Chapter 39 Yes, I'm interested, is that not allowed?

Ling Yue had contacted the beauty salon before coming, so by the time she arrived, her room was ready and scented with her favorite pine wood aromatherapy.

She first went to the dressing room to remove her makeup. In the mirror, after several treatments, the difference between her face with and without light makeup was becoming smaller and smaller. Her skin was tender and smooth, and after her skin tone became even, it began to gradually turn fair and translucent. Since she was resting well and eating healthily, she no longer had acne, and her skin began to radiate a rosy glow from within—a massive, visible change.

Following the beautician's recommendation, she opted for a Caviar Essence Luxury Skin Treatment, paired with a Pearl Moisturizing Hand Treatment.

Performed simultaneously, the treatments took a total of 90 minutes.

With time still to spare, she headed to the hair care salon next door.

The two hair care treatments previously gifted by the beautician had already been used up.

Ling Yue felt the results were good, so she decided to get a treatment today and open a membership card while she was at it, topping it up with 500,000 yuan.

She successfully unlocked Supreme VIP status, enjoying various services such as no-appointment-needed visits and exclusive access to a private VIP treatment room.

After spending 60 minutes on her hair, her entire scalp felt light and refreshed, and her hair was hydrated and lustrous—dark and shiny!

Before she left, the store manager brought over several large bags of complimentary gifts.

They were mostly things like shampoo and hair mask essences.

"Boss, it's lunchtime. Would you like to go home for a meal?" Master Qin held the steering wheel lightly, observing Ling Yue through the rearview mirror.

Ling Yue rubbed her stomach. "Let's go back. I really am a bit hungry."

When Wang Junqi saw Ling Yue return, he immediately took the food originally packed in food containers and plated them onto dinner plates.

Today's lunch: Matsutake and Fresh Fish Porridge, French Blue Lobster Tail Egg Custard, Amaranth Hearts in Superior Broth, and Steamed Minced Meat with Fresh Vegetables.

The rice in the porridge had bloomed, and the broth was light yet savory; the egg custard was incredibly smooth, melting the moment it touched the tongue; the lobster meat was tender and bouncy without losing its sweetness; only the most tender tips of the amaranth were used, blanched in superior broth to be both crisp and tender; and the clear sweetness of the vegetables merged with the delicate minced meat, which was soft and free of any gamey smell, sitting in a crystal-clear broth.

"Don't just watch, you guys eat too. I plan to take a nap in a bit, so suit yourselves." Ling Yue sipped the porridge in small mouthfuls. It had been intentionally cooled to a warm state, making it very palatable.

Master Qin placed all the gifts from the hair salon in the living room and then sat there.

Hearing Ling Yue's words, he went to the kitchen.

Luo Shanshan and Qu Shu were both away at noon, so Wang Junqi had used all the ingredients when cooking for Ling Yue.

Consequently, their lunch consisted of the same food as Ling Yue's.

Ling Yue liked eating at the round table.

Master Qin and Wang Junqi naturally sat in the Western dining area next to the kitchen island.

Wang Junqi was never one for talking, and as luck would have it, Master Qin was also a man of few words; the only sound during their meal was the clinking of bowls and chopsticks.

She napped until three in the afternoon.

Upon waking, Ling Yue contacted Team Leader Chen Rui, who was still at the wholesale market but had finished buying most of the items.

Ling Yue asked her to send the address.

She then called Master Qin to drive over and pick her up.

Team Leader Chen Rui was waiting by the roadside, with large and small bags of items placed by her feet.

When the car stopped, Ling Yue didn't get out, but rolled down the window and said, "You're really efficient. Supervisor Liao Yifeng told me to just have the props bought by the end of the day, but you've saved us two and a half hours."

Master Qin took over the task of stuffing the props into the trunk. Team Leader Chen Rui said her thanks and sat in the back seat, panting for breath.

"I still have things to do. How about I head back first, and you look around some more? When the time comes, I'll just say you're still at the market."

Ling Yue reminded her to fasten her seatbelt and added, "Would I be afraid of that Supervisor Liao Yifeng?"

"Uh." Team Leader Chen Rui rubbed her nose and dropped the subject.

Team Leader Chen Rui fell asleep as soon as she got into the car, even snoring along the way.

When she got out of the car, her eyes were still glazed over.

Supervisor Liao Yifeng looked at the props, clearly intending to nitpick, but Ling Yue didn't care to listen and turned to leave, not giving that idiot a single chance to perform.

