Read Novel Full Chapter 837: Scam Artists are Not Cute! (5)
Chapter 837: Scam Artists are Not Cute! (5)
Shi Sheng hung up the phone and went back to her room to listen to music. She wasn’t in the habit of meddling in other people’s business.
As she listened, she eventually drifted off to sleep.
The sudden ring of the doorbell startled her awake.
She groggily looked at her computer, still playing the same song on loop, then rubbed her hair and went to the entrance to open the door.
A man with glasses was supporting another man who appeared drunk. When the door opened, the glasses-wearing man visibly relaxed.
“Xiao’guai, thank goodness you’re home.”
Shi Sheng: “…”
She recognized the voice; it was the person who had called earlier about the trouble.
He seemed to be Yu Sheng’s assistant, surnamed Feng. She didn’t know his full name, only that Yu Sheng called him Assistant Feng.
“Yu-ge told me to bring Xia-ge here for now. He’ll deal with it when he gets back. Xiao Guai, let us in first…” Assistant Feng was panting, looking quite disheveled, with bloodstains on his clothes—she couldn’t tell whose blood it was.
Shi Sheng frowned and took out her phone to call Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng answered quickly, “Xiao’guai, has Assistant Feng arrived? Let them in for now. If you’re not comfortable, Assistant Feng can take you back to school.”
“Got it,” Shi Sheng replied softly.
Before Yu Sheng could say more, she hung up and let the two men in.
The man being supported reeked of alcohol, but there was also a faint, familiar scent.
Shi Sheng frowned, reached out to help, and together they guided the man to the sofa.
Upon touching him, the faint scent became much stronger.
Shi Sheng’s eyes narrowed. “Who beat him up?”
“Xia-ge got into a fight. Those kids ran off, but I’m afraid the paparazzi might have caught something. Tomorrow…” Assistant Feng shook his head, “It’s over, it’s really over.”
Assistant Feng changed the subject, “Xiao’guai, I need to handle things over there. You go back to your room and don’t worry about him.”
Shi Sheng nodded slightly.
Assistant Feng hurriedly left, leaving Shi Sheng staring at the unconscious man on the sofa, feeling a headache coming on.
‘Why the hell is he such a mess?’
‘What happened to being the big boss?’
‘Are you sure you’re not actually the heroine?’
Shi Sheng sighed, heading to the bathroom to fetch a clean towel. Not only did he reek of alcohol, but there was also the stench of blood.
She turned him over, adjusting him into a more comfortable position. His hair was long, covering his face, so she brushed it aside to reveal a handsome face.
This face…
The original owner was not unfamiliar with it.
Xia Ling.
Two years ago, he was the visual of the popular group SHINE, but now the group no longer existed.
Since the group’s disbandment, Xia Ling’s haters could practically circle the globe, with people online bashing him daily.
And that SHINE group…
Included the male lead, An Chen.
After the group split, Xia Ling was dragged through the mud while An Chen soared to stardom, leading more people to blame Xia Ling, believing he had held An Chen back.
Shi Sheng initially intended to change Xia Ling’s clothes, but the moment she reached out, her hand was grabbed. His eyes, which had been closed, were now open.
His gaze was icy, like a frozen lake, yet held a stubborn defiance.
He stared at her for a moment, then suddenly barked, “Get out!”
Shi Sheng: “…” ‘Impressive, yelling at me like that. Do you think I want to take care of you?’
She threw down the towel and started walking toward her room.
Just as she took a step, her wrist was grabbed, and she was pulled back onto the sofa. The smell of alcohol and blood from the man was overwhelming.
“Don’t leave me.” Xia Ling buried his face in her neck, his voice soft and weary, “Don’t leave me.”
Shi Sheng: “…” ‘Weren’t you the one who told me to get out?’
‘If you’re this fickle, you’re asking for a beating, I’m telling you!’
After holding her for a moment, Xia Ling lifted his head, looking dazed, and cupped Shi Sheng’s face. “Who are you?”
His eyes were glazed over—he was clearly drunk.
“Me? I’m your girlfriend, did you forget?” Shi Sheng freed her face from his hands. “What, you don’t want to take responsibility after having your way with me?”
Xia Ling shook his head. “No, that’s not right. I don’t have a girlfriend, women are trouble.”
Then he asked again, “Are you really my girlfriend?” His eyes grew even more glassy.
Before Shi Sheng could answer, he continued his self-dialogue, “I don’t have a girlfriend. You’re not.”
Suddenly, he shoved Shi Sheng off.
She nearly crashed into the nearby coffee table. Sitting on the floor, she couldn’t help but laugh in exasperation.
Xia Ling propped himself up, wobbling as he got to his feet, scanning the room. “Where’s the bathroom? I need to use the bathroom.”
Shi Sheng now wanted to strangle him.
After taking a moment to calm herself, she stood up and pointed to the side. “Over there.”
Xia Ling staggered in the direction she pointed, but as he passed her, he suddenly hooked his arm around her neck, his breath reeking of alcohol hitting her face. “Come with me. I like your scent.”
‘Who the hell wants to go to the bathroom with you!’
Xia Ling gave Shi Sheng no chance to refuse, dragging her into the bathroom with surprising strength.
Shi Sheng now wanted to strangle him even more.
Leaning against the door, Xia Ling fumbled with his pants, but after struggling for a while, he couldn’t manage it. His face turned slightly red, and he looked at Shi Sheng helplessly. “Help me.”
Shi Sheng: “…”
‘If you weren’t Feng Ci, I’d have beaten you so badly your parents wouldn’t recognize you!’
Shi Sheng stepped forward and unfastened his pants.
“Thanks.” Xia Ling walked towards the urinal. With his unsteady gait, Shi Sheng feared he might fall.
Fortunately, he didn’t. After finishing, he didn’t even glance at Shi Sheng, sleepwalking his way out of the bathroom.
When Shi Sheng finally stepped out, Xia Ling was already passed out on the sofa.
Xia Ling slowly opened his heavy eyelids, staring at the white ceiling for a long time without moving.
After a while, he reached up to rub his temples. The hangover was pounding in his head, and his body ached as if he’d been beaten.
Something felt off under the blanket. He lifted it to take a look, then quickly put it down. Three seconds later, he checked again.
His face, already slightly flushed, turned dark.
He was naked!!!
Naked!!!
‘What did I do while drunk last night?’
‘No, what did someone do to me while I was drunk?’
Xia Ling looked around. This room was unfamiliar, not a hotel setup. ‘Where am I?’
Click
Xia Ling heard the door open and quickly pulled the blanket around himself, looking towards the door.
A girl with a doll-like face walked in.
“Who are you?”
“Oh, amnesia?” Shi Sheng slammed the door shut, a playful smirk on her lips. “Last night you were calling me ‘baby,’ and now you’ve forgotten me after one night of sleep?”
Xia Ling looked like he’d been struck by lightning. After a moment, he stammered, “Why would I fall for a woman like you?”
Author’s Note:
Xia Ling is definitely getting beaten up, haha!
♡ translator’s corner ♡ :
three new chapters today, to show baobao’s sincerity in continuing the translation! tbh i do most of these while at work since i’m the only one in the office, so please keep me accountable with comments and encouragement!
on a side note, how do you guys feel about honorifics? i’m kind of struggling with how to format them. would you prefer something like Brother Yu, or should i keep it as-is with Yu-ge?