Magnate Tycoon: How Did Simply Enjoying Life Make Me a Male God?-Chapter 542 - 388: Shi Yang’s Fear (Part 2)

"Why don’t you continue to be my model next week."

As she spoke, Shi Yang gave a sly smile, her eyes twinkling, "I just so happen to have a photo shoot with a high level of difficulty. The previous male models all chickened out."

Li Jing looked at her suddenly glowing eyes and inexplicably felt like he was getting on a pirate ship: "What exactly is the shoot about? How hard can it be?"

Shi Yang turned her back and secretly tidied up her dress, turning back with a smug look: "You’ll know when the time comes. This is to compensate for your actions just now, you’re not allowed to refuse!"

Seeing Shi Yang being tight-lipped, Li Jing didn’t pursue the matter further. Given his physical fitness, it shouldn’t be that difficult.

"Let’s go, the movie’s over, I’ll take you to a nice meal." He got up from the sofa, gesturing for Shi Yang to go first.

Shi Yang touched her slightly deflated stomach, her fingers unconsciously tapping on her leather bag, her apricot eyes rolled, "Okay, but you’re paying."

She deliberately raised her chin, the pearl necklace around her neck lightly swaying with the movement.

Li Jing laughed softly, a smile spilling over his face: "Don’t worry, when you’re with me, you don’t have to spend a dime."

This made Shi Yang purse her lips. To her, it was just the usual talk from a rich playboy, not much different from those trust-fund kids who threw money around in front of her.

As a daughter from a wealthy family, Shi Yang insisted on economic independence, often worrying about rent and photography expenses, but her innate nobility kept her indifferent to money.

At this moment, she calculated in her heart that since Li Jing took advantage, it was only right for him to treat.

As they walked out of the private cinema room, the subtle scrutiny from the reception staff made Shi Yang feel like sitting on pins and needles.

Her earlobes instantly heated up, the stray hairs behind her ears drenched with cold sweat. Pretending to be calm, she made a perfunctory reply and then briskly pulled Li Jing away.

Not until they reached the corner of the hallway did she suddenly fling away Li Jing’s hand, her apricot eyes wide open: "It’s all your fault! The way the staff looked at us, they must’ve heard the noise from our room. If this gets out, my reputation is ruined."

Remembering some scandals her best friend shared in the gossip group last week, rumors that could affect a family’s business, she couldn’t help but panic.

Li Jing, hands in his pockets, said blandly: "It’s unfounded, let them talk. Besides, it was just a kiss, no big deal."

His indifference completely infuriated Shi Yang. She stomped her foot in anger: "Just a kiss isn’t enough? What more do you want?"

She recalled that it was her first kiss, feeling aggrieved and clenching her teeth, yet she was helpless against this man who seemed utterly impervious.

The original plan was to go to a nearby homestyle restaurant, but an enraged Shi Yang, in defiance, named the most expensive French restaurant in the area.

The interior decor was even more exquisite. Even the placemats under the dining plates were handmade Italian embroidery, and the whole space was elegant and romantic.

She thought that Li Jing would cringe at the steep prices of this restaurant, but he simply raised an eyebrow and chuckled lightly: "The price is reasonable."

His reaction made Shi Yang feel uneasy, sensing that her little plan had fallen through.

Watching Li Jing elegantly cutting the French truffle foie gras, Shi Yang couldn’t help but scrutinize the man.

In the flickering light, sipping her juice through a straw, she observed Li Jing dine with ease, suddenly realizing her grandfather’s assessment of Li Jing’s wealth might have been too conservative.

Earlier while ordering, Shi Yang intentionally picked the most expensive signature dishes.

But Li Jing didn’t mind at all, smiling gently throughout, occasionally handing her a wet towel, deftly peeling shrimp shells for her, his actions as graceful as if professionally trained.

Watching his composed demeanor, Shi Yang felt both angry and curious—just how wealthy was this guy?

When the five-figure bill came, in Li Jing’s eyes, it seemed like just a series of numbers, not affecting him in the slightest.

This oddly deflated Shi Yang, feeling she hadn’t really "taught" him a lesson.

After leaving the restaurant, Li Jing started the rented luxury car, the engine humming as it drove onto the coastal highway.

At this moment, the sky resembled an overturned palette, the sunset tinting half the sky a honey-orange, the sun’s golden fragments scattering on the sea, shimmering with the waves.

The sea breeze, carrying a hint of salty moisture, drifted in through the car window, gently stirring Shi Yang’s falling strands of hair.

Li Jing contentedly enjoyed the cool breeze outside the car, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel to the rhythm of the car’s music.

Sitting in the front passenger seat, Shi Yang couldn’t help but steal glances at the driver’s seat.

Ever since their intimate moment, she hadn’t realized that deep down, her attitude towards Li Jing had quietly shifted.

Now, her eyes unconsciously traced the contours of Li Jing’s profile—the high nose bridge, slightly pursed lips, all bathed in a soft golden edge by the warm sunset.

As a fashion photographer accustomed to handsome male models, Shi Yang initially thought Li Jing’s looks were only average among them.

But his stature as upright as a pine, flawless physique, and a relaxed elegance in his every move made him stand out in a crowd.

Especially those subtly visible muscle lines under his meticulously tailored clothes. All in all, among the people she had met, Li Jing was indeed an outstanding presence, which secretly gave her a sense of satisfaction.

Recalling how fluently Li Jing spoke French with the waiter during dinner, along with his previously displayed language skills and financial prowess, all quietly scored points in Shi Yang’s mind.

As she had caught up in her wild thoughts, Li Jing suddenly turned his head, their eyes meeting. Shi Yang quickly averted her gaze as if scalded, her earlobes instantly flushed, and her heart pounded wildly in her chest: