Chapter 39: Angry
"Miss, what are you fussing about at this late hour?"
Mrs. Xu rubbed her sleepy eyes, wearing pajamas as she walked out of the bedroom. She had been sleeping soundly until the persistent noise, still strong after passing through two doors, woke her up. Xiao Moyan's furious shouts thundered through her ears.
Xiao Moyan had no time to deal with Mrs. Xu. She yelled wildly into her phone,
"Fang Ruolin, I didn't tell you to go on a trip!"
On the other end of the phone, Fang Ruolin was completely bewildered by the shouting, and asked in confusion,
"What trip? What's going on with you again?"
Xiao Moyan recalled the disgusting smacking sound she heard from Lan Chen on the phone, her body trembling with anger.
"What did I tell you, Lan Chen? Keep an eye on her for me!"
"She's fine, what's wrong?"
Fang Ruolin asked in astonishment. What happened to Lan Chen? Just a few of them, including the director, had just had a little warming drink and were yelling to go back to rest, so what's bothering Xiao Moyan again? Could it be that she went to find Xia Lingying without knowing how to live or die?
Sure enough, Xiao Moyan's furious voice came through,
"What's wrong with Lan Chen? She actually ran into my woman's room to confess her love! Listen to that voice, who knows how much horse urine she's been drinking!"
Fang Ruolin chuckled in exasperation upon hearing this, saying,
"I can't control someone else's confession of love; that's the most basic personal freedom. Also, Xiao Moyan, could you not be so harsh? Beer is horse urine? Then how much urine have you drunk before?"
Xiao Moyan wasn't in the mood to joke with her,
"Fine, you won't handle it? I'll do it myself!"
"..."
Mrs. Xu listened for a while nearby and roughly understood. It must be Lan Chen, that restless person, teasing Xiaxia and provoking Miss again. Mrs. Xu shook her head and comforted her,
"Miss, don't be too angry."
Xiao Moyan angrily hung up the phone, continuing to ignore Mrs. Xu, who was anxiously beside her. Could she not be angry? The first time she confessed her love to someone, she ended up like this. Apparently, confessions also need to come in groups? Also, why did Lan Chen go to her woman's room so late if she wasn't drinking? She completely trusted her woman, Xia Lingying, who would never tolerate Lan Chen's nonsense. It must be that Lan Chen, under the influence of alcohol, acted up and acted recklessly. But the thought of another delusional person in her woman's room made Xiao Moyan extremely uncomfortable all over. She wished she could fly to Xia Lingying immediately and declare her ownership. Xiao Moyan tried hard to calm herself down. After thinking for a moment, she turned and picked up the phone again, calling A'Sen,
"Hello, A'Sen, I'm going to find Xiaxia now. You have half an hour to prepare. I'll depart immediately in half an hour."
"Got it."
A'Sen replied calmly without asking more questions,
"Why are you going?"
"I'm going to find Xiaxia."
Mrs. Xu's face darkened when she heard this.
"What are you joking about? In this bitter winter, dragging your half-crippled body to find her? Forget about it!"
"You mind your own business!"
Xiao Moyan rarely used such harsh words with Mrs. Xu, indicating she was truly upset this time.
Mrs. Xu was visibly angered, staring at Xiao Moyan with wide eyes.
"Miss, don't you trust Xiaxia?"
"I don't trust Lan Chen!"
Leaving these words behind, Xiao Moyan hastily threw on her coat and rushed out. Mrs. Xu sighed as she watched her leave, shaking her head, and then walked back to the bedroom.
Miss, just this Lan Chen makes you like this. If... if I told you Xiaxia has a childhood sweetheart who proposed to her, how would you react...
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When Fang Ruolin rushed into Xia Lingying's room, Lan Chen was lying on the bed, drunk and wild, waving her hands aimlessly and humming incessantly. One of her slippers had fallen off, and her hair was disheveled, presenting a pitiful sight.
Xia Lingying stood by with crossed arms, watching her coldly, tightly gripping her phone with a serious expression, lost in thought.
Fang Ruolin sighed, swiftly approaching the bedside. She aimed her big hand at Lan Chen's bottom and with a loud "smack," she struck her fiercely. Xia Lingying beside her widened her eyes in disbelief, staring at Fang Ruolin, who in her eyes had always been quiet and polite. Meanwhile, Lan Chen on the bed let out a cry of pain, clutching her bottom as she rolled onto the floor.
"Lan Chen, get up! Stop pretending to be drunk. Do you think I don't know your tolerance for alcohol?!"
Lan Chen vigorously rubbed her bottom with her left hand, wincing in pain, her face contorted. Fang Ruolin had been a journalist for six years, carrying cameras around the world daily. Her strength was evident, as she had put all her power into this slap, intending to make Lan Chen feel it to her core. It wasn't just to show her disdain for Lan Chen's unruliness, but more importantly, to express her dissatisfaction with Xiao Moyan.
Fang Ruolin has loved Xiao Moyan for a long, long time. She would never cling like Lan Chen, but a woman's jealousy is inevitable. Seeing Xiao Moyan, who is usually carefree and never serious about anyone, become so sensitive because of this woman in front of her, pleading quietly to her not to be bullied, and then going off on her in the middle of the night for inadequate protection, honestly, at that moment, Fang Ruolin felt not just heartache but also a deep sense of pity. She pitied Xiao Moyan, pitied the queen who had to lower her head for Xia Lingying. This was not what she wanted to see. In Fang Ruolin's mind, Xiao Moyan should always be carefree and aloof, showing no mercy to anyone, a queen held high in everyone's hands.
