He Yining gestured for Shen Qi to mimic his grip on the club.
Shen Qi shot him a nervous glance, her body stiff as she took hold of the club.
Just as she was debating whether to halfheartedly swing a few times to get through this, a sudden warmth pressed against her back!
Shen Qi's eyes flew wide, her entire body freezing solid!
He... he actually...
Shen Qi didn't dare move a muscle.
Because the slightest shift would send her tumbling straight into his embrace.
He Yining acted as if nothing had happened, standing behind Shen Qi, encircling her body, his hands covering her rigid fingers. He whispered by her ear, "Hold the club like this. Relax your arms a bit, don't be so tense..."
How could she not be tense?
He Yining—wasn't the rumor that he kept his distance from women?
Wasn't there gossip that he never let women get close to him?
Now, give her an explanation!
He Yining didn't miss the shock and resistance on Shen Qi's face. He suddenly leaned closer to her ear, breathing softly: "If you help me win this project, I'll wipe out five hundred thousand of your debt."
"One million." Shen Qi forced herself to endure the warmth of his breath on her ear, instinctively bargaining.
"Heh." He Yining let out a light laugh. "Come on, I'll teach you how to play."
At the thought of escaping this devil's side sooner, Shen Qi pulled herself together despite her discomfort, matching He Yining's movements as she swung and struck the ball.
As the golf ball soared into the distance, He Yining mischievously brushed against Shen Qi's earlobe. "Not bad."
Shen Qi's body couldn't help but tremble.
He Yining caught that tremor instantly.
Mr. Qian, seeing the ball fly off, stood up and applauded. "I didn't expect one of President He's stylists to have such talent. It seems President He doesn't plan to let me have a share of this?"
He Yining didn't let go, merely straightening up and saying, "Mr. Qian already has plenty of projects—one more or less won't matter. My He Corporation is looking to enter this industry, so why not let me have a go at it? In return, I can offer you a discount on that plot of land in the southern suburbs."
Mr. Qian thought it over and replied, "Alright, since President He wants to play, how could I not cooperate? You're the emperor of the economic empire—I'll gladly concede."
He Yining's lips curled slightly. "Then thank you for your generosity, Mr. Qian."
Mr. Qian glanced at He Yining still holding Shen Qi's hand, a knowing look flashing in his eyes. "Since President He has matters to attend to, I'll take my leave."
"Butler, see our guest out." He Yining nodded with a smile. "Forgive me for not seeing you off."
"Not at all." Mr. Qian quickly said, "Please, stay."
As the crowd dispersed, Shen Qi immediately tried to pull her fingers free, only to find He Yining still gripping them tightly, impossible to escape.
Shen Qi felt like He Yining was driving her insane.
What did he mean by this?
If he had no interest in her, why keep teasing her again and again?
Shen Qi decided she couldn't take it anymore. She turned and shoved He Yining away, speaking seriously, "President He, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave too."
He Yining's smile suddenly vanished as he looked at her intently. "Tell me. What's your real purpose in getting close to me?"
Shen Qi felt like she was truly losing her mind!
When had she ever wanted to get close to him?
She had been doing everything to avoid him, hadn't she?
He was her nominal uncle!
How could she possibly want to get close to him?
Even if this marriage was just a joke, it was still legally recognized for a year, wasn't it?