Chapter 49: The Path of Fate Is Getting More and More Crooked
Early the next morning, the Purple Star Moon docked at a stopover attraction.
Not only was the weather warm and pleasant, but there were large lagoons near the docking point.
Water speedboats picked up guests one by one, taking them to nearby islands and reefs to play.
“Fu Yue… I was wrong…”
Fu Yue was currently wearing a pair of large sunglasses, lying on a beach chair under a sun umbrella.
The shadows of palm trees swayed, the crystal-clear “jelly water” stretched out in the distance, and snowy-white, fine sand lay beneath his feet.
With the aftermath of last night still lingering, Fu Yue only wanted to be a “salted fish” at peace with the world.
And at this moment, Chen Bai was wearing a pair of colorful beach shorts, holding a glass of iced coconut juice with a small umbrella in it. Like a golden retriever that had done something wrong, he crouched beside Fu Yue, his face full of guilt.
“I… Linye told me everything. I had too much to drink last night and ran my mouth… I’m sorry!”
As Chen Bai spoke, his eyes turned red, and he looked as though he were a step away from kowtowing on the spot to beg for forgiveness.
Fu Yue sighed, sat up from the beach chair, and took the coconut juice.
“I’m not mad at you,” Fu Yue said. “But from now on, whenever you’re out of Ji Linye’s sight, you are absolutely not allowed to drink. Can you promise me that?”
With Chen Bai’s low alcohol tolerance, Fu Yue was truly worried about him.
Although, that special mix from last night did indeed have a bit too much alcohol in it.
“Huh? Why?” Chen Bai asked, blinking.
“I’m afraid you’ll be lured away and kidnapped.”
“Oh, got it.” Chen Bai thought about it and felt it made sense.
“Fu Yue, to compensate you, I’ll be your exclusive servant today!”
“Stop right there!” Fu Yue hurriedly intervened, reaching out to cover his mouth. “You can’t just say things like that.”
“Huh? Did I do something wrong again?”
“Chen Bai, that sentence was actually quite good—” A mischievous smile curled on Fu Yue’s lips. “But I think you should save it to say to Ji Linye when you get back. What do you think?”
Chen Bai: “…?”
After a two-second daze, his face turned “boom” red.
“Fu Yue, that’s not what I meant,” Chen Bai explained with a flushed face. “I meant that today, if you want something to drink, I’ll get it; if you want something to eat, I’ll grill it. If anyone dares to look at you twice, I’ll…”
“You’ll what?”
Before Chen Bai could finish, he was interrupted.
A tall figure cast a shadow over them, blocking the stinging sunlight.
Shen Junnian was wearing a pair of black swimming trunks, the bronze muscle lines of his upper body smooth and full of power.
That day, Su Zhefei had found out that Fu Yue was here to discuss medical software development with the Pei family, which had put Shen Junnian’s heart at ease.
He walked straight over and sat on the beach chair next to Fu Yue. “Fu Yue, I heard some rumors.”
Fu Yue’s heart skipped a beat.
Shen Junnian’s tone was dissatisfied. “They said… that guy with the surname Ji deliberately made things difficult for you in the box, leaving you unable to back down. Fu Yue, tell me the truth, is it true?”
His expression was solemn and sincere. “If you feel unhappy working at the Ji Group, you can leave anytime. The doors of the Shen Corporation are always open to you.”
These words left Fu Yue stunned.
He didn’t expect that the version Shen Junnian heard would be this one.
Looking at the genuine protection in the other man’s eyes, he calmly probed, “What exactly are they saying?”
Shen Junnian was brief. “That you were unilaterally interested in Ji Hanmo, but you were publicly humiliated by him. They say you’re delusional and trying to climb too high.”
Hearing this, Chen Bai’s eyes filled with confusion.
Last night, his mind had been hazy.
This morning, he had heard the details of the event from Ji Linye’s mouth. Chen Bai felt that when Chairman Ji wore those cufflinks last night, he clearly meant something else.
However, having just made a mistake, Chen Bai didn’t dare to speak out of turn. He could only listen quietly, contradicting the rumors in his heart.
Fu Yue, however, let out a massive sigh of relief.
Fortunately, fortunately, it was this version.
A one-sided pursuit failure was embarrassing, but at least the initiative was still on his side. At most, it was just a joke about unrequited love.
