Chapter 58: The Strange Lin Qing’er

“Fei Huang, I’ve already been divorced for over a month, are you or are you not going to divorce me? Let me tell you, if you don’t show up in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau before 11 a.m. today, I’ll expose all your secrets, your corruption…” The voice on the phone was loud, and as the woman reached a critical point, Huang Fei interrupted her, “Okay, I’ll come.”

Huang Fei hung up the phone with a gloomy expression, ignoring Chairman Lin and turning to Shui Miao with suspicion, “What exactly is your relationship with that woman?”

Huang Fei didn’t believe Shui Miao could read faces; he thought Shui Miao and his mistress were in cahoots.

“Hey, I started working here before you even came, okay?” Shui Miao quickly replied, not wanting to get dragged into his mess: “I already said I calculated it, if you don’t believe me, forget it.”

“Hmph! Self-inflicted misery can’t be blamed on others?”

Suddenly, Lin Qing’er added, walking out and taking out her phone to call the police.

Seeing this, Huang Fei remained surprisingly calm. He looked at Shui Miao for a full ten seconds before speaking again, “Shui Miao, can you help me resolve this?”

“I can’t. I can only see, not resolve,” Shui Miao shook his head: “However, I think you should first clarify the company’s finances before talking about anything else. Matters of the heart can only be resolved by oneself; how can others really help?”

“Okay then, I misunderstood you. I’m sorry!” Huang Fei’s attitude did a complete 180-degree turn, bowing to Shui Miao before walking toward Lin Qing’er, “Chairman Lin, I misappropriated 300,000 yuan from the hotel, and I will return every penny to you. However, I’d like to ask you for one chance. My daughter is still in school, and if her classmates find out her father misused public funds, she’ll definitely be ridiculed.”

After Huang Fei finished speaking, he suddenly knelt in front of Lin Qing’er.

“…”

Seeing Huang Fei’s actions, Lin Qing’er was momentarily stunned. After a pause, she softened her heart, “Alright, repay all the funds before nightfall, or I’ll call the police.”

“Thank you. I’ll go get the money right away.”

Huang Fei stood up and left the office directly. Throughout his words, he never showed much emotion. He seemed to have made some significant decision inside, and these external trivialities no longer mattered.

Security guard Xiao Liu ran up, and Lin Qing’er, with a thought, asked Xiao Liu to follow Huang Fei to ensure he didn’t escape.

“Ah! I originally wanted to invite everyone to a happy meal, but ran into such a situation. What bad luck!” Shui Miao shook his head, walking past Lin Qing’er to leave.

“Wait a second…”

Lin Qing’er suddenly called out to Shui Miao, smiling gently, “Little Shui, don’t worry, I’ll help you achieve your wish. I’ll only charge you for the ingredients; I won’t take any other money.”

“Really! Oh wow, then I should thank the big boss,” Shui Miao replied, feeling somewhat unaccustomed to speaking so freely since he had already decided to quit, “Then, then who should I go to settle the bill, Supervisor Gao?”

“No need, I’ll handle it personally. Come to my office and tell me what ingredients you plan to use,” Lin Qing’er’s charming smile blossomed as she slightly nodded and turned toward her office.

This chairman Lin is smiling so beautifully, could it be she has a crush on me? Watching Lin Qing’er’s charming back view and her slender, fair legs, Shui Miao’s heart, filled with the typical thoughts of a common man, began to stir. He couldn’t help but admit that Lin Qing’er was indeed very beautiful. Although she looked somewhat older, about thirty-something, compared to ordinary young girls, she carried an extra sense of mature charm.

Shui Miao didn’t know much about Lin Qing’er, only that she was the daughter of a wealthy tycoon from Taiwan. Because of her strong personality and special independence, she ran the hotel alone here. Also, Lin Qing’er didn’t have a boyfriend, as for the reason, no one in the entire hotel knew.

