066 Su Yunjin’s Plan Levels Up! (Please Add to Your Library)

The immortal was in utter despair.

Meanwhile, Su Yunqin was completely bewildered.

She was thoroughly at a loss.

More than twenty years without a girlfriend—how was that even possible?

From any perspective, it was simply inconceivable.

It wasn’t that she believed a man ought to be a hopeless flirt; rather, men and women were fundamentally different both psychologically and physically.

To abstain from women for over two decades—either it was as the immortal suggested, or else this man was simply incapable!

“No wonder he acts so average in front of me—turns out he’s just not up to it.”

With a bit of analysis, Su Yunqin suddenly saw everything clearly.

Perhaps in front of others she still needed to maintain her composure, but with the immortal, she could relax.

This “average guy” business was a phrase she’d only recently picked up online; upon first encountering it, she thought it suited Lu Yiqing perfectly.

She hadn’t mentioned it before, but now, for the first time, she used this internet slang to describe Lu Yiqing in front of the immortal.

“Pfft, darling, could you not be so open-minded? If he’s simply incapable, at least he still likes women. But if it’s that other thing, then he doesn’t like women at all.

Are you planning to become a beard?”

The immortal shouted over the phone.

Su Yunqin knew exactly what the immortal was implying and smiled, asking, “Xianxian, you underestimate me. Do you really think I’m someone who loses her head over love?”

“Yes!”

Su Yunqin: “……”

This friendship might be impossible to continue!

Both Su Yunqin on her end and the immortal on the other fell silent.

After about ten seconds, the immortal spoke in a serious tone, “I mean it, I’m not saying I don’t trust you, but you haven’t left the mountain in all these years.

Life up there is nowhere near as complicated as it is down here.

Things have changed a lot over the years.”

“I know. I’ve read quite a bit these past few days, and before you sent me the information, I’d already caught the gossip about Liu Yifeng.”

Su Yunqin smiled gently, her tone reassuring.

The gossip about Liu Yifeng was certainly sensational.

But for Su Yunqin, it was just idle chatter, and it allowed her to see things from a new perspective.

What stood out most was the shift in views about relationships.

During her years as a student, people would certainly feel confused about love at a certain age.

Yet even then, those who toyed with emotions under the guise of romance were rare.

Whether they were playboys, married men, or tycoons, their flaws were obvious.

Those with families didn’t hide it; those with girlfriends didn’t conceal them either. Their misdeeds were written on their faces, their confidence rooted in their wealth.

In short, those who were willing would take the bait.

But now, in the entertainment industry?

Liu Yifeng’s secret girlfriend of two or three years was proof enough.

On one hand, he shirked responsibility; on another, he wanted to enjoy someone’s affection; and yet he was planning his exit all along.

Perhaps these people were never professional “psychological mentors,” but when it came to playing mind games, they were masters.

In short, these men were rotten to the core, their hypocrisy was the most revolting of all.

Compared to those who preyed on women’s compassion and their fantasies of being unique, Lu Yiqing seemed almost clean.

Of course, he might not be truly clean either.

Just as the immortal said—what if he actually liked men?

Whatever the case, she wouldn’t become the lovesick fool the immortal worried about. Years of practicing the Dao had kept her from being reckless, if not entirely carefree.

“That Liu Yifeng—I’ve known about him for ages. Did you know, we actually played a part in that gossip?”

The immortal’s tone was tinged with pride.

Su Yunqin had been following the gossip for two days, but never imagined it would trace back to her own friend.

“Your doing?”

Her dormant curiosity was suddenly revived.

When it came to Liu Yifeng’s gossip, Su Yunqin and the immortal talked for nearly an hour, touching on other celebrities who were equally hypocritical.

“But back to business, darling—what’s your next step?”

After their lively conversation, the immortal steered the topic back.

“Next step? Of course, I’ll proceed as planned.

Think about it: which makes for a juicier scandal—Lu Yiqing rumored with a man, or with a woman?”

Holding her phone, Su Yunqin smiled slyly, almost foxlike.

“Pfft, no way—are you really…”

“That’s right, exactly as you imagine!”

Su Yunqin’s plan had always been to thrust Lu Yiqing into the heart of a scandal.

Now, with the explosive information from the immortal, there was nothing left to say. Whether it was a man or a woman, she’d simply pick whichever made the biggest splash.

And if he wasn’t, wouldn’t he clear his name and start seeking new women?

Either way, she’d be the victim. She’d say a few gracious words, quietly retreat, and after a few months, embark on another sweet romance.

A clean break from the Lu family’s intentions!

…

“Achoo!”

Lu Group.

In Lu Yiqing’s office.

The temperature was comfortable when Lu Yiqing suddenly sneezed without warning.

Just then, Pei Xuan walked in. “What’s wrong, caught a cold?”

“I’m not sure, just felt a chill. Maybe too much air conditioning.”

Lu Yiqing glanced at the thermometer on the wall—26.5 degrees, the ideal temperature.

He didn’t think much of it, pulled a tissue from the box to wipe his nose, and looked at Pei Xuan. “The files?”

“Here.”

Pei Xuan handed over the documents.

Lu Yiqing flipped through them while Pei Xuan explained, “Nothing special—Su Yunqin’s just attending meetings and clocking in for work. There’s no sign of any action you’re looking for.”

Pei Xuan shrugged as he spoke.

Lu Yiqing had asked him to keep an eye on Su Yunqin these days.

The instructions were clear: don’t let her make any major moves.

After all, her claim that the marriage would fall apart within a month carried risks, and precaution was necessary.

But unexpectedly, almost a week had passed, and Su Yunqin hadn’t made a move. The third round of the C-list girl group was about to begin.

No action whatsoever—how could the marriage collapse in a month?

Pei Xuan was curious, and Lu Yiqing, staring at Su Yunqin’s week-long activity log, furrowed his brow tightly.

“This woman isn’t worried at all.”

“Yiqing, why are you so anxious? Look at Su Yunqin—she doesn’t even care.

Oh, and I heard that from yesterday to today, she’s been following Zhang Yifeng’s gossip. She’s living better than you.”

Watching Lu Yiqing’s troubled expression, Pei Xuan couldn’t help himself.

Lately, Lu Yiqing had been spending extra effort every day on the divorce issue.

It was one thing to have Pei Xuan monitor her, but his own workload had more than doubled. If things kept up, he wouldn’t survive the month!