Watching Lan Chen still rolling on the ground, Fang Ruolin remained silent. She glanced at the time on her phone; it had been two hours since Xiao Moyan hung up. If she wasn't mistaken, Xiao Moyan's plane should be arriving soon. Fang Ruolin sighed, her voice softening,
"Lan Chen, get up quickly, or there will be consequences you won't want to see."
"Fang Ruolin... You... you're simply not human..."
Lan Chen's drunkenness was long gone, clutched her butt, and grabbed the bedsheet to climb up from the floor, tears welling in her eyes as she looked at Fang Ruolin. She really did hit her! Lan Chen couldn't understand this woman anymore. To Lan Chen, if you like someone, you should go after them, even if the outcome isn't ideal. At least you'd have tried and wouldn't regret it later. But Fang Ruolin? She silently stayed by Xiao Moyan's side for four years, smoothing over one scandal after another without expecting anything in return. Is that what she called love? Watching Xiao Moyan get intimate with other women, wasn't she jealous or sad? And now she's here protecting her rival in love! What was wrong with this woman?
Lan Chen spread her legs and sat on Xia Lingying's bed, looking defiant.
"I'm not leaving today. What can you do about it? Huh?"
"Lan Chen, are you being childish?"
"I want to!"
"Enough!"
Xia Lingying, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, her voice cold and emotionless.
"Leave, now."
Xia Lingying raised her arm and pointed outside the door, her face tense with rage. The surrounding pressure dropped instantly, even Fang Ruolin felt the oppressive atmosphere. A person who is normally reserved is terrifying when angry, let alone someone like an iceberg.
Lan Chen shivered unconsciously, looking up at Xia Lingying. She wanted to say something but was silenced by her icy gaze. Pouting, she flung her arms and started to walk out.
"A gentleman's revenge is never too late. Xia Lingying, I must get you!"
Fang Ruolin stood aside, staring at Xia Lingying without saying a word. Thoughts swirled in her mind as she pressed her lips together and followed Lan Chen out.
As soon as Lan Chen opened the door, a cold gust of wind blew into her collar. She shrank her neck, just taking a step out, when she heard the hurried sound of high heels in the hallway, one after another, fast and forceful. Unexplainably, her heart filled with panic. Lan Chen raised her head sharply at the approaching sound and instantly felt weak, freezing in place. Fang Ruolin, standing behind Lan Chen, was taken aback by her reaction. She looked up, and for a moment, her eyes were dazzled.
Xiao Moyan walked towards them with an expressionless face. She had left in a hurry and was dressed casually. Her long hair was tied up high, and she wore black casual pants that made her legs look long and slender. She had a V-neck thin sweater on top and an English-style duffle coat over it. Even the black-framed glasses on her face remained. Unlike her usual charming appearance, this time, Xiao Moyan exuded a very androgynous and handsome vibe. Fang Ruolin, seeing Xiao Moyan like this for the first time, stared in a daze.
At that moment, Xiao Moyan grabbed Lan Chen's collar with her left hand and yanked her forcefully to the ground.
"Xiao—no—"
Fang Ruolin shouted, lunging forward. Having followed Xiao Moyan for many years, she knew her skills well. Xiao Moyan's father, Xiao Nian, had nearly lost his life in an ambush while negotiating a business deal. Due to this painful experience, despite having bodyguards for 24-hour protection, Xiao Nian still didn't feel at ease. Consequently, Xiao Moyan had been trained in basic self-defense techniques from a young age, enduring much hardship. Over the years, she had achieved considerable skill. Xiao Moyan's abilities were not something ordinary people could withstand. Even though her right hand was impaired, if she kept hitting like this, the already drunken Lan Chen would be seriously hurt.
Lan Chen staggered to her feet and was about to say something when, unexpectedly, another kick came flying her way.
"Ugh—"
Lan Chen held her stomach and squatted on the ground. Cold sweat streamed down her forehead. Xiao Moyan clenched her teeth, still refusing to give up. She pushed away the approaching Fang Ruolin, lifted her right foot, and kicked forcefully.
Lan Chen screamed miserably as her right shoulder was hit. She lay on the ground. Fang Ruolin was stunned by Xiao Moyan's stance and did not dare to move at all. Xia Linying, who heard the commotion from inside the room, hurriedly ran out. What she saw was Xiao Moyan's angry face and Lan Chen gasping on the ground.
"Xiao..."
Xia Linying anxiously looked at Xiao Moyan and timidly spoke. It was her first time seeing Xiao Moyan like this. Recalling past events, she couldn't help but feel fearful. Xiao Moyan raised her head and glanced at Xia Linying. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the anger in them was about to overflow. Xiao Moyan stepped forward, grabbed Xia Linying's left hand, and pulled her into the room forcefully. Without looking at Lan Chen and Fang Ruolin again, she slammed the door shut with a "bang."
Author's Note:
I'm sorry, everyone. There have been some issues at home recently, so updates have been a bit slow. Starting from October 1st, Yezi will try my best to update daily. O(∩_∩)O~