Chapter 29.2
Song Qingre took in this tiny detail of hers.
“Qiuqiu is still the same as before.” Song Qingre smiled faintly.
Yan Qingqiu snorted and looked at the note in her hand. Song Qingre had changed one or two items, rewriting them according to what she said: [According to the scientific formula, eight cups of water a day. The water will be provided by Yan Qingqiu.]
Yan Qingqiu’s kidneys tightened. She said, “No, no, no, no. Don’t start by challenging the limit right away. Make it a little less. Who can withstand eight times a day?”
Song Qingre looked at her and said, “How about this? Today, we’ll follow mine. Tomorrow, we’ll follow yours. You write it yourself. However you want me to treat you, that’s how I’ll treat you.”
“…Ah?” Yan Qingqiu was dumbfounded. She said, “I was just talking. I thought people who acted as masters would have some self-awareness and would naturally do things very lewdly. I didn’t expect you to be this pure.”
“It’s fine. What you said was very good. I think it can all be adopted.”
Song Qingre said, “I’ll write a little, you write a little, and we’ll combine them. After that, I’ll just add a massage.”
“…The kind of massage where everything is taken off?” Yan Qingqiu asked tentatively.
Song Qingre paused her pen, then added words in front. “What you said can be included.”
Yan Qingqiu felt like roasting her a little. This brain of hers was not flexible at all. Sooner or later, someone would cheat her out of all her money. She did not even know how to play with beauties, let alone fall in love later.
As she thought and thought, her hand got cheap again and she gave a few more pointers.
System: [Pfft.]
The system said: [You really don’t know whether to live or die.]
The sound was a little loud, and Yan Qingqiu was startled. She said: [What do you mean, I don’t know whether to live or die? I just can’t stand seeing someone this pure, so I said a few more words.]
System: [Can someone pure give you an essential oil massage?]
“That seems to make sense,” Yan Qingqiu said.
“Mm?” Song Qingre looked at her. “You also think this makes sense? Then let’s upgrade the essential oil massage into body massage. I remember last time you said both people could be rubbed with it. I think that’s quite good.”
“…”
The system said leisurely: [What if she’s tricking you? First she gets you to become lewd, and later, when you resist, she’ll say you chose it yourself.]
No way.
Song Qingre changed the note into a complete mess. Finally, she said, “There’s one more thing. I was too embarrassed to say it before. Can I say it now?”
Yan Qingqiu looked at her a little warily. “Say it and let me hear.”
“The novel you wrote last time was very good. Work is rather dull. When I’m tired in my free time, I want to take it out and read it to stimulate inspiration.”
“…”
Sick.
“Sorry to trouble you.” Song Qingre stuffed the revised note into her hand. Yan Qingqiu did not want it, but Song Qingre slowly stuffed it into her palm bit by bit and said, “You’re not allowed to crush it, okay?”
Yan Qingqiu pushed it back with her fingers, refusing the note. In front, the butler stopped the car and said, “Miss, we’ve arrived.”
As he spoke, the butler came around to open the car door for her. Seeing that the note was about to fall, Yan Qingqiu quickly grabbed it. Damn it.
She stuffed the note into her pocket and bent down to get out of the car.
The butler handed her a mask and said, “Miss, put this on. The hospital has mixed smells, and I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle it. Also, you can more or less be considered famous now. I’m afraid someone will recognize you.”
“Mm.” Yan Qingqiu did not refuse. According to the butler’s reasoning, she should also be wearing a hat. She put on the mask and glared fiercely at Song Qingre.
Song Qingre said unhurriedly, “Rule nine: You’re not allowed to lose your temper at Song Qingre, and you’re not allowed to be fierce to her.”
“Hehehehe. I’m laughing so happily,” Yan Qingqiu said.
The butler went to find the doctor. The two of them stood on the floor waiting. During that time, Yan Qingqiu’s phone kept ringing. They were all photos sent by Su Xingjie, asking her to review them, saying the promotional photos had already been posted on Weibo.
