit.

She knew in her heart that if she continued to pester him, she would not only not gain anything, but would also appear petty and even make Chen Fei dislike her.

Moreover, her current competitors are not Lu Ziyue, but Shen Shaoting and Lin Jingyi, who are working hard and making rapid progress.

With this in mind, Jiang Che stopped applying pressure and instead steered the conversation in a direction that would benefit both parties:

Jiang Che's gaze fell on Lu Ziyue's exquisite cheongsam, and an appreciative smile suddenly appeared on his face: "By the way, Lu, to be honest, this cheongsam of yours is really beautiful, and it suits your temperament perfectly."

Lu Ziyue stepped down the stairs and nodded: "Yes, it was made to order."

"Actually, it's quite a coincidence," Jiang Che leaned forward, adopting a business-like posture, "We just landed a new agency for Chinese-style women's clothing. I see you're in such good shape, how about we give you the clothes for free? After you try them on, could you please take some photos and leave a positive review?"

Jiang Che's expression was serious, and his tone was sincere.

This not only gave Lu Ziyue face, but also helped their brand find a potential KOL, killing two birds with one stone.

Lu Ziyue's mind was no longer on the fight. Now that Chen Fei had a girlfriend, she needed to readjust her strategy.

As a fan of anime and manga, she deeply hates NTR (Netorare).

Upon hearing Jiang Che's invitation, she quickly understood his intention. It was a good excuse to get in touch and also provided another way to observe Chen Fei.

"Really?" Lu Ziyue's smile returned. "New Chinese-style women's clothing? I'm quite interested. Sister Jiang, could you send me the information?"

"That's great!" Jiang Che immediately took out his phone. "Shall we add each other on WeChat? So we can keep in touch?"

"OK."

The two added each other on WeChat, and the atmosphere completely eased. Although they each had their own plans, at least on the surface, peace was restored.

"Alright, I won't disturb your business anymore." Lu Ziyue stood up, smiled at Jiang Che, and then looked at Chen Fei.

This time, the way he looked at Chen Fei was less deliberately provocative and more scrutinizing and resolute.

"Chen Fei, I'm leaving now. Sister Jiang, remember to contact me." Her tone was light, as if nothing had happened.

"Definitely. Be careful on the road." Jiang Che smiled and nodded.

Lu Ziyue turned around and left the private room.

She needs time to process this and needs to make new plans.

Today's confrontation made her realize that taking down Chen Fei was far more difficult than she had anticipated.