Chapter 553 Feng Xiaoyu Meets Wang Jian
The next hour was a whirlwind of negotiations. Yin Lian requested specific herbs and rare metals, all essential for upcoming ceremonies.
Feng Xiaoyu scanned the list, her lips curling into a tight smile. "Hmm, quite a hefty request, wouldn't you say?" she remarked, her voice betraying a hint of amusement.
Internally, however, she sighed. Wang Jian's attempt at using Yin Lian as a social lubricant was both transparent and slightly amusing.?If Dong Aigou hadn't warned her, she never would have suspected such a convoluted approach.
Yin Lian, oblivious to the internal battle being waged within Feng Xiaoyu, tilted her head in confusion. "Perhaps, but these are vital for the temple's continued operation. Is there a problem, Feng Xiaoyu?"
Feng Xiaoyu shook her head, a mischievous glint sparkling in her eyes. "Not at all, my friend. The Trade Association can accommodate this request. However," she leaned forward, her voice a conspiratorial whisper, "there's always room for... negotiation."
Yin Lian raised an eyebrow, a flicker of understanding crossing her features. Negotiations with Feng Xiaoyu were always a game of wits, a dance between shrewd deals and mutual benefit. The two women spent the next hour locked in a lively discussion.
Finally, a deal was struck.
Feng Xiaoyu leaned back in her chair, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "Well, Yin Lian," she said, "I believe we have reached an agreeable arrangement."
Yin Lian returned the smile, a hint of something else flickering in her eyes. "Indeed. Now," she continued, her voice taking on a more casual tone, "I was wondering if you might be interested in a social gathering at my place this evening? A cup of tea and perhaps some light conversation?"
A spark of excitement ignited within Feng Xiaoyu. This was clearly the part where Wang Jian would "coincidentally" appear. "A social gathering?" she repeated, feigning surprise. "That sounds delightful. However, I wouldn't want to intrude on any private Temple affairs."
Yin Lian chuckled, a soft, melodic sound. "No intrusion at all, my friend. In fact, I've also extended an invitation to Mu Xuanyin, leader of the Moon Shadow Clan. She, too, has some resource needs that we might be able to discuss."
Feng Xiaoyu's smile widened. So, Wang Jian was attempting to lure her in by including another woman he might have... "charmed." This was getting more interesting by the minute.
"Mu Xuanyin, you say?" Feng Xiaoyu inquired, her voice feigning curiosity. "Intriguing. Perhaps a collaborative discussion wouldn't be amiss."
Yin Lian smiled warmly. "Excellent! I expect you both around dusk then. It will be a lovely evening."
As Yin Lian gracefully exited the office, Feng Xiaoyu leaned back in her chair, a playful smile on her face. It seemed Wang Jian had underestimated her.
She wouldn't simply be falling for his tricks, but playing along with his games to achieve her own objective.
"Lovers, huh?" she drawled, her voice dripping with mock surprise. "Well, Wang Jian, consider yourself a lucky devil."
Wang Jian chuckled, his eyes locking with hers. "Perhaps," he said, a challenge in his voice. "But enough introductions. Take your seat, Miss Feng, and let us enjoy this delightful evening."
The "tea party" had officially begun.
Wang Jian took the initiative, showering Feng Xiaoyu with questions about the Trade Association.He inquired about her ambitions, her goals, how she planned to expand her influence. Feng Xiaoyu, ever the shrewd businesswoman, answered with calculated honesty, revealing a bold vision for the future.
In return, she probed Wang Jian. His answers were vague, evasive. He claimed to be unaffiliated with any faction, a simple man enjoying the support of his "lovers."
Feng Xiaoyu's brow furrowed. Why such a response? Was he trying not to impress her?Or was there something else he was planning?
The conversation flowed, each word laced with unspoken meaning. Yin Lian and Mu Xuanyin remained mostly silent, their expressions unreadable. As the moon rose, bathing the courtyard in silver light, Feng Xiaoyu knew it was time to take control.
She leaned forward, her eyes locking with Wang Jian's. "Wang Jian," she began, her voice a husky whisper, "you're an enigma. I can see why Yin Lian and Mu Xuanyin are so infatuated with you."
She paused, her gaze lingering on his powerful physique. "I can see why Yin Lian and Mu Xuanyin succumbed to your charms."
A predatory glint flickered in her eyes. This might be flirting, but it was a calculated act, a subtle snare to lull him into a false sense of security."Honestly," she continued, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, "I must admit, after our conversation tonight, I can see myself falling for you just a little bit."
Wang Jian stared at her, a flicker of something akin to surprise crossing his features. But then, to Feng Xiaoyu's utter shock, he burst into laughter. It wasn't a light chuckle, but a loud, booming laugh that echoed through the pavilion.
Yin Lian and Mu Xuanyin both flinched, a mixture of confusion and annoyance clouding their expressions. What did he find so funny?
Feng Xiaoyu's carefully crafted facade faltered for a moment. "What's so funny, Wang Jian?" she asked, a hint of irritation creeping into her voice.
Wang Jian wiped a tear from his eye, his laughter subsiding into a chuckle."Forgive me, Feng Xiaoyu," he said, his voice dripping with amusement, "but your attempt at seduction was... well, rather idiotic."
Feng Xiaoyu's eyes flashed with annoyance."Attempted seduction?" she scoffed."What are you talking about?"
Just as she was about to unleash a verbal barrage, Wang Jian's next words caused her to freeze.