Yan Qingqiu replied with an OK. She logged into Weibo to look. The official Weibo’s promotional copy was about the concept of the work and praised the artistic feel of the models.
Su Xingjie’s personal account then reposted it, praising her in all sorts of ways to raise goodwill: [Thank you, Qiu-bao, for helping. Clearing out the company’s models in one go was a huge expense. Thank you, Qiu-bao, for bringing my models into the livestream, and even more, thank you for stepping forward when ER was in difficulty, helping me shoot so much promotional material, and refusing to accept money. Love Qiu-bao.]
Yan Qingqiu felt a little embarrassed. Clearly, she had been the one to borrow the models. She liked the post. Not long after, Yan Corporation’s Weibo also went over to like and repost it, likewise thanking ER for its help.
The fans of the two families finally no longer looked down on each other like before, and no one was scolding Yan Qingqiu for being love-brained anymore. Worth celebrating.
Moreover, the fans were all shouting for her to debut.
Yan Qingqiu really had not considered filming or anything like that. She was very clear about her own abilities. But everyone urging her to do it was an affirmation of her beauty, so she was quite happy looking at it.
ER had chosen a good opportunity. The photos immediately went onto the trending searches, becoming popular for a while. Not only did marketing accounts repost them, but big verified accounts and popular artists also reposted them and even drew fanart for her.
Su Xingjie sent her screenshots of the data: [Qiu-bao, have you ever thought of becoming a model? Why don’t you come to my company? I’ll promote you.]
Yan Qingqiu was a little tempted. She pinched the pearl bracelet on her wrist, then held her phone out for Song Qingre to look at the contents. First, she said to Song Qingre, “Thank you.”
“Mm.” Song Qingre did not have much of a reaction.
Yan Qingqiu was quite grateful to her. Without her, Yan Qingqiu would now be forced by Fu Ye to get married. “When Dad comes back tonight, I’ll ask when he’ll pay back the money. When the time comes, I’ll return it to you directly.”
“No hurry. Right now is when Uncle needs money.” Song Qingre was not anxious. The butler called Yan Qingqiu to go in for the examination. Song Qingre stood up and said, “I still haven’t enjoyed the little slave’s benefits enough.”
Yan Qingqiu gritted her teeth.
Entering the examination room, Yan Qingqiu pulled down her mask. She did not know what the butler had told the doctor. The doctor examining her nose was one thing, but then the doctor also went to touch her gland. Finally, they scanned it with an instrument and said, “Allergy, plus a cold. It’s nothing serious, but the medication is a bit complicated. I’ll prescribe it for you. Just buy it according to this.”
The butler answered okay. Yan Qingqiu pulled her mask back up. While waiting for the butler to return, her phone vibrated many times again. Just as she was about to look, the butler came back, holding a bag.
Yan Qingqiu’s eyes were sharp. At one glance, she saw the words on the box: [Medication for Omega Sensitive Period]. She quickly took the bag and asked, “Did you… look at the medicine?”
The butler frowned. “Not yet. What’s wrong? Did I buy the wrong one? Let me see.”
“No!” Yan Qingqiu placed the medicine behind her back. Then she looked at Song Qingre and said, “I’m fine now. You go to work first.”
“All right. Take care of yourself.” Song Qingre pulled open the spray stopper and bent down to spray it for her. Yan Qingqiu immediately saw the label on it: “Omega Nasal Decongestant.” Yan Qingqiu’s eyes widened, afraid Song Qingre would discover it. She secretly glanced at the butler. The butler was very seriously looking at his phone.
So dangerous!
“Done!”
“Mm.” Song Qingre said, “You can’t glare at me.”
Yan Qingqiu changed her tone. “Aiya, thank you so much~”
Song Qingre lifted her head slightly, the corners of her lips twitching. Yan Qingqiu quickly grabbed the medicine and stuffed it into the bag. “You can go now.”
