Chapter 100: Whoever causes Chen Luo to frown for a moment, I will make them regret it for a lifetime.

Everyone Is Chasing the School Beauty? The Obsessed Heiress Is Pursuing Me Instead Qin Kan 2390 words 2026-02-09 12:43:46

An hour later, beside the Hangzhou University sports field.

“Sis! I’m here! I missed you so much!”

Ye Linna stood beneath a tree, gazing from afar at the girl running toward her.

The girl’s figure was strikingly upright, at least close to one meter seventy-five in height. She wore a fitted black Tang-style martial arts suit, accentuating her impressive curves. Paired with loose pants, her long, beautiful legs remained unmistakable, and her brows radiated extraordinary vigor.

“Bang!”

The girl, seeing Ye Linna, opened her arms enthusiastically for a hug, but Ye Linna raised her hand and smacked her hard on the head.

“Ah! Sis! That hurts!”

“Ye Linqian! Aren’t you supposed to be diligently training in the capital? Who told you to come to Hangzhou and cause trouble?”

“Sis! I heard you’re up against that crazy Wen Wan, so I came especially to protect you. Sis, you hurt me—only a hug will make it better.”

Before she finished speaking, two jade arms wrapped around Ye Linna, who rolled her eyes in exasperation.

Hurt you? What nonsense!

You’re a national martial arts champion, a master of Bajiquan, with over ten years of training—how could I possibly hurt you?

Ye Linna looked at her younger sister speechlessly, feeling a headache coming on. Not only was this girl obsessed with her elder sister, but she’d always been a textbook case of a brainy, simple-minded martial arts fanatic.

Her exceptional martial arts talent made her outstanding; at just twenty, she was already a Wu Ying-level athlete and had been accepted as a disciple by several martial arts grandmasters, with a promising future ahead.

But! This girl’s mind was single-tracked—she was completely obsessed with martial arts, and nothing else seemed to exist in her world.

Countless young men in the capital had tried to chat her up, only to be mistaken for challengers and promptly knocked to the ground.

Over the years, Ye Linna had visited countless families to apologize—all for her little sister!

“Don’t you have classes? Doesn’t your university have a heavy course load? Get back to the capital and attend your lectures!”

“Oh, our professors said the awards I’ve won have already made up all my credits. I can go to class if I want, and if not, I don’t have to answer roll call.”

Ye Linna pressed her forehead, utterly speechless.

Damn it! When I get back, I must file a complaint against those professors! You’ve released a menace—and she’s here to wreak havoc on me!

“Sis! Let me stay by your side. I really want to help you.”

“I know kicking you out won’t work, but remember: from now on, unless I give you orders, you’re not allowed to use force. Got it?”

“Got it, got it!” Ye Linqian nodded vigorously, repeatedly assuring she wouldn’t act rashly.

Yet Ye Linna couldn’t relax—her little sister said this every time, but never once had she kept her word. She would just have to keep a closer eye.

“All right, come with me to the company. I’ve got a mountain of work to do.”

Hangzhou University, Room 503, Boxue Building.

Chen Luo sat in the last row, paying no attention to the lecture. His eyes were fixed on his phone, as Zhou Zheng continuously reported updates on the launch of their food delivery app.

[The app has been online for thirty-nine hours, currently launched in the province, with over ten thousand registered users!]

[The anime-themed milk tea shop’s daily sales have doubled thanks to the app and are approaching the business’s maximum capacity—you might consider opening a branch.]

[All Zhou’s Catering outlets have joined the delivery platform; every store’s sales have increased.]

[Initial platform discounts remain full reduction, new user benefits, etc. User feedback is positive; further promotion could be considered.]

Despite Zhou Zheng’s stream of good news and the app’s upward trend, Chen Luo felt no excitement. His brows were tightly knit.

In his recent conversation with Ye Linna, he’d sensed she had already taken some action, yet his software showed no anomalies.

No new apps had appeared on the market; he still enjoyed a monopoly.

A deep sense of crisis lingered in his heart. Chen Luo wasn’t afraid of openly confronting Ye Linna, but he was uneasy about unknown tactics.

“Maybe I should talk it over with Wen Wan?”

“No, Wen Wan is at a critical stage in her online education business and already stretched thin. I can’t add to her burden. I’ll just have to figure it out myself.”

Chen Luo lowered his head in contemplation, a scene captured by a camera outside the window.

The footage streamed live to the office of the Head of the Finance Department, appearing on Wen Wan’s computer screen.

“He’s frowning. He’s frowning.”

Wen Wan watched Chen Luo’s troubled expression, feeling an ache in her heart as if cut by a knife.

The boy she adored should be carefree and happy, without a worry in the world.

Though she knew running a business inevitably meant facing countless challenges and that being free of worries was impossible, she still felt deeply upset, wishing she could personally solve his problems.

But she couldn’t. She couldn’t dictate Chen Luo’s life.

He had his own dreams and pride. Though she desperately wanted to keep Chen Luo by her side for herself alone, that would be like trying to grip a handful of sand—the tighter, the more it slips away.

“Mo Lan, help me investigate whether Chen Luo’s current business activities show any anomalies.”

Mo Lan stepped forward and opened her tablet.

“President Wen, I’ve already checked. Chen Luo’s milk tea shop and delivery app are running perfectly, with strong profits.”

“No, the only things that could make Chen Luo frown are these two. Check again—see if anyone is causing trouble.”

Mo Lan hesitated for a moment before speaking.

“President Wen, there’s nothing abnormal. However, Report Three says that just now, as Chen Luo attended PE, Ye Linna happened to pass by and exchanged a few words with him. After that, Chen Luo returned to class.”

“Ye Linna?”

Wen Wan’s voice was ice-cold, chilling to the bone.

“How bold—she declared war not long ago, and now dares to approach Chen Luo. Does she think I’m dead?”

“Mo Lan!”

“Here!”

“Mobilize all resources immediately to investigate whether Ye Linna is plotting anything against Chen Luo’s projects. If so, report at once and notify the intelligence team—I’m giving them only half an hour!”

“Yes!”

Wen Wan stared at the screen at Chen Luo’s frowning face, her voice icy.

“Whoever makes Chen Luo frown for a moment, I’ll make her regret it for a lifetime!”