After binding the rich woman system, I became a top white, rich and beautiful woman

Chen Yi was following Li Nanxun. When he heard Lin Yaoyao calling his young master by his name, he wanted to stop her. But then he thought of his young master's attitude towards Lin Yaoyao yesterday and hesitated again.

It is obvious that Chen Yi does not want to be the innocent victim of the fire.

Li Nanxun had no reaction to Chen Yi's indifference, but he was very unhappy with Lin Yaoyao's attitude of "protecting her child" and wanting to stand up for Song Shijiu.

He left Situ Yuanyuan behind, raised his legs, and walked in front of Song Shijiu and Lin Yaoyao. "You found someone new so quickly? You don't want that Lu anymore?"

Li Nanxun's words are so meaningful. Anyone who hears them would want to be with Pianpian, okay?

Song Shijiu frowned almost imperceptibly.

Lin Yaoyao: “…”

If the occasion did not allow it, she really wanted to rush over and tear apart Li Nanxun's face, which was thicker than a trash can.

Damn it! What if Song Shijiu misunderstands this and his good impression of me is gone? What will I do then?

"Nineteen, let's ignore him." Lin Yaoyao said, and was about to pull Song Nineteen's arm to go in first to check the letter.

But just as they reached the door, Li Nanxun's cold and resolute voice rang out behind them.

"Without this young master's permission, who would dare to let you in?"

At this moment, Li Nanxun was extremely arrogant and presumptuous.

Although the staff responsible for verifying the letter also felt that this was not a good thing to do, that was Li Nanxun, the prince of the Li family, and they could not afford to offend him.

So when Song Shijiu handed over the invitation letter, they didn't dare to let Song Shijiu check it.

Without a verification letter, you can’t enter.

Lin Yaoyao and Song Shijiu could only stand there helplessly.

Seeing that the auction was about to begin, Song Shijiu became a little anxious.

He came here with a mission. If he fails to win what he wants at the auction, he won't be able to explain to his family when he returns to Haicheng.

His eyes moved back and forth between Lin Yaoyao and Li Nanxun. Then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly lowered his voice and whispered in Lin Yaoyao's ear, "Sister Yao, is there any conflict between you and Master Li? Why do I feel that he wants to target you, not me..."

Song Shijiu hit the nail on the head with one sentence.

Lin Yaoyao felt a little embarrassed. She smiled uncomfortably, then whispered to Song Shijiu with a hint of apology, "Do emotional disputes between men and women count as a holiday?"

Song Nineteen: “!!!”

Yao Jie, Yao Jie, are you kidding me? Relationship disputes don't count as a holiday???

What are you thinking?

Uh, wait.

Emotional dispute?

What does this mean?

Could it be that there was something else going on between Sister Yao and Master Li...

Song Shijiu didn't dare to think further and simply put his thoughts on an emergency brake.

Then, he grabbed Lin Yaoyao's arm with a little excitement, his dark and deep eyes full of solemnity, "Sister Yao, you and Master Li have never been together, have you?"

After asking this question, Song Shijiu's breathing paused.

Even though he tried his best to make his tone and emotions normal, Lin Yaoyao still sensed something was wrong.

She realized that his mood was not right, and without thinking, she began to explain, "That's not true. Nineteen, don't make random guesses."

Song Shijiu looked at Lin Yaoyao without saying anything.

Lin Yaoyao cleared her throat and said again, "Nineteen, think about it carefully. What is my status? What is Young Master Li's status? He and I are not related at all. How could I possibly be with him?"

She lowered her voice so low that only Song Shijiu could hear it. But Chen Yi was good at lip reading, and he could tell what she said just by the shape of her lips.

"What did she say?" Li Nanxun asked.

Chen Yi respectfully translated for Li Nanxun, "Miss Lin said that she and you, young master..."

"........."

Chen Yi finished retelling the story word for word, and Li Nanxun's hands clenched at his sides, making a creaking sound. "Did she really say that?"

Chen nodded nervously.

Li Nanxun: “!!!”

very good!

Lin Yaoyao, you have succeeded in making me hate you to the extreme.

In an instant, Li Nanxun no longer had any thoughts of causing trouble for Lin Yaoyao and the others. He strode over, took Situ Yuanyuan's hand and walked into the passage.

At the same time, a notification sound began to ring in Lin Yaoyao's mind:

"Male God No. 3's favorability towards the host is -1..."

"Male God No. 3's favorability towards the host is -1..."

"Male God No. 3's favorability towards the host is -1..."

"........."

Although this favorability is decreasing little by little, it can't be stopped because it happens so many times.

The prompt sound stopped only after the handsome and beautiful figures of Li Nanxun and Situ Yuanyuan disappeared from Lin Yaoyao's sight.

With a thought, she called up the dashboard of Male God No. 3:

Name: Li Nanxun.

Age: 21 years old.

Height: 189cm.

Weight: 71 kg.

Appearance: 90 points.

No. 3 Male God's Favorability towards the Host: -90 points (The strategy is successful if the favorability reaches 98 points)

The host's consumption amount for male god No. 3: 0.

If the strategy is successful, the spending amount will be returned tenfold...

So, in less than a minute, Li Nanxun's favorability towards her dropped by 16 points???

Damn, even a roller coaster doesn’t fall this fast...

Fortunately, Lin Yaoyao was mentally prepared, so this result was actually not bad for her.

In the words of Baofu99, it’s only -90 points, not -900 points, don’t panic!!!

Song Nineteen: "Sister Yao, what exactly is this emotional dispute you just mentioned? Can you tell me about it?"

Lin Yaoyao glanced at Song Shijiu in astonishment and asked, "Shijiu, you're a man, why are you so gossipy?"

"Who says men can't gossip? I'm just curious. Sister Yao, just tell me~"

In fact, it’s not that she can’t tell Song Shijiu, but Lin Yaoyao hasn’t figured out how to say it so that things sound more reasonable.

After all... she couldn't tell Song Shijiu her true purpose, right?

"It's not that I can't tell you, but..." Lin Yaoyao hesitated, then smiled mysteriously, "When to tell you depends on my mood, and also on you."

"Look at me?" Song Shijiu asked in surprise, "Sister Yao, what do you want to see of me?"

Lin Yaoyao didn't think it was a big deal when she said it, but when Song Shijiu asked her about it, she suddenly thought something was wrong.

It's... quite embarrassing.

She snatched the invitation from Song Shijiu's hand and handed it to the staff, "Li Nanxun has already gone in, can we go in?"

The staff member took the invitation letter and checked it for them, and replied respectfully, "Yes, yes. Sir, Madam, please come in."

Song Shijiu was still waiting for Lin Yaoyao to answer him, but until they arrived at the seats on the invitation and sat down, she had no intention of speaking.

"Sister Yao, what exactly do you want to see from me?" Song Shijiu asked again.

"Of course it depends on your performance." Lin Yaoyao casually picked up a can of iced cola, opened it, took a sip, and continued to talk to Song Shijiu: "Since you performed well, I will reluctantly tell you about it to satisfy your 'gossipy heart'..."

Song Nineteen: "..."

I can only say: Speechless is my mother tongue.