Chapter 318: 【The Double J Strategy

"Can I know what happened last night?"

This question is actually quite difficult for Jessica, who is competitive, sensitive, and has a complex history.

After all, she never wanted to bow her head or anything of the sort in front of Zheng Xiuyan.

Even if she were to lose, she had to lose with some dignity, rather than simply losing that key segment of her memory.

For Jessica, this was simply a form of mental torture. This book was first published on Tian Tian Kan Novels, ttk. tw, which is super practical and provides you with an error-free and non-disordered reading experience.

So she needs to know the truth, even if the scene is highly likely to make her embarrassed or drive her crazy.

As for Lin Xiuyuan, who was stared at and asked, his movement of drinking porridge paused instantly upon hearing this question.

Almost instinctively, he immediately turned his gaze toward Zheng Xiuyan opposite him, his eyes filled with obvious inquiry, almost blurting out: You answer this one.

After all, regarding the outcome and aftermath of last night, the actions and circumstances of Zheng Xiuyan, as the sober participant and the winner, were quite special.

And when Zheng Xiuyan saw the look Lin Xiuyuan sent over, along with the question she heard in her ears, she also immediately curled her lips into an arc.

That smile carried undisguised smugness, as well as a trace of cat-and-mouse playfulness.

She then picked up a tissue to elegantly wipe the corner of her mouth, and looked slowly at the tense Jessica beside her who was waiting for an answer, "How should I put it, Jessica, you have to be a good sport when you lose—"

She deliberately called out Jessica's name, her tone even quite intimate, "So according to the situation of the bet, whether I say it or not, whether I tell you or not, that depends on my mood."

Zheng Xiuyan, drawing out her tone, savored the flash of frustration and helplessness on Jessica's face, and her smile became even more brilliant.

"Anyway, for now, just stay curious; I don't intend to tell you for the time being."

This extremely willful answer, carrying the ease of a winner, directly stunned Jessica, and for a moment, she didn't even react.

She probably didn't expect Zheng Xiuyan to be truly this—despicable.

And Zheng Xiuyan over there, after finishing her answer, didn't forget to wink at Lin Xiuyuan, signaling for him to cooperate with her quickly.

Seeing this, Lin Xiuyuan, having received the signal, also very tactfully shrugged at Jessica, his face revealing a smile that was slightly apologetic but actually helpless.

His tone was innocent and carried a bit of the helplessness of being forced into it, "Jessica, you know, I'm also a part of this bet; if Xiuyan won't let me say it, then I can only keep my mouth shut."

The subtext of this sentence was already very obvious.

What happened last night was a matter between the two of you; he had no authority to unilaterally reveal the secret, especially when Zheng Xiuyan, the winner, was unwilling.

"You—"

Thus, Jessica, having finished listening to Lin Xiuyuan's answer, finally came back to her senses.

At the same time, she was also angered to the point of a stifled breath by Zheng Xiuyan's smug appearance and Lin Xiuyuan's attitude, which she viewed as somewhat "biased."

【Line 26 is a continuation of the previous sentence's thought.】

The fingers holding the disposable chopsticks tightened unconsciously, and the inferior wooden chopsticks immediately made an unbearable "creak" sound in her hand, as if they were about to snap in the next second.

Zheng Xiuyan watched Jessica, who clearly wanted to slaughter her but was helpless and could only sulk, and truly felt that the Breakfast before her was even more delicious.

So the smile on her face became even more cheerful and bright, as if the morning sunlight were all concentrated on her face.

And just as she was feeling smug about thinking she was going to sweep the board as a winner, Jessica, sitting to the side, finally could no longer endure it.

The headache from last night's hangover, the unease brought by the memory gap, the mockery and frustration of being schemed against by Zheng Xiuyan, and so on and so forth—

All these emotions, mixed with the residual alcohol from the hangover, were instantly triggered by the stimulation of Zheng Xiuyan's smug smile, crashing through the calm Jessica had been struggling to maintain.

She didn't even think; her body reacted before her reason.

She directly grabbed a fluffy throw pillow from the sofa beside her and smashed it toward that hateful face opposite her, which was exactly the same as her own.

At the same time, her pent-up shame and anger also burst out, "Zheng Xiuyan, don't think that just because you won't say it, I can't guess what disgusting things you did last night!"

Jessica's voice trembled slightly due to her excitement, "Isn't it just sitting on my face and messing with me? You bitch, besides these low-down tactics, what else can you do??"

Zheng Xiuyan, who had just picked up her spoon and intended to drink some more porridge to calm her mood, never expected Jessica

to suddenly be so crazy, resorting to violence without a word, and with a weapon at that.

So, caught off guard, she failed to dodge in time.

With a muffled "bang," the soft pillow hit her face squarely; although it didn't hurt, the impact made her head tilt backward.

But the worst part was that the half-bowl of porridge she was holding tilted instantly due to the jolt, and the warm porridge spilled out.

It not only dirtied the front of her own pajamas but also splashed onto the carpet and the coffee table.

