bioinnovel Chapter 83 I'll move, you stay lying down!
Chapter 83 I'll move, you stay lying down!
The air seemed to freeze.
The bald man's arrogant face froze instantly when he saw the stunningly beautiful face that stepped out of the Ferrari.
Although he was a scoundrel who did things for money, in Jinghai, there were certain taboos ingrained in his bones.
Nie Qingcheng.
The head of the Qingcheng Group is known in the underworld as "Bamboo Leaf Green".
Rumor has it that this woman is ruthless. Three years ago, a blind developer tried to take her land, but the next day the company was shut down and the boss even bought a standing ticket and fled to northern Myanmar overnight.
"Mr. Nie... Mr. Nie?"
The butterfly knife in the bald man's hand fell to the ground with a "thud." The fierce force he had just used to break someone's legs instantly turned into cold sweat, which trickled down his shiny forehead.
He glanced at Zhang Yan, then at Nie Qingcheng, whose face was filled with murderous intent, and his mind went blank.
This pretty boy... is he really one of Nie Qingcheng's people?
Moreover, judging from this situation, this is not just ordinary keeping; it's clearly protecting one's offspring to the bone!
"Do you know me?"
Nie Qingcheng, carrying a golf club, approached step by step. The sound of her high heels on the asphalt road seemed to pound against the bald man's heartbeat with every step.
She stopped two meters away from the bald man, not even bothering to look at him directly, and simply used her golf club to gently lift his chin.
"Whose legs did you just say you wanted to break?"
The bald man's legs buckled, and he knelt down.
"President Nie! It's a misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding!"
He raised his hand, trembling, and slapped himself hard across the face. "I was blind! I didn't recognize your worth! I... I'll get out of here right now!"
The four burly men who had been so aggressive just moments before were now cowering in the back like quails, not daring to even breathe.
In front of this female demon, let alone fighting, even speaking loudly makes their legs cramp.
"roll?"
Nie Qingcheng sneered, a dangerous glint flashing in her beautiful fox-like eyes. "You think you can just walk away after touching my people?"
"Then... then you say..."
The bald man was about to cry.
"Whichever hand is holding the knife, you'll lose a finger."
Nie Qingcheng spoke in a calm tone, as casually as if she were discussing what to eat for dinner, "Or, I can have your hands chopped off and fed to the dogs. You choose."
hiss--
A collective gasp of astonishment rippled through the crowd.
Zhang Yan stood to the side, looking at Nie Qingcheng who was exuding domineering aura at this moment, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
This woman is really ruthless when it comes to outsiders.
However... this feeling of being protected isn't bad at all.
The bald man's face turned pale, but he knew that Nie Qingcheng meant what she said.
He gritted his teeth, picked up the butterfly knife from the ground, closed his eyes, and was about to cut his little finger.
"Alright."
A slender hand suddenly reached out and firmly clamped the blade between two fingers.
Zhang Yan snatched the knife and casually tossed it into the nearby bushes.
"Don't make it bloody at night, it'll ruin your appetite."
Zhang Yan patted the bald man's shiny head and said gently, "Go back and tell the person who wants to buy the bottle that if he wants something, he should bring the money to me himself. Don't resort to these underhanded tactics."
"Get lost."
The bald man felt like he had been granted a pardon. He scrambled and stumbled into the van with his men, not daring to utter a single harsh word. He sped off faster than a rabbit.
At this point, only two people remained at the scene.
Nie Qingcheng turned around, and the suffocating murderous aura from before instantly vanished.
She tossed the golf club back into the car, walked up to Zhang Yan, reached out and pinched his cheek, her tone carrying a hint of reproach, yet also a touch of coquettishness that she only showed in front of Zhang Yan.
"Just keep indulging them."
"I'm afraid I'll get your car dirty."
Zhang Yan smiled and grabbed her hand, "Besides, if we really see blood, I'm afraid I'll have nightmares tonight."
"Tch, coward."
Nie Qingcheng rolled her eyes at him but didn't say anything more. She simply opened the car door and said, "Get in, let's go home."
……
Half an hour later, at River View No. 1 Villa.
As soon as she entered the room, Nie Qingcheng kicked off her high heels and threw herself onto the leather sofa without any regard for her image.
"I'm exhausted."
