Chapter 245 - Find Her Way Back (2/2)

Guan Xian wants to laugh at Xia Xiang's audacity to turn the table at him. His pair of sharp eyes had squinted at her intensely. Xia Xiang almost showed her trembling body if Yun Er didn't pat Guan Xian's shoulder and said, ”Xia Sha is waiting for you inside. Why don't you see her now?”

Guan Xian scoffed. The desire to crush someone had taken control of his mind these past few days. But he found Yun Er's suggestion to make some sense. Instead of wasting his time proving nothing to her, Guan Xian chooses to save his breath and visit Xia Sha instead.

Xia Xiang turned her back and walked away without a word when Yun Er deliberately showed the exit way, chasing her indirectly. The unfortunate encounter left an unpleasant feeling as Xia Xiang carry on with her plan.

”Xia Sha, I'm sorry. But I promise you that this will be the last,” Xia Xiang's heart whispered as she pulled a ticket from her handbag.

Stormy cloud follows Xia Xiang's footsteps as she picks up her phone and places it on her ear, ”What is it again? I've done all your order!”

A burst of loud laughter leaks from the device, followed by a sarcastic comment from the caller, ”Really? Do you think you could run away that easily?”

Xia Xiang bites her lower lips and grits her teeth, ”Meng Ran! Let me warn you, don't mess with me anymore. I could turn my back and confess everything to Guan Xian right now. You could share the video for your damned sake, but you will never live in peace.”

”Boohoo! I'm so scared. Little Xia Xiang finally decided to grow up and be tough. It's a shame that I've decided to live in hell. You can tell that Young Master right now, and I still won't care. After all, I'm not the one who leech off the Xia family. If the Xia's family stock value crash down, it won't have anything to do with me.”

”Shut up! Xia Sha has been gracious enough to let us both live well. Why do you force me to do this to her again?!” Xia Xiang shouted, looking like a mad cat at the moment.

”Whoa, your resentment and realization come too late. Sure, I'm the bad guy here. I will admit to that. But, why don't you question your gracious sister's moral? It is not my fault she f*cking make a sex tape with her idiot ex, is it?” Meng Ran sound cheerful as she added another round of questions that Xia Xiang doesn't want to answer.

”Why blame me?”

”You almost fucking kill her for god sake!” Xia Xiang shouted for a second time, gaining attention from some people.

”Well, it's an accident,” Meng Ran answer in an indifferent tone after she went quiet for some time.

Xia Xiang makes her way inside a quieter washroom, forcing her eyelids to stop as she forcefully murmured behind bars of her teeth, ”Just tell me what you want now.”

A quiet, sweet victory for Meng Ran felt like a bitter pill for Xia Xiang. Images of Meng Ran spreading her lips like a cashmere cat got Xia Xiang to wish she could rip her mouth apart.

”Give me your new life, and I'll delete every video copy that existed in this world,” Meng Ran said with her sweet voice, pushing Xia Xiang to her limits.

Slowly, Xia Xiang looked at her reflection in the mirror above the sink. She raised her eyebrow with a sly smile.

”I thought you've chosen to live in hell. Oh dear, you are the real definition of a hypocrite, aren't you?”

”Well, that's why we are friends, aren't we?” Meng Ran's answers were short but sharp enough to cut a deep wound inside Xia Xiang's heart.

”Right, I could help you with the ticker right away. Someone will send you the rest. Let's meet at the airport at 2, shall we, friend?”

Xia Xiang knew they've come to an agreement when Meng Ran cut off the line. The reflection of her pale face that she covered with thick makeup barely done its job. Sweat dripped on the side of her temple as she once again tightened her handbag and promised to herself.

”One last time. It is going to be my last time switching sides and run away like a coward. Xia Xiang, have some courage, you are a Xia, and you know it's the right thing to do.”

Her reflection on the mirror does not do anything but copying her exact rash movement of sweeping her face with water.

”You can do this,” she whispers to herself before she finds her way back.