Give Her a Chance to Flirt! - Chapter 8

Chapter 8

“……Fine, just eat your fruit.”

The Old Matriarch’s question was met with a lonely silence.

She felt she shouldn’t have asked Lin Jiu in the first place. Why did she ever think Lin Jiu might know something? She must truly be getting old and muddled.

Originally, the Matriarch had intended to give her eldest son a symbolic compliment, but Lin Jiu’s interruption made her forget entirely.

Lin Jiu’s uncle had no choice but to leave the old mansion with the contract exactly as he had brought it.

Lin Jiu’s claim to the Matriarch about dreaming of Yu Yihan was pure nonsense, but it had been a while since she’d seen the Great Beauty Yu, and she was genuinely craving a look at that face.

Once the drama she was binging finished its episode, Lin Jiu stretched, set down the fruit platter, and took out her phone.

The Matriarch was still beside her, asking: “How can it end just like that? Did that girl accept the confession or not?”

While telling the “hooked” Matriarch, “The next episode updates tomorrow, no need to worry,” Lin Jiu checked her messages.

Zhao Chun: My family received an invitation to the Yu Corporation’s kick-off ceremony. Kiddo, you’re going too, right?

A kick-off ceremony?

Lin Jiu’s eyes slid down the screen to the next message—

Yu Yihan: Friday at 7 PM, the Hongran Kick-off Ceremony will be held at Yuxia Tea Manor. Do you have time?

Yuxia Tea Manor was the Yu family’s largest layout in Wucheng, with a scale almost equivalent to a film studio base.

In addition to standard facilities, it featured a tea museum and a small tea garden; the main hall could accommodate over a thousand people.

The fact that the Yu family set the ceremony here and arranged a live stream on their official channel was proof enough of the importance they placed on this project.

Media, partners, distributors, project staff, and special guests gathered in a grand assembly.

Lin Jiu only learned from Weibo as she was nearing the tea manor that there would be a live broadcast today.

Zhao Chun, well-versed in the ways of socialites, had arrived early at the Lin house to wait for Lin Jiu so they could depart together. Now, sitting next to Lin Jiu, Zhao Chun leaned over to look at the live stream interface on her phone, clicking her tongue:

“Usually, not many people watch these kinds of events. But as long as Yu Yihan makes an appearance, the scale is just insane.”

“Look, Jiu-jiu, Yu Yihan hasn’t even shown up yet, and there are already over a million viewers. What’s so interesting about an empty red carpet and a signature board?”

Lin Jiu nodded. Yu Yihan certainly knew how to utilize her advantages.

She herself represented traffic and attention. If not for that, Lin Jiu doubted she would waste time attending a project that was already finalized.

—Speaking of which, Yu Yihan would definitely be dressed to the nines tonight.

Zhao Chun, reading the room, offered timely flattery: “Jiu-jiu, you’re also beautiful. I don’t think you’re a bit behind Yu Yihan.”

Though she was just buttering Lin Jiu up, when she looked at her again, she felt… she wasn’t exaggerating at all.

Lin Jiu was wearing a dark green, body-hugging long dress. Her exposed skin looked dazzlingly white against the dark green, almost as if she were glowing.

The glossy fabric gave off a cold, scale-like quality of a cold-blooded creature, tightly wrapping around the curves of her waist and hips, sketching out an intoxicating silhouette that made the blood race. It was a sharp contrast to Lin Jiu’s usual style—cold and stunningly gorgeous.

Her makeup wasn’t heavy. Aside from a burgundy cherry-colored lip, the rest seemed barely touched.

Yet, it made Zhao Chun feel that every time Lin Jiu lowered or raised her eyes, she looked innocent and moving, mixed with a trace of ethereal desire—like she was hiding a hook.

Zhao Chun couldn’t help but praise:

“Your eyes are so moist, like they’re holding water. There are stars in them.”

Lin Jiu:

“Use pink-brown eyeshadow as a base and blend continuously, spread a large area of fine shimmer, then hang some large sequins on the eyelashes. You too can look as pitifully beautiful as if you’re about to cry at any moment.”

“……Your lip shape is so pretty. This lip color is amazing, I’ve never seen it before.”

