Chapter 295 - Lin Mushengs Warning (1/2)

Tang Yue looked pleasantly surprised when she saw Ah Sha.

“Oh, so you’re alright? That’s great!” Tang Yue said in greeting.

Ah Sha glanced at Tang Yue who still had a cast fitted to her leg. “Looks like you won’t be moving around for at least three months.”

Beside them, Tang Yue’s assistant, Xiao Zhao, piped up, “Oh, lucky you,” Xiao Zhao said. “If Sister Yue hadn’t pushed you away in time, you are the one who’d be lying here right now.”

“Is that so?” Ah Sha smiled at Tang Yue. “I guess I should thank you properly, then!”

Then, Ah Sha narrowed her eyes and leaned down so that her lips were right beside Tang Yue’s ear.

“I’ll remember that push you gave me that day,” Ah Sha said. “One of these days, I’ll repay you for what you did.”

The color drained from Tang Yue’s face. Panic filled her eyes in an instant. But she recovered quickly and smiled. “Don’t mention it,” she said smilingly. “We’re all part of the same company, right? Of course I wouldn’t want to see you hit the ground!”

“Hehe. Take good care of yourself then,” Ah Sha said. For several seconds, she gave Tang Yue a pointed look. Then, she turned around and walked away.

As expected, a photo of her and Tang Yue appeared on Weibo that same night; in it, she and Tang Yue were smiling at each other. Tang Yue didn’t add any caption for the photo, but a lot of people assumed that Ah Sha had visited Tang Yue in order to thank her.

In an interview, Tang Yue told a reporter that she had pushed Ah Sha during the fall; that was why she had landed on the pavement outside the movie props and broke her leg while Ah Sha only suffered surface wounds. Only Ah Sha and insiders (such as the filming crew), who worked on the movie set, knew the truth: if Ah Sha hadn’t shielded her face in time before she crashed, a facial disfigurement was only the best case scenario for her.

Meanwhile, An Ru suddenly became docile and compliant; she hadn’t caused any more trouble ever since the accident. That was probably due to the fact that the filming of her movie had begun. Even her Weibo posts were focused on her interesting daily experiences on the movie set.

“Don’t worry, she’s going to be crying very soon,” Wan Qingsi told Ah Sha when he came home today.

Ah Sha chuckled. “What did you do?”

“Giving her a taste of her own medicine, that’s all.” Wan Qingsi scratched the tip of her nose lightly. “And there’s something else.”

“What’s that?”

“Congratulations! You’ve been nominated as the best supporting actress for the Hundred Flowers Award!” “You’re going to win an award for your first movie!” Wan Qingsi leaned in and kissed her. “My Ah Sha is the best.”

Ah Sha grinned. “Oh, come on. I’m just a nominee. We don’t know if I’d win yet,” she said humbly.

“Well, I, for one, can’t wait for that day to come!” Wan Qingsi said, staring at her. Ah Sha met his gaze and noticed the strange glint in his eyes.

She might have been imagining things, but Ah Sha kept having this feeling that she and Wan Qingsi were happy about two different things…

That night, An Ru made the headlines of the entertainment news: Popular singer, An Ru, encountered an accident this afternoon during the filming of her upcoming movie. She was hit in the head by a board (over 10 meters long) used as the scene’s background before rolling off a tall platform.

Wan Qingsi and Ah Sha were both seated on the couch, watching the news. Ah Sha, who was sitting with her back leaning against Wan Qingsi’s chest, suddenly turned around to look at him. “You did something to the board, didn’t you?” Ah Sha asked. “But how did you get her to roll off the platform?”

Wan Qingsi chuckled. “That’s just her sh*t luck, because I had nothing to do with that,” he said. “She rolled off the platform on her own.”

Ah Sha rewarded him with a kiss. After that, one thing led to another, and she ended up being carried to bed and having her body kissed all over!

In order to remind that foolish woman that she had something to do with her accident, Ah Sha deliberately visited An Ru at the hospital two days later. Of course, Ah Sha had also made sure that she was dressed to the nines when she showed up at An Ru’s hospital room.

“Oops! Sorry. Wrong room.”

There were only several occupants in the room. Other than An Ru, who was lying on the bed, several others were standing around the room. None of them could come up with a reaction when they heard Ah Sha’s words.

An Ru’s high-pitched voice pierced through the silence. “Mei Jing! You dare show your face here!” An Ru screamed. “Was it you? Were you the one behind my accident?”

“Oh. I didn’t know you’re staying here!” Ah Sha walked in and stopped beside An Ru’s bed. Then, she stared at An Ru and batted her eyes innocently. “Me? How am I capable of something like that?”

Ah Sha’s face, however, conveyed the exact opposite, “So what if it was me? What are you going to do about it?”

“You should probably put more effort into your recovery,” Ah Sha said, pointing at An Ru’s battered face, which was covered in patches of green and purple bruises. “Things aren’t going to work out well for you if you end up ruining your face. I bet no man would want you if that happens!”

Driven by fury, An Ru sat up abruptly and pounced on Ah Sha; however, with those wounds covering her body, there was nothing she could really do. Pain shot through her the moment she moved, and she was forced to lay back down again. Ah Sha was still basking in feelings of smugness when she heard the voice of a man behind her.

“Haha. You truly live up to your name, Miss Mei Jing!”

Ah Sha turned around and saw the men (who’d been standing around An Ru’s bed) in the room stepping aside to reveal another man who was sitting on the couch. One glance at the man, and Ah Sha was already regretting her decision to come here today.

“Well, well, well. From the look on your face, I’d say that you already know who I am,” the man said, rising from the couch. The sunlight from the window fell upon the man, revealing his harsh figure and sharp features. The man looks very fit, like one of those buff, beefy types who spent a lot of time pumping iron at the gym.

His eyes held traces of feminine warmth and had a slight upward curve at their corners, giving him a distinguished yet dangerous air.

Behold, Lin Musheng… the head honcho of the Triad!

Ah Sha’s blood roiled inside her heart. “When the heck did this guy even get here?”

Time to put her acting skills to the test. “Who are you?” Ah Sha asked in a light but clear tone.

Lin Musheng approached her slowly. “I’m Lin Ru’s big brother,” he said matter-of-factually.

“Lin Ru?” Ah Sha chewed on the fingernail of her index finger as she pretended to think hard. “Ah! You mean An Ru? So you’re the boss of the Hong Kong Triad?”

Lin Musheng stopped before Ah Sha; one more step and their toes would be touching. He smirked. “You know me, then?”

“You’re An Ru’s backstage supporter,” Ah Sha said. “I mean, it’s all over the Internet.” Keeping her face completely neutral, Ah Sha circled the man, appraising him from head to toe. It was also a subtle way for her to put some distance between them. “But you don’t seem like the Mafia type!”