Chapter 55 - Counterattack 2
Chapter 55: Counterattack 2
Pin drop silence filled the restroom as only the sound of water dripping could be heard. At this moment, the atmosphere had turned unusually strange.
“I don’t know what you mean.”Zhou Qing pushed Shen Chengjing away and tidied up her clothes.
“Here!” Shen Chengjing swung her hand and threw the lunchbox in front of Zhou Qing. The bloody mouse corpse nearly hit her waist, giving her a jump scare.
“Shen Chengjing, did you really think this little thing would frighten me? I can see you’re still very naive.” Zhou Qing calmed herself down, restoring her overbearing demeanour.
Shen Chengjing pursed her lips and sneered. She slowly walked forward, reached out and squeezed Zhou Qing’s chin. “All these years, I’ve always let you win, but it doesn’t mean that I’m incompetent. If you dare do anything behind my back, I’ll make sure your life becomes a living hell.”
Her cold and stern voice continuously echoed in the bathroom.
“What’s going on today? You actually dare to threaten me!” Zhou Qing widened her eyes and looked at her in disbelief. She had always only taken advantage of the feeble Shen Chengjing.
“Your clothes are torn because of a little insignificant mouse. What a pity! If I’m correct, this is Chanel’s latest model from last season, right?” Shen Chengjing reached out and tugged at her clothes. Zhou Qing almost thought she was sympathizing with her. Shen Chengjing’s movements were elegant as she spoke softly.
However, Zhou Qing’s heart tightened. She looked down and saw that her clothes were indeed torn.
“Next time when you want to commit a crime, try not to leave any evidence behind.” A piece of cloth appeared as she raised her hand.
Zhou Qing clenched her fists tightly. She watched as Shen Chengjing turned around and walked out gracefully.
“Shen Chengjing, you b*tch!” She stomped her feet, but accidentally stepped on the dead mouse.
“Ahh!” Zhou Qing was so scared that she kept moving back. The bathroom floor was very slippery, and with a slight twist of her high heels, she fell to the ground. She stayed on the floor, feeling remorseful.
Shen Chengjing walked out of the bathroom and saw Ou Yibei leaning on the side, smoking a cigarette.
“Shen Chengjing.” Ou Yibei looked fixedly at her and couldn’t help but stop her when he realized that she wanted to leave.
“Senior, what’s the matter?” She turned to him, noticing how he put out the cigarette.
“Let’s have a meal together,” he said with hidden meaning. She knew fully well that he had overheard the conversation between her and Zhou Qing in the ladies’ room.
No wonder she seemed a little off today. It turned out that she had been made fun of on her first day in the production team.
“I’m not up for it, I want to go home.” She thought about it and refused.
If she had a meal with him today, her reputation in the entire production team would increase and no one would think of bullying her again. But it would also get people talking about the ambiguous relationship between him and Shen Chengjing. She was not good at creating hype, and she felt that there was no need for that.
“Don’t you want to be famous?”
“I want to be famous, but not through scandals,” she said softly. Although she was trying not to offend him, she also couldn’t go against her conscience either.
Seeing as he didn’t say anything, Shen Chengjing dragged her worn out body and headed home.
Seeing her perfectly shaped back view, Ou Yibei’s lips curled into a faint smile, and a complicated light flashed across his sharp eyes. “It’s indeed fascinating.”
This woman actually rejected him? If it was anyone else, they would jump on the offer when faced with his invitation, but she remained calm, straightforward, and completely unpretentious.
Since she didn’t have any scenes tomorrow, she took a taxi and gave the driver the address to Moh Park. She fell into a deep sleep shortly after she sat in the back seat of the car.
“Miss, we’re here.” The driver called her but noticed she didn’t respond.
He panicked and got out of the car to the backseat. He reached out to check her pulse and realized that her body was very hot, as if she was sick.
At this moment, he heard her phone ring. He hesitated for half a second before eventually pressing the answer button. “Hello!”
“Who is speaking? Where is Shen Chengjing?” Moh Yanchen’s voice was slightly deep. When he heard that it was a man’s voice, his hand holding the pen tightened slightly. His body stood up unconsciously.
Wu Hao and Mo Wen looked at each other. They watched him as he walked out anxiously.