2: What I want is something that's been worn.

In the blink of an eye...

Ling Xian was already sitting in Leng Yunyan's office.

A person sat opposite him, a great beauty.

Her temperament was like a snowy mountain peak, and there always seemed to be an unmelting frost between her eyebrows.

Her skin glowed like moonlight, and her black hair fell to her shoulders.

Her S-shaped figure, revealed under her professional attire, made it impossible to look away.

If one had to find a flaw, it would probably only be her icy face and her expression full of impatience.

"As expected of a daughter of destiny—good-looking, I love to watch, I want to do."

Ling Xian's face remained calm, while his heart had already evaluated the beauty in front of him.

The beauty sitting opposite him was none other than the daughter of destiny, Leng Yunyan.

She was also the number one female lead for the King of Soldiers, Lin Feng.

At the same time, she was also Ling Xian's fiancée.

Although she was his fiancée, this engagement was something he had begged for as a 'simp'.

Leng Yunyan herself not only had no affection for Ling Xian, but even felt somewhat disgusted by him.

Really... Leng Yunyan was only able to support her company because of the resources and money Ling Xian continuously provided, combined with her own bit of destiny.

And yet... he hadn't gained a single benefit for himself.

Simps deserve a miserable end!

Ling Xian happened to dislike being a simp.

It could be said that he had the body, the looks, and the family background.

The perfect overbearing CEO, right?

How could he possibly revolve around one woman?

Weren't there many women chasing him?

At the very least, he couldn't finish meeting all his blind date partners in a day and a night.

According to the original plot, Ling Xian didn't leave Donghai.

At this moment, Leng Yunyan should take the initiative to lay her cards on the table, not wanting the two of them to remain entangled.

This would lead to Ling Xian's subsequent descent into darkness, constantly opposing both Leng Yunyan and Lin Feng.

Lin Feng would slap Ling Xian's face during this period and capture Leng Yunyan's heart.

"Since you're here today, I have something to tell you..."

"Don't speak yet."

Leng Yunyan was clearly stunned by Ling Xian's interruption.

One should know that the old Ling Xian would never have interrupted her.

In fact, he especially loved listening to her speak.

"I've been here for so long, pour me a cup of tea first."

Although Leng Yunyan was a bit angry, she thought about what she was going to say later.

She still took the initiative to grab some tea leaves and pour tea for Ling Xian.

If it were the original him, seeing Leng Yunyan take the initiative to pour tea, he would definitely be as happy as if he were eating shit.

But the current Ling Xian wouldn't.

He even seemed to feel it was only right.

Ling Xian had invested so many resources and money into Leng Yunyan.

Forget pouring tea; it would be only right even if she were a bed-warming maid.

"Don't pester me in the future, it's really annoying. With this time, you clearly could..."

"Fine," Ling Xian interrupted.

At this moment, Leng Yunyan hadn't quite come to her senses.

Is... is... is this still Ling Xian?

"I stopped pestering you three years ago, don't flatter yourself."

Ling Xian had no intention of giving this daughter of destiny any face at all.

Leng Yunyan was both surprised and a little lost in her heart.

She just felt a bit unadjusted.

"You're really not going to pester me anymore?"

"Have I pestered you these past three years?"

Leng Yunyan shook her head in surprise.

It was true.

Three years ago, Ling Xian seemed to change into a different person.

He suddenly wanted to leave Donghai, even saying that Donghai was a cage.

Even Ling Xian's father couldn't stop him.

"Fine, do you have anything else?"

If not, please leave immediately."

Hearing Leng Yunyan begin to dismiss him.

Ling Xian couldn't help but mock himself.

This Leng Yunyan is really ruthless!

"Wait, your business is finished, now it's time for mine."

Leng Yunyan was impatient, "Speak!"

"I won't pester you in the future, but what about us?"

We've been fiancé and fiancée, boyfriend and girlfriend, for over three years. You should at least let me touch you, right?" Ling Xian had a cheeky look on his face.

"Touch where?" Leng Yunyan followed Ling Xian's gaze to her chest.

"You wouldn't want to touch here, would you?"

"Would you agree?"

Leng Yunyan fell silent.

"I'll just touch your little hand and call off the engagement while I'm at it!"

Ling Xian's words could be described as shocking.

"Fine then, Ling Xian, you've learned to play hard to get, haven't you?"

You want to call off the engagement but still want to touch my hand?

I was wondering why you were so obedient today."

Having not seen him for three years, Ling Xian was too abnormal.

A person can change.

But Leng Yunyan didn't believe Ling Xian would have this kind of change.

Especially the kind where he seemed like a different person.

"Aren't you being childish? Still playing these tricks? You think this will get my attention?"

I'm telling you... it's impossible!" Leng Yunyan said icily.

It seemed that Ling Xian's initial compliance was labeled by Leng Yunyan as having an ulterior motive.

Hearing Leng Yunyan's words, Ling Xian also felt some irritation.

He was done playing and just wanted to collect some interest.

To be labeled like this by her.

Why are you so narcissistic?

It was only to be blamed on how well he had simped for Leng Yunyan in the past.

In these three years, Ling Xian had dated plenty of women at Leng Yunyan's level; how could he give up the entire forest for one tree?

Ling Xian said with a cold face: "Miss Leng, you've gone too far. Watch your tone."

I'm here to call off the engagement, not to listen to your mockery."

"I don't know what you're thinking."

Since you won't let me touch your hand, that's fine too. Just return all the investments I've made over the years."

Forget those business resources, but for the hundred million invested back then, I don't want more—just that hundred million."

"Fine!"

Leng Yunyan sneered in her heart; she wanted to see what tricks Ling Xian was playing.

Ling Xian's eyes began to light up.

He hadn't originally planned to ask for these things.

Because the other party was, after all, a daughter of destiny; maybe they'd still be family after he won her over in the future.

So he thought he'd just touch her hand and be done with it.

But this is great!

Ling Xian began to count on his fingers: "Is that what you said?"

"I said it."

I don't want a single thing of yours."

"Your bags, clothes, underwear... these were all custom-made for you by people I found."

They can't be bought on the market.

Even though you've worn them, I, Ling Xian, am not someone with a cleanliness obsession..."

Leng Yunyan's face instantly collapsed: "Is it necessary for us to be so clear-cut?"

"You're the one who just said it."

Besides, I'm here to call off the engagement."

From now on, there's no relationship between you and me."

"The bags can be returned to you, but these clothes and underwear... I've worn them all. Do you still want them?" Leng Yunyan finally became stubborn.

Ling Xian didn't speak, just looked at her with cold eyes.

"I'll give you cash instead, double compensation," Leng Yunyan said with a mix of anger and grievance.

"Hey, hey, hey, do you know how many connections I had to use for these clothes of yours?"

Most of those clothes are the works of Master Meifu from Country E."

Can the connections used to get her to work be measured with money?"

Or do you think you can move Master Meifu yourself?"

Being rebuffed by Ling Xian like this, Leng Yunyan lost the arrogance she had at the beginning.

Because what Ling Xian said was the truth; with her status, she was simply not qualified to ask the other party to work for her.

Even Ling Xian had begged for a long time back then before she agreed.

"What use do you have for these clothes? You're not a girl!" Leng Yunyan began to look for loopholes, hoping Ling Xian would give up.

"I..."