Take Away My Sickly Beauty [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 12

In truth, Chen Jiyu only found out a day in advance that Cupid’s branch in H-City was opening its doors to allow managers within the circle to visit and study.

“Boss Ye, aren’t you afraid your President Chen won’t have enough time to prepare and will make a fool of herself in front of everyone?” a woman muttered indistinctly, hunkered down in a corner and burying her head in a boxed lunch.

“It’s not just me saying this—her cousin and that paramour of hers are currently exerting all their strength to harm her.” The woman in the peaked cap couldn’t help but complain about them. “I really don’t know how their brains are wired. Since they’ve already registered their marriage, they should just live their lives properly. Why do they insist on making things difficult for President Chen?”

Sitting behind the office desk, Ye Wuming remained silent upon hearing this.

A while ago, Hua Lingling had tried to divorce Cheng Ye behind her back, but Ye Wuming had sent people to stop it.

She remembered the previous investigation results showed the two were desperately in love; Hua Lingling had even gone as far as marrying into the Cheng family with the Hua family’s assets just to be with Cheng Ye.

But now, they had been married for less than a month—how could they be tired of each other already?

Or perhaps Hua Lingling’s intentions didn’t lie with the person; she had other schemes afoot.

“I think you should stop overthinking it.” The woman in the peaked cap wiped the grease from her lips and sneered. “Those two—one is a fool, and the other is an ungrateful wolf who wants to fly up a branch to become a phoenix. Isn’t their goal obvious at a glance?”

Aside from power and status, what else could it be for?

The woman’s words reminded Ye Wuming.

Back then, the two had pleaded in a hundred ways for Jiyu to agree to let them be together. In all likelihood, only Cheng Ye was sincere, while Hua Lingling only wanted a word of recognition from Chen Jiyu.

If Jiyu had agreed to their marriage, with the strength of the Chen family at the time, Hua Lingling’s status would naturally have risen with the tide.

By then, who wouldn’t have to show her some courtesy upon meeting?

Even if Ye Wuming herself returned to the country and met Hua Lingling, she would have to treat her as Jiyu’s family; though she might not like her, she wouldn’t mind helping her out in the business world.

She heard that Jiyu had secretly prepared a company as a gift for Cheng Ye? Given Cheng Ye’s abilities, Jiyu would inevitably have to manage that company personally from start to finish.

Since Jiyu was stepping in to help, Ye Wuming wouldn’t mind giving them a secret push as well.

Chen Jiyu’s gaze turned dark; it seemed Hua Lingling’s ambition was not limited to the H-City business circle.

“So, Boss Ye, you just need to add a little, tiny bit more money~” The woman held up her thumb and pinky, pinching them together. “I’ll settle them for you directly. Don’t worry, it’ll be absolutely legal and moral.”

“They want Jiyu to make a fool of herself in public; as long as we don’t give them the chance, it’s enough. Why would I spend unnecessary money to hire you?” The ends of Ye Wuming’s brows rose slightly, her pale eyes flashing with an indescribable sharpness.

“Have you been very short on money lately?”

This person hadn’t been this poor even when she was wandering around abroad. So, what was the reason?

“Are you in love with someone?”

“Tsk, Boss Ye, who do you think has the ability to empty my family fortune so quickly?” The woman, clutching her fast-food box, was extremely depressed.

She never expected that woman could spend money like that!

“Oh~” Ye Wuming suddenly understood.

No wonder this person was so broke. She heard that her arrogant Chief Designer had “flipped her car” while lingering among flowers recently failing to flirt and instead getting “eaten” by a total spitfire of a woman.

The woman, who had been slept with inside out and over again, had set a thousand different plans for “silencing the witness” with a grim face.

The fact that this person could still appear alive in her office meant one of two things: she was capable, or there was something going on between the two of them.

“Keep a close eye on them, and I’ll put in a good word for you in front of An.” The meddling Ye Wuming used both threats and inducements.

Hearing this, the woman curled her lip and let out a huff, appearing reluctant on the surface, but her actions suggested the opposite.

There was no helping it; who told her to have her “Achilles’ heel” held by someone else?

“Then what about President Chen’s side?” Under Ye Wuming’s murderous glare, the woman obediently wiped the soup that had dripped onto the floor.

“Hmm…” Ye Wuming narrowed her eyes in thought, then smiled as if she had thought of something wonderful. “Then let An tell her one day in advance.”

“Tsk tsk, your heart is truly black.” The woman clicked her tongue.

This person had shamelessly clung to the other woman before, offering warmth and concern to leave a mark in President Chen’s heart, only to suddenly pull away.

And then there was that spendthrift woman, An, who had a heart-to-heart talk that struck President Chen’s core. Now, this shameless person was playing a game of “playing hard to get”—she was fishing for President Chen to take the bait.

“What about the entry permit? You’re not going to withhold even that from her, are you?”

Surely this person didn’t want to play another “hero saving the beauty” card? If so, that would be a bit much.

Ye Wuming saw through the other’s disdain at a glance. She narrowed her eyes with a dangerous smile: “Are you an idiot? Does Jiyu need a permit to enter Cupid? If I could, I’d even want her to treat this place as her own home.”

If she lost one Cupid, she had the ability to build another, but if her “wife” flew away, she’d have nowhere to find an identical one.

Because of Ye Wuming’s intentions, Chen Jiyu was caught quite off guard when she suddenly received the news.

Visiting Cupid to study was a serious matter, so Chen Jiyu spent a long time just selecting the dress she would wear.

The dress couldn’t be too gaudy or flamboyant, nor could it be too complicated, as it wouldn’t be suitable for a work environment.

Yet, it couldn’t be too plain or simple either, because she would eventually have to see Ye Wuming.

“Hiss…” Thinking of this, Chen Jiyu suddenly pressed her hand to her forehead and drew a sharp breath.

Since when did she start caring about the other person this much? She was actually doing things like “a woman dolls herself up for the one who pleases her”?

Thinking this, Chen Jiyu put the deep blue maxi dress back into the wardrobe and sat down at the table, trying to calm herself.

Something was wrong—very wrong.

Ever since An had relayed Ye Wuming’s invitation to visit Cupid tomorrow, she had been flustered and restless all day.

She should be grateful that she never lost focus while handling work; otherwise, there was no telling what chaos would have broken out in the Chen Corporation.

And… Ye Wuming hadn’t contacted her in a long time, had she?

Since the “Baijia Garden” incident, she hadn’t seen her, nor had she been in contact with her.

This period of blank space was enough for her to figure out many things. It was also enough to create the illusion of a “vacancy.”

Resting her arms on the table, the woman suddenly covered her face and began to laugh softly.

That brat Ye Wuming certainly knew how to play.

What was this?

Boiling a frog in lukewarm water, then suddenly throwing her into ice water halfway through? Did she want her to miss the comfort of the warm water, or did she want her to lose to this game of “hard to get”?

But regardless of what result Ye Wuming wanted, she had gotten her wish.

It took a long while for Chen Jiyu to adjust herself and remove the hand covering her eyes. She walked to the wardrobe and opened a section she hadn’t touched in a long time.

A moon-white long dress hung there quietly. Compared to the other dresses, it was like a white peony blooming in a garden of a hundred flowers unique, elegant, and overshadowing all others.

Dignified, mature, and pure, it was a dress Chen Jiyu would never usually wear out.

After all, the occasion it was meant for was a date.

The corners of Chen Jiyu’s eyes curved slightly.

Since she had been played by that brat, it was time for her to teach Ye Wuming exactly what an adult’s “directness” and “decisiveness” looked like.

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