Lin Qing’er’s office faced south, was quite large, and was filled with ample sunlight. The interior was very simply decorated; several pots of narcissus flowers were placed on the windowsill, while the rest of the space was occupied by a black desk, black computer, black chair, and black leather sofa—everything was black.

“Wow, this room is really unique!”

Shui Miao casually remarked as he walked toward the window.

“Unique?”

Lin Qing’er stopped, turned around, and walked to Shui Miao’s side, “By the way, you said you can read feng shui. Do you think there’s anything special about my room?”

“Hehe, generally speaking, reading feng shui costs money. However, since Boss Lin helped me, I’ll waive the fee. I’ll just speak freely based on my understanding, hoping Boss Lin won’t mind,” Shui Miao carefully examined the room, then looked at Lin Qing’er’s facial features. Her hair was jet black and lustrous, her face pale, her eyes listless, her eyebrows delicate, her lips red and teeth white, her figure tall and slender. She wore a white shirt and a black knee-length skirt, neat and efficient, simple yet elegant. Overall, Lin Qing’er exuded a sense of a celestial fairy descending into the mundane world.

“Finished looking?”

Lin Qing’er felt somewhat uneasy. In her entire life, no man had ever stared at her so brazenly before.

Shui Miao nodded, gathered his energy, opened his yin-yang eye, and looked at Lin Qing’er again. He noticed a faint golden mist emanating from the outer side of her thigh. Other than that, there was nothing else, except a faint black aura coming from the direction of the desk. Black objects tend to attract yin energy, so the slight yin aura wasn’t strange.

“Done?”

Lin Qing’er slightly shifted uncomfortably. This was the first time in her life she had been so openly stared at by a man.

Shui Miao nodded, stopped gathering energy, and sat on the sofa, saying, “You! Truly a Lin Sister fallen from the heavens!”

“What do you mean?”

Upon hearing this, Lin Qing’er’s body slightly trembled.

“Lin Sister is always sickly, naturally evoking people’s sympathy,” seeing Lin Qing’er’s eager expression, Shui Miao spoke slowly, “I don’t know your birth chart, but judging from your appearance, your birth chart should be quite good. However, your eyes seem weak, as if you’re lacking water. You’re a strong-willed person, but a romantic setback has severely hurt you. You’ve been unable to recover from that emotional turmoil, even carrying a knife, contemplating death.”

Shui Miao glanced twice at the outer side of Lin Qing’er’s right thigh, vaguely seeing the outline of a dagger.

“How… How could you know these things?”

Lin Qing’er looked at her leg; the dagger was well hidden, no one had ever noticed it before.

“There are many reasons, I don’t want to go into details. Just tell me if I’m right or wrong?” Shui Miao didn’t want anything in return, no need to tell Lin Qing’er his secret of mastering the five elements kung fu.

“Are… Are you sent by my father?”

Lin Qing’er’s expression turned serious.

“Uh…”

Shui Miao looked at Lin Qing’er in surprise, “Boss, why are you saying the same thing as Huang Fei? I’m from Huang Hai City, and except for Zhong Hai City, I haven’t been anywhere else. I’ve worked here for two years without ever inquiring about your affairs. Do you really think I might be someone sent by your father? Besides, I’m quitting today…”

Shui Miao was somewhat speechless. Why is it that whenever I hit the nail on the head, everyone suspects me of being sent by someone, instead of believing that I genuinely possess real skills?

“Could it be… that you really can predict things?” Lin Qing’er looked at Shui Miao as if he were some kind of monster.

“I don’t really know how to predict. I can only see, using my eyes,” Shui Miao shrugged his shoulders, “Boss, let’s talk about the dishes now. After that, I can go help in the kitchen. It’s getting late, and I don’t want to delay everyone’s lunch.”

“Lunch isn’t urgent. I’d like to ask you a question, not sure if you’ve noticed,” Lin Qing’er looked at Shui Miao seriously, as if she were about to ask something very important.

Shui Miao scratched his head, “What is it?”

“Have you seen a… man’s… ghost following me?”

A different kind of hope shone in Lin Qing’er’s eyes.