Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Seeing the commotion was over, the guards dispersed and the crowd resumed their path. The staff member who was keen on finding troubles dared not move a mouth.

Even if Shen family had his back, they wouldn't fend off the big troublesome existence like Lan Xi for a small person. In particular, rich people rarely dealt with gangs directly.

A good scholar never fought against a soldier.

At least, Lan Xi's threat worked to stop Lin Fan from facing more troubles. No one took this event to their heart. Lin Fan felt dissatisfied that he missed the chance to step on the troublesome staff member.

Although things went in a good direction for him, he seemed to not have vented enough. The faceslapping power lacked energy this time.

Nonetheless, instead of mockery like before, only envious glances remained over Lin Fan, who was in a good mood again after seeing Ling Qingyu's deflated expression.

His so-called fiancée who dared to break up now surely regretted after seeing his peerless appearance. Lin Fan rubbed his chin.

Ling Qingyu: "…"

Tang Ziyi: "…"

Xiao Yue: "…"

The reason why Ling Qingyu stormed off before she saw a clear result was she already expected things to unfold this way.

Male protagonists definitely liked face-slapping scenes. They wanted to pretend to be a pig and show off as a tiger later. They would act domineeringly against those with the slightest fault over them.

In Ling Qingyu's opinion, they were harder to satisfy than the villains. Once someone offended them, no matter big or small, their narrowmindness exceeded someone's cognition with a good moral and strong views.

It was better to relate less with the protagonists. Ling Qingyu feared her subtle stagnant life would change into a roller coaster.

Anyone related to the male protagonist suffered, especially his harem members. That was also another reason why she was reluctant to leave Lan Xi beside Lin Fan.

She felt pity for the future women who might enter his grasp. They would suffer heart attacks and retaliation from Lin Fan's enemies, be taken as hostages or commodities to be traded off, and almost ruining their chastity, except by sheer good luck these women managed to avoid the tragedies.

It wasn't going to be a one-time event. This kind of peculiar situation would occur again and again, until the male protagonist defeated all his enemies.

Before Lin Fan reached the pinnacle, Ling Qingyu wondered if any heroine would die from myocardial infarction. She wanted Lan Xi to be beside her well-protected from unnecessary harm.

Ling Qingyu swore it wasn't Lan Xi's mature charm itching her heart to grab hold of many beauties to come. It was her righteous inner heart to protect and serve the weak and fend them from any harm.

Glancing at the side texture of Yang Qingyue's face, Ling Qingyu's ugly mood disappeared. She increased the pressure of her hand on Yang Qingyue's arm and walked.

A metal detector was placed in front of the entrance along with officers in charge, checking the identities and scanning for any threats from the guests. They didn't dare to make any loose. Any attack or loss would change the entire layout of Province N.

Imagine a collective loss of the rich guests; the damage was unbearable, including the economy and reputation. Not one dared to loosen their vigilance.

Each invitee could only bring one companion and Ling Qingyu was an exception.

With Yang Qingyue's help, the group passed through without any problems. Unlike the protagonist's urge to find troubles, Ling Qingyu desired to avoid them.

Since Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue carried concealed pistols inside their inner thigh, Yang Qingyue personally vouched for their identities, without having to go through the metal detector.

The two were regarded as undercover special police units responsible for inner security by the officers and were greeted warmly.

Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue accepted the temporary identities and entered. The group walked along the aisle and saw several people gathered in numerous groups, chattering and discussing loudly.

Bragging about their descendants' deeds and success. Sometimes, they pushed down their sons and daughters in miserable conditions.

The groups of men and women laughed at the miserableness and compared each other. Ling Qingyu's head grew big.

So, competition could exist for any reason, even for miserableness. Although these rich people mentioned miserableness, they weren't really suffering anything compared to ordinary people's struggle.

She passed by these groups until a man came out and greeted her. "Isn't this our famous young and talented lady of our Province N? Your name brings stars to fall."

Ling Qingyu rubbed the goosebumps on her skin away at the flattery. It was too much. This man raised her status to the sky.

"Hello, Your Excellency; forgive me for not knowing you. But thank you, but I think you've overpraised me." Ling Qingyu said humbly while she observed the people's reaction from the corner of her eyes.

This man before her seemed to have an unusual identity, many aspired to get close, because she could see, others' attention on her after this man spoke.

"Of course, my little reputation is nothing in front of yours." The man's demeanor was soft and strange for Ling Qingyu. He even twirled his waist around as he fixed his hair.

Ling Qingyu controlled herself from vomiting. Before, she would call these types of people, mentally disabled. But now, her situation was worse than the man in front of her. She would be a fool if she cursed herself.

Ling Qingyu waited for the man to disclose his identity. The man's smile lessened and he scratched his hair in dismay. "You really don't know me?"

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Ling Qingyu had several question marks on top of her head. Does she have to know someone, who hasn't met or encountered before?

Perhaps, Ling Qingyu's expression was too explicit, the man coughed and introduced himself. "My name is Xiao Xian. I'm the general manager responsible for the sales of Chanel products in Province N."

"Oh! Forgive my bad insight. It's nice seeing you, Mr—" Ling Qingyu said with a smile, while controlling the urge to vomit. Xiao Xian—Little fairy. What a great name to give oneself?

"Call me, Xiao Xian. No need for honorifics. It's my pleasure to speak with a beautiful charming lady." Xiao Xian stretched out his palm.

Ling Qingyu grasped his hand and shook it lightly. She didn't mind shaking hands with this type of man, because her body didn't seem to show any rejection.

She saw no pretense, nor lust, nor malice. It was genuine admiration of a beauty from the man's perspective.

Xiao Xian was like an expert, appraising the value of the artwork. His eyes over Ling Qingyu were similar.

For him, Ling Qingyu's figure and appearance were too perfect. He swore her figure was the most proportional she had ever seen. Her physique displayed a mixture of Eastern and Western features.

If he were able to sign Ling Qingyu to endorse the company's product, Xiao Xian saw money fly into his pockets easily.

His sharp eyes could already tell Ling Qingyu would be famous worldwide and become an international star. No matter what dresses Ling Qingyu wore, the score would definitely go up high.

Nonetheless, dreams were always dreams. Persuading Ling Qingyu to work as their model was the hardest step to start with.