Chapter 126 - 100: ...
Drunk, Xiao Wanqing lay on the massive bed in the presidential suite, enjoying the cool air from the central AC. She had the same dream as she did during the Pen Immortal incident. Perhaps it was her subconscious at work. Since she felt it was impossible to compete with Jinyu for that damned Ranran in real life, making it happen in the ethereal world of dreams was a way of fulfilling her wish.
But of course, the dream ended right at the most exciting part. She dreamed she was wearing a white dress, lying motionless on the ground with a silk scarf covering her face. Then, she sensed Su Ran, acting as creepy as Yin Zhiping...
And then it was over.
She was awake.
She opened her eyes to the sight of the Oriental Pearl tower outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathed in the glow of sunset.
"Why did I have such a disgusting dream?"
"Why would I picture Su Ran as Yin Zhiping?"
"But... whether it was Yin Zhiping or Su Ran, as long as it was him, that’s all that mattered."
Her lovely eyes shifted.
"Holy shit!"
"Did Su Ran do something to me while I was drunk?"
Xiao Wanqing shot up from the bed and panicked, asking the female attendant who had just walked in, "What is this blood?"
The female attendant set down a cup of tea, walked over, and said, "This is Mr. Su’s blood."
Hearing this, Xiao Wanqing let out a sigh of relief, but then felt something was off. "Mr. Su’s blood? What do you mean, Mr. Su’s blood?"
"Miss Xiao, you drew this blood when you bit him. Have you forgotten?" the female attendant reminded her.
"I bit him?" Xiao Wanqing immediately covered her mouth, feeling a wave of nausea and the urge to go rinse it out.
The female attendant was an experienced woman. Seeing the young lady’s reaction, she understood that she couldn’t remember anything after sobering up. "Miss Xiao, you’ve misunderstood," she explained. "It’s not what you’re thinking. You bit Mr. Su’s lip until it bled. This is the blood that dripped down."
"Huh?"
"Yes, here’s what happened..." The female attendant then gave a rapid-fire recap of the situation.
After hearing the story, Xiao Wanqing was mortified. "So you’re saying I was drunk and acting crazy, clinging to Su Ran?"
*Hiss...*
’I’ve seen those videos of drunk girls clinging to their boyfriends, telling them they want to... ahem... Have I actually become one of those women?’
’She was so angry she wanted to slap herself. Then she started blaming Su Ran for setting such a romantic mood. Nothing had happened between them, so now that she was drunk, did she just let loose? Unleash her inner beast? Grab onto Su Ran and refuse to let him leave? Insist that he... ahem... with her? God, I’m so ashamed! Shameless! What happened to a girl’s sense of decency?’
"And then what?"
"Then we heard Mr. Su cry for help. The butler, Yasuo, sent me in to see what was going on. When I entered, I saw you biting Mr. Su’s lip and refusing to let go. It was starting to bleed. Mr. Su had no other choice and had to... use..."
"...I’m mortified." Xiao Wanqing slumped onto her hand, looking as if she’d lost the will to live. "Why did I bite him? Do you know?"
"You said Mr. Su was getting handsy and taking advantage of you, so you got angry and bit him," the female attendant explained.
"Er... ahem..." Xiao Wanqing coughed twice to hide her embarrassment. "Um... where is Mr. Su? Can you have him come in? I need to see him about something."
"Mr. Su had to go out. He instructed us to take good care of you." The female attendant handed her the tea. "Miss Xiao, this is the sobering tea Mr. Su personally asked the kitchen to brew for you."
"Oh, thank you."
The female attendant hesitated for a moment, then, as a fellow woman, offered a piece of advice. "Miss Xiao, really... he’s already all yours. There’s no need to be in such a hurry, right?"
PFFT—
Xiao Wanqing sprayed a mouthful of tea, her shame reaching its peak. "I wasn’t! I was just drunk, it doesn’t count. By the way, was he very angry at the time?"
"Mr. Su wasn’t angry at all. In fact, he coaxed you to sleep before he left."
"He coaxed me to sleep before leaving? Let me ask you, did anything land on my face? Like a silk scarf or something?"
"You mean this?" The female attendant asked, picking up a silk scarf from nearby.
"Did Mr. Su kiss me?"
"He did. He gave you a little kiss before he left."
"Just one?"
"Yes, just one. On the forehead. It was a gentle peck, like he was kissing a baby."
Xiao Wanqing: ???
’So... Su Ran just gave me that one little peck, and my dreaming mind automatically embellished it into me becoming Little Dragon Girl and Su Ran becoming Yin Zhiping?’
The female attendant said with a hint of envy, "Miss Xiao, I can tell Mr. Su loves you very much. With a boyfriend like him, you must be truly fulfilled. Miss Xiao, Mr. Su also instructed that when you woke up, you could order anything you’d like to eat from the kitchen. He said he’ll be back later tonight."
The female attendant handed over a menu. Xiao Wanqing tried calling Su Ran a few times, but he didn’t pick up, so she gave up. Her stomach was growling. She decided to eat first and interrogate him when he got back!
「...」
「Meanwhile.」
Su Ran was rehearsing with the SJ Band, but he wasn’t in top form today. He couldn’t hit the high notes; every time he tried, a sharp pain shot through his lip.
"Stop, stop, stop! Let’s call it a day. Look how much pain your lead singer is in, hahaha..."
Sitting in a chair front and center with her long legs crossed, Reba chuckled, then stood up and clapped her hands to get everyone to stop. A few of her female assistants went forward to hand out water.
Reba had come today to personally supervise the lower-ranked Lin Che and his SJ Band. In her professional opinion, this group had the potential to create a major buzz during the next live-taped show. With the right hype, keywords like ’band,’ ’handsome lead singer,’ ’atmosphere,’ and ’show promotion’ would guarantee a hot topic, which was exactly what the production team wanted. That was why she was here today to give the band some one-on-one guidance.
Er...
She wasn’t a singer. She was an actress serving as a mentor. It didn’t matter, it really didn’t. Singers mentored actors, and actors mentored singers. If someone could get popular and become a huge star, they must have something worth learning from. Even if she couldn’t teach singing, she could teach stage presence, how to command an atmosphere, and how to interact with the fans in the audience. After all, the fans determined your future in the market. Besides, she had already found several professional music instructors to give the SJ Band pointers.