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Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 274: Is He Better Than Me?
Chapter 274: Chapter 274: Is He Better Than Me?
Lin Zhiyi walked into the private room arm in arm with the young man.
As soon as they sat down, the young man couldn’t wait to order a bottle of wine worth around thirty thousand.
He must have a partnership with the establishment, so no matter how much wine he orders, he gets a kickback.
While ordering wine, he even glanced at Lin Zhiyi, probably testing whether she really had the money.
Lin Zhiyi turned towards the young man, her captivating face smiled with half-closed eyes, enough to bewitch anyone.
"One bottle is hardly enough, don’t tell me you only want to spend the time it takes to drink one bottle with me?"
There was a suggestive undercurrent to these words, making them quite embarrassing to say.
Thankfully, the dim light of the private room hid Lin Zhiyi’s bashfulness.
This was something Xue Man had taught her.
The quickest way to hook a man, she’d said, was to take the initiative and say everything he might want to say.
Sure enough, the young man’s gaze fixed on Lin Zhiyi, his body leaning subtly towards her.
He dropped his gaze and then slowly raised it again, making sure his eyes appeared as affectionate and lingering as possible.
"How could that be? Even without wine, I am all yours for the entire evening," he said with a deep voice.
Hearing his breathy voice, Lin Zhiyi couldn’t help laughing out loud.
It felt just as discordant as hearing a voice crack in real life.
It was as if his throat was full of unending burps.
The deep voices she had heard before just weren’t like this, even though...
Thinking this, her expression froze, and her smile quickly faded.
At that moment, the young man took her hand, looking like he was about to kiss it.
Lin Zhiyi subtly withdrew her hand, then passed him the menu.
"Order whatever you like."
"Thank you, miss. Let me recommend a fine wine for you, one that will surely make the evening delightful," the young man said with a hint of implication.
Lin Zhiyi smiled lightly, "I’ll take your advice."
His smile deepened a little more, confident that he had caught a big fish.
For someone like him, even the prettiest woman was just another encounter. How could he feel anything real?
Money was what mattered to him.
Thus, the more lavishly Lin Zhiyi spent, the more he was reeled in, her beauty simply being an added bonus.
A rich, beautiful, and easily deceived woman was far easier to deal with than wealthy matrons with peculiar tastes.
While waiting for the wine, the two began to make small talk.
The young man was constantly displaying his personal charm, mentioning his experiences abroad and the people he knew.
Lin Zhiyi’s eyes flickered with curiosity, "Who do you know?"
The young man unconsciously twirled the watch on his wrist, worth over a million, and said in a low voice, "Naturally, I know the big names of Jing City. Shall I introduce you to them one of these days?"
Immediately, Lin Zhiyi realized his watch must have been a gift from one of these influential figures.
She didn’t mention it but simply pulled out her phone.
"In that case, let’s add each other on WeChat and we’ll be friends."
The young man hesitated for a moment but still pulled out his phone from the inner pocket of his suit.
"Alright."
After scanning each other’s WeChat, Lin Zhiyi placed her phone on the coffee table.
The young man quickly scrolled through her Moments. The light from the screen reflected on his face, revealing his greed clearly.
He exclaimed, "You know President Yu? And who are these foreigners?"
"President Yu is a friend of mine. We occasionally get together for meals or drinks. Those foreigners are business partners of my family. There was a yacht party, so I just went along for fun. I’ll bring you next time if you’re free."
Lin Zhiyi spoke nonchalantly, as if all of this meant very little to her.
Actually, the account was a new one she had created in advance, the photos all borrowed from Xue Man’s Moments after obtaining her consent, with the viewing history locked for the past three days.
It was enough to deceive the young man.
Men like him were never scarce around President Yu, who was known for his generous spending; which gold-digger wouldn’t want to get to know him?
And with the addition of high-end yacht parties, the young man was convinced of Lin Zhiyi’s extraordinary status.
He lowered his guard, placing his phone on the coffee table and moving closer to Lin Zhiyi.
"Miss, you are truly accomplished at such a young age."
"You have a way with words. How about we dance together?" Lin Zhiyi raised her eyebrows.
The young man nodded, "I’ll choose the song."
After he said that, he got up and went to the machine to select a song.
Lin Zhiyi took this opportunity to grab the young man’s phone – she had already noted his passcode.
The first thing she did was check his photo gallery.
But there was nothing special in there, no private photos of Liu He.
It appeared the young man had indeed been studious, capturing screenshots of various high-society topics.
Yet, with a few thousand photos, there were bound to be mistakes.
Lin Zhiyi quickly sent the photos to her own WeChat and deleted the chat history.
Then she stumbled upon some unexpected content in the WeChat conversations.
Worried about not having enough time, she called out to the young man’s back, "I like my dance music a bit more sentimental. Recently, these kinds of songs have been played at the parties. You’re a man of the world, you must know some, right?"
The young man showcased his familiarity without hesitation, "Of course I know. I’ll look them up for you right away."
"Hmm, find a few. I really enjoy dancing," she hinted in her voice.
"Okay."
The young man was engrossed in searching for dance music.
Lin Zhiyi continued to search through his phone. If there weren’t any photos of Liu He in the gallery, then they must be hidden somewhere.
She found a cloud storage app among the downloaded software, but it required a password to log in.
She tried the passcode just for the sake of it and, to her surprise, it opened up.
The photos inside were mostly unsightly, including some of Liu He and other unexpected findings.
Lin Zhiyi quickly shared them with herself, but the transfer needed time.
She had to keep the young man entertained.
Almost the moment she put down the phone, the young man suddenly turned around, and Lin Zhiyi pretended to check the time on her own phone.
Eighty-nine percent, just a little longer to wait.
She pretended to complain, "What’s taking the wine so long? Go check on it."
The young man spread his arms, propping himself in front of Lin Zhiyi, and said with a dashing expression, "With or without the wine, I’ll still make your night intoxicating. Come, let’s dance."
He extended his hand towards her in a gentlemanly gesture.
Lin Zhiyi glanced at the phone that was still transferring data and smiled, "Alright."
Just as she was about to place her hand in the young man’s palm, the door to the private room was pushed open.
A tall figure stood at the entrance, casting a deep shadow.
The man wasn’t wearing a coat, and even the immaculate tie was absent, his black shirt unbuttoned at the top.
Under the dim light, his taut muscles were faintly visible.
He held three bottles of the wine Lin Zhiyi had ordered in one hand and a cigarette in the other, with a dangerously cold look in his eyes.
By the time Lin Zhiyi came to her senses, the man had already approached, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards him.
"Is three bottles enough?" he said, barely containing his anger.
Before Lin Zhiyi could reply, the young man wasn’t having it and grabbed her other arm.
"Look here, buddy, it’s not cool to poach business," he said.
Hearing this, Gong Chen’s face darkened.
Someone didn’t recognize him.
And mistook him for a young man.
Lin Zhiyi had to bite her lip hard to suppress the laughter that was inappropriate.
But Chen Jin at the door was already trembling with the effort to hold back his laughter.
Lin Zhiyi was about to push Gong Chen away when instead, his hand wrapped around her waist and pressed her against his lap.
Gong Chen tightened his grip on her waist and spoke in a deep and somber voice, "Am I not good enough for you?"
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