“Good girl.” Song Qingre smiled.
Yan Qingqiu felt she had miscalculated badly. She should not have brought these two people to see the doctor together. Today, she had not even brought a bag. How was she supposed to hide this?
She looked at the butler. “Uncle Dong, we’re going home!”
The butler pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. “Coming.”
The three of them took the elevator downstairs together. Yan Qingqiu’s hand kept gripping the keywords to prevent them from discovering them. When they got downstairs, Song Qingre was in no hurry to get into the car. She said she was craving something and went to buy snowflake hawthorn balls packed in paper bags. Because there were a lot, the owner gave her an extra bag.
Yan Qingqiu took the hawthorn balls. “This one is for me to eat.”
Song Qingre did not stop her either. She got into the car. The butler first sent Song Qingre to the studio, then sent Yan Qingqiu home.
The seat beside her became empty. Yan Qingqiu let out a heavy breath. What kind of day was today? She was either on the edge of overturning or on the road to overturning. Her body leaned heavily backward. The fierce A was exhausted!
Yan Qingqiu’s nose was still a little itchy. She sniffed, lowered the seat, and lay down. She stuffed a hawthorn ball into her mouth. Sour and sweet. As she ate, the car actually stopped.
“What’s wrong?” She lifted herself up and asked.
“The car seems to have broken down,” the butler comforted her. He did not force the car to start again. First, he got out and opened the door for Yan Qingqiu. “I plan to call someone to repair it. I’m sorry, Miss.”
Good. Now the car had broken down too. At least it had not overturned.
“It’s fine.” Today’s start was unfavorable. Yan Qingqiu quickly got out of the car. She handed the hawthorn balls over. “You eat one too.”
The butler ate one and said, “Miss, you dropped something.”
He prepared to reach out and pick it up. Yan Qingqiu looked and saw it was her “Little Slave Rules.” She quickly bent down and leaned into the car, beating him to pick up the paper. This time, she saw the back of the rules. There was actually another line written there.
[7: You can only call Song Qingre Master, Baby, Darling. All pet names are exclusive to Song Qingre. No one else may be called that.]
Look, was this not pure?
So pure her teeth were sour. Aiyo, aiyo.
Yan Qingqiu got out of the car, holding the hawthorn balls and the medicine. Smiling, she took out her phone again, preparing to take a photo to mock Song Qingre. At this moment, her phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number calling. She frowned and hung up, but several more numbers came in. Damn it, had Fu Ye gone crazy?
“Miss, what’s wrong?” the butler asked.
“I’m being harassed by Fu Ye. When you have time, help me change my number,” Yan Qingqiu said.
The system in her mind jumped out again and said: [Host, changing your number is not recommended. If this number is discontinued and no longer used, it may affect important plot points. You may fail the mission because of it.]
Yan Qingqiu said, “I’ll use dual SIM, dual standby!”
After she said that, a message came in.
The message said: [I heard from Xiao Xi that you were asking her about high school? Since you want to know, why don’t you ask me directly? I know more than she does.]
Yan Qingqiu originally wanted to shut down the phone directly without replying. Unfortunately, another message came in: [What Xiao Xi said may not all be true. Wouldn’t it be clearer if you asked me?]
That did seem to make a little sense. But wasn’t it just that thing?
She and Luo Xi had fought over a man, and the man chose to help his good little sister.
Yan Qingqiu replied: [I basically understand already. If you have anything to add, I don’t mind.]
After sending it, Fu Ye’s message came very quickly: [Can you come to the hospital to see me? I’m sick. I can’t possibly do anything to you.]
Yan Qingqiu thought, What a coincidence. I just came out of the hospital.
However, right now, she was only one road away from the hospital. She did not really want to go. She still had not taken revenge on Fu Ye for what happened last time. She sent another message: [If you have something to say, say it directly. Don’t play that set, thank you. If I see you, that will be the day you die.]
