My Villain Is Super Sweet (GL) - CHAPTER 70

Of course.

As Gu Qingci fired off a string of questions, the people around her started to look thoughtful. By the time she finished, everyone wore the same subtle, complicated expression.

Well, wasn’t it obvious?

It was clear as day: rushing in for benefits, and running away when trouble came. No paternity test, just making things up as they went. When the grandson got into trouble and landed in jail, the family, embarrassed, suddenly announced he wasn’t actually related by bl00d. Then, a year later, they boldly claimed someone else as their “real granddaughter.”

And the so-called “real granddaughter” just happened to be Gu Qingci’s close ally.

The kicker? Gu Qingci had a highly valuable project in her hands.

Even more interesting was Gu Qingci’s final point—an issue that a young woman could investigate and uncover within half a month had supposedly taken a prestigious family like the He family an entire year to figure out.

The implication behind that couldn’t have been more obvious.

Gu Qingci stopped at just the right point, wearing an apologetic smile while delivering the sharpest blows.

Truly, the younger generation was not to be underestimated.

However, someone else wasn’t willing to let Gu Qingci have the spotlight alone—they decided to step in and deliver their own stab.

Gu Qingci knew when to quit. Pushing too hard would be counterproductive. After all, Old Master He was a respected elder with a wide network. If she humiliated him too badly, it might spark resentment from others.

But Fang Baihui, who had just come over to greet Gu Qingci and Yuan Ying, didn’t have those scruples.

He had been annoyed with the He family for a long time. Casually, as if by accident, he threw out a small question:

“Old Master He, it’s good to be cautious. But, the odds of switching babies of different genders should be really low, right? Could it be someone intentionally misled your investigation?”

Fang Baihui was strikingly handsome, his looks even outshining Gu Qingci’s. Standing together, they were a stunning pair, lighting up the area around them.

Everyone tacitly decided to smooth things over with a few harmless remarks.

“Yes, that’s true.”

“Better to double-check everything.”

“Can’t let anyone take advantage.”

This gave Old Master He a chance to save face and back out gracefully—after all, everyone would rather admire the beautiful pair than linger on the unpleasantness of the old man’s situation.

Old Master He looked heartbroken, aging visibly in a moment. Forcing a smile, he exchanged a few polite words, then hunched over and slowly walked away.

Even when his assistant tried to help him, he waved him off, sighing, “When you’re old, no one wants you around anymore.”

It was a masterful performance, full of subtle sadness. It touched the hearts of many who had just been feeling disdain toward the He family.

In an instant, public opinion began to shift.

If moments ago people were shaking their heads at the He family’s dysfunction, now they looked at Old Master He with sympathy—a once-great figure, betrayed by disappointing descendants, now forced to clean up their mess.

It even made sense why he was so desperate to acknowledge a new “granddaughter.”

If the He family didn’t find a capable successor, they were finished.

Gu Qingci wasn’t surprised by this turnaround.

After all, Old Master He didn’t get where he was without real skills.

She knew this was going to be a long fight. Scoring even a small win at this stage was good enough.

Because she knew the truth: Lin Lang was Old Master He’s real granddaughter.

If they fought too hard against the He family now, and the bl00d relation was later confirmed, it would backfire badly, putting them on the defensive.

Watching Old Master He leave in a cloud of sorrow, Fang Baihui felt nothing but satisfaction—no guilt whatsoever for “ganging up” on an old man.

He winked at Gu Qingci, as if to say, See? Wasn’t my teamwork perfect?

Gu Qingci smiled, bright and dazzling.

Fang Baihui felt greatly encouraged. Surely, after today, Gu Qingci would be more willing to introduce him to a high-quality partner!

Gu Qingci gracefully introduced Fang Baihui to her mentor:

“Professor, this is our biggest project partner, Fang Baihui.”

Her mentor gave them a meaningful smile. “Good. You young people should chat.”

Gu Qingci looked a bit helpless—clearly, her mentor had misunderstood something.

After greeting a few other senior researchers, Gu Qingci and Fang Baihui stepped aside to chat more privately.

In a room filled mostly with middle-aged and elderly people, being away from all the attention relaxed Fang Baihui considerably.

They hadn’t spoken for long when Yuan Ying, standing by their mentor, noticed the commotion and headed over.

Seeing a partner from their company, it was only natural for her to come over and say hello.

Fang Baihui noticed someone approaching and frowned in irritation. He muttered to Gu Qingci, “Look, another woman charmed by my looks.”

No one truly understood his struggles!

