After the Strategy Failed, the Heroine Turned into a Crematorium - Chapter 39
Bian You simply couldn’t believe it couldn’t believe how utterly defenseless she was in front of Qi Zhi’e.
Whatever Qi Zhie told her to do, she would obediently comply. And afterward, even just hearing Qi Zhie praise her with a “Good girl” would leave her completely satisfied.
Bian You covered her face in shame, her entire body burning so hot she might as well have turned into a boiled lobster. She could barely bring herself to face Qi Zhie.
What kind of person had she imagined Qi Zhie to be?! There was no way Qi Zhie would ever play those kinds of games with her!
This was all Mi Yue’s fault!
Bian You lifted her head, her expression full of resentment.
It was all because Mi Yue had sent her that ridiculous nonsense! If not for her, Bian You wouldn’t have had those bizarre dreams last night!
Fuming, she grabbed her phone and sent Mi Yue a barrage of furious stickers.
Awakened by the incessant pings, Mi Yue groggily picked up her phone. When she saw Bian You’s messages, her eyes immediately crinkled with laughter, and she excitedly sent back a voice message.
Mi Yue: “So? So? Doesn’t it fit you two perfectly?”
She had even fine-tuned it based on Bian You and Qi Zhie’s personalities.
Bian You replied with a single smiling sticker.
Bian You: “Stop sending me this kind of trash! And! I’m the top!”
Sure, she topped Qi Zhie more often, but why did Mi Yue’s writing make her seem so much more like a bottom? Even when she was topping Qi Zhie, she was still just an obedient dog following its master’s commands speeding up when told, slowing down when told, even controlling her strength to avoid hurting her.
Just thinking about it made Bian You so embarrassed she wanted to crawl into her phone, march over to Mi Yue, and crack open her skull to see what was inside.
“You’re the top?”
Qi Zhie stepped out of the bathroom just in time to hear Bian You’s words, spoken through gritted teeth.
What nonsense was she spouting so early in the morning?
She had noticed it the moment she woke up Bian You seemed agitated, squirming in bed like a worm, her eyes darting away whenever they met Qi Zhie’s. Clearly, she was guilty about something.
Bian You stiffened, slowly lifting her head to see Qi Zhie’s slightly furrowed brows. Instantly, her mind superimposed Qi Zhie’s displeased glare from her dream holding a whip, ready to punish her.
Ahhhhhh!
She was filthy!
What was she even thinking?!
Qi Zhie watched her rapidly changing expressions, her frown deepening.
This woman was definitely hiding something.
Bian You hadn’t expected to be caught red-handed by Qi Zhie and was at a complete loss for how to react.
And now Qi Zhie had heard her declare herself the top, how mortifying!
“I…” Bian You stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence. If she insisted on being the top in front of Qi Zhie, would Qi Zhie feel compelled to show her who the real top was?
And if she ended up getting pinned down, wouldn’t that be humiliating?
Just then, Mi Yue’s reply came through, and Bian You awkwardly mumbled, “I was just chatting with Mi Yue.”
Seeing her reluctance to explain, Qi Zhie didn’t press further. Besides, she had already guessed the gist of it from Bian You’s earlier words and found the whole thing rather ridiculous.
Only children would argue about who’s the top or bottom, but considering Bian You’s childishness, she could understand her behavior.
“Are you not going to wash up yet?” Qi Zhie shot her a glance.
“Oh, right! I’ll go right away!” Bian You immediately jumped off the bed and dashed into the bathroom like she was fleeing, her movements so agile she hardly seemed like someone who was already working.
Qi Zhie: “…”
Was Bian You really twenty-five? She felt even fifteen was too generous.
Rubbing her temples, she realized her patience was wearing thinner by the day.
Breakfast was, as usual, prepared by Bian You. Not long after they finished eating, there was a knock at the door. Before Qi Zhie could even ask, Bian You excitedly sprinted over to open it.
Watching as workers filed in carrying various items, Qi Zhie turned to Bian You’s innocent expression and found herself at a loss for words.
