The Young master's fake bride and her lucky system

Fueled by the humiliations of receiving dead rodents and other critters as gifts, Lin Qianfan was filled with more anger which Jing Hee was on the receiving end of.

He had been planning to show off in his circle of friends with the expensive gifts his rich son-in-law brought.

Every stare that he gave Jing Hee was filled with loathing after he returned home for lunch and heard about the gifts, he declared that he would not be home for dinner.

After he left, Jing Hee became uncomfortable and paranoid. Where was he going to? Where did he plan to spend the night?

Did he have a mistress outside their home?

Lin Qianfan, you dare not mess with me, she thought.

Quickly, she picked up the phone and contacted the private detective she often used.

"Forget Lin Alix for now and find out where Lin Qianfan is planning to spend the night."

When she cut the private detect off, she called her daughter, but Billi did not pick up.

This was because as of this moment, Lin Billi was up to her old tricks of making Alix's life as uncomfortable as she could make it.

Billi, looking youthful in a short round pink dress, white sneakers and a pair of sun glasses over her eyes was taking pictures with fans in the lobby of peach hotel.

After taking pictures, she signed autographs for a few, with a sweet smile on her face. When the last fan was gone, she took an elevator to the private restaurant upstairs.

Billi always moved with a sway in her waist, exuding a seductive allure that captured the eyes of those who saw her.

Somehow, that seductive allure was mixed with innocence that made men especially most protective towards her.

Even now, more than a few men were directly staring or casting secretive glances her way.

Billi took off her sunglasses, looked around and her face lit up with a smile when she found the person she was looking for.

Moving elegantly, taking her time, Billi walked over to the table which was already occupied by another woman.

"Madam Qian, I apologize for being late, I met a few fans in the lobby who refused to let me go until I took pictures and signed a few autographs for them."

Billi bowed her head politely.

"It's okay, I know how famous you are, after all, I am also one of your fans." The woman, Madam Qian answered with a wave of her hand.

The more she looked at Billi, the more she liked her. The other was famous, beautiful, and well behaved. She was so talented but down to earth and not like these other female celebrities of their time.

How she wished that she could produce a little girl that had such qualities.

"Sit down, people will say that I bullied that nation's most beautiful pianist." Madam Qian said.

Billi smiled politely, maintaining her elegant look as she sat down slowly.

"Madam Qian, you look so lovely today, as usual, you are leading the fashion circles among Beijing's elite women." she said.

Madam Qian laughed and looked at herself.

"Am I, it's even more amazing that we ae both wearing pink today."

Billi giggled and batted her eyelashes deliberately, "Yes, we are like two souls that are meant to be together."

Madam Qian grabbed Billi's hand and patted it gently. "It must be why your music speaks to me and comforts me. Girl, you have no idea how much sunshine you brought into my life."

Billi smiled shyly and looked down, and the shy smile turned into a conniving one.

"Your moon river sonata heals my heart every time I get depressed. I have not even thanked you for recording a special version of it for just me."

Madam Qian was so caught up in her own emotions that she did not notice the slight clenching of Billi's jaw when the moon river sonata was mentioned.

"Uhm, by the way Billi, you wanted to ask me for a favor. What is it that you need dear?"

Billi's eyes rose up and she sat upright. There was a glint in her eyes, this was what she had been waiting for after all. And she wanted Madam Qian to bring it up herself.

Putting on a distressed, Billi bit her lower lip and started to tremble. Her eyes watered up quickly, as if she had been wronged.

"What is it dear? Don't cry, just tell me what it is?" Madam Qian held Billi's hand tighter.

"Madam," Billi said in a tear voice, "I lost my engagement to my sister."

Madam Qian nodded, everyone knew that Zhang Caishen had married Lin Billi's sister.

"Actually, I was the one that Caishen was supposed to marry. We have been dating for so many years now, it's just that I have been putting my career ahead of the relationship.

I don't know when my sister inserted herself into my relationship and stole him from me.

I was busy traveling around the world, studying and competing while she stayed home and lied to Caishen about me."

She broke into a soft sob, and dabbed the corners of her eyes with her free hand.

"Calm down dear, calm down and explain things clearly." Madam Qian, in a dotting and worried voice patted Billi's hand.

Billi nodded and she looked into Madam Qian's eyes. Her red eyes and the reddish tinge on the tip of her nose made her look so pitiful.

How could her sister bully her so badly? Madam Qian thought. She was filled with anger on Billi's behalf.

"I rushed back to the country as fast as I could to explain things to Caishen but he had already married my sister. And to make it worse, Zhang construction shared that document saying that he was engaged to my older sister.

I have been wronged madam, I have been terribly wronged. Some people are now wondering if I faked being engaged to him.

My hard earned reputation is going drown the drain and my sister will not even answer the phone or explain her actions to me."

Billi grabbed Madam Qian's hand with both of hers desperately.

"Madam, I know that you own the building in which her music school rents a floor. The favor I want is for you to sell me that whole floor.

It might be petty but I want to avenge the wrong done to me. The only way my sister will speak to me now is if I have something to threaten her with."

Billi had manipulated many people through the length of her career, and madam Qian was easy for her to play like a fiddle.