Goddess, Are You Blind? (GL) - Chapter 9

Xue Funian listened, lips pressed tight, not saying a single word from start to finish—but the temperature in the room seemed to drop lower and lower. At first, everyone thought the air conditioning had been turned down too much, but a glance confirmed it was set at the same level as before. And yet, the oppressive atmosphere weighed so heavily that several of the young women in light clothing could hardly bear it.

Outside, the nine- or ten-o’clock sun was blazing hot, but sitting in the meeting room, Xue Funian only felt chilled as the cold air poured in from all directions, sweeping away the scorching heat from walking outdoors just moments ago.

Even the smile on her face seemed frozen by that cold air—beautiful, yet strangely unsettling.

The meeting went on, and Xue Funian continued to listen carefully without a word. It wasn’t until the session was nearly finished, as Zhang Yang was giving the summary, that Xue Funian suddenly tapped her fingers against the table.

Everyone’s eyes shifted to her. In the sunlight, she sat with curved brows and upturned eyes, smiling beautifully.

“Who was it that approved the acquisition of that trash company Rongji into Rejiang’s portfolio?”

Her voice was soft, almost light, but the single sentence landed like a heavy blow in everyone’s chest. It wasn’t just the fact that Xue Funian had finally spoken; it was the sharp sting of the words ‘that trash company’ that left them all stunned.

Everyone, that is, except Ji Yun, who was watching with quiet amusement.

The moment Xue Funian spoke, Ji Yun understood her intent. She tilted her head slightly toward the old fox Qi Rui, and a slow smile spread across her lips.

“Niece, you can’t put it like that. Even if Rongji isn’t promising now, its future potential is not something we can underestimate,” Qi Rui said.

When he first heard her question, Qi Rui’s expression stiffened, but after thinking it through, he realized that the one speaking was just a twenty-something blind girl with no experience. For a moment, he had almost let her aura intimidate him.

Xue Funian nodded sweetly, as though agreeing with his words. Just as Qi Rui thought she was easy to brush off, she opened her mouth again.

“So that means it was Director Qi who approved it?” Her tone was phrased as a question, but she clearly didn’t expect anyone else to answer. “As for Rongji’s future, I truly can’t say. But based on its current philosophy and actions, I see no prospects at all. And setting that aside, an acquisition of this nature isn’t a trivial matter. It requires the board’s discussion and approval before a decision is made. Uncle Qi, you call me your niece—surely you wouldn’t forget that I also hold shares and sit as a board member.”

The words were polite, but the accusation was sharp. Everyone present understood perfectly well what she was pointing out.

You didn’t expect me, the largest shareholder, to care—so you went ahead and acted like you were the master of the house, making purchases on your own.

Ji Yun pressed her lips together to hide a laugh. With how wealthy Xue Funian was now, even if Rongji was acquired and bled money daily, that loss wouldn’t even catch her eye. She simply wanted to take the chance to make her stance clear—and her presence, her aura, really did carry weight.

Qi Rui hadn’t expected Xue Funian’s first words to be such a direct challenge. In his mind, she had always been nothing more than a pampered young lady, someone who knew nothing of corporate twists and turns.

But he had underestimated her. She might not have experience, but she understood the principle of killing the chicken to warn the monkeys. She wasn’t a fool—in fact, she was very clever.

“What are you implying, niece?” Qi Rui’s face stiffened, his voice cold. He gave a derisive snort. “You’re blaming your Uncle Qi for making such a decision without consulting the board first, is that it?”

His temper flared, his beard practically bristling. “Does a minor matter like acquiring a small company really require convening the entire board?”

Xue Funian smiled. This was exactly the line she had been waiting for, and Qi Rui hadn’t disappointed her. “So what you’re saying, Uncle, is that in the future, acquisitions of small companies can be decided by individual directors? Then if the acquisition loses money, who bears that loss? The directors who approved it alone, or all directors together?”

The room buzzed instantly. Older board members frowned, while younger managers and assistant managers whispered among themselves.

Though blind, Xue Funian’s ears were sharper than anyone’s. She heard the murmurs ripple around her. The smile on her lips slowly fell, replaced by a calm, detached expression as she lifted her head to face them all.

“Niece, you don’t understand,” Qi Rui tried again. “Among the companies we acquire, some are weak, some are strong. As long as we manage them well, there will be no real losses.”