If the rumor had been that they were “mutually in love,” then he would truly be dead.
Thinking of this, he took off his sunglasses and gave a brilliant smile.
“It’s nothing, just a small misunderstanding. Don’t believe those gossipy rumors.”
After sending away the worried Shen Junnian and ordering Chen Bai to go back and play with Ji Linye, Fu Yue was finally able to put all his energy into the highlight of this trip—observing and advancing the main plot.
The important catalyst for this segment was the famous model Kevin, who was supposed to seduce Ji Linye.
Sure enough, speak of the devil.
A man with a hot body, wearing a pair of tight triangular swimming trunks that fully revealed his perfect V-line and abs, appeared leisurely on the beach.
This was Kevin.
A mixed-race man.
Not only was he an international supermodel, but he was also the editor-in-chief of a top fashion media outlet. He also had two popular designer brands under his name; he could be called a favored child of the vanity fair.
He stepped onto the warm sand with bare feet, his gaze precisely locking onto the man ahead.
Ji Linye.
In the original novel, their first meeting was in Paris. Backstage at a top-tier show.
Chaos, noise.
Filled with the scents of perfume, hairspray, and fabric.
At that time, it was just a fleeting glimpse.
He didn’t expect that while back home for a vacation, they would meet again on this beach.
Kevin adjusted the smile on his face. He took long strides, walking straight in Ji Linye’s direction.
“Just a little further, why did you stop?”
At the buffet area not far away, Fu Yue was holding a plate of honey-glazed chicken wings that were grilled to a fragrant golden brown, his eyes fixed on Kevin’s movements.
At this moment, Ji Linye was chatting with Chen Bai by the pool.
Chen Bai had somehow gotten a water gun, and the two were laughing and playing together.
Next, Kevin should gracefully go over to say hello. Chen Bai would feel like his appearance was outclassed by the other man and would feel unhappy in his heart.
Fu Yue gnawed on a chicken wing, leisurely waiting for the “plot.”
He even had time to scan the entire area, precisely capturing the gaze Ji Hanmo was throwing his way.
That gaze felt like it wanted to burn two holes into his body.
Fu Yue adjusted his seat, moving behind a tree and using a huge leaf to hide himself, continuing to eat his wings with a clear conscience.
[Host, I suggest that while you are peeping, you wipe the honey from the corner of your mouth.]
The system’s mockery arrived as expected.
By the pool, Kevin stood in place for a full five minutes.
He watched Ji Linye, his gaze hot and full of hidden meanings, yet he was treated like thin air.
The perfect smile on Kevin’s face finally began to falter.
This darling of the catwalk, who was the focus of thousands, felt a bit slighted.
His gaze became less confident, and he no longer stared directly at Ji Linye.
Just as his gaze inadvertently scanned the scene in an attempt to hide his embarrassment, he ran right into that person in the corner… who was working hard at gnawing on a chicken wing.
The person was hiding behind a palm tree, but had a pair of bright eyes that were curiously peeking at him.
He looked like he was enjoying his food; his cheeks were stuffed full like a squirrel stealing nuts.
Because his lips were stained with honey, they looked shiny and plump, shimmering with an enticing luster under the sunlight.
That gaze was clear and innocent.
Kevin’s heart skipped a beat.
He suddenly remembered a saying.
You come looking for one person, but only after arriving do you realize that the one fate truly wanted you to meet was someone else.
The corners of Kevin’s mouth curled up again.
It was no longer the expression he put on for high-fashion shoots, but a sincere smile.
Without hesitation, he turned around, abandoned the “mountain” by the pool, and walked toward that small, vibrant grove of trees.
By the time Fu Yue realized something was wrong, it was too late.
A shadow was cast down, blocking the sunlight in front of him.
Kevin was already standing before him.
A height of 1.9 meters, a body with lines beautiful to the extreme, covered only by a tiny piece of swimming trunk fabric.
Furthermore, the angle at which Kevin stood was very skillful.
Using his own body, he unobtrusively blocked the scorching gazes being thrown at Fu Yue from all directions.
“Sir,” Kevin’s voice was pleasant to the ear, “your temperament is very special. Are you interested in being the cover figure for my next magazine issue?”
Fu Yue: “…?”
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