She rubbed her temples, her voice languid, "I spent the whole day arguing with those old foxes; half my brain cells are dead."
"Are you hungry? Shall I cook you a bowl of noodles?"
After changing into slippers, Zhang Yan casually placed the five-million-yuan bottle on the cabinet in the entryway.
"Hungry."
Nie Qingcheng rolled over, lay on the sofa, and looked at him. Her eyes suddenly became a little languid. "But... I want to take a shower first."
"Then go wash it, I'll call you when the noodles are ready."
Zhang Yan turned and went into the kitchen.
Ten minutes later, the aroma of scallion oil noodles wafted from the kitchen.
Just as Zhang Yan finished serving the noodles, he heard a soft footstep behind him.
He looked back and almost dropped the chopsticks in his hand.
Nie Qingcheng came out after taking a shower.
But she wasn't wearing her usual silk pajamas.
Instead, it was a dark green cheongsam.
This color is extremely difficult to pull off; even slightly darker skin can make one look older. However, on Nie Qingcheng, it accentuated her fair complexion, making her resemble a piece of lustrous, top-quality jade.
The most striking thing is that the cheongsam is extremely form-fitting, perfectly outlining her S-class figure.
The neckline was slightly open, revealing a delicate collarbone.
The slit at the hem... was extremely high, almost reaching the top of the thigh.
As she walked, her fair and slender legs were faintly visible, and every step she took seemed to be dancing wildly on the edge of men's aesthetic standards.
"Is it pretty?"
Nie Qingcheng walked to the kitchen doorway, leaned against the door frame, gently waving a sandalwood fan in her hand, her eyes sparkling with charm.
Zhang Yan took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart.
[Ding! Abnormal fluctuations in host's heart rate detected. The "Remain Unmoved by a Woman's Embrace" talent is automatically triggered.]
The system's notification sound was a lifesaver.
Zhang Yan instantly regained his composure, put the bowl of noodles on the table, and said calmly, "It's alright, it's just that the slits use up a lot of fabric."
"He has no sense of romance."
Nie Qingcheng glared at him reproachfully, then walked over with cat-like steps. Instead of sitting down to eat noodles, she turned her back to Zhang Yan and slightly turned her head to the side.
"The back button is a bit tight, I can't reach it."
She swept her hair to one side, revealing her long, fair neck, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Help me tap it."
Zhang Yan: "..."
This isn't just about buttoning up clothes; it's clearly a test of the cadres' willpower!
He sighed, wiped the water off his hands, and walked over.
Indeed, one of the buttons on the neckline of the cheongsam had come undone.
Zhang Yan's fingers touched her warm and delicate skin, and his fingertips trembled slightly.
Nie Qingcheng seemed to sense his nervousness, a smug smile curling at the corner of her lips. She deliberately leaned back, almost pressing herself into Zhang Yan's arms.
A faint scent of shower gel mixed with her unique body fragrance instantly wafted into Zhang Yan's nose.
"What's wrong? Are your hands shaking?"
Nie Qingcheng's voice rang in his ear, tinged with a hint of mockery, "You didn't even blink when facing those burly men with knives, but now you're chickening out just to help your sister button up her clothes?"
Zhang Yan gritted his teeth, quickly fastened the damned frog clasp, and then took a step back as if he had been electrocuted.
"alright."
He turned around, picked up the chopsticks and handed them to her, "Eat your noodles quickly, or they'll get soggy and won't taste good."
Nie Qingcheng laughed heartily at his avoidance.
"So cute."
She sat down, elegantly picked up a mouthful of noodles, but didn't rush to eat it. Instead, she looked at Zhang Yan, her gaze gradually becoming serious.
"By the way, that bald guy today should be from the Zhou family."
Zhang Yan pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him: "The Zhou family? That Zhou Wenbin?"
"Zhou Wenbin is just a small fry. I'm talking about Zhou Tianba, the local tyrant of the Jinghai underworld, who is also Zhou Wenbin's distant cousin."
Nie Qingcheng took a bite of noodles, squinting her eyes in satisfaction. "These noodles are really delicious... The Zhou family has been eyeing that piece of land in the south of the city lately, wanting to develop it, but that land is in my hands."
"When they can't win by open competition, they start resorting to underhanded tactics."
