Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, I became a legend in the entertainment industry by avo

Zhang Qilin looked at Dong Qiyu, who was waving her phone, and shook his head:

"Sorry, I don't add contact information from strangers."

Dong Qiyu's smile froze, and she felt a tightness in her chest, as if something was blocking it.

In all her life, when has she ever proactively added a man's contact information?

People always chase after her for her contact information, and whether she gives it to them depends on her mood.

In this guy's mouth, it became that she was eager to add him?

This is utterly a distortion of the truth!

Dong Qiyu took a few deep breaths and barely managed to control her emotions.

She kept telling herself that she couldn't get angry, she absolutely couldn't let him lead her, and she had important things to do.

After calming down a bit, she turned on her phone, and Zhang Qilin's clear voice came through the speaker:

"I am a Hanfu enthusiast. The Hanfu you are wearing is very exquisite, and I couldn't help but take a few more glances. That's perfectly reasonable, isn't it?"

Zhang Qilin was somewhat surprised after hearing this; he hadn't realized that this little girl liked to secretly record other people's conversations.

But he asked calmly:

"So? What's wrong with this recording?"

"If I cut off the first two sentences," Dong Qiyu said with a sly smile, "guess how my grandfather will treat you after hearing them?"

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes seeming to say, "Come and beg me now."

Zhang Qilin couldn't help but chuckle. Such a childish tactic could be used to threaten people?

He spoke slowly:

"Then take it back and play it for your grandfather."

Zhang Qilin's words startled Dong Qiyu.

That's not how the script goes.

In her mind, as soon as the recording was played, the other party's expression should change, his attitude should become humble, and he should be at her mercy.

The current situation is completely beyond her expectations.

In the past, any man who met her, even without considering her grandfather's feelings, would do as she pleased if she used a little trickery.

But this guy in front of her has already rejected her twice.

If it weren't for his good looks, which made him perfect for that kind of thing.

From the moment he first rejected her, there was absolutely no way she could get the slightest bit of a friendly look from him.

Unfortunately, he was just too suited to doing what he wanted to do.

Dong Qiyu gripped her phone tightly, her tone revealing a hint of resentment:

"My grandpa loves me the most. If he found out you were peeping at me, he'd definitely break your legs."

"Go ahead," Zhang Qilin nodded. "I'll be waiting."

Zhang Qilin's reaction made Dong Qiyu feel uncertain.

She blinked her peach blossom eyes and looked at Zhang Qilin.

Soon after, tears welled up in her eyes.

Dong Qiyu's voice was trembling with tears:

"Waaah... I'm going to tell Grandpa that you bullied me and made me cry... Then no one can plead for me."

Tears welled up in her eyes at just the right moment, making her delicate face look pitiful.

Looking at her tear-streaked face, Zhang Qilin said calmly:

"Beautiful lady, your grandfather has a high status in the calligraphy and painting circle, and my master is no less so. If you really push me too far, I'll just ask my master to take me to his door to apologize and let Old Master Dong do whatever he wants with me. I don't believe Old Master Dong can kill me."

"I forgot to tell you, I'm not a very magnanimous person. I like things to change. You probably don't know, but An Jiahe is my teacher."

Dong Qiyu's crying stopped abruptly.

Her peach blossom eyes widened in disbelief.

This guy is so handsome, yet he wants to hit a woman!

She wasn't sure if Zhang Qilin's words were true or false.

She's already used two of those tactics: crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide.

In the past, she could use any move she wanted and it would always be successful.

I never expected to run into such a cold-blooded monster today, someone who has absolutely no sense of chivalry.

She believed that if she performed a hanging act in front of Zhang Qilin, he would definitely kick over a stool and shout "Go for it!"

Dong Qiyu suddenly regretted her impulsive decision to come to him.

I met Zhang Qilin through Teacher Chen Xiujie before, and I thought he was also in the calligraphy and painting circle. After being rejected the first time, I was not in a hurry to contact him again.

She came to see the 600th performance of "Teahouse" today, and during the performance, she happened to spot Zhang Qilin on stage.

She was surprised to discover that the other person was an actor.

Without thinking much, I waited at the door for him to come out.

Looking back, I was too impulsive. I didn't prepare in advance and ended up in a dilemma.

We need to find a way to salvage the situation.

Her almond-shaped eyes darted around in their sockets, then immediately gave her a pitiful look:

"I was just kidding, why are you taking it so seriously? Chen Xiujie is my teacher, we're practically from the same school, so even if I..."

Before Dong Qiyu could finish speaking, Zhang Qilin interrupted her:

"Beautiful lady, I don't know you. No matter whose student you are, if you want me to do something, you have to offer enough benefits. Don't try to trick me with empty words."

Dong Qiyu, who was trying to get closer to Zhang Qilin, was enraged by his words.

Her inner monologue was a tirade:

"Don't you even know when I've ever spent money on a meal in the city? The line of people eager to treat me could stretch from here to Miyun Reservoir."

"You expect me to pay you for a small favor? Is there no justice? No law?"

Seeing Dong Qiyu glaring at him angrily, Zhang Qilin knew she was definitely not having a good story in mind.

He turned and left.

Seeing this, Dong Qiyu couldn't help but shout:

"You want money for helping someone out? Are you even a man?"

Zhang Qilin stopped and turned to look at Dong Qiyu:

"Beautiful lady, I don't owe you anything, and I have no ulterior motives towards you. Give me a reason to help you?"

Dong Qiyu quickly organized her thoughts:

"Helping others is a traditional Chinese virtue..."

Before Dong Qiyu could finish speaking, Zhang Qilin turned and left.

"I'm sorry, I have no morals."

Watching Zhang Qilin's retreating figure, Dong Qiyu shouted in a fit of rage:

"Zhang Qilin, don't regret this. There will come a time when you'll be begging me for help. If I help you then, I'll be..."

"Little dog," Zhang Qilin replied lightly from afar.

Dong Qiyu shouted with all her might:

"You are!"

After shouting, she opened the car door, got in, started the car, and drove away without looking back.

As the engine noise gradually faded away, Zhang Qilin stretched.

"Phew, finally rid of this trouble."

He didn't take Dong Qiyu's threats to heart at all.

He's not involved in the art and calligraphy circle, so what can she do to him?

After a full day of rehearsals and another performance that evening, I was completely exhausted and just wanted to go home and get some rest.

Unexpectedly, Miss Dong appeared out of nowhere.

He secretly used a compass to divine what she wanted to do herself.

As a result, the compass indicated that the [Heavenly Sacrifice and Fate Divination] skill needed to be unlocked to calculate the result.

He hadn't even unlocked the "Opening the Altar to Ask for Directions" skill, let alone the higher-level "Sacrificing to Heaven and Divining Fate".

It is evident how complex the things Dong Qiyu wanted him to do were.

Who would be willing to do this kind of trouble without offering enough benefits?

As it turns out, this young lady wanted to get something for free from him.

Let her dream on.

Back in his small courtyard, Zhang Qilin quickly washed up and lay down on the bed, filled with excitement.

Even after the performance ended, the compass indicated that the reward had been credited to my account.

But I had a lot of things to do at the time and didn't have time to watch it.

He was bothered by Dong Qiyu again on his way back, and only now does he have some free time.

He lay on the bed, calming his mind and focusing his thoughts.

In my heart silently:

"Reward~"