Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 221 - 126. Before the Cultural Festival (1)2

As Dubian Che approached, Jiutiao iji imdiately grabbed his ear, but didn’t hurry to exert force, "What were you saying?"

"Really, I didn’t say... Ouch, ouch, ouch! We were discussing the ranking of activities in the Cultural Festival guide!"

Jiutiao iji looked towards Kiyomizu Wanyo.

Kiyomizu Wanyo stood up with the efficiency of an employee facing the president of a company and replied, "Minister, yes, these two were just saying that the previous order of arrangent was unreasonable."

"You see, it wasn’t anything serious, right?" said Dubian Che.

Jiutiao iji glanced at him and let go, "What’s unreasonable about it?"

Dubian Che repeated what he had said earlier to Kiyomizu Wanyo and concluded, "I believe that from now on, we should rank them according to the registration order. That would be fair!"

Jiutiao iji propped her cheek and listened to him finish, then humd noncommittally.

"Fair is an excuse, you just enjoy the feeling of superiority that cos with being on the Executive Committee," Kiyono Lin was unsparing in her words toward Dubian Che.

"Even if that’s true, I’d appreciate it if you kept that to yourself, okay? It’s for the good of our Human Observation Departnt."

"I don’t really like the misuse of power." Even as the Minister of the Human Observation Departnt, Kiyono Lin still stood by her principles.

"Please distinguish between the misuse of power and additional benefits," Dubian Che said craftily.

After listening to Dubian Che’s sophistry, Kiyono Lin rubbed her temples with a headache, "Mr. Dubian, I can already picture you as a pri minister deceiving the nation."

"Wrong." Dubian Che mimicked her intensity when saying ’lies,’ "Right now I am a mber of the Human Observation Departnt; I think of every possible way to profit the club. When I beco the pri minister, I will profit the entire nation. For instance, finding a way to leverage China’s power to break away from Island Country’s current reality of essentially being an Arican colony. Thinking of it that way, I’m simply the perfect candidate for pri minister."

"Why would China lend you its power?"

"That’s my trump card; if I told you, wouldn’t that turn you into a rival for my successful bid for pri minister? But even if I told you, you wouldn’t be able to do anything. It was already decided in a past life; give up."

Kiyono Lin showed a highly surprised expression, "You’re quite the drear, actually believing what you say is true."

"Dreaming? Please consider this confidence."

"Indeed, you seem—very confident."

Jiutiao iji glanced back and forth between the two, a trace of cold light flashing deep in her eyes, and she stepped on Dubian Che’s foot who was about to continue talking.

Dubian’s face suddenly turned red, but he managed to restrain himself from yelling out.

He was about to question Jiutiao iji when he caught her ’ice-cold, shut up or I’ll kill you’ look.

After forcibly silencing Dubian Che, Jiutiao iji withdrew her gaze and glanced at Kiyono Lin who was currently smiling pleasantly.

She instructed Kiyomizu Wanyo, "Change the guide as Dubian suggested, and also mark the popular programs from the previous session."

"Yes," Kiyomizu Wanyo quickly sat down, blending into the ’I see nothing, I hear nothing’ vibe of the other Executive Committee mbers.

"Miss Kiyono," Jiutiao iji said coldly, "is the financial review team done with their work?"

"Not yet," Kiyono Lin replied with a light tone.

"Then please hurry it up. By the end of today, I want to see the budget."

"No problem."

After Kiyono Lin sat down with the financial review team, Jiutiao iji’s gaze once again fell on Dubian Che.

Before getting married, she had intended to be sowhat tolerant of this guy, and she didn’t believe any man could endure Kiyono Lin’s ability to see through all lies, considering Kiyono Lin hated liars herself.

It now appeared that their relationship was closer than she had imagined, though it was also possible that Kiyono Lin was purposely acting that way to provoke her.

"iji, what should I do?" Dubian asked cautiously.

Jiutiao iji pulled her thoughts back and squinted her eyes slightly, "Give a back massage."

"Ah? Alright."

As Jiutiao iji picked up her tea cup again, pretending to review docunts on her tablet, her peripheral vision followed Kiyono Lin, who was receiving docunts from a group mber.

The woman pretended to glance inadvertently at Dubian Che behind her.

Jiutiao iji had long planned—at least before getting married—to let Dubian Che experience "freedom."

She didn’t want to reveal her true character just yet; she got annoyed seeing Dubian Che talk to other won and felt like committing murder.

That could make her hold Dubian Che too tightly, pushing him away from her.

Besides, she noticed that he seed on good terms with Kiyono Lin; if she pushed him towards the Kiyono family, that would be troubleso.

Jiutiao iji felt the broad palm on her shoulder while scrolling through her tablet and contemplated, deciding to keep her jealousy in check.

Boys don’t dislike a girl who gets jealous; a certain level of jealousy even seems cute to them, but most don’t appreciate excessive control.

"Alright, you go to the equipnt storage and tell those who are counting to speed it up," Jiutiao iji commanded after sipping her tea.

"Mhm, right."

Watching Dubian Che leave the eting room, Jiutiao iji resolved to control her temper for now; after they were married, she was not only going to settle the current accounts with Dubian Che but also make sure he wouldn’t have contact with other won in the future.

Dubian Che, on his way to the equipnt room, was completely unaware of this.

There was much to be done for the Executive Committee, and as Jiutiao iji’s secretary, Dubian Che’s main role was to personally supervise the work on site.

For example, he had to diate between the Dance Stick Departnt and the Guqin Departnt, which almost ca to blows over a space conflict. Dubian Che personally favored the Dance Stick Departnt, with their better figures and short skirts, dancing...