"Ah!!!!"

This situation made Zheng Xiuyan exclaim, and then she stared at the mess of porridge on her chest and the chaos on the floor, stunned for a second.

Immediately, a surge of anger from being ambushed and insulted rushed straight to the top of her head!!!!

Being bullied?

It had always been her, Zheng Xiuyan, bullying others!

So she didn't bother with nonsense; whatever elegance, whatever poise, could all go to hell at this moment.

She backhanded another pillow from beside her and, like a provoked little lion, lunged directly at Jessica across the sofa.

Her mouth also began to shout and scream, her voice urgent and angry.

"What bitch, what disgusting things? Jessica, you old woman, you don't even know how to be a good sport when you lose, right? If you can't play, then don't play!"

While lunging over, she was so angry she spoke without thinking, "I get it, you're old, right? You're playing the rogue, right? Don't think I don't dare to hit you. I've been holding a belly full of anger toward you for a long time, starting from half a year ago!!"

However, Jessica, who had long anticipated that Zheng Xiuyan would retaliate fiercely, subconsciously reached out to block her the moment the other party lunged over, attempting to fend her off.

But there was no help for it; the objective gap in their bodies was there.

Although Jessica had paid attention to maintenance over the years, she had neglected high-intensity physical training;

While the young Zheng Xiuyan was at her physical peak, and because she was continuously rehearsing for tours, her strength, agility, and endurance were all in their best state.

So Jessica's block was still in an inferior position, to the point that it appeared so powerless in front of Zheng Xiuyan's all-out lunge.

"Ugh!!"

Thus, one only saw Jessica let out a muffled groan, directly tackled into the spacious sofa by Zheng Xiuyan, her whole person pinned firmly underneath.

However, even in an inferior position, Jessica was no pushover.

While being pinned down, one of her feet instinctively lifted, knee bent, attempting to kick Zheng Xiuyan in the waist or thigh to shove her off.

But she had forgotten about the coffee table, so the kick missed its target and instead landed solidly on the edge of the coffee table in front of her.

"Crash—!!!"

This kick caused the coffee table to shake violently, and the bowl of untouched Century Egg and Lean Pork Congee, a plate of soup dumplings, and several plates of dipping sauce placed on it were all knocked over by the impact.

The congee bowl tipped, and the thick congee spilled onto Jessica's own bathrobe hem and bare calves.

The soup dumplings rolled out, sauce splattering everywhere in a complete mess.

Taking advantage of the moment Jessica was distracted by missing her kick and knocking things over, Zheng Xiuyan, who was on top, had completely gained the upper hand, using her weight and the strength of her youth to pin Jessica firmly against the sofa back, leaving her unable to move.

Immediately following this, the anger from having her face hit just moments ago found an outlet.

Raising the cushion in her hand high, she smashed it down onto the pinned Jessica, one blow after another—though not heavy, they were full of humiliation.

She kept scolding, "You crazy woman!! It's one thing that you were blind enough to find a piece of trash and mess up your own life! But now you don't even have the courage to admit defeat when you lose a bet!!! I'll show you for hitting me!

I'll show you for calling me a bitch!!"

With every word Zheng Xiuyan spoke, her hand struck once.

Facing this fierce attack, Jessica had no room for a counterattack for the time being; not only were her arms pinned by Zheng Xiuyan's clever leverage, but her body was also held down so tightly that she could only twist in an attempt to break free, yet she was left dazed by the cushion strikes.

The psychological humiliation was truly miserable.

And earlier, the moment Jessica grabbed the cushion to hit Zheng Xiuyan, Lin Xiuyuan, who had been sitting to the side quietly eating his congee, reacted with incredible speed.

Almost reflexively, he quickly lifted his bowl of Seafood Congee, which still had more than half left, with both hands, grabbed his phone from the coffee table with the other, and with a dashing motion, "whooshed" up from the sofa.

Then, in two or three steps, he quickly retreated from the center of the war zone.

He hid directly in the safe corner between the Living Room and the floor-to-ceiling window, using the air as a shield in front of him.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he calmly took another sip of the Seafood Congee in his hand that had escaped disaster.

While chewing, he calmly watched the "all-out brawl" unfolding on the sofa.

At the same time, he didn't forget to unlock his phone, his fingers moving rapidly across the screen to find the restaurant where he had ordered Breakfast earlier, and decisively placed another order.

Hmm, let's add two more Soy Milk; they'll probably need to drink some once they're tired from fighting.

He even thoughtfully supplemented the order.

After handling the logistics, Lin Xiuyuan looked up again, watching the battle on the sofa with composure.

Who would have thought that in just this short while, the battle had escalated.

Jessica and Zheng Xiuyan had completely evolved from their initial cushion-throwing into a physical wrestling match.

They were rolling on the sofa, pulling and tearing at each other's clothes.

Two buttons on Zheng Xiuyan's pajamas were ripped open, revealing a patch of fair skin and her delicate collarbone.

