Chapter 071 (2/2)

“Fuck, you’re picking on me again!” Ling Miao said angrily and kicked Ji Linxi.

In Su Yuyang’s eyes, Ling Miao and Ji Linxi were having a lovers’ spat.

Fuck this ‘lovers’ spat’ nonsense! Su Yuyang silently yelled, then turned Ling Miao toward him and said ill-temperedly, “Where’s the water?”

Ji Linxi tossed the bottle over and said with no expression: “Here. Don’t worry, I didn’t put the bottle to my mouth.”

Su Yuyang twisted the bottle cap open and put his mouth to the bottle, gulping down about half of its contents. Ji Linxi thought Su Yuyang’s actions were childish and laughable but he was glad on Ling Miao’s behalf: Su Yuyang’s very petty when it comes to matters concerning Ling Miao. No one would believe Su Yuyang hasn’t fallen for him!

Su Yuyang didn’t see eye to eye with Ji Linxi, and Ji Linxi didn’t feel much goodwill toward Su Yuyang either. So when Ji Linxi thought of Su Yuyang torturing himself, he was internally happy—however, this would make Ling Miao sad. Ji Linxi glanced sympathetically at Ling Miao, who was currently locking gazes with Su Yuyang. Ji Linxi didn’t disturb them. Having packed up his thoughts, Ji Linxi concentrated on Yan Li, listening to her voice get higher and floatier.

The two-hour concert ended when Yan Li said, “Goodbye.” The fans, wanting more, kept chanting Yan Li’s name. Their chorus was powerful and Ji Linxi had the impulse to start shouting with them.

Yan Li returned to the dressing room and slumped in her chair, letting the employees do what they wanted to her.

Makeup off and clothes changed, Yan Li slouched even lower in her chair, her body aching. But she still watched her manager out of the corner of her eye.

Yang Lin stood in front of the dressing room with arms folded across her chest, radiating Don’t you think of escaping.

Yan Li’s phone beeped. She glanced at it: Feng Ji had sent a text.

“When are you coming? Everyone’s waiting for you.”

Yan Li: Lin-jie’s standing guard outside. I can’t go out QAQ

Feng Ji: Do you need my help?

Yan Li: How’ll you help?

Feng Ji: Don’t worry about it. Find an opportunity and come out.

Yan Li: What exactly are we doing?

Feng Ji didn’t reply to Yan Li’s text. Yan Li cursed then stuffed her phone in her pocket.

Yang Lin glanced at Yan Li’s pocket with ill will. She stuck out her hand and said in an uncompromising voice, “Give it here!”

“Lin-jie,” Yan Li pleaded, “It’s just a month. Didn’t we always do this before?”

“I’ve let you do what you want too long. This time, no way!” Like an emperor, Yang Lin didn’t accept opposition from anyone.

Yan Li twisted her body and wheedled: “Lin-jie, I’m begging you. I need a rest. I’ve been preparing for the concert for the past month. I’m about to break down.”

Yang Lin didn’t give in: “No!”

“Lin-jie.” Yan Li stood up, her voice hardening. “Lin-jie, I understand what you mean. I took two months off and that hurt the company. But I’m a person, not a machine. I need rest, and the company’s fine with me doing this. If you force me to work and my health suffers, that’ll be an even greater loss to the company.”

Yan Li was sometimes very stubborn, and when she got stubborn no one could control her. Yang Lin knew Yan Li was speaking sense. She softened her tone and said, “Surely you can at least tell me where you’re staying?”

“Sorry.” The single word revealed Yan Li’s attitude.

Yang Lin used the same word to indicate her intent, then the two had a standoff in the dressing room.

The silence was shortly broken. A man in a stagehand’s uniform rushed over saying there was something important Yang Lin needed to handle. Yang Lin looked at the person, only half-believing him. Just then, her cellphone rang. She gave some instructions to the stagehand, then left.

The ‘stagehand’ was Feng Ji.

Feng Ji glanced outside. After confirming Yang Lin wasn’t in the vicinity, he ran out with Yan Li. By the time Yang Lin returned, Yan Li and the others were already on the highway.

“Ah, freedom~” Yan Li was like a bird leaving a cage, her joyous laughter echoing through the car. Until she discovered Ji Linxi was driving.

Since Ji Linxi was driving, Yan Li didn’t want to distract him. She turned her attention to Ling Miao. Under her razor-sharp gaze, Ling Miao shuddered: “Yan… Yan-jie, if you have something to say, say it. Don’t look at me like that. It makes me worried you’ll do something to me.”

“Yan Li.” Ji Linxi had guessed what Yan Li was about to do and gave her a warning.

Yan Li huffed in frustration, then turned her gaze to Su Yuyang. Several seconds later, Su Yuyang received a text message on QQ.

Yan Li: Do you have feelings for Ling Miao?

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Translation notes:

[1] Justice Bao: a man with a dark complexion. Ling Miao is saying Su Yuyang has a dark expression.