“Perhaps Uncle Qi didn’t understand my meaning,” Xue Funian replied lightly. “What I mean is, if acquisitions are carried out without consulting the board, then this company might as well be broken up.”

That shut him up instantly. Everyone knew Xue Funian held the largest shares. If Rejiang were split apart, she had the resources to scoop everything into her own pocket. Their shares would become worthless scraps.

“So then, niece, are you saying we won’t acquire Rongji?” Qi Rui asked through gritted teeth.

Xue Funian finally allowed her lips to curl into a bright smile, her tone sweet as she lifted her eyes. “Whether we acquire it or not, of course, must be decided through board discussion. I’m still young—it’s only right that my uncles make the decision.”

If not for the fact that Xue Funian was the company’s golden prize, Qi Rui might have slapped her on the spot.

But looking at her—such a delicate girl barely past twenty—speaking words with such far-reaching implications, every person present had to stop and think deeply.

The murmurs continued, and Xue Funian made no move to silence them. After a long moment, Qi Rui finally forced down his anger and said, “A’nian is right. From now on, acquisitions must be discussed first. If losses come, they affect the entire company.”

Xue Funian nodded, satisfied. “And about Rongji…”

“Truthfully, none of us were optimistic about Rongji anyway,” another voice chimed in. Xue Funian wasn’t familiar enough with the company to identify who had spoken, but she simply inclined her head and showed no special curiosity.

The Monday meeting ended on Xue Funian’s note. As Qi Rui left, his beard bristled with fury, and he shot her a glare full of murderous intent.

Yue Feng, on the other hand, turned back to look at her with puzzlement in his eyes—but also with clear admiration.

Ji Yun walked over, helping Xue Funian to her feet.

As she steadied her, Ji Yun could feel how Xue Funian’s entire body was trembling. Heart aching, she tightened her grip and whispered softly, so only the two of them could hear: “Don’t be afraid. You did wonderfully.”

It wasn’t until they stepped out of the company building and into the blazing sunlight that Xue Funian came back to herself. She clutched Ji Yun’s hand. “Sister, did I say the right things? Did I do well?”

“If I were you, standing where you stood just now, I don’t think I would’ve done as well as you,” Ji Yun said.

At that, Xue Funian finally breathed a sigh of relief—but her brows quickly furrowed again. “Sister, don’t just comfort me. If I made mistakes, you must tell me.”

Ji Yun smiled, smoothing her long hair. “Well… there is one thing you did wrong.”

Xue Funian tensed immediately. Though she couldn’t see Ji Yun’s expression, worry gnawed at her. Her grip on Ji Yun’s hand unconsciously tightened.

“When you’re nervous, you can’t keep digging your nails into your palm. When we get back, I’ll have to trim them for you.”

Without giving her a chance to respond, Ji Yun steered her toward the Chun Yuan Café. “Wait here for me. I’ll run upstairs to hand something over, then come back, and we’ll head home together.”

Xue Funian nodded, allowing Ji Yun to seat her. She carefully replayed the events of the meeting in her head, step by step, reviewing them thoroughly before finally letting out a breath of relief.

“Miss, a lady who just left ordered this latte for you,” a young waitress said, placing a cup before her. Following Ji Yun’s instructions, she guided Xue Funian’s hand to touch the cup before retreating. “Please enjoy.”

Xue Funian blinked, stunned, then felt a rush of warmth at Ji Yun’s thoughtfulness. She lifted the cup, took a small sip, and let the rich flavor slide down her throat, warming her from the inside out.

“Funian?”

As she was lost in thought, a deep male voice sounded by her ear. She tilted her head slightly, unable to see, only lifting her chin faintly.

The man looked into her eyes and froze in shock. Pulling out a chair, he sat down beside her, studying her eyes carefully before frowning. “It’s me, Cheng Jirui.”

Cheng Jirui—the boy who had lived next door since childhood, gone to the same schools, even studied the same major. They hadn’t been especially close, but growing up together meant they’d spent plenty of time in each other’s company. Later, as alumni in the same field, their paths had overlapped often enough.

After graduation, she had heard he joined his father’s company. They hadn’t kept in touch—not enough closeness for updates or regular contact. She knew nothing of his life after.

“It’s been a long time,” he said, greeting her with that same lukewarm tone as always.

Sure enough, it was just like before—his words no warmer than asking what she had eaten today, carrying not a trace of genuine affection.