“Then… should I go see him?”
Liu Yilin hadn't expected the situation to be so complicated, and she felt a little scared.
“Yes, I’ll go with you.”
Ning Beichen pondered for a moment and said.
“If that Huang Yuzhong has no ill intentions towards you, and merely wishes to meet and chat, then there’s no issue. But if he dares to harbor any ill intentions, I will make him regret it immensely!”
Upon hearing Ning Beichen’s dominant words, Liu Yilin’s heart leaped with joy. With Ning Beichen by her side, it seemed there was nothing he couldn’t overcome. He had even managed to retrieve the impossible equipment.
Liu Yilin didn't know how Ning Beichen had accomplished it, but she knew very well that retrieving the equipment was not something an ordinary person could do. Even with great ability and power, it would be extremely difficult.
Regarding the sanctions previously imposed on her and Tianmei Technology Group, the higher-ups had tried numerous methods, even employing diplomatic tactics, but all had failed. Yet, Ning Beichen had succeeded.
However, it wasn't long before Liu Yilin’s joy vanished, as she remembered the matter between Ning Beichen and her sister.
Although Ning Beichen had explained to her last time that he and her sister Liu Yixin were not in that kind of relationship, yesterday, her sister had suddenly approached her to confront her, saying she liked Ning Beichen and was determined to win him over.
She had even angrily stated that since Liu Yilin and Ning Beichen were neither lovers nor spouses, her older sister had no right to stop them from being together. The two sisters had even had a huge argument about it, ending on a sour note.
Liu Yilin hadn’t mentioned this to Ning Beichen, not because she didn’t want to, but because she didn’t know how to.
Whether she had feelings for Ning Beichen in her heart, Liu Yilin herself wasn't clear, and her mind was in turmoil. However, she knew that her first time had been taken by this scoundrel.
From a girl's perspective, no matter what, her first man was, subconsciously, an indelible memory. She definitely didn't want Ning Beichen to be taken by another girl, even if it was her own sister.
But her sister was right; she and Ning Beichen were not in that kind of relationship, and she had no right to stop them.
Thinking of this, Liu Yilin said to Ning Beichen with a hint of aimlessness,
“Okay, then we’ll go and see him.”
The place where Huang Yuzhong had invited Liu Yilin was a private room in a high-end restaurant. Although there weren't many dishes, each one was a classic.
“Liu Yilin, please.”
Upon seeing Liu Yilin enter, Huang Yuzhong personally stood up to greet her at the door. When he saw Ning Beichen accompanying Liu Yilin, his face lit up with joy.
Because he couldn't be sure whether it was Liu Yilin or Ning Beichen, the bodyguard beside her, who had practiced the Yin Xing Jue that night, he had been looking for an excuse to meet Ning Beichen. To his surprise, they had come together, saving him a lot of trouble.
Besides Ning Beichen and Liu Yilin, there was only Huang Yuzhong himself in the private room; he hadn't brought any subordinates.
Although the Yin Xing Jue of the Xing Yin Sect was gone, the Xing Yin Sect had more than just the Yin Xing Jue. As the Sect Master of the Xing Yin Sect, Huang Yuzhong’s martial arts skills were still quite good.
Moreover, he had come with the utmost sincerity this time and had no intention of causing any conflict or unpleasantness with Liu Yilin.
“Boss Huang, what is it you wanted to see me about?”
Liu Yilin disliked such social engagements. If Ning Beichen hadn't said they should meet, she probably wouldn't have bothered. Therefore, she got straight to the point without any pleasantries.
Huang Yuzhong was taken aback, likely not expecting Liu Yilin to be so direct, which made him a bit awkward. However, as a real estate tycoon, his wealth was only more than, not less than, Liu Yilin’s, so he quickly regained his composure.
“Please, have some food first, then we can talk.”
Huang Yuzhong said warmly.
“Boss Huang, I’m very busy and don’t have time to waste. If you have nothing urgent, I’ll be leaving now.”
With Liu Yilin’s status, she wouldn't be enticed by this spread of food; she had eaten such meals before.
“Wait, Miss Liu, please wait. I do have something I’d like to ask Miss Liu.”
Huang Yuzhong probably hadn't encountered someone who showed him so little face. He hurriedly stood up to stop her.
“Boss Huang, if you have something to say, say it. My boss is a workaholic. It’s usually not easy even for me to see her. I’m not intentionally being disrespectful to you.”
Ning Beichen had no choice but to step in and explain for Liu Yilin.
He knew Liu Yilin’s personality and temperament well. Compared to social events, she preferred to lock herself in the laboratory rather than waste time with strangers.
With Ning Beichen’s intervention, Liu Yilin finally sat down, but she didn't eat anything, instead adopting a posture of waiting for him to speak.
This was not deliberate on Liu Yilin’s part, nor was it instructed by Ning Beichen. It was simply her nature, which was why she was nicknamed the "Iceberg Beauty."
“Alright, let’s talk business, let’s talk business.”
Huang Yuzhong glanced at Ning Beichen with gratitude and then spoke to Liu Yilin.
“Miss Liu, I wanted to ask you, do you… know martial arts?”
“No.”
Liu Yilin shook her head very decisively. It wasn't that she was lying; she genuinely didn't.
Although Ning Beichen had taught her how to cultivate, in her understanding, this wasn't martial arts but something for self-cultivation, similar to Tai Chi, aerobics, or yoga.
Martial arts were for fighting, and Ning Beichen had never taught her any of that.
Upon hearing Liu Yilin say this, Huang Yuzhong's originally expectant eyes dimmed.
He had reached his current position through keen judgment and could naturally discern whether Liu Yilin was telling the truth or not.
Moreover, he believed that Liu Yilin had no reason to lie to him, as he hadn't mentioned anything about the Xing Yin Sect or the Yin Xing Jue. He assumed Liu Yilin didn't know his intentions either.
Furthermore, if Liu Yilin had truly cultivated the Yin Xing Jue, she should be someone skilled in martial arts. However, Huang Yuzhong couldn't detect any hint of martial arts proficiency in Liu Yilin.
“What about this young brother?”
Huang Yuzhong, unwilling to give up, turned his gaze to Ning Beichen.
“I’m not sure what kind of martial arts you’re referring to. I’m just a bodyguard. I’ve definitely received professional training. I know some basic hand-to-hand combat.”
Ning Beichen said with his eyes focused on his nose and his nose focused on his heart.
Liu Yilin couldn't tell, but how could Ning Beichen not discern Huang Yuzhong’s probing? He knew that the martial arts Huang Yuzhong was talking about were naturally not referring to hand-to-hand combat.