And the bath towel Jessica had been wearing, which wasn't wrapped very tightly to begin with, had completely come undone during the struggle, sliding down most of the way and barely hanging onto her waist, while her silk pajamas on her upper body were also torn off.

Her entire beautiful body was almost completely exposed to the morning sun, her dazzling fairness and curves fully revealed.

The skin of the two, both fair and smooth yet slightly different due to age and experience, formed a sharp and eerie contrast in the morning light filtering through the window, filled with a strange mixture of violence and sexiness.

At the same time, Zheng Xiuyan was shouting some critical lines that made Jessica, pinned underneath, both annoyed and ashamed, causing her face to flush red.

"Jessica! You're no different from an old crazy woman now!" Zheng Xiuyan panted while trying to suppress Jessica's resistance, mocking her, "You don't even know how to trim your hair, do you? Where did your professionalism as an idol go?

Did you eat it with your meals?? Ah, you almost smeared it all over my mouth last night; luckily I discovered it in time and dodged it!!!"

"But you really have the nerve!" she continued to output, her tone disdainful, "You're at your age, and you're still doing this 'black-to-pink' fan act; have you no shame!!"

"The 'black-to-pink' thing is one thing, but shave first, you idiot!!!"

"And another thing!"

Zheng Xiuyan's gaze swept over Jessica's breasts, which appeared less perky due to her posture and gravity, and continued to twist the knife.

"Look at how saggy these have become; you don't even know how to exercise to tone up. You really have the nerve to go to bed with Lin Xiuyuan looking like this; even I can't be bothered to look at them for more than a few seconds."

If the previous words were still okay, then this last sentence not only attacked her figure but also pointed directly at their intimate friction with the opposite sex; it could only be said that the lethality was immense.

So, listening to these critical remarks one after another, increasingly private and increasingly mean, especially the last comment involving Lin Xiuyuan.

Jessica was finally completely enraged, shouting in shame and anger.

"Ah!!! Zheng Xiuyan!!! I'll kill you!!!"

After letting out a near-breakdown scream, Jessica found a burst of strength from somewhere, suddenly turning over in an attempt to flip Zheng Xiuyan, who was on top of her, over.

However, the ideal was plump, but the reality was skinny.

Just like before, she might have had a bit of explosive power, but her endurance and core strength were truly inferior to Zheng Xiuyan, who had been rehearsing intensely for the tour recently and was full of stamina.

Therefore, her desperate struggle in extreme anger really only amounted to "a moment of anger."

"Ugh!!!"

She successfully made Zheng Xiuyan sway a little.

But that was all.

Regarding this counterattack, Zheng Xiuyan only needed to slightly adjust her center of gravity, clamp down with her legs, and press firmly on Jessica's shoulders with her hands, instantly stabilizing the situation again by relying on her superior physical fitness.

And with an even more aggressive posture, she once again firmly suppressed Jessica back into the sofa.

"Is that it?" Zheng Xiuyan panted, her face flushed from the exercise and excitement, her eyes filled with the contempt of a victor and a hint of the pleasure of revenge.

Watching this scene, Lin Xiuyuan, who was watching the battle from the safe zone in the corner, inexplicably recalled the duel between another pair of "twins."

Park Jiyeon and Dalongzai.

Those two had more experience, and the more skilled Dalongzai eventually won against the young and strong Park Jiyeon.

But the situation here seemed to be the exact opposite.

It was the young and strong Zheng Xiuyan suppressing the older but out-of-shape Jessica.

"Truly the same recipe, but a different result."

After silently complaining in his heart, Lin Xiuyuan took another sip of congee to calm his nerves.

When he pulled himself out of this brief recollection and looked over there again, the battle seemed to be nearing its end.

Jessica, who had been completely suppressed and mercilessly mocked, finally lacked the strength to struggle due to exhaustion, compounded by her already weakened state from a hangover.

That burst of energy just now seemed to have used up the very last of her strength.

Her hands hung down powerlessly, splayed out at her sides.

Her chest heaved violently as she gasped for air, her eyes filled with unwillingness, exhaustion, and a hint of self-abandoning gloom.

Zheng Xiuyan looked down at her from above; although she was also panting, her eyes were bright and sharp.

She asked again, "Do you admit defeat? Hmm?"

Jessica, being asked, merely turned her head to the side, squeezed her eyes and lips shut, and let out a stubborn snort from her nose.

She would never admit defeat out loud, even if it killed her.

This was her final shred of dignity.

Seeing this, Zheng Xiuyan raised an eyebrow, seemingly wanting to use a bit more force or say something even more provocative to pressure the other party.

But at this moment, Lin Xiuyuan, who had been watching the battle and providing logistical support from the corner, knew that it could not continue; it was time for him, the peacemaker, to step in.

If they kept fighting, they would really end up hurting their bones and muscles or completely tearing their relationship apart, although their faces were already pretty much torn apart by now.

So he hurriedly placed the bowl of Seafood Congee he had been drinking from onto the windowsill beside him, then walked forward quickly.

The hero, enters the stage!!!

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