Chapter Two Hundred Eighty-Two: Deceitful Individuals
This meeting was initially supposed to discuss how to allocate the funds we had secured.
With a powerhouse like Tang Yubbing on board, the planning had already been meticulously organized. The rest of us, including Young Master Sang, were just following her lead.
Throughout the meeting, only the Sect Leader seemed completely disinterested, tuning out completely, and as soon as it wrapped up, she bolted off to check for comic updates.
Meanwhile, Gongzi Shuiming took advantage of the crowd dispersing to stealthily stop Tang Yubbing.
“Miss Tang, I really admire your talents. If you’re willing to join our Floating Splendor Commerce as a secretary, we can offer you a monthly salary of one million!”
“Eh? No way, you can’t just poach someone right in front of their boss!”
Young Master Sang leaped in front of Tang Yubbing, his aura protective and tense like a jealous pet: “Listen here, keep your paws off our precious gem! We’re counting on her to do all the work right now.”
Tang Yubbing sighed, rolling her eyes: “Thanks for recognizing how lazy your entire team is.”
With a shrug, she politely declined Shuiming’s offer: “Sorry, I’m really happy with my current situation and have no plans to switch jobs.”
“Really? What a shame,” Shuiming said, shaking her head regretfully yet still smiling. “I’ll be staying next to Sang’s place, so if you change your mind, just let me know.”
“Wait? Why are you living next to my house?”
Young Master Sang asked suspiciously, “I thought the neighbor was…”
“Oh, I bought that place.”
Sang: “?”
“In that case, let’s get along well during my stay!”
Shuiming winked cheekily at Sang: “Neighbor~”
Sang gulped hard.
…Would reverting to my old ways as a Demon Cultivator and just kidnapping this woman be worth it? Could one successful job wipe out all my debts?
Maybe I should just toss morality out!
Seeing Sang’s gaze shift as if he was a starving wolf ready to pounce, Shuiming felt a bit shy: “Young Master Sang, why are you staring at me like that?”
Tang Yubbing seemed to read Sang’s mind and subtly kicked him.
Sang: “…Cough. It’s nothing.”
After watching Tang Yubbing escort Gongzi Shuiming away, he was reluctant to give up: “Sister Yubbing, is there really no way you can quit after just one last job?”
Tang Yubbing shot him a glare.
“Brother Sang, let’s not discuss that.”
“Don’t you feel like you’ve forgotten something important?”
Sang looked at her, puzzled.
After a long moment, it seemed he was vaguely reminded of something, and he awkwardly grinned: “Ah… Did your family push you back to matchmake again?”
Tang Yubbing nodded helplessly.
“This time, they’re being super firm. They’ve found a match with an extremely good family background, and they’re handsome too. I have to meet him.”
“I’ve run out of excuses, so I’m counting on you to help me!”
Sigh.
Just when I thought I was done with that sort of thing.
Hearing how Tang Yubbing described the match, Sang could already guess he was probably some prestigious rich boy.
He’d have to handle Tang’s parents and put up with the matchmaker’s smugness, and just thinking about it made his head spin.
But to help Tang Yubbing out, he reluctantly agreed.
“Alright then.”
Sang slapped his chest: “Sister Yubbing, don’t hesitate to use me freely!”
“…That sounded weird.”
Tang Yubbing cleared her throat, her face slightly flushed as she turned away, softly saying: “Actually, it won’t be too complicated. I just need someone to back me up against my parents.”
“As long as they see I have someone in mind, they should loosen up a bit… hopefully…”
Tang Yubbing’s voice trailed off, uncertainty creeping in.
Sang sighed.
Based on his years of reading, relying on a fake boyfriend to get through this is nearly impossible.
You really have no idea just how stubborn parents can be when they want you to date!
Hoping they change their minds just because you look happy? That’s harder than taking out the trash!
“When do you plan to go?”
“If possible, as soon as possible; just a quick trip within the next couple of days,” Tang Yubbing said shyly. “I don’t want to take up too much of your time with… your wives.”
“Then how about tomorrow?”
Sang replied: “I’ll let Little Ying know, then tidy up my appearance to guarantee I’ll show up as the perfect boyfriend next to Sister Yubbing.”
“Tomorrow morning, we set off!”
Tang Yubbing nodded, her eyes a mix of emotions.
Just as Sang was about to head back to discuss with Little Ying, Tang Yubbing suddenly called out to him again:
“Uh… Brother Sang, I just want to say.” She stammered nervously, “If you don’t want to do it or if Little Ying might feel uncomfortable, we really don’t have to push it.”
“After all, pretending to be a boyfriend isn’t exactly glamorous and could damage your reputation…”
Sang turned around, touched, and patted Tang Yubbing on the shoulder.
“Thank you, Sister Yubbing.”
“You think I still have a reputation worth ruining?”
Tang Yubbing: “…”
“But it’s fine.”
Sang chuckled heartily: “Since I promised Sister Yubbing, I’ll make it happen. What others think doesn’t matter; my skin is thick, and my reputation’s in the gutter already. I’m not worried about that.”
“Little Ying and the others won’t mind either since we’re doing it with good intentions. What’s there to worry about?”
“I’m heading out now~” After saying that, Sang waved goodbye and left the meeting room.
Tang Yubbing remained silent at the spot, lost in thought for a long while.
After a while, she finally lifted her drooping eyes, her gaze vaguely landing in the direction where Sang had left.
“Good intentions…?”
She chuckled bitterly, shaking her head.
This phrase, she couldn’t even convince herself of.
She didn’t even dare ask if her request for Sang to pretend to be her boyfriend held any selfish desires.
Wasn’t she using the excuse of needing Sang to fulfill her own fantasies?
Was her action fair to Little Ying and the others and their kindness?
In the end.
She… was also a deceitful person.
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