Chapter 842: Leverage
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After hearing Murong Yumengās words, Xiao Lingling was somewhat surprised. āSenior Sister, why are you so good to this Zhou Cuiāan?ā
She genuinely couldnāt comprehend it. Zhou Cuiāan didnāt seem particularly remarkable! Moreover, despite Murong Yumengās assistance to Zhou Cuiāan, it was evident that she harbored no fondness for her. One could even say she despised Zhou Cuiāa.
āHehe, sheās a valuable pawn, naturally worth nurturing.ā Murong Yumengās lips curled into a sneer. āAlthough Zhou Cuiāan is greedy and vulgar, she holds a significant position as Ye Lengāanās roommate.ā
Zhou Cuiāan was merely a pawn planted beside Ye Lengāan, a ticking time bomb waiting to explode.
Upon hearing Murong Yumengās callous words, Xiao Lingling lowered her head, refraining from further conversation.
Unfazed by Xiao Linglingās presence, Murong Yumeng retrieved her phone and dialed the company, briefing them on the Zhou Cuiāan situation and instructing them to drop the matter.
However, before ending the call, she added, āAlthough weāre letting this matter go, ensure the evidence is retained, understood?ā
After confirming with the other party, Murong Yumeng hung up.
Listening to the entire conversation, Xiao Lingling couldnāt help but feel shocked. Initially, she thought Murong Yumeng intended to help Zhou Cuiāan resolve the issue. Yet, from her final instruction, Xiao Lingling discerned that Murong Yumengās goal was not to assist Zhou Cuiāan but to secure leverage against her!
The image of Murong Yumeng portraying herself as a caring elder sister to Zhou Cuiāan while scheming behind her back sent shivers down Xiao Linglingās spine. Simultaneously, she grew apprehensive about her own predicament.
She wondered if she had inadvertently provided Murong Yumeng with any leverage.
Nevertheless, this incident taught her one thing: now that she was Murong Yumengās follower, she could never entertain thoughts of betrayal. Otherwise, the consequences would be dire. Moreover, despite Murong Yumengās pretentiousness, she had indeed gained numerous benefits by staying by her side.
Reflecting on this, Xiao Lingling felt that everything she did was worthwhile.
Murong Yumeng reclined in her seat, eyes closed, seemingly aware of Xiao Linglingās conflicted gaze but unperturbed by it.
Her decision to make the call in Xiao Linglingās presence today was a warning shot. She wanted Xiao Lingling to understand that betraying her would have severe consequences, akin to crushing an ant.
Time passed swiftly, and before they knew it, it was New Yearās Eve.
Early in the morning, Ye Lengāan roused Huangfu Ruiling from sleep.
With Sister Li on vacation, only the two of them occupied the vast villa. However, it didnāt feel desolate at all.
After getting up, they adorned the villa with couplets and decorations, infusing it with the festive spirit.
Once the villa was festooned, Ye Lengāan had a sudden idea. āLing, what do you say we make dumplings together?ā
Neither of them knew how to cook, and they had already arranged for their New Yearās Eve dinner to be delivered. However, Ye Lengāan suddenly felt that since they had time on their hands, they might as well make dumplings together.
Huangfu Ruiling wouldnāt refuse Ye Lengāanās suggestion. This time was no exception. He paused for a moment before agreeing, āOkay!ā
Soon, they began kneading dough and preparing fillings.
Huangfu Ruiling handled the dough, while Ye Lengāan prepared the fillings. They chatted intermittently, fostering a pleasant atmosphere.
Although they were both novices, with the aid of online instructions and their quick learning abilities, they soon had the fillings and dough ready.
As Ye Lengāan surveyed the well-prepared ingredients, a sense of achievement washed over her. āLing, I didnāt expect us to be quite talented in cooking! Look, everything looks decent.ā
āYouāre right.ā Huangfu Ruiling chuckled and nodded. āShall we start rolling the dough for the dumplings?ā
āYes!ā Ye Lengāan nodded eagerly.
However, to their surprise, they couldnāt quite get the hang of rolling the dough and shaping the dumplings.
The dough turned out either too thick or too thin, and the dumplings were either too flat or leaked filling. In short, none of them looked appealing.
Observing the oddly shaped dumplings on the table, Ye Lengāan couldnāt help but sigh. āWell, I just praised our talent, but now weāre being proven wrong. Perhaps itās better not to boast too soon.ā
Huangfu Ruiling glanced at the dumplings, unable to find anything positive to say. Eventually, he could only offer, āWell, it doesnāt matter. Theyāll all taste the same in the end.ā
Hearing Huangfu Ruilingās words, Ye Lengāan felt speechless. Rolling her eyes at Huangfu Ruiling, she retorted somewhat irritably, āPerhaps it would have been better if you hadnāt said anything.ā
After Ye Lengāanās complaint, Huangfu Ruiling remained silent and continued rolling the dough and shaping the dumplings.
Yet, they remained unattractive.
Observing Huangfu Ruiling rolling the dough, Ye Lengāanās eyes gleamed mischievously as if she had an idea. She quietly dusted her hands with flour, approached Huangfu Ruiling, and said, āLing, your face is dirty. Let me clean it for you!ā
Unsuspecting, Huangfu Ruiling leaned closer, allowing Ye Lengāan to wipe his face.
With an evil smirk, Ye Lengāan extended her flour-covered hand and began smearing Huangfu Ruilingās face, saying, āLing, donāt move. Iām removing the dirt for you!ā
As she spoke, Ye Lengāanās hand covered Huangfu Ruilingās face in flour, lending his originally stern visage a touch of humor and softening his appearance.
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