Farming Space Makes Me Rich-Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Little Firecracker

Translator: Lonelytree

When Yan Siming realized Zhao Wenman had recognized him, the first thing he did was to turn to Xiao Lingyu. He wanted to know how the girl would react when she found out he was the famous Young Master Yan, Yan Siming.

The result disappointed him.

An ordinary person like Xiao Lingyu didn’t know anything about people in the upper echelon of City Z. Xiao Lingyu looked at Yan Siming with a puzzled expression. Then she turned to look at Zhao Wenman before turning back to Yan Siming.

Yan Siming curled his lips and revealed an evil smile. “Miss Zhao, is that desire I see on your face? Do you hit on handsome men and try to pounce on them whenever you see them?” Before Zhao Wenman could say anything, Yan Siming said with contempt, “Unfortunately for you, I am not Young Master Yan. I just look like him.”

Zhao Wenman’s face turned red and white. She was angry and embarrassed. She had never been humiliated like this before!

She glared at Yan Siming and cursed, “You bastard!”

She turned to the guards beside her. “Are you all blind? How can you allow this ruffian to enter the company? Throw him out now!”

The guards around Zhao Wenman paled. They ran to surround Yan Siming and demanded harshly, “Sir, please leave immediately. Otherwise, we would have to resort to violence!”

Zhao Wenman was so angry that her entire body was trembling. She could not believe that she had been humiliated by Xiao Lingyu’s one-night-stand partner. She had to do something, or it would not quell the hatred in her heart.

Zhao Wenman pointed at Yan Siming and Xiao Lingyu. She ordered sternly, “Beat them up and throw them out!” She roared out the demand.

Since Xiao Lingyu already knew about her relationship with Chen Ran, letting her stay at the company would only make things worse. Xiao Lingyu wouldn’t be the one who had her reputation ruined, but it would be herself and Chen Ran. Therefore, she needed to chase Xiao Lingyu and her man out. Then she would release more horrible rumors about Xiao Lingyu at the company to save her own face.

Yan Siming immediately shielded Xiao Lingyu behind him and asked sharply, “Beat us and throw us out? So this is how the famous Miss Zhao acts. I wonder if the other socialites know how vicious and brutal the daughter of Huiqing Group’s Chairman really is.”

Zhao Wenman glared angrily at Yan Siming, “Are you threatening me?”

Yan Siming shook one of his fingers as he said, “No. No. Miss Zhao, I’m not threatening you! Why would you think that?”

Zhao Wenman snorted and laughed. She said with disdain, “Even if that was a threat, do you think I’d be scared? Who do you think you are? A small company employee and a male prostitute. Who do you think will believe you? Don’t overestimate yourself and think you can pose any threat to me!”

When Yan Siming was called a male prostitute, his face darkened. “A male prostitute? Zhao Wenman, you’ve really angered me this time!”

Without waiting for Zhao Wenman’s reaction, Yan Siming took out his phone and dialed a number. Once the call was connected, he said, “Cancel all cooperation with Huiqing Group now! We will not cooperate with them anymore in the future! If anyone asked why, tell them their chairman’s daughter has offended me!”

Then he hung up. Yan Siming turned to Zhao Wenman with a wicked smile. He sneered. “Well, didn’t you call me a male prostitute? We’ll see what kind of surprise this male prostitute can bring you today!”

After Yan Siming made the call, Zhao Wenman was puzzled, and then her face paled. She was extremely flustered.

When she asked him earlier, Yan Siming denied that he was Young Master Yan. Zhao Wenman also believed Yan Siming wouldn’t lower himself to hang out with Xiao Lingyu. After all, Yan Siming was like an emperor at City Z. He was not someone approachable by Xiao Lingyu.

However, the most confusing thing to Zhao Wenman, was Xiao Lingyu was supposed to be raped by Li Yuanfa, so how did she end up with Yan Siming?

Zhao Wenman’s plan was for Li Yuanfa to rape Xiao Lingyu, and then Zhao Wenman would disgrace Xiao Lingyu. After that, she would kick Xiao Lingyu out of Huiqing Group and then City Z.

By then, Zhao Wenman would receive everyone’s blessing when she got engaged to Chen Ran. They would be the perfect couple. No one would call her a vixen who stole another woman’s man.

But her plan was ruined by the appearance of this Yan Siming look-a-like. If the man was really Yan Siming, then Zhao Wenman had done the unthinkable by calling him a male prostitute.

In the business world, everyone knew that Young Master Yan appeared kind on the surface, but in reality, he was a ruthless and vengeful villain.

Zhao Wenman glanced at Yan Siming’s phone, and her heart quivered. She prayed desperately that the man was just a male prostitute and not Young Master Yan.

Zhao Wenman pinched her palm until her fingertips were white. She sneered with forced composure. “Who do you think you are? At the very least, Huiqing Group is a famous company at City Z. Do you think with just a phone call, you can cause Huiqing Group to collapse?”

Yan Siming chuckled at Zhao Wenman’s misguided confidence. He turned away from her to tell the girl behind him. “Don’t worry, my little firecracker. I will help take revenge on this couple of scumbags!”

Xiao Lingyu looked at the man before her. After what Zhao Wenman said, things clicked in Xiao Lingyu’s mind. She tried to pull up the image of the powerful Young Master Yan. She made a comparison and realized the man she pulled off the street to pretend to be her one-night-stand did look like Yan Siming!

Xiao Lingyu didn’t know what to think. She couldn’t tell if she was lucky or unlucky.

She didn’t want to have anything to do with these rich people. She was not interested in their game of power.

Thankfully, he was just someone she met on the street. Even if he was the legendary Young Master Yan, Xiao Lingyu would not see him again after this. This would be the one time their paths crossed.

That was until Yan Siming called her his little firecracker.

“Your little firecracker?” Xiao Lingyu looked at Yan Siming suspiciously.