Chapter 235

"What kind of love potion did you feed that stupid kid? He's actually stupid enough to go start some charity fund?"

"……Please move aside."

"Move? Of course I can! If that kid is so useless, what does it matter if I let you have him? But, with your ability, can you keep a tight leash on him? Don't let him run back to me in two days and be an eyesore!"

Speechless, He Lele looked at Du Wei with near pity and couldn't help but shake her head.

Du Wei, already full of frustration, was instantly enraged. "What are you shaking your head for? What right do you have to shake your head?"

He Lele didn't say a word and moved to step around Du Wei, but her indifferent attitude only made Du Wei's pent-up resentment swell even more.

Du Wei grabbed her arm and yanked. "Are you deaf? Or are you a mute? Or are you both deaf and mute, just a perfect match for that stupid kid?"

He Lele finally couldn't hold back. She turned her head to look directly at Du Wei's beautiful but angry face, her tone as flat as if she were stating an undeniable fact.

"……I'm just pitying you. You've lost the most precious thing in this world, yet you don't even know it."

Before Du Wei could even react, her hand had already swung up, but the slap landed solidly on the back of a man's hand, and then she was roughly pushed by this man toward her aunt.

"You dare hit me?" Du Wei didn't care about her image anymore. She only knew that if she didn't vent this anger now, she would go crazy! Two years of being careful, two years of swallowing her pride, reading people's expressions, and flattering them—and just when that kid finally had some capital and use, it all vanished in a blink of an eye! How much longer was she supposed to endure like before!

It was all this woman's fault! It was all this cheap woman's fault!

Du Wei threw her handbag fiercely at He Lele and then lunged at her.

The bodyguard beside He Lele, the same man who had pushed Du Wei away, casually swatted the flying handbag aside. But before he could take a step, a figure met Du Wei—grabbing her collar with one hand and lifting her up, walking without stopping until he pinned her against the wall.

"Weiwei! Ruan Lin, you!" Du Mei was horrified.

"Ruan Lin!" He Lele panicked.

Du Wei, unable to breathe, struggled desperately, looking in terror at the violent-looking Ruan Lin! Is, is this Ruan Lin?

"Ruan Lin!" He Lele looked around anxiously. Seeing people from both sides walking toward them upon hearing the commotion, she became even more anxious. "Ruan Lin, let go!"

Who knew that when Du Wei heard He Lele's anxious voice, it was like receiving a shot of adrenaline. Enduring the pain of suffocation, she screamed, "Help! Help!"

"Ruan Lin! What are you doing!" Du Mei hurriedly stepped forward to pry Ruan Lin's hand off, but how could she? Instead, she watched helplessly as Ruan Lin lifted Du Wei higher and higher, until Du Wei could no longer make a sound and could only kick her legs while grabbing his hand.

"Ruan Lin!" He Lele rushed in front of Ruan Lin and pushed his body with all her might. "Season! Help!"

Season didn't move, and neither did the bodyguard.

Finally, thanks to the efforts of the TV station staff, Du Wei was saved. Everyone looked at Ruan Lin with a mix of horror and disbelief.

The perfect image Ruan Lin had built over seven years had completely collapsed in the hearts of these people.

"It's okay, let's go back." While everyone was in chaos, Season put his arm around He Lele's waist and embraced her as they walked toward the elevator.

"Ruan Lin, he—"

"If you stay here, he'll only become more unstable."

"I—"

Season picked up his phone. "Zhixiu, the recording is canceled. We're heading to the airport. You have Xiao Zhou bring you over later."

In the crowd, Wu Ming looked at Du Wei, who was covered in tears, and sighed deeply. He never expected it to end like this……

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Ming dialed the "Little Demon King's" number.

"I'm sorry, Producer Shentu, Ruan Lin, he……"

"Did he screw it up?"

"It's my fault! I, I went to find Miss He, and Ruan Lin only—because he saw Miss He—"

"He Lele?"

"Yes!"

"Where is Season?"

"He just left with Miss He."

"……Bring Ruan Lin back first."

After hanging up, Wu Ming really wanted to discern something from Shentu Mo's tone just now, but in the end, he could only smile bitterly. When had this young master ever let anyone see through him?

"Ruan Lin—" Wu Ming had just pushed open the dressing room door when he got stuck.

Where was Ruan Lin? He clearly saw Ruan Lin return to the dressing room! Ruan Lin! Don't cause any more trouble!

