Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

Chapter 178: President Li Sees Money As Shit!

Was Qu Yingying trying to earn Yu Group’s favor once again?

To Ji Weixi, the rookie competition would be a trial. Although the contest was mainly to select a top model and fashion design was secondary, she thought that it would be good to get more experience since she lacked it.

Hence, Ji Weixi entered the competition.

Since partners were determined by drawing lots, Tian Miaomiao went up and returned listlessly.

Ji Weixi pulled her to sit down beside her. “Tell me, who’s my partner?”

Tian Miaomiao looked at her bitterly, before breaking down in tears. “Xixi, I’ve wronged you!”

“Don’t say that...” Ji Weixi started panicking when an idea suddenly occurred to her, and she forced herself to ask, “Don’t tell me... my partner is Qiao Biluo?”

Startled, Tian Miaomiao promptly stopped crying. “Wow, how did you know...”

Ji Weixi felt her breath leave her lungs as she went blank.

Really... there’s no escaping that woman.

Li Shaoling had told her that Qiao Biluo wasn’t a good person, and now Ji Weixi would be partnered with her.

Then didn’t it mean...?

Ji Weixi did her best to assure herself since being partners meant that they share a mutually beneficial relationship.

So, Qiao Biluo wouldn’t be up to no good... maybe?

***

At noon.

Tian Miaomiao said that she had another date with her handsome intern. She left, handbag in hand after checking that her reflection in the mirror was perfect.

Ji Weixi herself was giving a draft a final check before leaving, only to run headlong into Qiao Biluo who was coming in.

She is wearing a little black strapped tank top that exposes her navel and her prided curves, matched with black broken jeans over her long, beautiful legs. Her blonde hair was tied into a ponytail, and her mixed-blood features did not lose grace beneath her exquisite makeup.

“Xixi, are you going out for lunch?” Qiao Biluo asked mildly as she looked around at the office.

Ji Weixi nodded. “Yes, Miss Qiao. May I ask what you’re—”

Before she could finish, Qiao Biluo had sat naturally on a chair like a returning guest, and gestured for Ji Weixi to do the same. “Come, sit, I have something to talk to you about.”

Ji Weixi looked as she did so with disdain but did not show it, and smiled instead. “Miss Qiao, it’s already lunch. Why don’t we talk in the afternoon?”

“Oh, come on.” Qiao Biluo pouted unhappily and shrugged. “We are partners now. Why do you have to be so formal? Call me Biluo”

Ji Weixi smiled on the surface. “Biluo, why don’t we talk later? You must be hungry too.”

“That’s true. I haven’t had a good meal lately.” Qiao Biluo rubbed her belly. “Xixi, I know a good steakhouse nearby. Let’s go together!”

Ji Weixi had no good reason to refuse, and was forced to pretend she liked it. “Okay.”

Delighted, Qiao Biluo got to her feet and held Ji Weixi’s arm intimately, who felt repulsed to that with someone unfamiliar.

She also started to think about what excuse she could use to refuse as they waited for the elevator.

After all, she really did not want to eat alone with Qiao Biluo.

But just as Ji Weixi intended to call Tian Miaomiao and told her there’s a gas explosion at their house and have her run here, faint footsteps could be heard behind them.

They turned at once to find Li Shaoling approaching at a steady pace.

“Shaoling!” Qiao Biluo’s eyes sparkled and she hurried to him, ready to throw herself into his arm.

Li Shaoling, however, evaded her unceremoniously and went straight to Ji Weixi, wrapping his arms around her as if there was no one else around.

“I’m taking you to lunch.”

Ji Weixi promptly gave him a look and tried to get away, but Li Shaoling stared at her impassively, with his arms becoming firmer around her.

Qiao Biluo’s faced dropped at their intimacy and turned pale as she pointed at them in disbelief.

“You... you two... Xixi... You and Shaoling...” Unable to restrain herself, Qiao Biluo looked like she would soon burst in tears. “Don’t you know that Shaoling is mine?! But you...”

Despite being stunned, Ji Weixi abruptly pushed Li Shaoling away and held Qiao Biluo’s hand as she tried to explain apologetically and panickily. “Biluo, listen to me... I didn’t know about you and Li Shaoling! To tell the truth, he’s the father of my son.”

“No!” Crumbling, Qiao Biluo held her head. “Ji Weixi, I thought you’re my bestie but you actually took the man I love most, right in front of me! I would never forgive you!”

With that, Qiao Biluo turned and ran off, devastated.

At the same time, Ji Weixi’s apologetic look immediately faded as she sighed in relief, and thought that her acting was rather up to standard.

She turned and gave Li Shaoling a look. “How was it?”

He smiled. “Not bad.”

This little woman surprises him every time.

***

Meanwhile, Qiao Biluo had continued running for quite a while.

She eventually stopped, feeling foiled because Ji Weixi was not chasing after her.

She had planned to pretend that she knew nothing, becoming Ji Weixi’s friend and then stumbling upon the truth of Ji Weixi’s relationship with Li Shaoling. That way, she could play the part of a poor, betrayed friend and make Ji Weixi feel guilty.

She just did not expect that Ji Weixi wouldn’t chase after her.

Hence, as Qiao Biluo remembered how intimate they were just now, she was beside herself with frustration.

***

Li Shaoling brought Ji Weixi to a restaurant.

When the doors opened, the fragrance of jasmines wafted to the nose, refreshing the mind.

The waiter very respectfully led them to a window seat. As Ji Weixi took hers, she looked around to find no one else around at all, and that it was rather awkwardly silent.

“Why is there just the two of us?” She asked softly.

After all, there’s no way others wouldn’t come to a luxury restaurant like this one.

Meanwhile, Li Shaoling was pouring her red wine.

“I booked the whole place,” he then calmly replied.

“...”

Rich!

“It’s just lunch. Why are you booking the whole place for?”

Li Shaoling leaned backwards on his chair lazily, held the champagne glass between his fingers and shook it while his thin lips spoke light and arrogantly. “I’m rich.”

“...”

‘Right, you’re rich, you’re the boss.’

Soon, lunch was served, but each dish was as exquisite as it was good looking that Ji Weixi was not so willing to eat. Upper-class venues like this one really wasn’t her thing.

Moreover, she should be coming here in an evening gown, but now she was here in her working attire, her clothes wrinkled and her hair messy, which ruined the sights a little.

Opposite her, Li Shaoling had finished cutting a steak and passed it to her, before nonchalantly asking, “When are you going to follow me to register our marriage?”

Ji Weixi paused in the middle of chewing, while Li Shaoling watched her with a clever sparkle in his dark gaze. “You don’t have the right to refuse.”

If she did, the court summons would reach her tomorrow!