Men envied him for being popular with women, and women thought, What’s the big deal about being good-looking?

Gu Qingci felt speechless at his self-obsession and told him, “You’ve got it wrong. She’s not that type.”

“How could she not be? Look, she’s heading straight for us! Quick, let’s move.”

As if he ran fast enough, he could escape the “moth to flame” situation.

Gu Qingci pressed a hand to her forehead and waved at Yuan Ying.

“You probably didn’t notice—that’s our company’s chief researcher, Yuan Ying.”

Fang Baihui froze for a second, taking a closer look at Yuan Ying as she got nearer.

Softly, he muttered, “Wouldn’t have guessed.”

He had met Yuan Ying twice—once during project negotiations, where she handled the technical discussions, and once at a celebration banquet.

Both times, she was dressed plainly—either in a dull lab coat or simple jeans and a shirt.

She gave off a scholarly, low-key vibe that made her easy to overlook.

Clothes really do make the person. Dressed up tonight with a skilled makeup artist’s touch, Yuan Ying’s features shone with confidence and style.

Feeling a bit embarrassed at his earlier assumptions, Fang Baihui awkwardly greeted her, “Dr. Yuan.”

He then forced out a flashy compliment, “You look stunning tonight.”

Gu Qingci gave him a horrified look—Are you okay? Since when did you turn so greasy?

Yuan Ying, calm as ever, nodded and politely replied, “You’re as handsome as ever, Mr. Fang.”

She said it as casually as asking, “Have you eaten yet?” completely smoothing over Fang Baihui’s awkwardness.
His favorability toward her skyrocketed.

See? That’s what being gracious and considerate looks like!

Dr. Yuan really was a role model for modern women!

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At the conference, Lin Lang and Gu Qingci couldn’t stick together too closely, but after the day’s events wrapped up, they went home together.

After dropping Yuan Ying off, they headed back to their place.

As soon as they entered, the spoiled young lady flopped into Lin Lang’s arms, whining, “I’m exhausted. My legs are so sore.”

Lin Lang chuckled and said suggestively, “Want me to give you a massage?”

The young lady, oblivious to the teasing, nodded eagerly, “Mm-hmm! After we shower.”

After washing up, they lay on the bed. Lin Lang focused on massaging while they absentmindedly reviewed the day’s events.

In today’s skirmish, it seemed Old Master He had been outmaneuvered—first by Lin Lang and Gu Qingci, and then by Fang Baihui.

Yet throughout it all, Old Master He didn’t show a single crack in his facade. He behaved exactly as he should, even making those who overheard the confrontations feel sympathy for him.

With just one move, he had shifted public opinion in his favor.

Neither Lin Lang nor Gu Qingci dared underestimate him.

It wasn’t easy for someone of his status to swallow humiliation without flinching.

Today’s two rounds of conversation were merely tests from both sides.

Old Master He was probing their attitudes; they were testing his bottom line.

An old fox like him didn’t act impulsively—every move was calculated and deliberate.

Next time they clashed, it wouldn’t just be words. It would be targeted strikes aimed at their weaknesses.

Lin Lang, thinking back to the sharp jab she landed on Old Master He, couldn’t help feeling delighted. “Even though I knew the diversion wouldn’t fool them for long, it felt so good to hit him with the ‘your whole family’s dead’ line.”

The young lady lay lazily in Lin Lang’s arms, her voice drowsy and relaxed from the massage.

“With today’s conversations, I bet everyone now suspects you might be related to the He family.”

“Thanks to this setup, if more revelations come out later, they’ll accept it easily.”

“But I think after this, they won’t just stir up public pressure for a paternity test—they’ll also try to mess with our careers.”

Lin Lang frowned. “But even if they have a wide network, they shouldn’t be able to hit us so precisely, right?”

Gu Qingci lifted her free leg and teasingly ran her toes along Lin Lang’s waist, her voice turning cold.

“They don’t need to target us directly. Most likely, they’ll go after my mom’s company.”

Lin Lang instantly understood.

Right—there was still Ruan Mingjie.

With him involved, there would be no “different industries, different worlds” problem. He would know exactly how to hit Gu Minglan’s company where it hurt.

Everyone knew Gu Qingci and her mother were very close. By pressuring Gu Minglan, they could scare Gu Qingci into giving in.

Young people might fight back recklessly, but seasoned adults wouldn’t.

They would negotiate, compromise, and minimize losses.

Forcing Gu Minglan to persuade Gu Qingci to give in to protect their interests?
Those corporate shareholders definitely wouldn’t hesitate.