After Flirting with the God-Tier Beautiful Tycoon - Chapter 17

The next day.

Because the shop was short one person, the workload increased significantly, and Shen Xiaojiang stayed at the pet shop until very late.

Seeing that it was almost time for the dorm to close, she hastily packed her things, preparing to rush for the last bus.

In a white Bentley parked not far away sat Chen Yi and He Zhong.

“Seventh Mistress, she’s leaving,” He Zhong’s voice was lowered slightly.

Chen Yi looked in the direction of the pet shop, her gaze tracing Shen Xiaojiang’s figure.

Quite tall, taller than the average girl. Very fair-skinned, fairer than the average girl. Doesn’t smile often, but when she does, she is definitely more beautiful than the average girl.

This was Chen Yi’s current impression of Shen Xiaojiang.

“What’s the situation with the Chamber of Commerce? Any new developments?” Chen Yi fiddled with a limited edition lighter, propping her hand on the window frame. Everything within her line of sight was Shen Xiaojiang.

From He Zhong’s perspective, everything Chen Yi was doing now was a strategy, she was testing Shen Xiaojiang.

However, only Chen Yi knew that in her heart, a small, unprecedented, and perhaps inappropriate thought had taken root.

She wanted to get closer to Shen Xiaojiang, she wanted to see her every day.

“Nothing for now. However, the plot of land that was previously allocated to you has now been reclaimed by Elder Master Bai,” Chen Yi had been forced to attend a social engagement last night, so He Zhong had attended the Kaihua Group’s external announcement meeting on her behalf, and he was reporting everything in detail.

Chen Yi acknowledged with a “Hmm,” and did not continue the conversation on that topic.

The plot of land He Zhong mentioned was originally under the name of Elder Master Bai, the chairman of the Kaihua Group. Due to certain reasons, it had been allocated to Chen Yi to build an upscale clubhouse. After completion, Chen Yi would take seventy percent of the revenue generated, and Elder Master Bai would take thirty.

What Chen Yi truly wanted was not the clubhouse, but the land itself.

A few years ago, she had systematically planned to acquire land in various locations. Some of this land had been used to build residential properties, and some for large shopping malls, all bringing her substantial income.

This had naturally drawn the envy of many.

Elder Master Bai, after various considerations, would likely not give the land to her again.

But who would he give it to? She didn’t know.

Chen Yi wasn’t interested anyway, because in the short term, no one in the whole of Nancheng could rival her.

Yet, the cutthroat world of business was like a dark jungle shrouded in miasma. Chen Yi felt like a chained beast, suppressed in the darkest, dampest depths.

Oppressive, painful, and forever unable to see the light.

At that moment, Shen Xiaojiang came out of the shop. After locking up, she stood at the doorway, opening and closing her mouth, seemingly saying something.

Chen Yi remained silent, even slowing her breathing.

“Bye-bye, little lords,” Shen Xiaojiang waved to the cats and dogs.

She did this every time she got off work.

Although it was only a part time job, Shen Xiaojiang still treated her work at the pet shop as a career.

She loved her career, just as she loved that secondhand, beat-up car of hers.

Then, she turned around, put on her earphones, jiggling a string of keys in her hand, humming a tune as she walked.

The Bentley was stopped with its engine off, and Shen Xiaojiang, focused on her music, didn’t notice it.

The moment she walked past the car, Chen Yi recognized, from the slight opening in the car window, that the tune Shen Xiaojiang was humming was the light music she had played in her car earlier.

A Flowing Somberness.

It was clearly a melancholic piece of music, but coming from Shen Xiaojiang, it carried a different feeling.

Lighthearted, joyful.

Although Shen Xiaojiang wasn’t smiling, her presence somehow gave Chen Yi a sense of warm strength.

Chen Yi kept watching her, her gaze so dense it could be spun into silk.

In the pitch black night, she felt as if she had seen a ray of light.

This ray of light silently pierced through the dark jungle and also stabbed into her heart.

The gloom and frustration vanished in an instant.