Chapter 132: Jiang, Who Is Senior Yuting

For a full two days, whether it was the attention online toward the Qin family siblings’ plagiarism incident.

Or the trembling summons from the capital city’s court being delivered to Liangyue Manor.

In short, the fact that Qin Jiang was going to fight the Qin family sisters in court had already been making a huge commotion in the city and even the internet.

And in these two days, Qin Jiang hadn’t been idle either.

He had Sun Zhaoyu find an influential student from Huajing University who had a visible flaw on her face to act as a publicity medium, and had her use his improved beauty balm.

The beauty balm produced remarkable effects, but its production process was very complicated and all the raw materials were Chinese herbs, so it fell into the category of cosmeceuticals.

In his previous life, Qin Jiang hadn’t exactly trusted the Qin family completely either.

After repeatedly giving to the Qin family and getting little or no gratitude, Qin Jiang quietly applied for patents on all those cosmeceutical formulas himself.

These patent certificates had also been packed into the suitcase he brought along when he moved out of the Qin family house.

Although the things he left at the Qin family’s place weren’t many.

They were all substantive.

Including the script he gave Fourth Sister Qin Shuyun—starting from the third time he had proactively archived and recorded the creation process. He had been doing all this quietly.

He could compromise and flatter the Qin family again and again in hopes of getting familial affection.

But, Qin Jiang was not a fool.

Having already been abandoned by the Qin family once, he would seize his advantages to earn their respect.

Only, in his previous life he miscalculated… the things in that suitcase were stolen or burned by Qin Yun.

When Qin Jiang finally told the truth, he couldn’t produce evidence and could only use his words to attempt to convince others.

In this life, he got ahead and took all the evidence with him in advance.

He had definitely turned the tables!!

On Weibo, a social media platform.

Zhong Yuting, as a small college influencer, had recently been troubled by ever-worsening facial skin from staying up late and trying various skincare products for ad deals.

Zhong Yuting was currently a senior and a gentle senior that Qin Jiang kind of knew.

When Sun Zhaoyu approached her and Zhong Yuting heard it was a product developed by Qin Jiang, she agreed without a second thought.

After all, she actually had a fairly favorable impression of Qin Jiang.

In the past, although Qin Jiang dressed oddly, he still had a handsome face. As the student council president he handled affairs with exceptional skill, and more importantly… in Qin Jiang’s freshman year she had worked with him on a play while she was the host.

At that play, Qin Jiang changed into a crisp prince’s armor. His acne at the time wasn’t severe, presenting a definite immature college-heartthrob look.

As a senior, she was always more caring toward her junior students.

But with Qin Jiang, she would always, when ordering desserts, deliberately respect his preferences and order a single portion of what he liked…

Many classmates teased them at the time.

But later, when everyone found out Qin Jiang was Bai Chuchu’s devoted bootlicker, Zhong Yuting gave up those thoughts, yet they continued to maintain the usual senior-junior relationship.

This time, she was honored to be Qin Jiang’s test subject.

Zhong Yuting felt something indescribable inside—some shyness, some excitement.

As a senior doing influencer side work who’d recently gained a bit of popularity, she didn’t have time to pay attention to campus matters.

But she’d heard that Bai Chuchu already had a boyfriend.

It was Qin Yun.

Qin Jiang’s younger brother.

So did that mean Qin Jiang had already cut off contact with Bai Chuchu?

Zhong Yuting couldn’t help but feel curious.

But more than that, she was full of anticipation to see Qin Jiang again.

Zhong Yuting’s face was covered in acne. Fortunately Sun Zhaoyu had given her the balm early on, and being fairly smart, she livestreamed her skincare routine every day.

She even placed this “unknown” balm she was using front and center on camera.

She tried it for a total of three days.

On the third day.

The acne on her face had already calmed down, the color of the acne marks was fading, and miraculously her skin’s radiance and tone had improved by several shades.

Although there were still acne marks on her face, her complexion and skin condition were already superb.

This dramatic improvement brought her a surge in followers during her livestream.

Everyone was curious: what great product was this small influencer hiding?

Zhong Yuting hadn’t expected such a big effect.

She hurriedly sent Qin Jiang a message:

[Junior Jiang, the beauty balm you had me try is amazing. My skin is now so delicate it seems like it would burst with a poke. It’s several shades lighter, and even the eye lines that always bothered me have improved a lot. My influencer girlfriends are all asking me for product trials—can you arrange that?]

[Don’t worry, they’re all my close influencer friends, and they think the product is good and will voluntarily promote it for you.]

Worried Qin Jiang might hesitate because he couldn’t afford their promotion fees, Zhong Yuting decided on the spot to help him for free.

The moment Qin Jiang saw the message, a hint of a smile flashed in his eyes.

Of course he knew the power of this beauty balm—it was an improved formula, a deliberately mixed high-concentration version suitable for skin that had long used various skincare products.

The higher the skin’s tolerance, the greater the effect.

But such a product was only suitable for people who needed short-term skin changes.

Currently his target group was the influencer circle: they did medical aesthetics, various procedures, and had a high tolerance for high-concentration skincare—making them the most suitable group.

They were also the group most eager to see results.

However, the effects of a cosmeceutical are more comprehensive.

Each version had its own advantages, but as the flagship product, efficacy was the top priority!!

As for ordinary skin, as long as you build up skin tolerance in advance, you could still see results within about a week.

Qin Jiang had planned everything long ago.

Seeing his plan blossom now brought genuine joy to his heart.

So he typed a reply: [Senior, you’re too polite. Of course I won’t let you try and promote it for nothing; advertising fees will be paid at market rates.]

[Thank you again, Senior, for trusting my product unconditionally.]

Qin Jiang had just finished typing and placed his phone on the desk.

When Yan Liang, dressed lightly, walked into the study.

Before him stood Young Mistress Yan Liang, wearing a white ultra-short pleated skirt, her athletic top snugly outlined the proud curves of a woman’s body, a flat lower belly leading down to a pair of unabashedly beautiful long legs.

The Young Mistress held a golf club in her hand, her dark red hair tied in a high ponytail. She exuded a blend of seductiveness tinged with a breezy, heroic bearing.

Qin Jiang looked up, feeling a flush through his whole body.

Unlocking different types of Young Mistresses every day—this life… was simply exhilarating!!

“My little Jiang… who are you chatting with?”

“A man or a woman?”

“Long hair or short?”

Young Mistress Yan Liang stepped into the study, lifted her long legs lightly, and, sitting on the desk, stroked Qin Jiang’s calves upward with her graceful legs.

With a clack.

The Young Mistress’s shoe was kicked off by herself.

Her slender, well-proportioned legs rose again, the tip of her shoe pressing against Qin Jiang’s lifeline…

At the same time, the Young Mistress’s hand also succeeded in reaching the phone he had flipped face-down.

The Young Mistress was also online.

She had read a lot of relationship pep-talks online.

They said that if a man flips his phone face-down on the table in front of his wife.

Then there’s a 99.9% chance something’s up!!

Yan Liang’s eyes shimmered darkly, her red lips lazily curved. “Jiang… who is Senior Yuting?”

“Yuting… Yuting?”

“That name sounds like it would make a good contraceptive—what, are you trying to have this Young Mistress sterilize you?”