Reincarnated as the Villain's Sister
Chapter 70: Are you funding me?

Chapter 70: Are you funding me?

Wang Jingyuan folded his hands and leaned lazily on the seat.

After the group of people left, the hostility and tension on his body dispersed, and his expression became very casual.

He slightly lifted his eyelids and said to her, "Lu Qingyan, how come you’re everywhere?"

Lu Qingyan stiffened, blinking once before adjusting her expression into something that said I’m unbothered, I swear.

She gave a polite little smile, tugging down the hem of her cardigan like it would restore her dignity

"My friend brought me," she said as calmly as she could, eyes flicking briefly toward the chaotic dance floor. "I didn’t expect you to be here either."

After Wang Jingyuan heard this, he slowly spoke a sentence to her. He opened his mouth to say something—but just then, the bass from the speakers thudded hard enough to rattle the floor.

But the music was a little loud, so Lu Qingyan couldn’t hear it clearly and said, "Ah?"

Wang Jingyuan stared at her for a moment, then moved closer and whispered into her ear, "Have you finished reviewing all the competition questions?"

Lu Qingyan: "..."

It had to be said that this sentence by Wang Jingyuan really made one choke.

Lu Qingyan froze.

Her brain short-circuited for a full three seconds.

Of all things.

She lowered her head and finally said, "No."

His lips curved slowly into that half-mocking, half-genuinely entertained smile of his. "You haven’t even done your homework, and here you are, trying to act grown-up and go clubbing?"

Lu Qingyan: ? ?

His tone was calm, but the words felt like a slap made of ice water.

Lu Qingyan seemed to be stimulated by these words as memories of being thrown out of the internet cafe in front of everyone came to mind.

She bowed her head and quickly sent a WeChat message to Lu Mingxuan, then she stood up with a blank expression, "Thank you for the reminder, I will go back now to do my homework."

She didn’t wait for a reply and stormed out of the club, only to realize seconds later that someone was following behind.

She turned her head in a confused manner, "Don’t you have to help out in there?"

A jacket was hung on his elbow as he quietly said, "Mhm, tired."

Lu Qingyan mouth twitched, "You’re so casual, can you actually earn money?"

Wang Jingyuan gave her a sidelong look, the streetlights glinting off his lashes. "Why are you so obsessed with whether I make money or not?"

Lu Qingyan was silent for a moment.

That...was fair. She had no real reason to ask—except maybe because she did care, just a little. About why someone like him, who looked like he belonged on a luxury yacht rather than behind a bar, was grinding so hard.

She hesitated for a while before opening her mouth to say, "Are you short on money?"

It was a bit difficult to travel by taxi in Qinhu, so they could only go the longer route and take the subway instead.

It was already 11 at night and the lights on the side of the road were a bit dim.

Wang Jingyuan followed behind her and the expression on his face was vague and indistinct.

Lu Qingyan suddenly realized how badly her question could be interpreted. She lowered her head, awkwardly fidgeting with the strap of her bag.

"I didn’t mean it like that. I’m not... I don’t have any motives," he mumbled. "I won’t tell anyone. Just asking."

Wang Jingyuan’s voice came from behind. "Mhm, it’s just as you guessed."

Lu Qingyan was a little surprised, "Short of how much?"

The person from behind slowly said, "What, you want to fund me?"

Lu Qingyan was silent as she thought about her own little treasury.

She was about to nod her head, but suddenly felt that she was a bit similar to those older wealthy ladies who would wave a check in front of a little white face and say, "Young man, if you don’t want to work so hard anymore, come find this aunty."

Wasn’t this exactly the kind of scenario her brothers used to warn her about? Older women with too much money and not enough sense waving checks at younger men?

When she thought of such a scene that would cause thunder to roll, Lu Qingyan’s face paled as she hurriedly explained, "This isn’t called funding...this..."

When Wang Jingyuan saw her expression like this, he calmly pointed out what she was thinking in her heart, "So if you’re not funding me..."

Wang Jingyuan, still calm as ever, tilted his head. "Then what is it? Sponsorship?"

When he spoke, his complexion was calm, and the wind was light with indistinct clouds, revealing a scene of incomparable tranquility.

Lu Qingyan almost nodded without hearing him clearly.

After she reacted, she was shocked. But when she saw the other party being so calm, she knew he was playing with her, so she ignored it and very seriously said, "This is called investment."

"You study so well you might become very prosperous in the future, so it’s not too late to pay me back tenfold when you are rich."

When Lu Qingyan spoke, she didn’t realize that the person behind her was getting closer and closer to her.

After what felt like half a day, the person spoke to her ear so quietly it felt like a whisper, "You’re putting such a high-interest loan on my body?"

"Hm? What?"

The voice was a little hoarse, with the final syllable said at a slightly higher pitch.

Lu Qingyan’s soul nearly left her body.

"H-Huh?"

Lu Qingyan was originally still calculating how much savings she had, but was shocked out of it by this sudden sentence.

She quickly turned around, but directly knocked into Wang Jingyuan ’s chin with her forehead.

Lu Qingyan held her forehead and took a few steps back.

She said to him, "Why are you suddenly like a ghost? You scared me for a moment."