Lin Jiu:

“Use the blending method for the lip glaze. You can blend a bit toward the philtrum on the upper lip. Layer the colors; the shades are C-brand Wine and N-brand Stained Small Cherry.”

“……”

While Zhao Chun’s “rainbow farts” (flattery) were being stifled by these blunt answers, she hurriedly jotted down the color shades. Even after that, she wasn’t satisfied and tried to launch a new round of praise.

Her gaze swept over Lin Jiu’s face—

“This matte finish perfectly brings out your temperament. But still, your features are just well-grown. That nose bridge is beautiful.”

“Even though you used nose contour, I can see the bridge was already superior to begin with. What’s even more impressive is how well it matches this makeup.”

This time, Zhao Chun pointed out the makeup herself. She didn’t believe Lin Jiu could say anything back!

Lin Jiu looked at her.

Zhao Chun cautiously perked up her ears.

Lin Jiu said affectionately:

“You looked so closely and still didn’t notice? I applied red blush to the sides of the tip and under the nose.”

“This makes the nose look perkier, and a red nose tip makes it look like you’ve just cried—very calculating, very cute. Did you learn it?”

Damn.

Zhao Chun indignantly added “+1 to Calculating Beauty Makeup Tips” to her memos. Driven by a bit of spite, she asked directly:

“If I do my makeup like you, can I be as beautiful as you?”

Lin Jiu was finally stumped by a question.

Zhao Chun instantly felt refreshed. See, you’re so difficult even when I’m calling you pretty!

The car’s speed slowed down. Zhao Chun glanced out the window; Yuxia Tea Manor was nearly there.

They would have to step out of the car and walk past the media on both sides of the red carpet. One could imagine the level of exposure.

She helped Lin Jiu tidy her voluminous, charming tea-brown curls and encouraged:

“Even though this is the Yu family’s home turf and the stage Yu Yihan prepared for herself… just go and steal the show!”

?

For a moment, Lin Jiu felt that Zhao Chun had been possessed by the System.

Speaking of which, the System hadn’t appeared for a while. Had it crashed from anger?

The vehicles entered steadily. It wasn’t just Lin Jiu from the Lin family; the Matriarch and the eldest uncle’s family were also there. Many families respected the Matriarch and voluntarily yielded their place in the queue.

Zhao Chun got out from the other side to rejoin her own family. The Matriarch’s and uncle’s cars were in front and had already let them out to wait for Lin Jiu.

The Mulsanne carrying Lin Jiu slowly stopped at one end of the red carpet. The door opened.

Inside the Live Stream Room.

The million-plus viewers from before Lin Jiu and Zhao Chun’s chat had exploded to ten million in just five minutes because Yu Yihan had finally appeared. The number was still climbing.

Yu Yihan didn’t walk the red carpet; she came out from the inner venue. The moment she appeared, all the cameras swarmed toward her like moths to a flame.

The second the lens focused on her, the flashes paused for a heartbeat, then began to flicker like mad.

Yu Yihan’s attire today was far too noble, as if telling everyone present—

Tonight is a shimmering pearl in the history of the Yu family, the beginning of a new prosperous era.

And she was the undisputed author, the master in control of the entire floor.

She wore a pure black jumpsuit with a deep-V neckline down to the waist. A matching belt with a square metal buckle cinched her narrow, lean waist.

Draped over her shoulders was a black and gold cloak, with gold thread outlining dense, luxurious patterns—magnificent as a queen’s battle robe.

As Yu Yihan moved, the open cloak billowed behind her, making her figure look even more slender and powerful. Her long legs were impossible to look away from.

She shook hands and chatted with several guests, then picked up a signature pen from a tray and walked toward the transparent signature board—

This was the most exciting moment for the live stream, because the camera was directly behind the glass board. From this angle, they could see Yu Yihan’s face clearly and head-on.

“Visual attack!!!”

“It’s all legs below the waist ahhh this outfit is divine”

“Is no one praising the deep-V? I’m gonna die prprpr”

As Yu Yihan’s fangirls were losing it, they saw her lift the pen. Her lush red lips parted slightly as she wrote on the glass without hesitation.

Yu Yihan

Strong and forceful, the strokes were sharper than her own temperament.

