Jiang Yusen’s face changed so quickly—what a shame he wasn’t an actor!
Lin Wanqing’s face was full of contempt as she wondered how someone like him ever became a leading man. His face was the only thing he had going for him.
He and the female lead truly were a match made in heaven—a scumbag and a slut!
Even Song Huixin, listening from the side, felt like gagging.
“I think you’re just too idle!” Lin Wanqing sneered coldly. “If you have that much free time, you should grab a mirror and take a good look at yourself. Haven’t you figured out the situation yet? It’s not about whether you’re willing to get the marriage certificate with me! It’s that I don’t want to get one with you. I have a fiancé—Jiang Yusen—my man is from the military district. What you’re saying right now is interfering with a military marriage, understand?”
“There’s no point wasting words on someone like him!” Song Huixin said with disgust, hands on her hips as she glared at Jiang Yusen. “Get lost! Seeing something so unlucky first thing in the morning—pfft! It’s dirtying my eyes.”
Lin Wanqing treating him like this was one thing, but Song Huixin, who usually fawned over him from behind, was also speaking to him in this tone!
Jiang Yusen’s mentality shifted dramatically in that moment!
Song Huixin and Lin Wanqing must have both taken the wrong pills.
He thought of Moli and forced himself to calm down.
“Moli is still young. I believe she definitely didn’t mean it. Wanqing, stop pursuing this,” Jiang Yusen said with difficulty. “How about we make a deal? As long as it’s within my ability, I’ll definitely do it, but you have to keep your word and let Moli go.”
“That’s easy!”
Lin Wanqing raised an eyebrow at this. “Su Moli nearly ruined my reputation. How about this—what if I scheme against her the same way? Let Su Moli taste what it feels like.”
Jiang Yusen’s face changed drastically. “How can you propose such an excessive condition!”
“Moli already knows she was wrong. Why won’t you forgive her?”
“Lin Wanqing, you’ve never suffered much in your life. Moli isn’t like you!”
“…” This dog of a man was starting to gaslight her.
Lin Wanqing’s patience was completely exhausted.
“What does Su Moli’s difficult childhood have to do with me? If anything, she can only blame her bad luck!”
“Second, she did something to hurt me—does that mean I have to accept her apology just because she gave one?”
“Third, I’m only giving her a taste of her own medicine. That’s not excessive.”
Lin Wanqing responded to each point, and Jiang Yusen opened his mouth to say more, but Song Huixin beside her couldn’t listen any longer!
She was famously hot-tempered and not to be trifled with in the entertainment industry!
The fact that she’d held back this long was already a miracle.
Song Huixin looked left and right, found no convenient weapon, so she simply took off her heeled shoe and started smashing it over Jiang Yusen’s head with a series of loud thuds!
“Ah! Song Huixin, what the hell are you doing? Damn it!”
Jiang Yusen couldn’t defend himself for a moment, covering his head and dodging. When Lin Wanqing saw he was about to fight back, she immediately joined the fray!
Daring to bully her best friend? Dream on!
This dog of a man wasn’t touching a single hair on Huixin’s head!
Lin Wanqing and Song Huixin gave Jiang Yusen a thorough beating together.
Shen Yunzheng, who had heard the commotion early on and was standing at the door, never once tried to stop them or mediate.
He watched Jiang Yusen’s other movements and, almost instantly, grabbed his wrist and flung him away—
Song Huixin’s hair was a bit messy from just waking up. She steadied herself on Lin Wanqing’s arm, put her shoes back on, and let out a breath. Satisfying!
Lin Wanqing looked at his disheveled state and felt considerably more relieved herself.
“If you don’t get out of here now, I can’t guarantee you’ll leave here alive.”
Jiang Yusen had no choice but to leave in disgrace.
It wasn’t that he was afraid of the two women—it was Lin Wanqing’s nominal fiancé he feared.
He knew this fiancé of Lin Wanqing’s had been arranged for her by the Lin family early on, and Jiang Yusen hadn’t cared at first.
The main reason was that Lin Wanqing liked him and had mentioned breaking off her engagement with her fiancé.
Besides, what era was this now?
Arranged marriages by parents with a matchmaker’s word had long since stopped being valid.
But now that he’d seen Lin Wanqing’s fiancé, Jiang Yusen inexplicably felt his own presence diminish in front of this man.
Although he’d long wanted to dump Lin Wanqing and marry Moli, there was still a clear difference between him dumping someone and someone dumping him.
Lin Wanqing had also said this man was from the military district? What position did he hold there?
These questions all piqued Jiang Yusen’s curiosity, so much so that he even forgot Moli was still locked up at the station.
“…”
“Does your hand hurt?”
Lin Wanqing’s first concern was Song Huixin’s hands—she didn’t know if she’d hurt herself while hitting that dog earlier.
“It doesn’t hurt!” Song Huixin shook her head. “Getting to beat someone up before we leave—that was so satisfying! That bastard actually had the nerve to come swaggering up to us. He was clearly asking for a beating!”
“Yeah…” Lin Wanqing agreed with what Song Huixin said. There was nothing left to handle in the capital now. They could head to the train station after breakfast.
Also—
“What are your plans regarding Su Moli?”
Lin Wanqing directed the question at the man.
He’d been the one arranging everything, so he definitely knew.
Shen Yunzheng’s voice was calm. “At the very least, she’ll be locked up for a few years. If she behaves well in there, she might even get released early.”
“A few years is letting her off way too easy! She should stay in there for the rest of her life and never come out.” Song Huixin cursed viciously.
That probably wasn’t possible—the female lead had her halo, after all. Lin Wanqing suspected that Jiang Yusen wouldn’t just sit back and wait. Maybe the two of them still had tricks up their sleeves.
But no matter what, giving Jiang Yusen a thorough beating today had certainly vented some of her pent-up anger!
…
The train from the capital to the south took at least a full day and night. Lin Wanqing and Song Huixin sat together, with Shen Yunzheng across from them.
The man’s expression was somewhat grim.
Lin Wanqing simply assumed he was tired.
“There are a lot of pickpockets on the train. As long as one of us keeps watch, that’s enough. You go ahead and sleep!” Lin Wanqing adjusted the sleeping Huixin in her arms into a more comfortable position. Huixin was thin, her entire upper body lying across Lin Wanqing’s lap. The train seats were narrow, but that didn’t stop her from sleeping.
“She can sleep that well?”
Shen Yunzheng was referring to Song Huixin. “Why don’t you let her lie on the seat by herself, and you come over and lean on me for a bit?”
“No need. Lying directly on the seat is too hard, and the height is a bit too low—she won’t sleep comfortably.” Lin Wanqing refused outright.
Shen Yunzheng: “…”
“I’m not sleepy.” To be precise, Lin Wanqing had no drowsiness at all—her mind was entirely occupied with plans for the unknown life ahead.
She was used to staying up late anyway; the two best friends both enjoyed it.
Except one stayed up for experiments, while the other wanted to fully savor the nightlife.
Lin Wanqing had slept quite well last night, which was why she felt no drowsiness now.
“Your eyes are bloodshot from staying up.”
Shen Yunzheng’s expression turned serious. This was “not sleepy”?
“My eyes are a bit tired, but my mind is clear.” Lin Wanqing couldn’t sleep, especially in such a noisy environment.
“You two seem to have a pretty close relationship.”