After all, no matter what she said, Bian You always had some excuse to brush it off.
Having already guessed what Bian You had bought, Qi Zhie decided to leave to spare herself the irritation, leaving Bian You behind to supervise the workers while eagerly imagining Qi Zhie sitting at the piano, playing for her.
Arriving at the company, Qi Zhie reviewed the rising performance metrics, and a hint of relief finally surfaced on her face. At the very least, the current scale of development justified all her efforts.
She had poured her entire fortune into this venture, if it failed, she would be left with nothing.
But the gamble had paid off. Her company was poised to become an even larger and more sophisticated unicorn than in her previous life.
“President Qi, here are the documents you requested.” Ji Jiu placed a file in front of Qi Zhie.
Qi Zhie’s eyes flickered slightly. Only after Ji Jiu left did she open the file, which contained none other than Ren Shuliu’s personal records.
Ren Shuliu was born in Country M and had lived with her grandfather since childhood. Her grandfather had once been a high-ranking member of Country M’s largest mafia before going legitimate and entering the financial sector. The rice paddy fund he established had since grown into a behemoth.
However, the Ren family’s focus had always been overseas. Why would Ren Shuliu suddenly return to the country?
And more importantly, how did she know about Qi Zhie and Bian You?
A ridiculous thought crossed Qi Zhie’s mind could Ren Shuliu have returned because of her and Bian You?
Qi Zhie frowned. In her past life, she had indeed met Ren Shuliu and had brief interactions with her, but those encounters were far from pleasant memories.
Perhaps their personalities simply clashed. Whenever they were together, they couldn’t stand each other, yet for the sake of appearances, their conversations were inevitably laced with sarcasm and veiled hostility.
In that regard, the Ren Shuliu of this life was no different from before still finding fault with her.
But the fact that she also seemed to dislike Bian You was somewhat unexpected for Qi Zhie.
After all, this Bian You wasn’t the same as before. The way she smiled now made it genuinely hard for anyone to dislike her.
After reviewing the documents, Qi Zhie still couldn’t discern Ren Shuliu’s motives for returning. However, as for Ren Shuliu herself…
If they could reach an understanding, she might actually make a valuable business partner, a potential gateway to expanding into overseas markets.
The intercom buzzed.
“President Qi, Miss Lu is here.”
“Take her to the meeting room next door.”
Qi Zhie’s eyes gleamed, a faint but unmistakable smile gracing her lips.
Lu Si was the tech expert who had followed her in her previous life, responsible for cybersecurity, where not a single issue had ever arisen.
However, this time, her foray into the internet industry had begun much earlier than in her past life. At that point, Lu Si was still employed at another company and hadn’t been pushed out by internal conflicts. Qi Zhie hadn’t been able to persuade her to leave and join her instead.
Back when Lu Si was still growing into her role, that company had provided her with a platform. Because of that, she harbored a sort of “imprinting” loyalty toward them. But as internal power struggles among the company’s higher-ups intensified, Lu Si’s situation grew increasingly difficult. The nostalgia she once felt had soured, leaving her torn.
Now, she was finally willing to leave and come to Qi Zhie.
With Lu Si on board, a heavy weight in Qi Zhie’s heart could finally be lifted.
She entered the
She had treated Bian You like this, yet what Bian You gave her in return was a sincerity that had never been tainted by even a hint of falsehood.
Such pure, blazing emotions, how could they ever be something she deserved to possess?
“Do you like it?” Bian You reined in all her little pride, asking the question with a hint of nervousness.
“I like it,” Qi Zhie’s voice was soft, almost fragile.
Instantly, a radiant smile bloomed across Bian You’s face, her eyes sparkling as if they held the entire expanse of stars brilliant yet not blinding, drawing people irresistibly closer.
She was too pure, so pure it made one want to drag her into the mire, to watch her struggle in the filth until she was covered in grime.
The hands holding the glass cover tightened slightly, but Qi Zhie found this version of Bian You too glaring, illuminating the shadows within her until they had nowhere to hide.