On the other side, the shaken Du Wei hated He Lele and Ruan Lin a thousand times over in her heart. A flash of malice crossed her beautiful face as she took out her phone and flipped through her contact list.

"You guys head to the airport now. Follow the woman beside Season; there must be good material waiting for you!"

It wasn't until 12:30 that Mom and Dad finished watching TV and went to sleep~~ Only then could I quietly type~~ Tears running~~

Next chapter, Ruan Lin should be back in place~~~ Du Wei should also GAME OVER~~~ Oh yeah~~

By the way~~ I've always disliked men who hit women~~ but some women really are just asking for a beating~~~ Anyway, Ruan Lin isn't the type to cherish the fairer sex by nature anyway~~~ cough cough……

☆, (12 Fresh Coins) Chapter 257: The Monk and the Temple

"I'm sorry, I… ran over without permission…" It was already evening by the time she transferred back to the rental apartment. He Lele looked at Season, who was taking off his shirt, and said uneasily.

Season walked up to her shirtless and tapped her smooth forehead. "Why do you take everything on yourself? If it weren't for Qin kid protecting that woman, I would have taken action long ago. Alright, let's not talk about her. Let's go take a shower, and then……"

He Lele shyly avoided his self-evident gaze. "Then, Zhixiu, he……"

"No choice, fans nowadays are professional-grade. With so many fans blocking the airport, he won't be able to make it tonight. What? You want him, not me?"

He Lele was slightly startled and looked up at Season.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his expression devoid of any reluctance or sarcasm.

Looking at Season like this, she subconsciously hugged his body and leaned gently against his chest.

"……I'm sorry."

"'Sorry' for what?"

He Lele shook her head. She didn't know why she said sorry either; she just… really wanted to say "I'm sorry" to him.

"Shall we change it to three other words?"

"Hmm?"

"I don't like the woman I love saying sorry to me. But if you really must apologize, then say 'You're so handsome' or 'You're stunning.' That way, when I hear it, I'll take it as you having said 'I'm sorry.' How about that?"

"……" He Lele couldn't help but look at Season strangely and burst into a snickering laugh. "Really… I've never seen anyone as thick-skinned as you."

"This is called confidence."

"Heh… Yes! My big handsome guy! You're the most handsome! You're stunning!"

After staring infatuatedly for a few seconds, Season lowered his head and kissed her smiling face.

"Meow……"

A romantic midnight.

In a dusty van outside the rental building.

"What the hell! The 'good material' Du Wei talked about couldn't just be the notorious Young Master Season keeping a little mistress on the side, right? What kind of material is that!"

"Alright, you've been complaining all night. Since we're here, let's just stake it out."

Although a qualified paparazzo's most basic professional quality is patience, after following Young Master Season and the woman beside him for a night and a day, they had gained almost nothing except knowing the woman probably worked at New X Culture. Moreover, the bodyguard Season kept with him glared at them several times, making them very suspicious that they had already been exposed.

If they were already exposed, there was no point in following. The two paparazzi wanted to call Du Wei to ask clearly what the "good material" actually was, but who knew her phone would be busy the whole time. The two put their heads together and decided to stake it out for one more night; if they still got nothing, they'd pull out!

And that night, they actually saw the legendary playboy Young Master Season accompanying a girl to the vegetable market, picking out vegetables stall by stall!

Is this the story of a legendary playboy descending to the mortal world, turning over a new leaf, and reforming?

"Hey! This is interesting!"

"Hmph! That playboy has played with enough beautiful celebrities; he's just changing his palate occasionally. What are you excited about?"

"Then you keep watch. I'm going to the rooftop of the building in front to see if I can snap something explosive."

After putting the vegetables away, He Lele opened the rice cooker and was stunned to see it full of rice. "Is Zhixiu coming back? Then let's wait for him for a bit. Are you hungry?"

Season cooked the rice. Since he cooked so much, of course, there were many people eating.

Season didn't even look up as he set out three sets of bowls and chopsticks. "He's across the street. Go call him."

"Across the street? Did he forget to bring the key to this side?" He Lele said as she walked toward her original rental apartment.

The shadows remained, but they had faded quite a bit. He Lele knocked on the door. "Xiu?"

Click, the lock turned.

"Xiu—Ruan Lin? You, why are you here?"

"Come over and eat." Season walked to the door and called out.

As soon as Paparazzo A saw Ruan Lin's figure suddenly appear at the exit across the street, he was both shocked and delighted, and hurriedly called his partner below.

— Author's Notes —

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