Chapter 108: Second Master Pei is truly romantic

Ning Chu stared in terror at the text message page on her phone until the screen automatically went dark, the black surface reflecting her pale, bloodless face.

She frantically unlocked the screen.

Because her hands were shaking so violently, the phone fell onto the top of her foot; she stifled a sob, picked it up, and sent a message: 【Who exactly are you?】

But this message was like a stone sinking into the ocean, and there was no further response.

Who exactly was this person?

Why did the other party know what she had done? Could it be that she had been watched all along, and what was the other party's goal?

Was that horse breeder at the Horse Racing Track already dead?

Why did that person want to kill him?

She had only wanted to teach Zhu Yuan a lesson; Zhu Yuan had been living too smoothly lately, which was an eyesore to her, and she couldn't stand it and wanted to vent her anger, but she had never intended to take Zhu Yuan's life.

She had only told the horse breeder to add something to the feed of the horse Zhu Yuan was riding, to make the horse suddenly lose its strength and cause Zhu Yuan to fall off.

How did it end up costing a life?

Ning Chu was so scared she didn't sleep all night.

When dawn broke the next day, she lay in bed feeling as if she were ill. But she didn't dare not go to the theater; since something had just happened at the Horse Racing Track yesterday, it would easily arouse suspicion if she hid at home.

After leaving home, she had someone look into the source of that strange number from last night.

But they couldn't find anything at all.

Who on earth is it!

Ning Chu felt like she was going crazy, and she went to the rehearsal hall in a daze.

She glanced at Zhu Yuan, who was practicing dance at the edge of the stage, and a sense of guilt welled up in her heart; she looked away.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

She was startled.

Usually, during rehearsals, everyone would lock their phones in the locker room cabinets to avoid outside interference; she had been so flustered that she had forgotten to lock her phone in the cabinet.

It was another message from that same number.

——There will be many people at the theater tonight; let Zhu Yuan have an accident, the more people who see it, the better.

"Ning Chu!"

Someone called out to Ning Chu.

The phone clattered to the floor; Ning Chu hurriedly picked it up, pressed the screen against her thigh, and looked at the director walking toward her. The suffocating feeling of her heart jumping into her throat made her face turn white.

"What's wrong, didn't you rest well?"

"No, nothing." Ning Chu's eyes drifted, and after saying this, she hurried to the stage.

She lowered her head and glanced at the phone screen; the message sent by the other party quickly disappeared, just like last night.

Because she had been in a state of tension all day, Ning Chu made many mistakes during rehearsal; the director was frustrated that she wouldn't improve and compared her to Zhu Yuan, saying everywhere that Zhu Yuan was better and that Zhu Yuan had a strong grasp of things.

"Can you stop talking!" Ning Chu could no longer bear it and angrily interrupted the director, gritting her teeth, "What kind of thing is Zhu Yuan!"

In a fit of rage, she left the rehearsal hall and returned to the lounge.

The rehearsal hall fell silent instantly, and the director spoke first, "Let's take a break; it's dinner time anyway."

The meals ordered by the theater troupe were delivered to the rehearsal hall.

"Has the food been getting better lately?" Ji Xiang looked at the long line of delicious food and exclaimed in amazement.

Although the food had been good before, after all, the theater troupe was an industry of the Pei Family, and the Pei Family was not short of money and would not mistreat them.

However, it had been excessively good lately, as if they were being treated like ancestors.

"It's delicious, but why are there so many spicy dishes? I can't really eat spicy food." Du Chenming sat in the corner furthest from Zhu Yuan.

He had been warned not to approach Zhu Yuan after leaving the stage, or his hands would be broken.

"Delicious."

On the other side, Zhu Yuan was focused on eating; the spicy chicken in front of her was one of her favorite dishes, delicious and great with rice.

The director gave her a meaningful look, Du Chenming gasped, the others' expressions were inscrutable, and Ji Xiang suddenly realized: "So it was catering to her preferences!"

She leaned close to Zhu Yuan and said suggestively, "Second Master is truly romantic."

After all, the theater was an industry of the Pei Family; this was no longer a secret. Although the boss behind the scenes was Pei Ling's older brother, the theater troupe would do whatever Pei Ling said with a single word.

Zhu Yuan looked at the people with their various expressions, nearly choked on a mouthful of rice, and whispered to remind Ji Xiang, "Don't talk nonsense."

However, she also noticed that the recent meals were very much to her taste.

Pei Ling shouldn't know what she liked to eat, and he was just bent on teasing her and making things difficult for Sheng Yu; it was impossible for him to be attentive to her affairs.

She suddenly thought of a possibility, but felt the idea was too absurd, took a deep breath, and continued eating.

The sky had already darkened, and it was raining outside, though she didn't know when it started; the pattering raindrops hit the glass window, and the temperature had also dropped.

After finishing her meal, Zhu Yuan sneezed.

"Are you cold?" Ji Xiang asked with concern.

"A little, I'm going downstairs to get a jacket."

Ji Xiang stopped her, "I'll go get it for you; you have to continue rehearsing later, running back and forth is too tiring. I'm stuffed anyway, so I'll walk it off after the meal."

"Hey, Ji Xiang!" Zhu Yuan didn't have time to call her back; Ji Xiang had already slipped away.

A play was being performed on the stage on the first floor.

Today was the weekend, and there were more audience members than usual.

Ji Xiang hummed a little tune as she went downstairs and opened the door to the locker room, preparing to get Zhu Yuan's jacket, when she suddenly saw a person wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses, and a mask standing in front of Zhu Yuan's locker.

And the lock on Zhu Yuan's locker door had been pried open, and the other party was taking something out of it.

"Who are you!" Ji Xiang shouted.

The other party was stunned, clearly not expecting anyone to come to the locker room at this time, and hurriedly took the item from the locker and stuffed it into their pocket.

Ji Xiang recognized at a glance that it was Zhu Yuan's phone!

"Thief!"

Ji Xiang shouted, and the other person rushed toward her, pushed her away with force, and ran out of the dressing room.

Ji Xiang bumped into the door and hurriedly chased after them, shouting loudly as she ran: "Catch the thief! Catch the thief!"

But the music from the stage was very loud, drowning out her shouts; at this time, people were rehearsing upstairs and a performance was going on in front, so there was basically no one backstage.

Seeing that the person was about to run out the back door, Ji Xiang gathered all her strength to chase after them, but ended up crashing headlong into the furious Ning Chu!

Ning Chu's throat had been uncomfortable for the past few days, and the meals delivered today happened to have several spicy dishes; she didn't know who had spread the rumor that Zhu Yuan liked spicy food and that Second Master Pei was catering to her preferences.

She was burning with rage and couldn't care about the task the mysterious person had given her; she would go upstairs and tear Zhu Yuan apart first.

Who would have thought that Zhu Yuan's lackey, Ji Xiang, would crash into her!

"You dog, how dare you bump into me!" Ning Chu raised her hand and slapped Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang was hit so hard she staggered and fell to the ground, but Ning Chu was still not satisfied; she kicked Ji Xiang, then crouched down, raised her hand, and slapped her several more times.

It was as if she were venting all her anger toward Zhu Yuan onto Ji Xiang.

Upstairs, Zhu Yuan was reading her lines.

Suddenly, she heard someone rush into the rehearsal hall and shout in a panic: "It's bad, Second Miss Ning is hitting people; she has beaten Ji Xiang until her face is covered in blood!"