Chapter 54 Forced Love from My Archrival 3

Chapter 54: Forcefully Loved by My Archenemy 3

The car window rolled up slowly, the vehicle swaying slightly, but no sound could be heard from outside.

Qin Fan clamped his hand over Lin Huaiqing's mouth, but Lin Huaiqing bit him, leaving a clear teeth mark.

Qin Fan winced, then grabbed Lin Huaiqing's chin with one hand to force him to let go.

The distance between the two was very close, their breathing especially loud in the quiet of the night.

"Why aren't you driving yet?"

Qin Fan, in the back seat, finally got the squirmy Lin Huaiqing under control and told the driver to go.

"Sir, there's a Bentley cutting us off up front."

In the capital, few dared to cut off the Qin family's car. Plus, that black Bentley's plate looked vaguely familiar.

Soon, a man got out of the car ahead, knocked on his window, and leaned down to say:

"Second Young Master Qin, Chairman Lin came personally to pick up our young master. Please allow our young master to get out of the car."

Qin Fan glanced at the figure inside the car ahead, his expression darkening. He had no choice but to open the door and let the Lin family haul the drunk Lin Huaiqing away.

Off to a bad start.

When Lin Huaiqing woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

"Wang Ma, my head hurts so much..." Lin Huaiqing rubbed his head, which felt like mush from last night's drinking.

All he could remember from last night was drinking a ton. Although the mission was complete, his bold-faced provocation had also pissed off Qin Fan.

That guy had shoved him into the car by force, probably planning to find some secluded spot to teach him a lesson.

But in the struggle, he'd banged his head on the car door, and after that, he couldn't remember anything.

Next thing he knew, he woke up in his own big bed at home.

Ridiculous!

"You little shit! Spill it! What were you up to last night?!"

Lin Zhen, the chairman of the Lin Group, glared at his good-for-nothing son and wished he could disown him.

But unfortunately, he only had this one idiot son, and the future of the Lin Group would eventually be his.

But with Lin Huaiqing acting like such a slacker now, how could he feel at ease?

"Last night... I just had a few drinks with some friends."

"Friends? Your friend is that Qin family's second son?! And the two of you were in the car together..." Lin Zhen, nearly fifty, was so mad his face turned beet red.

Every time Lin Zhen thought back to last night, his temples started throbbing.

He'd been at that place on business too, and when he walked out, he saw his own son being carried into a car by some guy.

Then that Rolls-Royce Ghost started rocking slightly right under his nose, scaring him so bad he almost called the cops.

If his assistant hadn't reminded him that the car belonged to the Qin Group, he would've sent people to smash it.

Lin Huaiqing knew his dad had it out for anyone with the surname Qin, so he hurried to explain:

"Of course not. Someone set up a get-together last night, and who knew they'd invite him too."

Lin Huaiqing's excuse sounded weaker and weaker under Lin Zhen's hawk-like gaze.

"You'd better have been wasted last night." Otherwise, he'd have to start wondering if his son had already turned gay.

"By the way, get yourself cleaned up tonight. Meet the daughter of Lin's Building Materials and keep things friendly! If you dare stand her up, I'll freeze your cards!"

Lin Zhen, pushing fifty, was still as hot-tempered and decisive as ever. Before Lin Huaiqing could get a word in, the old man was already gone.

Lin Huaiqing knew his dad's iron fist well—if he said he'd cut off the cards, he wouldn't leave a single cent.

So a blind date like this, meant to unite two families, was something he couldn't turn down.

But he could think of a hundred ways to make that rich heiress hate his guts.

As a quick transmigrator like him, he couldn't get too attached to people in this world—that was rule number one.

Otherwise, getting his heart broken would be the least of his problems; losing his job would be the real disaster.

Of course, Qin Du from the last world had been an exception.

Even if he did date someone, it could only be for show, and he had to bail in time.

Speaking of Qin Du, that reminded him—those two brothers were both named Qin. Was "Qin" some super common surname or what?

Just thinking about the blind date with the Lin's Building Materials heiress tonight gave him a headache.

He couldn't embarrass either family, had to make the heiress genuinely hate him, and couldn't go overboard.

Looks like he'd have to try that trick he picked up from some video app.

In the afternoon, Lin Huaiqing got dressed with extra care. His face didn't just represent him—it represented the whole Lin Group. So he naturally didn't dare to slack off.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Lin Huaiqing was pretty pleased. This face was almost a perfect replica of his real one.

But in the real world, he could never afford such pricey custom suits, and he'd never style his hair so arrogantly.

The only thing missing in the mirror was the words "trust-fund brat" stamped on his forehead.

Pretty on the outside, rotten on the inside. As long as she wasn't some shallow bimbo who only cared about looks, nobody should like him.

Hopping into the luxury car, the driver hit the gas and dropped him off at tonight's date spot—a fancy Western restaurant.

The setting and vibe were perfect for a couples' dinner. Having the blind date set here suggested the other party was probably some refined, artsy lady.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Lin."

Lin Huaiqing looked up at the girl in front of him, and his gaze softened without him meaning to.

She wore a simple but stylish light blue strapless dress, and the bag on her shoulder was this spring's new Chanel.

She looked refined and gentle overall, making Lin Huaiqing do a double take.

Kids from rich families were never really ugly.

It wasn't that he was a snob—it was just that rich families poured way more into their kids than regular ones.

I must say, this young lady is truly remarkable, and he can't help but admire her. Unfortunately, what he's about to do will make her utterly detest him.

"Not at all, Miss Lin. Perfect timing. Please, have a seat."

As he spoke, Lin Huaiqing couldn't stop looking her up and down—a knowing once-over full of meaning.

While Lin Huaiqing was sizing up the woman across from him, Lin Yanyan was doing the same to him.

She had long heard in elite social circles that the Young Master of the Lin Group was undeniably handsome, head and shoulders above those spoiled rich brats.

However, he was said to keep his distance from women—whether he was just being proper or had other reasons, nobody knew.

"Since this blind date is arranged by our parents, I'll cut to the chase. So, Miss Lin, what do you like to do for fun?"

"Well, I enjoy sipping tea, horseback riding, and reading. Oh, and I occasionally watch football—I keep up with international tournaments."

"Wait, a woman like you watches football?" Lin Huaiqing leaned in with a hint of teasing. "Then let me test you—how many World Cup titles has Brazil won?"

Hearing Lin Huaiqing's question, Lin Yanyan, seated across from him, nearly rolled her eyes to the back of her head.

What a waste of a good-looking guy! Why does he have to open his mouth with that "let me test you" nonsense? So cringe!