When it came to serious matters, Nie Qingcheng's alluring charm diminished somewhat, replaced by a queenly aura of complete control.
"That Du Mingxuan is no pushover either. You helped him open the box today, and although you got paid, you've also gotten yourself involved in this mess."
Zhang Yan nodded thoughtfully: "So, that bald guy was warning me?"
Not entirely.
Nie Qingcheng put down her chopsticks, her long legs crossed, and the view revealed from the slit of her cheongsam was captivating.
"They must have come for what's in that bottle."
Zhang Yan was startled.
This woman's intuition is frighteningly accurate.
Just as he was about to speak, the system in his mind, which had been dormant for half an hour, suddenly came back to life.
[Ding! Host's charm value has been detected to be overflowing, triggering a hidden quest chain: The Beginning of a Business Empire (Part 1)]
[Task Description: While simply living off a woman may be enjoyable, as a future tycoon, you need to have your own trump cards. Assist Nie Qingcheng in securing the development rights to the land in the south of the city and utilize the system's capabilities to solve the key technical challenges involved.]
[Task Rewards (Already Issued): 1 Divine-level Architectural Design Blueprint, 1 Beginner-level Future City Planning Model, 50 million in cash reward.]
Fifty million?
Zhang Yan's eyes lit up.
This system is becoming increasingly generous.
There is indeed something in the bottle.
Zhang Yan didn't intend to hide it from her. He took out the parchment from his pocket, placed it on the table, and pushed it over. "But it's not the land deed they wanted; it's a blueprint."
Nie Qingcheng picked up the parchment and glanced at it. Although she couldn't understand the complex mechanical structure, she recognized the words "Thousand Machine Box".
"What's the use of this thing?"
"It's incredibly useful."
Zhang Yan smiled, his eyes radiating confidence. "With this, I can create something even more exquisite than that golden bird."
"even……"
He looked at Nie Qingcheng, his tone suddenly becoming somewhat mysterious, "I can even help you solve the biggest problem on that piece of land in the south of the city."
Nie Qingcheng paused for a moment: "Do you know what the biggest problem with that piece of land is?"
The reason why that piece of land in the south of the city has not been developed is not because of funding or policy.
It's because there's an ancient tomb there.
A quicksand tomb that collapses no matter how it's dug, leaving even the archaeological team helpless.
Any groundbreaking will inevitably lead to an accident.
This is considered very strange in feng shui circles, but in engineering circles, it's a typical geological disaster.
"Quicksand layer, plus underground river."
Zhang Yan dipped his finger in the noodle soup and drew a simple geological structure diagram on the table. "If I'm not mistaken, there should be an ancient trap formation underneath."
"If you want to build a building on top of it, you have to break this mechanism first."
Nie Qingcheng looked at the water stains on the table, then at Zhang Yan's handsome yet resolute face.
She suddenly realized that she had picked up more than just a cute puppy who could cook and play the piano.
It is a bottomless treasure.
"You even know this?"
Nie Qingcheng's eyes were filled with complex emotions.
"I know a little."
Zhang Yan shrugged and picked up his bowl again. "After all, I studied mechanical engineering. Mechanical engineering is the ancestor of all mechanical engineering."
Nie Qingcheng stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.
That smile carried a hint of pride, a hint of dependence, and a hint of... an impulse to completely possess this man.
She stood up, walked around the dining table, and sat directly on Zhang Yan's lap.
The hem of the cheongsam slipped down, and a warm touch was transmitted through the thin fabric.
Zhang Yan froze, and the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground.
"Wife... I haven't finished eating my noodles..."
"I'm not eating anymore."
Nie Qingcheng wrapped her arms around his neck and breathed softly into his ear, "I want to eat something else."
"Um... I just got into a fight today, I'm a little tired..." Zhang Yan tried to make a last-ditch effort.
"tired?"
Nie Qingcheng traced circles on his chest with her fingers, her eyes glazed over. "Then I'll move, you just lie there."
Before Zhang Yan could react, those red lips had already pressed against his.
The moonlight outside the window is just right.
On the system interface, the skill icon for "Remaining Unmoved by Temptation" was flashing wildly before finally fading away with a helpless sigh.
This cheongsam...
That's absolutely amazing.
Who could resist this?!