After I Became Famous, the CEO Wants Remarriage-Chapter 82 - : Sitting on His Thigh with a Plop!
Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Sitting on His Thigh with a Plop!
“President Li, I can’t thank you enough for your sponsorship for the Heritage Competition…” Manager Zhao’s eyes lit up as he eagerly rubbed his palms together when he saw that the other judges were already chatting with Li Lingyang.
Li Lingyang, center of attention like a regal monarch, sat there with an air of indifference.
Hearing Manager Zhao’s flattery, he looked up, intending to give a cursory response before leaving. However, as his gaze moved past Manager Zhao and fell on Ning Yichu beside him, it suddenly took on a different intensity…
Today, Ning Yichu was dressed in particularly professional attire, with light makeup—much more refined than she was five years ago.
“Xiao Ning, go on in. Everyone’s waiting for you,” Manager Zhao hurriedly signaled Ning Yichu with his eyes, his excitement contrasting sharply with his on-stage persona.
Ning Yichu’s expression gradually turned cold. “Manager Zhao, is this your idea of an invitation from the organizers for the competitors to have dinner?”
...
Read latest chapters at freёweɓnovel.com Only.
“Xiao Ning, how can you talk like that in front of President Li? Come on, say hello to President Li,” Manager Zhao, seemingly taken aback by Ning Yichu’s uncooperative attitude, suddenly grabbed her from behind.
Ning Yichu clearly didn’t anticipate this move and lost her balance. Her hands flailed as she stumbled forward, almost as if she was planting face-first like a headfirst dive.
The incident startled Manager Zhao.
He was about to pull Ning Yichu to her feet, but in the next second, the tall man who had been seated at the table suddenly stood, his large hand swooping down to catch Ning Yichu securely in his arms.
By the time Ning Yichu came to her senses, she was seated firmly on Li Lingyang’s thigh, her face buried in the crook of his neck, closing the distance to none.
His large hand was resting on her waist…
Through the thin shirt, his fingertips unintentionally brushed along her lower back.
It was like a mild electric current shot through her body.
Warmth spread from where he had touched on her lower back, radiating outwards, and her entire body heated up!
The air seemed to fall silent for a moment. Then, like being burned by fire, Ning Yichu bounced up with a strained smile, “Thank you, President Li.”
Suddenly finding his arms empty, Li Lingyang couldn’t tell if he felt loss or irritation.
This woman had betrayed him, found someone new, and he had repeatedly reminded himself to stay away from her…
But when he saw her about to fall, he still reflexively caught her.
A flash of darkness crossed Li Lingyang’s eyes as he responded with feigned indifference, “You’re welcome, please, have a seat.”
He smoothly invited Ning Yichu to take a seat.
Ning Yichu replied, “Sorry, I’ve just remembered something I need to attend to, I’ll have to leave early. Enjoy your meal…”
“Xiao Ning!” Manager Zhao’s face suddenly paled, and he sternly said, “You know the status of President Li. The fact that he’s invited you is already an enormous favor…”
Privately, he lowered his voice and warned Ning Yichu, “Don’t forget you’re here representing Beiji Group in the competition. Losing might not be taken lightly, right?”
Ning Yichu let out a chilling, mocking sneer. So this was a threat using the competition?
Just when Manager Zhao thought Ning Yichu would comply, she suddenly dropped a bombshell, “I’ve got to pick up my daughter. She doesn’t like the smell of alcohol on me. Staying here to simply eat and make merry would just dampen spirits. Please proceed as you wish!”
With that, she strode away, completely disregarding Manager Zhao’s darkening expression.
Li Lingyang watched her retreating figure and found himself feeling…
Unexpectedly itchy at heart.
Manager Zhao was on the brink of madness, yet he still managed to squeeze out a smile as lovely as a blossoming flower. “President Li, look at this mess I’ve made; it’s so embarrassing, all because I took the initiative…”
…
After leaving the restaurant, Ning Yichu only then realized that it had started to rain.
And quite coincidentally today…
She hadn’t brought an umbrella.
Weather forecasts are really just a bunch of liars.
Ning Yichu had no choice but to quickly find a place nearby to take shelter from the rain while also hailing a cab. Actually, she wasn’t lying earlier. Ningning really doesn’t like it when she smells of alcohol, and she was indeed on her way to pick Ningning up now.
She had been so busy lately, and considering she was planning to return to Europe soon, she hadn’t yet found a nursery school for Ningning.
This resulted in Ningning idling away her days; if she wasn’t out with Aunt Wang, she was playing with the other neighborhood kids…
Yichu pondered whether to send the little girl to a temporary daycare class and, without meaning to, she ran into Deelia and a beautiful girl in her twenties.
Ji Shiwang was dazzled in jewels, wearing a white mermaid dress adorned with a jade necklace around her neck and a shiny big diamond ring on her hand, like a walking jewelry display.
Deelia, who always looked down on Asians, was surprisingly polite to her, which suggested this woman was either a customer or someone of considerable wealth.
“Is that you?” Deelia did a double-take upon seeing Ning Yichu, then mockingly said, “Hey, weren’t you recommended by Mr. Mo to participate in a competition? What are you doing here?”
Ji Shiwang had only heard of Ning Yichu in gossip circles and never had any dealings with her, nor did she know her face. She asked skeptically, “Who is this?”
“Ning Yichu, our Mr. Mo has opened a Jade Sculpture Studio in Imperial City, and she’s the person in charge…”
“You’re Ning Yichu?” Ji Shiwang recalled that the last time she herself spoke ill of Ning Yichu, she was mocked by Mo Baiyou, and suddenly felt a surge of anger, haughtily saying, “I heard you did a jade carving for Mrs. Zheng and charged over a thousand per gram? Do you even know that’s the price for a master-class Jade Sculptor?! You must be crazed with greed!!”
Ning Yichu didn’t recognize the woman before her and lazily raised an eyebrow, “And you are?”
“Hmph, I’m the heiress of Ji’s Jewelry, Ji Shiwang, and the Chief Jade Sculptor of Chengyu Workshop.” The woman’s words carried an air of superiority.
“So, you’re in the same line of work.” Ning Yichu curled her lips into a scornful sneer, “So what? If you think my pricing is high, why don’t you go talk to Mrs. Zheng and see if she’ll cancel my order in favor of your workshop?”
“You… You’re just relying on your relationship with Mrs. Zheng to put on airs, aren’t you? Once everyone sees your true colors, I’ll see who else places orders with you!” Ji Shiwang spat back, fuming with rage.
Ning Yichu’s laughter carried a hint of scorn, “Well, you just keep on waiting then. Hope you’ll get to see that day.”
“You’re nothing but a tramp ruined by men, pretending to be so noble?” Perhaps it was Ning Yichu’s composed demeanor that utterly ignored Ji Shiwang, driving her to blurt out an obscenity in a burst of anger.
Ning Yichu’s eyes lost their playful scorn, replaced by a trace of coldness.
Ji Shiwang felt a chill in her heart.
The rain was getting heavier, and Ning Yichu didn’t want to entangle with them anymore. She was planning to cross the street to the bus stop, when right at that moment, a black Maybach slowly approached and came to a stop at the curb.
Passersby seeking shelter from the rain rarely encountered such a luxury car and looked on admiringly.
Ji Shiwang was also a fan of Maybach, and she recognized at a glance that this car was a limited edition, not something money could simply buy.
After pondering it over, she couldn’t think of anyone in Imperial City who had such a car, and suddenly with a provocative glance toward Ning Yichu, she said with ill intent, “Great Jade Sculptor Ning, you claim to be so capable, could it be that this car has come just to pick you up?”
