Urban Villain: The Game of Wealth and Women

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{Chapter: 43 Yan Ruyue is too confident about herself!}

Yu Shanshan noticed the situation and couldn't help but grin mischievously at Lin Yuan. "Cousin, do you even realize what you just let go of? You didn't just release a hand—you let go of an entire world! Do you want to know a secret? This was Chi Qian's first time holding hands with a guy! Oh, wait, Qian Qian, don't hit me! It hurts—it hurts!"

Yu Shanshan's playful words were abruptly interrupted as Chi Qian, her face slightly flushed, gave her a firm but harmless tap on the head to shut her up.

Despite the teasing chaos, Lin Yuan couldn't help but smile as he watched the two girls interact.

His cousin Yu Shanshan was, without a doubt, one of a kind. Her personality was as bold as it was carefree, and her ability to make friends—especially with girls—was truly remarkable. Even someone like Chi Qian, who had a gentle outward demeanor but was famously cautious about letting others into her personal space, seemed to have formed a close bond with her.

[Ding! Congratulations, Master! Chi Qian's favorability +1! Reward: 100 counterattack points!]

Suddenly, Lin Yuan's train of thought was interrupted by a familiar system notification ringing in his mind.

The surprise was evident on his face.

When he first met Chi Qian, her name had not appeared on the system's favorability panel, leading him to believe she was a neutral character who couldn't provide counterattack points. This assumption had solidified in his mind, and he had long dismissed the idea of her being a source of growth in the system.

Yet here it was—a favorability increase that not only existed but also came with a hefty reward.

One point of favorability from Chi Qian translated into 100 counterattack points—a number that was both significant and unexpected.

As he thought about it more, Lin Yuan quickly pieced together the reason behind this sudden gain. It must have been when he took the initiative to let go of her hand earlier. That small, seemingly trivial act had somehow left an impression.

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The music exhibition had yet to officially begin, but the crowd was already filling the venue, with people taking their seats in anticipation.

Thanks to Chi Qian and Yu Shanshan's status as students of the prestigious Jiangbei Conservatory of Music, the three of them—Lin Yuan included—had access to the spacious VIP section located at the very front of Jinhua Plaza.

After placing a few personal items on their seats to reserve them, Yu Shanshan suddenly stood up.

"I need to visit the restroom," she declared casually.

Chi Qian, ever the considerate friend, immediately offered, "I'll go with you."

Lin Yuan, who had been sitting idly, decided to join them. "I'll tag along too," he said.

As expected, Lin Yuan finished his business in the men's restroom much faster than the girls. Stepping outside to wait for them, he leaned casually against the wall, his eyes wandering around the plaza.

With nothing better to do, he began observing the people passing by.

It didn't take long for Lin Yuan to notice that he was attracting more attention than he anticipated.

Almost every woman who walked past couldn't help but steal a glance at him. Some even stopped in their tracks, their gazes lingering far longer than was polite.

Lin Yuan, however, remained unfazed. His calm and composed demeanor only seemed to make him more magnetic, further drawing attention to himself.

But just as his gaze swept over the crowd, he froze.

A familiar figure had entered his line of sight.

For a moment, Lin Yuan thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.

It was her.

Of all the people in the world, why did it have to be her?

What were the chances of such an encounter?

Lin Yuan's mind raced, and before he could fully process what was happening, the figure turned and locked eyes with him.

The recognition was instant.

"Miss Yan, good evening," Lin Yuan greeted politely, though a trace of helplessness slipped into his voice.

It was none other than Yan Ruyue, the woman he had only parted ways with earlier that same day.

Yan Ruyue hadn't expected to see Lin Yuan here, and the surprise on her face mirrored his own. "Good evening… What a coincidence," she said cautiously. "Are you here for the music exhibition too?"

"Yes," Lin Yuan replied with a nod, his tone still carrying a hint of resignation. "I was invited to come along."

He was, of course, telling the truth—Yu Shanshan had indeed asked him to join. But his straightforward explanation took on a different meaning in Yan Ruyue's ears.

Jiangbei was a vast city, with countless places to go and people to meet. The odds of running into the same person twice in one day were astronomically low.

To Yan Ruyue, this couldn't be a simple coincidence.

Her brows furrowed slightly as suspicion crept into her mind.

Could Lin Yuan have learned about her plans and intentionally followed her here?

"Did my mother tell you I'd be here?" she asked directly, her tone tinged with doubt.

Lin Yuan immediately understood the implication behind her question.

It seemed Yan Ruyue had convinced herself that he had contacted her mother, Song Xuan, to gather information about her whereabouts before deliberately showing up at the music exhibition.

Her suspicion deepened as she added, "Didn't you say you wouldn't follow me anymore?"

Her words, combined with her frown, painted a picture of someone both exasperated and uncertain.

Lin Yuan sighed inwardly.

This woman truly had a flair for dramatics.

Her confidence in her own assumptions was almost admirable, even if it was entirely misplaced.

She's far too self-assured, Lin Yuan thought to himself, shaking his head slightly.

Despite the misunderstanding, he decided not to waste his energy explaining himself. He knew from experience that trying to convince Yan Ruyue otherwise would only lead to more complications.

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