Special Agent’s Rebirth: The Almighty Goddess of Quick Transmigration - Chapter 230

“Xiao Ye!” Changfa Jiyao waved enthusiastically when she spotted the figure stepping out of the car.

But halfway through her wave, she froze.

Chu Yun, one hand in his pocket, tensed slightly as he looked across the street—and once his gaze landed, it never left.

The restaurant was located on one of Qing City’s busiest streets.

Under the night sky, neon lights painted the bustling city in vibrant hues. A steady stream of pedestrians and cars separated them from the opposite sidewalk.

The interplay of headlights, streetlamps, and neon signs created a dazzling spectacle.

Yet, amidst it all, the girl stood out effortlessly.

She wore a long-sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing slender, fair arms. Her left wrist was wrapped in a bandage.

In her right hand, she lazily scrolled through her phone, seemingly replying to a message.

Only after sending it did she finally glance up, a faint smirk lingering at the corner of her lips.

Her slightly narrowed eyes exuded an icy elegance, and her striking features—accentuated by a crimson heart-shaped mark near her left eye—gave her an almost ethereal allure.

The moment she lifted her gaze, the chaotic backdrop of the street seemed to fade away.

As if the entire world had stilled, leaving only her in focus.

Even among the crowd, even as a fellow woman, Changfa Jiyao found herself holding her breath.

A street photographer immediately captured the moment.

[AHHHHH THE POSTER IS LOSING IT! IS THIS SOME KIND OF FOX SPIRIT WHO ESCAPED FROM THE DEMON REALM?!]

Changfa Jiyao had seen the forum photos. At the time, she had admired the beauty in them.

But never in her wildest dreams did she connect that image to the breathtaking woman now standing before her.

When the beauty stopped in front of her and Chu Yun, her first assumption was obvious—

This woman must be here to hit on the Great God.

Chu Yun’s eyes reflected the fragmented glow of the city lights. He had already formed a mental image of Ye Shang Chuyang based on her online presence.

He’d found that version of her endearing.

But seeing the real person now, an overwhelming sense of familiarity and excitement surged through him.

His fingers, tucked in his pocket, clenched nervously. He opened his mouth, hesitated, then finally managed, “Xiao Ye?”

Ye Shaohua handed the figurine set to Changfa Jiyao before responding with a light laugh, “That’s me.”

Even though some part of him had already sensed it, hearing that familiar, mesmerizing voice in person sent Chu Yun’s usually composed mind into a daze.

The girl from the forum and the radiant beauty before him were impossible to reconcile.

At that moment, his first thought was—

Thank god Lin Ye didn’t come.

Noticing Chu Yun’s prolonged silence, Ye Shaohua arched a brow. “Shocked?”

“No,” he shook his head, his gaze dropping to her bandaged arm. His brows furrowed. “Your hand… Is it okay?”

“Just a scratch,” she replied casually.

Chu Yun didn’t press further, but he mentally filed the incident away for later.

Meanwhile, Changfa Jiyao, upon hearing Ye Shaohua’s confirmation, nearly tripped over her own feet.

This was Xiao Ye?!

This was the same person from the game?!

But—

The voice was unmistakable. It was Xiao Ye’s voice.

“HOLY SH*T, XIAO YE!” It took Changfa Jiyao a full three minutes to recover. “You trolled me so hard! I genuinely believed those forum photos were you! I even took time off to come to Qing City because I was worried you’d be depressed!”

She playfully punched Ye Shaohua’s shoulder. “Ugh, if I’d known, I would’ve bullied you harder in-game!”

As the two bantered, Chu Yun stood quietly beside Ye Shaohua, lost in thought.

When she asked what he was thinking, he blurted out, “I was just glad you broke things off with Qinghai Guzhou.”

The moment the words left his mouth, Chu Yun realized what he’d said.

Under the neon lights, his ears turned faintly pink.

Changfa Jiyao burst into laughter.

“Pfft—I can’t wait to see Qinghai Guzhou’s face when he finds out,” she snickered, then suddenly remembered something. “Wait, Xiao Ye, why were there those hate threads about you on the forum?”

At this, Chu Yun’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Back when he thought the forum photos were real, he hadn’t questioned it.

But now, seeing Ye Shaohua in person, he couldn’t help but suspect someone had deliberately smeared her.

Ye Shaohua merely curved her lips into a faint, crimson smile. Her cool gaze sharpened for a fleeting moment before settling back into its usual lazy indifference.

She already knew who was behind it.

After their meetup, Changfa Jiyao followed Ye Shaohua back to the Ye residence.

Chu Yun escorted them to the gate, lingered for a long moment, then finally chuckled to himself and drove off.

He had postponed an entire afternoon’s schedule just for this meeting.

Now, it was time to make up for lost work.

At the office.

“Mr. Lin, you’re still here?” The assistants and secretaries waiting for Chu Yun’s return were surprised to see Lin Ye still in the office.

Lin Ye wasn’t exactly known for his work ethic.

He waved them off without a word, his attention fixed on the game interface.

Truthfully, he’d finished his work hours ago. He knew Chu Yun was meeting Ye Shang Chuyang today.

For reasons even he couldn’t explain, he hadn’t gone home.

Instead, he’d stayed behind, waiting for Chu Yun to return.

When Chu Yun finally arrived, it was nearly 10 PM.

The secretaries and assistants had been preparing to work overtime with him. The moment he stepped in, he dove straight into his backlog.

Lin Ye emerged from the break room with a glass of water, feigning nonchalance as he approached Chu Yun’s desk.

“So… how did the meetup with Ye Shang Chuyang go?” he asked casually. “Did you… see what she really looks like?”

What he really wanted to ask was—

Was she really like the photos online?