119: Chapter 119 The Almost Morbid Coldness

This was far too abnormal.

He instinctively looked at Li Ying.

At this moment, she was sitting on the sofa, her posture lazy yet her aura fully unleashed.

A woman like this, with such excellent looks, figure, and temperament, how could it be...

Or was it just his good luck that he had encountered them all?

Moreover, her comprehensive score was actually higher than her beauty score.

For others, their beauty score was higher than their comprehensive score, but she was the opposite.

This meant that in the System's evaluation criteria, besides appearance...

...there were also comprehensive factors such as temperament, speech, ability, and emotional intelligence.

And Li Ying scored extremely high in these dimensions.

Su Zhenyun's taste was indeed good.

It was just that this time, she wasn't Su Zhenyun's lover.

Or rather, Su Zhenyun hadn't succeeded yet.

Qin Lin silently gave a thumbs-up in his heart to this father-in-law he had never met.

His eye was sharp enough, and he played around enough, but unfortunately, he was too slow to act.

Li Ying didn't have any serious physical conditions.

After boarding the RV, she opened the suitcase she had brought and took out a pure white suit.

In her words: "A person can be in dire straits, but they must dress well."

Now sitting on the sofa, she looked like a meticulously carved ice sculpture, yet possessed the warmth of a living person.

Her long, straight black hair cascaded down like an ink waterfall, the smooth strands shimmering with a cold luster in the dim light.

Part of it rested on her shoulders, while the rest wound down her back to her waist.

Her skin was a near-sickly cold white, blending seamlessly with her pure white suit.

Only the rich, vibrant red on her lips was like a spark of fire in the snow, instantly piercing through all the coldness.

The corners of her eyes slanted slightly upward, her brow shape was sharp, and her lip line was distinct.

Her entire face was impeccably exquisite, yet it exuded an inexplicable sense of pressure and allure.

Even Su Yuran, a representative of beauty herself, couldn't help but steal a few more glances.

Li Ying wore a sharply tailored all-white suit.

The top was a deep V-neck white shirt, the crisp fabric outlining smooth shoulder lines, with the collar slightly open to reveal her slender collarbones.

The bottom consisted of high-waisted wide-leg white trousers, the heavily draped fabric perfectly accentuating the shape of her legs.

On her feet were a pair of white pointed-toe stilettos.

Beneath the white choker around her neck, a thin chain dangled, its pendant a Pigeon-Blood Ruby.

The collision of cold white and vivid red was her most striking hallmark.

The long red tassel earrings on both ears swayed gently with her movements, adding a touch of enchantment to the cold white base.

Her nails were painted the same vibrant red as her lips and earrings.

Every subtle movement carried a presence that couldn't be ignored.

She sat there with her legs crossed, one hand resting on the sofa's armrest and the other casually tucked into her trouser pocket.

Her posture was lazy, yet her aura was fully unleashed, as if the air in the entire space had frozen because of her.

She tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear; this simple action, when done by her, possessed an indescribable charm.

Qin Lin sucked in a breath of cold air.

No wonder her comprehensive score was higher than her beauty score.

Because her entire body was filled with an ultimate allure.

Especially for a twenty-year-old young man like him, it was simply fatal.

"So, you and my father are just ordinary friends?"

Su Yuran sat opposite Li Ying, her tone calm.

But her eyes couldn't help but sweep over Li Ying's body.

Li Ying seemed to possess a certain attraction for women as well.

"Ordinary friends might not be quite accurate."

Li Ying smiled.

"It should be called a client relationship. Mr. Su has had several suits custom-made by me. We hit it off quite well; he appreciates my design philosophy, and I appreciate his taste and experience."

She shrugged. "That's all. A week before the apocalypse broke out, he happened to come by to pick up some clothes and casually mentioned there was an apartment here that I could stay in if I needed."

"I thought he was joking at the time; after all, we'd only known each other for two months and hadn't met more than five times."

"I didn't expect the apocalypse to come, and I certainly didn't expect him to actually give me the apartment's passcode."

Su Yuran was silent for a moment, then asked:

"Then, did he ever come looking for you?"

"He did."

"He came in a hurry, confirmed I was still alive, that the apartment's shelter was functional, and that there were enough supplies."

"And he also took away a woman from next door, presumably another... friend of his."

She paused. "He didn't explain, and I didn't ask. That's his private business."

Hearing this, Su Yuran's hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Her father had gone to Clear Water Bay and then Star River Bay.

Two women, two different locations—he had arranged everything for them.

And only then did he remember her, his daughter.

"Did he say where else he was going?" Su Yuran opened her eyes.

"He did."

Li Ying answered bluntly.

"He said he still had to pick up his wife and daughter. He didn't give specifics, but he looked very anxious."

She looked at Su Yuran, her tone sincere.

"I could tell he truly cares about his family. That anxiety wasn't faked."

Su Yuran was silent for a few seconds, then released her clenched fists.

Humph.

At least he has some conscience.

This caused her anger to subside slightly.

Just slightly.

"Then why didn't you go with him?" Su Yuran asked.

"Why should I have gone with him?"

Li Ying countered with a playful smile at the corners of her mouth.

"To follow him and be his little mistress? To be honest, I'm not interested in older men."

Her gaze fell on Qin Lin, carrying an undisguised appreciation and... aggressiveness.

"On the other hand, someone like Brother Qin Lin is more to this big sister's liking."

Qin Lin was stunned for a moment.

"Haha." He gave a dry laugh.

This passenger... was indeed very direct.

The living room fell silent for a few seconds.

"To be honest, I didn't expect this disaster to be so severe."

Li Ying withdrew her gaze, her tone calm.

"I also didn't expect anyone to come save me, much less that it would be Mr. Su's daughter and..."

Her eyes circled between Qin Lin and Su Yuran, the corners of her mouth curving up slightly.

"...and her man."

This address made Su Yuran's face flush slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Since you're on board, we're family."

She assumed the posture of Mistress No. 001.

"The RV has its rules; I will tell them to you."

"Alright."

Li Ying nodded, but her gaze fell on Qin Lin once again.

"Then I'll have to trouble Brother Qin Lin to take good care of this big sister."

Her tone was natural, but her eyes held a mature, knowing smile.

It was the composure unique to a thirty-year-old woman.

Knowing what she wanted and knowing how to get it.

Qin Lin looked away. "Wanwan, take her to get settled."

"Okay. Miss Li, follow me."

"Just call me Li Ying."

Li Ying stood up and stretched her somewhat stiff body.

"I can finally get a good night's sleep. This feeling is wonderful."

She followed Lin Wanwan toward Guest Bedroom No. 004.

As they passed the Medical Room, Han Qing happened to be coming out.

The two women's gazes met in mid-air.