Reborn with Consumption System-Chapter 513 - 236: Sister and Brother_2

Straight Guy: "Damn, are you looking for a fight?!"

Casanova: "Find an opportunity to corner her, kiss her; once she’s dazed, quietly make your move and caress her; once she’s pliant, sweep her away and then have your fill!"

The time had finally come to prove that Han Lie was neither a scumbag nor a Casanova.

Han Lie made no presumptuous moves. He simply leaned a bit closer to her and chuckled in a low voice, "Sister Ting, you’re quite a handful, huh!"

Guo Qingting’s pretty face blushed. She pulled her hand away and turned her head, no longer wanting to deal with the annoying man.

Lose out? Impossible!

Han Lie quickly recaptured her delicate hand, this time taking her whole palm in his grasp.

She tried to pull away a couple of times, but when she couldn’t, she turned her head to look at the young man’s face.

"Behave yourself, stop making trouble!"

She widened her eyes just a bit, attempting to display her sisterly authority. However, her soft voice carried no hint of deterrence; instead, it made her seem very easy to bully.

Han Lie had originally wanted to push further and strike while the iron was hot; such feeble resistance was easily overcome.

But, at the crucial moment, a sudden intuition made him pause.

A gut feeling stemming from situational judgment?

Han Lie decisively let go of her hand, smiling gently. "Alright, I’ll stop now."

A flash of surprise crossed Guo Qingting’s radiant eyes, followed by a slight smile, as if her mood had suddenly improved immensely.

Han Lie didn’t understand her.

In fact, she had revealed in many interviews that, in relationships, she preferred obedient, puppy-dog type younger guys.

And the man she later married was a typical mama’s boy.

Han Lie had misunderstood something. A strong man could indeed make her look up to him, but for her, admiration and liking were two completely opposite things.

Fortunately, his god-level talent for situational judgment meant the rascal wised up quickly enough.

Strong, yet obedient in small matters—what a lethal combination, right?!

Although it was impossible for the Godfather Lie—as imposing as a tiger, his heart a tempest—to become a genuine puppy-dog type, Actor Lie, who could be soft or hard, adaptable and versatile, could certainly act the part!

He just needed to observe a few of these puppy-dog types, create a character sketch, build a mental image, perfect the chain of behavioral logic, and then, when the time came, *click*—transform...

What was Level 4 Acting for, anyway? If he couldn’t be the male lead in an idol drama, he might as well practice in real life!

This wasn’t about being a mere ’puppy’; this was the pursuit of art...

AHEM!

Han Lie’s initiative stopped there. From then on, he no longer focused his attention on her.

Sister Ting didn’t feel neglected. On the contrary, she became much more comfortable. She poured Han Lie wine, passed him tissues, and gradually grew cozy and at ease with him.

The gathering continued until almost 8 p.m., when Old Xing collapsed.

Well, to be more precise, he had voluntarily collapsed.

Essentially, it was a rather subtle and indirect statement: "I hold nothing back from you and willingly submit."

At a drinking banquet, it’s extremely rare for a subordinate to drink their superior under the table.

It’s also uncommon for a superior not to press the issue, yet for a subordinate to voluntarily drink himself into apparent collapse.

The subtleties of this were hard to put into words.

Dou Mingde, of course, understood, shaking his head wistfully. "This Old Xing, heh..."

That single, soft ’heh’ carried both mockery and a hint of self-deprecation.

Perhaps, to climb to his current position, he too had once paid a similar price...

Dou’s moment of reflection was fleeting. Then, slightly tipsy, he patted Han Lie on the shoulder and started bragging, "You don’t have to worry about my side. With Old Xing leading the charge and me providing support, I guarantee there won’t be any problems!"

"Okay, call me if anything comes up."

They said goodbye at the door and each got into their respective cars.

...

In the same S63, Assistant Liang was still driving, but the atmosphere was completely different from the ride there.

Han Lie helped Sister Ting put on her down jacket, carefully adjusting it around her. Then, he held her hand with tender concern. "Are you cold? You’ve worked hard today, Sister Ting."

"Not cold."

Sister Ting wasn’t cold; in fact, a tipsy warmth was making her feel hot all over.

"Come closer, lend me your shoulder for a bit."

Ah, that’s the mature, alluring vibe I was hoping for!

Han Lie, delighted, leaned half his body on the armrest console, breathing in the faint fragrance as her head, with its fragrant hair, rested on his shoulder.

Not only that, but he also decisively handed the reins to her.

"Where would Sister Ting like to go?"

Guo Qingting, her eyes closed, said softly, "Weren’t we going for coffee? Find somewhere quiet."

"Then let’s go to the hotel I usually stay at. Sister Ting, you’re too popular this year; it’s not safe outside. Is that okay?"

By then, Han Lie had completely figured her out. After suggesting the destination, he didn’t forget to ask for confirmation—puppy-dog persona dialed up, Domineering CEO Trait dialed down!

"Mm, that’s fine. You’re quite thoughtful."

Sister Ting was very satisfied, and so, while leaning on his shoulder, she also took the initiative to hold his hand.

But Han Lie didn’t relax his strict standards for himself.

He was pondering—what should a genuine puppy-dog type be doing right now?

Damn, I can’t think of anything. I really lack life experience...

There were puppy-dog type men among Han Lie’s colleagues, but he’d never seen how they actually interacted with their girlfriends, so everything was just guesswork.

The initial, superficial stages were manageable. But when it came to delving deeper, he was genuinely clueless.

Unable to come up with anything, Han Lie simply stopped thinking about it and decided to let Guo Qingting take the lead. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

You’re the ’older sister’ here, Sister Ting. You make the first move!

The car drove on quietly, and Han Lie waited quietly.

This silence wasn’t one of unspoken words, nor of hidden desires stifled by timidity, and certainly not a restless anticipation.

On the contrary, Han Lie’s quietness was very profound, like the night sky above—peaceful and serene.