Chapter 131 - The Melon Ended Up On Her Own Head
Chapter 131 – The Melon Ended Up On Her Own Head
Lin Zhiya waited a long time, but Xiang Yi did not utter a word more.
Several question marks protruded from her head.
Shouldn't you say something courteous during times like this?
But Xiang Yi was sitting comfortably, her slender neck forming a beautiful arc with her shoulders as she looked straight ahead steadily.
Lin Zhiya: "…"
You're… You're really not going to add me??
Suddenly, she felt very left out…
At this time, the audience seats were filled up. It was an annual gala, so without exception, the big boss and little boss each had a few words to say, while the event was intercepted with several performances from the company's artists. This way, all the labor costs were saved.
Bored, Xiang Yi flipped through the program realizing that the final performance was a song and dance number from Jiang Chen's boy group.
She felt her phone vibrate.
Looking down, it was a message from Ah Nan.
[Nan on Nan]: Sobbing.gif…
Xiang Yi sent him a question mark.
[Nan on Nan]: QQQQ I'm in the washroom, but there's no more toilet paper! My dear, I'll come wash your dishes, clean your house, feed the pigs, collect the eggs as long as you ask someone to send me some toilet paper /sad /sad
[Nan on Nan]: Do not tell anyone that it's me in here!! I don't want to become the dumbest agent in the company!!!
Xiang Yi: "…"
She rubbed her forehead, unsure of what to say.
Out of all the guys, she only knew Jiang Chen.
She looked toward his direction only to see that he wasn't at his seat.
Where did he go?
Xiang Yi carefully left the scene.
In the washroom.
When Xiang Yi stepped out, there were cleaning staff on site. She asked one of them to rescue Ah Nan while she waited and daydreamed on a wicker chair at the corner of the terrace.
Since she was little, she had had no interest in banquets and events such as this. She was hoping once Ah Nan came out, she could suggest slipping out in advance.
She didn't know whether the man and cat at home had eaten yet, either.
"Clack, clack, clack."
The sound of high heels clacking on the floor sounded from afar. The person happened to stop at the terrace with the green plants as a barrier. She didn't notice Xiang Yi sitting in the corner as the woman exploded in profanities toward the youth in front of her. "Is your brain f*cking fried! I told you to walk the red carpet with Qin Wanyan, but you didn't listen to me. I told you to interact with her and you still didn't listen to me. But then you ran off to lift the skirt of that bitch, why are you such a brat!!! Without you, would she have fallen to death or be paralyzed?!"
A familiar but weak voice responded, "Sister Ling, please don't say that…"
Xiang Yi raised her brows. Did she forget to look at the almanac today? Did it say Yi was going to eat melons?*
The woman named sister Ling sneered. "Why can't I say it? Have you been fooled by the devil? How can she even be compared to a hair on Qin Wanyan's body? Look at her outfit today, so eager to show off her body with that spaghetti strap dress. It seems to me she'd make the dress split all the way up to her neck if she could… Why do you think she can go on a variety show with Shi Yingdi? She probably slept with everyone up and down…"
"That's enough." Jiang Chen raised his head and looked at her. Because of the acc.u.mulated fear, his voice trembled, but he was very angry. "It is the most basic courtesy to not speak ill of others behind their back…"
"Smack!"
A crisp slap on the face shook Jiang Chen so much his ears were shaking.
"How dare you talk to me like that? Are you allowed to speak to me like that? Did you forget who you are?!!"
Jiang Chen clenched his fists but resisted the urge out of habit.
Sister Ling felt very proud, as if she had successfully trained Jiang Chen to be obedient. He didn't even dare resist her and was more compliant than a trained dog.
The next second—
"You motherf*cking bitch! Heitui!!" From out of nowhere emerged a man whose pants were still loose. He spat a fat glob of saliva directly on her face!
*Translator's note: Eating melons in Chinese is the term used for someone who is spectating someone else's drama. The term is mostly used regarding celebrity gossip and their social media onlookers/spectators.