[resentment value: 100%]

[Draw attempts: 20]

[resentment value: 13%]

This person's mindset was even worse than Gu Shaonan's.

Since it wasn't time to clock out yet, Ling Yue simply began to stroll around Hefeng Nursing Home.

Speaking of which, the environment here was quite nice, with shaded greenery and roses sprouting fresh green buds. When spring was in full bloom, the wall would likely be covered in flowers.

Under the corridors, some seniors were playing chess, the ping-pong tables were almost crowded, and old ladies wearing reading glasses were doing handicrafts in the activity room.

The scene was exceptionally harmonious.

As she wandered, she began to feel a bit thirsty, so Ling Yue went to a vending machine to buy a bottle of water.

She happened to run into an acquaintance.

Ling Yue: "Oh, it's you."

The other person: "Uh, what a coincidence."

It was the former owner of that house in Jingyu No. 1.

He was very easy to recognize.

That arrogant way of looking at people out of the corner of his eye, and an outfit so trendy it could give someone rheumatism.

"Are you buying water?" the young owner took the initiative to ask.

Ling Yue nodded.

He increased the purchase quantity to two and scanned the QR code.

The vending machine made a series of clattering noises.

He leaned over to take two bottles of mineral water from the delivery slot and handed one to Ling Yue.

"Thanks." Ling Yue took the water, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.

The young owner licked his moist lips and asked, "Do you have family living here?"

"No, I'm here for work," Ling Yue replied.

"Work?" The young owner suddenly raised an eyebrow. "Did that guy Kan Jiashu ask you for an investment too?"

Investment? What investment?

Ling Yue guessed he might have misunderstood. Just as she was about to explain, a man in a black trench coat stood on his tiptoes and hooked his arm around the young owner's neck. "You brat, you're finally back from Switzerland!

Oh, is this your friend?" He spoke with an affected air as if he had just noticed Ling Yue, his face full of playfulness, clearly mistaking Ling Yue for the young owner's companion.

The young owner frowned and pried the man's arm off. Once free, he straightened his crumpled collar. "Isn't she your friend?"

The man in the trench coat shook his head. "No. I thought she was your friend." Realizing Ling Yue was just a passerby, the man in the trench coat quickly pressed his hands together. "Sorry about that, I was being rude just now."

The man in the trench coat then turned to push and nudge the young owner. "You kid, why didn't you say so earlier? I saw you handing her water and thought there was something going on between you two."

"Nonsense." The young owner tossed the water to the trench coat man's assistant, his tone unable to hide his annoyance.

"Wait," Ling Yue suddenly called out at that moment.

The two of them turned back simultaneously.

Ling Yue continued, "Regarding the investment mentioned just now, I wonder if I might be fortunate enough to hear about it?"

The man in the trench coat instantly stopped smiling and turned back in astonishment. "You? Investing?"

Ling Yue looked at his eyes; there was no disdain in them, he was purely shocked by her sudden proposal to invest.

"Yes, I'm interested. Is that a problem?" Ling Yue answered with a question.

She couldn't live in all those houses she bought anyway, and besides, how much could one house be worth?

Investment was better; it often involved hundreds of millions or billions, and the thrill of doubling that was much greater.

The man in the trench coat cast a confused 'what's going on' look at the young owner.

The young owner said in a low voice, "You know I sold that house in Jingyu No. 1 for 50 million, right?"

"I know. The buyer paid in full. You flew to Switzerland to buy a car the very next day after getting the money. It was only because I used the need for financing as an excuse that I got you to bring the money back."

"She's the one who bought my house."

"Ha, then why did you just say you weren't friends?"

"We'd only met once. Oh, now it's twice."

The man in the trench coat hesitated slightly. "...Is she reliable?"

The young owner said, "I don't know. Don't you want to avoid using Uncle Kan's connections? You've rejected many investors for that reason, which is why the project hasn't started yet.

Neither you nor I have seen her in Hangzhou before, so she's definitely not from our circle. Regardless of whether we can cooperate, let's get in touch and see. If it works out, great; if not, consider it another connection made."

That made sense.

The man in the trench coat decisively walked toward Ling Yue and extended his right hand. "Hello, I'm Kan Jiashu."

"Ling Yue. Ling as in chilling, and Yue as in delight." Ling Yue shook his hand in return.

Kan Jiashu stepped to the side and introduced the young owner behind him. "This is Xun Ji, my childhood friend and one of the investors. I assume you two already know each other."

Hearing his friend talk so much nonsense, Xun Ji took the initiative to suggest, "Let's talk in the office."

Ling Yue: "Fine."