After a failed blind date, a wealthy woman tried to walk into my heart

"Did the richest person in Jianghai City really kill someone? No way, right?"

Shen Lang couldn't help but shiver and ask.

This shocking revelation clashed violently with his simple and peaceful worldview.

He always thought such bloody events only happened abroad.

"What do you think?"

Xia Shuyi glanced around to ensure no one was listening and then said seriously,

"Tell me, which successful big shot sitting here chatting and eating didn't have a few lives on their hands when they were hustling for money in the early days?"

"Yeah, it seems like no one who's got power or influence has completely clean hands."

Maybe it was because Shen Lang had been writing novels for so long and had a wild imagination that he quickly processed and accepted the shocking information.

Plus, with a system backing him, Shen Lang wasn't exactly scared of stuff like this.

In this day and age, who doesn't have a shady past or secret identity?

"So... Sis Xia, have *you* ever killed someone?" Shen Lang asked with curious excitement.

Xia Shuyi paused for a second, then smiled slyly, "What do *you* think?"

The yacht roared to life as it accelerated, and the massive sound pierced the air.

The cool sea breeze carried a salty scent, brushing Xia Shuyi's hair and covering her faintly eerie smile.

When the wind died down, she tucked her hair behind her ear, her expression soft and gentle once more.

That ghostly smile, like her hidden past, was buried so deep it was almost undetectable.

Shen Lang took a deep breath and felt like he had his answer.

Maybe his earlier guesses about Xia Shuyi were correct—there was no way she was just a simple landlord.

"Sis Xia, that necklace looks amazing on you today," Shen Lang said, smiling to break the silence. He raised his hand and lightly touched the necklace resting on Xia Shuyi's pale neck.

The cheap, unfinished necklace had been a gift Shen Lang bought her for Valentine's Day, and he was surprised she wore it to such a big event.

Just like when she said she'd bring Shen Lang to events like this to introduce him to her circle, she clearly didn't care about his ordinary background.

And so, Shen Lang thought, why should he care about what she's done in the past?

"You've got some nerve to bring it up. The chain was too small, so I even got it fixed." Xia Shuyi chuckled, understanding that this was Shen Lang's way of accepting her past.

"Hey, it's not like I buy these things all the time," Shen Lang grinned. "Next time, I'll get you a thicker one, so it'll look even better on you."

"You dummy, it's not about how thick the necklace is!" Xia Shuyi rolled her eyes at him, then muttered softly, "It's about who gave it to you."

"Well, yeah, that's true," Shen Lang admitted with a laugh.

"So, what's your plan moving forward?" Xia Shuyi leaned against the railing beside him, sipping her champagne. "Still thinking of hanging out with Ye Yinan?"

"Dunno. If her old man puts his foot down, I guess that's that," Shen Lang said awkwardly. "I mean, it *was* my fault for messing with his daughter in the first place."

"You've got some nerve saying that! You're always flirting left and right, and now you've even got the richest guy's daughter involved. Makes me wonder what I ever saw in a scumbag like you."

Xia Shuyi rolled her eyes at him but then asked, "So, are there any other girls you've been messing with?"

Xia Shuyi had never bothered investigating Shen Lang's background or who he hung out with, so she was genuinely in the dark.

Right then, the host's booming voice interrupted over the microphone, "Now, let's welcome the star of today's event—Chairman Ye's daughter, Miss Ye Yinan!"

"Hey, sis, the little rich girl's performing! Let's go check it out," Shen Lang said with a sheepish laugh before quickly darting toward the main hall.

"You brat!" Xia Shuyi muttered, half annoyed and half amused.

Shen Lang's suspiciously guilty reaction only made her more certain: scumbags will always be scumbags. They're always eating what's in the bowl while staring at what's in the pot.

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When Shen Lang re-entered the hall, solemn classical music began to play.

Under the host's gesture, the little rich girl made her entrance like a movie star.

Dressed in a light blue princess gown with sparkly layers and white high heels, she gracefully held the sides of her skirt. She moved like a real princess toward the grand piano in the center of the room.

The hundred or so guests fell silent, all eyes fixed on Ye Yinan, today's star.

No matter how extravagant her attire, it couldn't outshine the natural aura of wealth and elegance she carried.

Simply standing there, she radiated an untouchable dignity, like a real princess.

Ye Yinan's usually aloof expression held a hint of urgency as her eyes scanned the crowd, searching for a familiar face.

When she finally sat at the piano, her delicate fingers brushed the keys, and her gaze locked onto Shen Lang in the corner of the room.

Shen Lang, busy munching on a lobster, noticed her stare and casually raised his lobster tail in a toast-like gesture.

Ye Yinan's stunning face lit up with a radiant smile, as if reminiscing about their simpler times eating street food together.

Her soft smile captivated everyone around her, leaving the wealthy heirs in awe.

They couldn't help but marvel—what a perfect representation of Jianghai City's elite!

As Ye Yinan's fingers began to play a soothing melody, the room filled with the sound of her exquisite piano performance.

The guests relaxed, smiling as they immersed themselves in the beautiful music.

Even Shen Lang, a total novice, had to admit the rich girl could play the piano like a pro.

But who in that room would've guessed that this elegant performer—the richest man's daughter, the star of the night, and an angel in everyone's eyes—was secretly a messed-up girl with a twisted personality?

She had a weird submissive kink, loved being cheated on, and sometimes even sucked on people's fingers.

Shen Lang smirked as he chewed his lobster tail and muttered under his breath, "Man, she'd be perfect if she weren't so freaky."