Chapter 42 : Patron, Please Keep Me 22 (2/2)

It was at this moment that the monitor blacked out. Bright red words slowly appeared on the screen:

It is time to atone for the ones who have died. Are you ready?

‘Atone… the ones who have died…’

“Aaaah!” Xia Xuan screamed as she tossed the computer beneath her bed. It crackled for a bit before the screen truly went black.

“Baby, what’s wrong? What’s wrong?” The door was opened and her mother rushed in to hug the screaming Xia Xuan. “Baby, did you have a nightmare? It’s okay now, there’s nothing to be afraid of, mommy’s here.”

“Mom…” Xia Xuan clutched the woman’s hand, her face twisting. “Mom, someone knows about that matter and is using it to threaten me… Mom, didn’t you say you had already dealt with it properly? Why is there still someone who found out?!”

“Xuanxuan, what are you talking about?” Xia Xuan’s mother looked at Xia Xuan with anxiety. “Xuanxuan, calm down. Tell mommy what happened.”

Her mother’s consolations slowly calmed her down, though those eyes remained filled with bloody lines. The hand she was using to clutch at her mother was already greenish-white from having used too much strength. Xia Xuan’s long fingernails sank into her mother’s skin.

Afraid of agitating Xia Xuan further, her mother could only stay silent.

“Mom, someone knows about that matter. He wants to destroy me.” Xia Xuan gritted her teeth as she stared off into space.

Her mother’s face changed drastically. “Impossible! I already made sure no traces were left.”

“No, those people haven’t died. There were so many people and they all knew, they knew. Why didn’t you kill them? Why?!” Xia Xuan suddenly shoved her mother. “If you had just killed them all back then, would I still be threatened now? Why didn’t you kill them…? *sobs* Why…”

Xia Xuan weakly collapsed onto the blanket and cried.

“Xuanxuan, don’t worry. Mommy will help you handle this. You’re my only daughter, I won’t let anything happen to you.” A hint of ruthlessness flashed on her well-maintained face. Although she had her mother’s promise, Xia Xuan didn’t feel safe so she headed towards Xi Mo’s house.

Seeing Xia Xuan who was severely covered up, Xi Mo furrowed his brows. With a somewhat dissatisfied tone, he spoke, “What did you come here for?”

There were currently nasty rumours surrounding her yet she had come to him. ‘Isn’t this just causing trouble for me?’

“Ah Mo, save me.” Xia Xuan lunged into Xi Mo’s arms and held him tightly.

Xia Xuan had applied some makeup on before she had left the house. Thanks to the wonderful art of makeup, she managed to make herself look very pitiful.

“Just find someone to delete the photos, what are you looking for me for?” Xi Mo’s tone was a bit cold. Because Xia Xuan was his fiancée, Dongfang Entertainment had been affected by her matter. He didn’t want anything else to happen.

“Ah Mo, someone wants to destroy me. Those photos can’t be deleted.” Xia Xuan hugged Xi Mo as she sobbed in a small voice. “They don’t just want to destroy me, they want to drag down Dongfang Entertainment too. Ah Mo, helping me is helping you. Please help me.”

Xi Mo’s gaze hardened. He had discovered that someone had been drawing some flak onto Dongfang Entertainment. Fortunately, he had discovered it on time and hadn’t let it get out of hand.

‘Could it be that someone really wants to deal with Dongfang Entertainment? And that they’re just starting with Xia Xuan?’

Xia Xuan didn’t know about this and had just been rambling, hoping to get Xi Mo to help her.

Her luck was quite good though; A random sentence could land on the main topic. The Xia family didn’t have much of a presence in the entertainment circle, the only thing they could do was support her with funds but nothing else. Only Xi Mo and his Dongfang Entertainment could help her out.

“Stop crying. Go and clean up first.” Xi Mo pushed Xia Xuan away as he spoke impatiently.

Xia Xuan was smart as she didn’t continue to stick to Xi Mo. She followed his words and went to bathe.

[1] Used when someone wants to toady up to someone else. Imagine you hugging onto a person’s leg and saying “I’m not letting you go till you agree to let me be your lackey!” or something like that.

[2] She used a term here which implied she was his slave. Of course, she’s being sarcastic here.