Chapter 87: Zhu Yuan's Name is a Forbidden Word

"What are you doing here?"

Ning Chu stared at her with cold eyes.

The music in the private room stopped, and everyone looked toward Zhu An'an.

Someone recognized her and whispered in Ning Chu's ear, "She is Zhu Yuan's older sister. Zhu Yuan was taken away as a child and was only brought back home last year."

"Get out!" As soon as Ning Chu heard that the other person was related to Zhu Yuan, she was so angry that she threw her wine glass.

The shards flew to Zhu An'an's feet; she hurriedly dodged and said urgently, "Miss Ning, I'm here to help you."

"Help me?"

Zhu An'an nodded and said, "Miss Ning must be very dissatisfied with being robbed of the role by Zhu Yuan using such despicable means. Why should someone with your acting skills be overshadowed by her? Even I can't stand it anymore."

Ning Chu stared at her face, wanting to confirm whether the other person was telling the truth or not, "Aren't you her biological sister?"

Zhu An'an knew that Ning Chu would not easily believe her words, so after Ning Chu raised the question, she lifted her right hand and unwound the gauze wrapped around her little finger.

In an instant, the severed little finger appeared before everyone's eyes.

It was a bloody mess, scaring these wealthy socialites into screaming.

"What are you doing!"

"How disgusting, get out!"

Ning Chu suppressed the urge to vomit and listened as Zhu An'an said viciously, "Zhu Yuan cut off my finger. Does such a vicious person deserve to be my sister?"

She had investigated; Ning Chu liked Pei Ling, and she would never reveal that her finger was cut off by Pei Ling, otherwise, Ning Chu would find out immediately that the rumors about Zhu Yuan and Pei Ling back then were spread by her.

"What do you want to do?" Ning Chu held a glass of wine.

Zhu An'an was delighted by her change in attitude, "Of course, to make her fall into an abyss from which she can never recover. She has a brother who is in prison, and she fought with people when she was in school. These are all her stains. Once they are made public, her role will definitely not be secure. I will tell you everything I know..."

Suddenly, the glass of wine in Ning Chu's hand was splashed entirely onto her!

"Ah—" Zhu An'an screamed and looked at Ning Chu in disbelief, "Miss Ning?"

Ning Chu sneered, "Do you take me, Ning Chu, for a fool? You dare to use me as a pawn?"

She was just angry, not truly stupid.

Zhu An'an said so much, but it was just to borrow her hand to deal with Zhu Yuan!

Thinking that such a lowly thing dared to play with her, Ning Chu was furious, "Throw her out for me!"

"Miss Ning, you've misunderstood me. I didn't use you as a pawn, I really want to help you..."

Zhu An'an's mouth was covered by security guards, and she was dragged out of the private room.

The private room suddenly became quiet.

Ning Chu's face was dark with anger.

But Zhu An'an was right; why should she let Zhu Yuan step on her head? Zhu Yuan didn't deserve it!

That night, she sent people to investigate everything related to Zhu Yuan and contacted the platform to expose Zhu Yuan, but the other party told her.

"Miss Ning, we have no way to expose Zhu Yuan; her name is a forbidden word."

Ning Chu immediately thought it must be Pei Ling's doing, and she was even more annoyed, "Aren't you in the media? Insinuating a popular actress in a certain theater troupe—do I still need to teach you such tactics?"

However, the other party looked troubled, "Everything you mentioned has been blocked and cannot be posted at all. There must be a big capital tycoon behind this Zhu Yuan. Miss Ning, we can't do it; try other companies."

But no matter how many companies Ning Chu tried, the answers were almost the same.

Ning Chu was so angry she burst into tears, "Pei Ling, you like Zhu Yuan that much, don't you!"

The phone she had tossed aside rang.

It was a group chat created by Yuan Fengye.

There were over thirty people in the group.

Yuan Fengye: 【Saturday evening, Haibin Road No. 1 Villa】

Ning Chu wiped her tears while looking at the message, and she suddenly checked the calendar.

Saturday, November 11th.

Isn't that...

After Zhu Yuan finished her rehearsal, she packed her things and prepared to go to the hospital.

She hadn't even reached the back door when she received a call from Sheng Yu.

"Come over."

It was still those two familiar words, yet they made her heartbeat inexplicably accelerate.

Walking out the back door, a black sedan was parked there.

She walked over and realized that the person driving today was Enzo.

Enzo was very tall, about the same as Sheng Yu, probably around one meter ninety; his hair was short and dark brown, there was a small scar from his right eyebrow to his eye, his skin was bronze, and he looked fierce and unapproachable, but when he smiled, he made people feel a bit simple-minded.

Zhu Yuan smiled slightly at him, and Enzo returned a smile, scratching the back of his head with his rough, large hand.

Suddenly sensing a trace of danger, Enzo turned cold and stern in a second, looking around defensively.

Until the back of his neck felt cold, his expression changed, and he didn't even dare to look at the rearview mirror, hurriedly explaining: "Young Master Yu, it was Miss Zhu who smiled at me first."

He was just responding out of politeness.

The man snorted coldly: "Is she that familiar with you?"

Enzo was on the verge of tears; it couldn't be that just because Miss Zhu didn't give Young Master Yu a good look, Young Master Yu wouldn't allow Miss Zhu to give him a good look, right?

Fortunately, Zhu Yuan walked over and opened the car door, allowing Enzo to catch his breath.

Before getting into the car, Zhu Yuan smelled flowers on her clothes, and as soon as she got in, she explained: "It's the flowers Dong Shu sent me today."

Seeing that she was well-behaved, honest, and took the initiative to report, Sheng Yu's movements as he pulled her into his arms softened a bit, "Go to your place to get the lighter."

"No need to go to my place, it's too much trouble." Zhu Yuan was very glad for her predictive ability at this moment; she lowered her head, took the lighter and cigarette case out of her bag, and handed them to Sheng Yu.

"I brought it."

Last time, Sheng Yu used the excuse of going to her house to get a lighter to force himself on her, which had already left her with psychological trauma.

He would definitely look for her again if he didn't get the lighter, so she had kept the lighter on her person in advance.

Watching her look as if she were presenting a treasure and feeling relieved because she had anticipated his move, Sheng Yu narrowed his eyes; just how much did she fear him going to her house?

"If I didn't ask you for it, would you keep it on you all the time?"

Zhu Yuan explained, "I thought if I saw you, I could return it to you at any time."

The phrase "at any time" made one feel quite good.

Sheng Yu took the cigarette case, tapped out a cigarette in a leisurely manner, and gestured for Zhu Yuan to light it.

Zhu Yuan flipped open the lighter's lid and struck a flame.

She held the lighter up in front of him.

In the dim carriage at dusk, the flame leaped up, and the diffused firelight illuminated her delicate and charming little face, which became more pleasing to the eye the more he looked at it.

He did not move for a long time.

Zhu Yuan held the lighter up and gave him an inquisitive look.

At this look, Sheng Yu discarded the cigarette and used one hand to press down the lighter's lid to extinguish the flame.

His other hand gripped the back of her neck, pulling her into his embrace, and he lowered his head to kiss her savagely.

Zhu Yuan begged him to let her go to the hospital, but Sheng Yu pulled her tight into his arms and kissed her for quite a while, not letting her go until he had kissed her into submission.

And it was only then that Zhu Yuan discovered the car was parked at the side entrance of the hospital.

Sheng Yu pinched her chin, his breathing slightly ragged, "I'll come to pick you up the day after tomorrow."