From beginning to end, she didn’t give the camera behind the glass a single glance. At most, while inspecting her signature, her gaze lightly brushed past the viewers’ perspective.

A natural, arrogant, cold, and charming distance.

!

A critical hit!

In this moment, countless viewers clutched their chests.

“Damn, she’s ignoring us and I’m even more excited, am I an M?”

“Yu Yihan/ Yu Yihan/ Yu Yihan/ Yu Yihan/”

“I suspect she knows exactly what we love and is doing this on purpose, ughhh”

After signing, Yu Yihan quickly stepped aside for other guests, retreating to one side to talk with visitors.

Yu Yihan was now a bit far from the lens and hard to see clearly, but as long as it was her, the viewers were happy to watch even a blur.

Thus, when the live stream switched to the red carpet end, many viewers posted dissatisfied comments:

“What the heck?”

“Looks like the Lin family has arrived. Lapsang Souchong lovers, start clapping.”

“Their tea is good, but I don’t like Lin Jiu. She’s got issues, insulting my goddess.”

“Lin Jiu is here too? Then I’m not watching.”

“Is this car Lin Jiu? Why give her screen time?”

“If you don’t like it, leave. You talk too much.”

“No way, are there actually Lin Jiu fans in this chat?”

Under the cover of the bickering comments, on the screen, a white-gloved security guard stepped forward to open the car door for the guest.

Silver starlight high heels were the first to hit the ground from behind the black car door, followed by a slender, taut calf.

Before anyone could get a clear look, a silky, thin dark-green skirt dropped down. While wrapping around the calf, it made the skin of her instep look as white as snow.

Lin Jiu leaned forward and bent over to exit the car. She held an evening bag lightly in front of her waist. With a subtle movement of her legs, supple as a snake, she stepped from the car onto the red carpet.

The beauty that had been hidden—unseen by the camera—was now revealed openly to everyone.

“Is… is this Lin Jiu? The features are hers, but why does she… I almost don’t recognize her.”

“I’m dumbstruck, brothers.”

“Holy holy holy, my heart is melting for Lin Jiu. She’s too pitifully endearing.”

“How does she manage to be a sexy beauty and look so vulnerable at the same time?”

“To those who were just scolding Lin Jiu, my head is ringing right now.”

The buzz surrounding Lin Jiu was already high, and with this transformative look, the frenzy of the comments rivaled that of Yu Yihan’s appearance.

Amidst the viewers’ chatter, Lin Jiu had already walked to the signature board with the Lin family.

Here, only the two heads of the family—the Matriarch and the Uncle—were to sign. Lin Jiu, the Aunt, and Lin Wu waited behind them.

Yu Yihan noticed. She called a host over and whispered a few words.

The host nodded. After the Uncle finished signing and stepped back, the host invited Lin Jiu forward:

“Miss Lin, please leave your signature.”

Lin Jiu stood before the board, a bit confused, and tilted her head slightly toward the host.

The host secretly suppressed his disobedient heartbeat and said:

“This is President Yu’s request.”

President Yu.

Yu Yihan?

Lin Jiu followed the host’s gaze, looked sideways, and found Yu Yihan to her right rear.

Yu Yihan was standing in front of a small group, talking to someone.

When she received Lin Jiu’s gaze, Yu Yihan put her hands behind her back and gave a slight nod.

As she looked up again, her eyes lifted slightly, carrying a faint smile.

Just like a gentleman—natural, free, and easy.

—This scene was captured perfectly by the camera in front of Lin Jiu.

Lin Jiu, holding the pen at the glass board but not signing, turning her head to find Yu Yihan.

And Yu Yihan, who had ignored everyone just now, nodding in greeting with a light smile the moment Lin Jiu looked over.

But the most striking thing was Lin Jiu’s expression the moment she truly saw Yu Yihan.

Lin Jiu’s already captivating face suddenly lit up, her eyes brimming with light.

The joy radiating from her, which couldn’t be faked, made anyone who saw it unable to resist a knowing smile.

It was as if stars sunk at the bottom of a lake had been touched by the pouring moonlight, lighting up one by one until the whole surface glowed with a dense, gentle light.