After Switching Bodies, the Mad Overbearing CEO Takes Over the Entertainment Industry-Chapter 164 - Yin Man and Q Emperor

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Chapter 164 -164 Yin Man and Q Emperor

Ji Lingyun saw that she remained silent for a long while, reached out to wrap an arm around her shoulder, and turned her face towards him, “Are you angry?”

Wen Jiangxue blinked, forcibly suppressing her frustration, and finally smiled, “How dare I be angry with you? What would I do if you didn’t take me to the auction tonight?”

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Ji Lingyun looked at her intensely, wanting to say something, but in the end, he rubbed his temples wearily, “Forget it, you go back first. I’ll come pick you up this afternoon.”

Wen Jiangxue stood up straight from the sofa, reluctantly looked back at him with a flirtatious blink, “Darling, I’ll wait for you at home.”

After she turned around, the affection in her eyes vanished completely, and she left with a twist of her waist.

After Wen Jiangxue had left, Ji Lingyun couldn’t help but feel ridiculous. He had actually tried to use his “first love” to provoke this indifferent woman; he had long realized that she was sweet-talking but heartless, cajoling him only for revenge, not out of love for him.

Several times, her affectionate gaze had stirred his heart, but every touch of her underlying coldness sobered him instantly. Some people are like poppies, ensnaring you at a glance.

He flipped through the chat history with Wen Jiangxue, which was mostly initiated by her. She would send him many selfies, share her whereabouts with him, and even sing to him when she was bored—even though she was tone-deaf. Ji Lingyun would say it was unpleasant, but he still listened patiently.

He stood up and took a photo frame out of his locked drawer. Within it was a young girl in a white school uniform short sleeve, her hair tied in a high ponytail, with straight bangs, a clean and bright face, smiling brilliantly at the camera, holding a broom in one hand and making a “ye” gesture with the other.

This was the sixteen-year-old Wen Jiangxue, and lurking behind her was another odd figure, bent over with a broom—that was him, in his younger days, doing this for the first time just to have a photo taken with her.

He had no “first love”; it was all Wen Jiangxue.

Yet, he had watched helplessly as the girl, once as bright as a little sun, changed, becoming a stranger to him. He hoped she could return to her past self, but hatred had already blinded her. Ji Lingyun touched the frame, casting off those bad emotions. She was already by his side; someday, his dream would surely come true.

Ji Tian confirmed that Ji Lingyun wouldn’t be returning home, and Ji Qilin had said he was in a critical phase of work because Shen Zhiyi’s disappearance had recently kept him busy. Fortunately, he had not, like Ji Weinan, sent people to look for her. In his own words, he didn’t even have time for work, let alone time to look for someone.

All right, she could move secretly tonight.

After returning home, she pretended to have dinner and go to sleep, locking the door from the inside. Fortunately, the villa wasn’t very tall, only about three meters high. Ji Tian climbed down the side of the balcony, avoiding surveillance, and scaled the courtyard wall to leave.

Lin Shihuan’s car was already waiting outside. Seeing her sneak out like a thief, he grimaced. As soon as Ji Tian got into the car, she urged, “Drive quickly, let’s not get caught.”

As the car drove away, it was now six o’clock. Lin Shihuan handed her a black gift box, “Change into this later, and make sure the mask doesn’t fall off. Everyone at the auction will be wearing masks. Speak less, and if you run into someone who’s unbearably annoying, reject them at first. If they don’t listen, call the bodyguards immediately.”

Considering that Ji Tian’s “Combat Power” might not be high, he had assigned two bodyguards to protect her.

Ji Tian was momentarily speechless before saying, “According to Yin Man’s personality, shouldn’t he have just taken action? What’s up with reasoning with those people?”

Lin Shihuan: “…”

He reached out to flick his silver hair, “Even so, that doesn’t mean you should really go start a fight. Can you even win? I’m thinking about your safety. It’s better to have less trouble than more… Besides, twenty years have passed, even if Yin Man was formidable, his combat power can’t be as great as before, right?”

Ji Tian looked at the clothes in the bag, feeling utterly helpless in her heart. She reckoned everyone knew it was an impersonation just to add to the spectacle, but for five million, she was all in.

The car arrived at the seaside, and it took Ji Tian fifteen minutes to finish dressing up. She tied up her hair with a red band into a high ponytail and thoughtfully added a butterfly knot. She wore an oversized silver-red windbreaker that reached her upper thighs, with a pair of black leggings underneath that made her legs look slim and long. Teamed with a pair of Martens boots, she truly had a bit of the rogue big-shot vibe.

Holding a silver baseball bat in one hand and the Silver Fox mask in the other, Ji Tian frowned and muttered, “Do I look like him?”

Lin Shihuan was frozen on the spot, and just for that instant, he felt Yin Man was personified. Coming back to his senses, he said, “Put on the mask.”

Ji Tian put on the mask and slung the baseball bat over her shoulder, smiling at Lin Shihuan, “How about now? Do I resemble him? Is there a bit of Yin Man’s ruffian charm?”

After a moment, he slowly nodded, “Yes, it’s uncanny…”

If Yin Man were still around, he’d probably be like Ji Tian, smiling wildly, riding high in the martial arts tournament with his brothers, casting a dazzling light upon the world.

But the girl was always young, while Yin Man was no longer young. He remained nineteen in everyone’s memory. If he were still around, he’d be married with children, a middle-aged man at thirty-nine.

Ji Tian shook the baseball bat, nodding with satisfaction, “This thing’s good. It’s of moderate weight, feels great for hitting people.”

Lin Shihuan shook off his stray thoughts; this was the replacement he found, a fake. He too knew this couldn’t be Yin Man, so he nodded, “Let’s go. The boat leaves at seven, and it doesn’t start until eight. You can sit in a corner and wait until then. Try not to cause too much commotion.”

Ji Tian nodded knowingly. For this, she even changed her voice, which was originally sweet. This time, after lowering it, it sounded somewhat husky. She definitely didn’t want to be exposed.

“Is Ten coming this time?”

“Yeah, and Yin Man too, haha, this Yin Man’s just here for laughs. Everyone knows Yin Man’s disappeared, and by disappeared, he’s probably no longer in the world. I’ll have to see how this impostor gets by later.”

“If Ten is here, apart from him, no one can get the Inheritance Order, tch. How are these people even going to compete?”

After putting on a black cloak outside, Ji Tian heard people gathering to discuss the characters who would appear this time as she boarded the ship. The deck had areas resembling social gatherings, replete with drinks and snacks, alongside couches and chairs for resting.

Hearing “Ten,” Ji Tian curiously tugged at Lin Shihuan’s sleeve and asked in a low voice, “Who are they talking about, this Ten? He seems pretty awesome.”

Lin Shihuan’s brow furrowed slightly, his expression serious, “It’s said that he’s the leader of the global High IQ Alliance, very mysterious, rarely makes appearances, and only shows up on important occasions. What’s more, he has a very powerful organization behind him; they’re ruthless in the underworld. It’s best not to provoke them. He’s been renowned for two years, only appeared twice, and this is the third time.”