Yan Qingqiu was still curious about this matter. What if there was some hidden story?
However, she would not completely trust Fu Ye either.
Maybe even her car breaking down had been manipulated by something. Every time Fu Ye wanted to see her, she absolutely had to go. It was very strange.
Fu Ye: [I really miss you.]
Looking at this foot-scraping line, Yan Qingqiu felt it was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere… In those wife-chasing crematorium dramas, where the male lead loved humbly and said such things.
Her teeth were almost sour enough to melt.
At this moment, Fu Ye lay on the hospital bed, typing one word at a time. Nurses came in several times to remind him to sleep and rest, but he shook his head every time.
Very quickly, he received a message.
[See your mother! Say it if you want, shut up and get lost if you don’t. Do you believe I’ll call the police right now and say you’re harassing me?]
Yan Qingqiu’s tone did not seem like a joke. The more she acted like this, the more miserable Fu Ye felt. In just a few short days, many things had changed drastically. He dialed her number. One second, two seconds… At twenty seconds, the call connected.
Yan Qingqiu’s voice was impatient. “Talk. If you keep acting like an old woman and saying sour things, I’m changing my phone number.”
Fu Ye quickly brought the phone to his ear. “Back then, when you and Xiao Xi fought, I actually knew about it from the beginning. It didn’t really count as me passing by. It’s just that back then, I didn’t want to admit you would do that, so…”
“Just say it. Who told you?” Yan Qingqiu went straight to the point.
Fu Ye seemed to find it very difficult to say. “I can’t tell you this…”
“Then is telling me this useful… if you won’t say who it was?” Yan Qingqiu was about to hang up.
“It was Qingre,” Fu Ye said.
Yan Qingqiu’s fingers paused. “Ah?”
She looked at her phone and said, “Trying to sow discord like this isn’t very good, right? You think I’ll believe you?”
“It really was her who told me… She said you were preparing to bring punks to force yourself on Xiao Xi. That’s why I rushed over immediately. At first, I didn’t believe it. I only thought you knew Xiao Xi had torn your textbooks and were angry at her, so you found people to teach her a lesson. Later, you did some more messy things, and then I believed it.”
“How could I possibly find people to do that to your good little sister? Am I crazy?”
“But Qingre wouldn’t lie either, right…”
Yan Qingqiu also wanted to say that sentence. Fu Ye said over the phone, “In that situation, it was impossible for me not to overthink. Qingre also had a good relationship with you, and I really did see you bring people there.”
“All right, stop talking. This matter still hasn’t been made clear…” Yan Qingqiu also could not understand the beginning and end of this matter. She herself could not possibly do something like that. But if “she” had wanted to destroy Luo Xi and had found punks to do that to her, it would be normal for Song Qingre, after discovering it, to tell Luo Xi’s brother…
No, that still was not normal. If Song Qingre told Fu Ye, wouldn’t that affect “her” reputation? With Song Qingre’s personality, she should not be able to do something like that. After all, she cared a lot about “her.”
Fu Ye said, “There are many other things too, all from high school. There really was a period when you treated me lukewarmly. Sometimes cold, sometimes passionate. It’s very similar to your current state, like you became a different person. What exactly happened to you? Did you encounter something?”
“Nothing happened. I just don’t want to like you. Don’t fucking suspect that I became a different person. If not loving you means I became a different person, then why didn’t you suspect that I became a different person later, when I loved you so much… I’m already annoyed talking to you about this. I’ll contact you later. Think clearly yourself about what you want to say to me.”
After Yan Qingqiu finished speaking, she hung up.
Her phone was held by the butler. The hawthorn balls in her arms were about to fall.
She kept thinking about this matter and asked the butler beside her. The butler had basically heard everything just now. He shook his head and said, “I’m not clear about your school matters. When you were in senior year, Miss Song was a freshman in university. During that period, Miss Song didn’t pay much attention to her studies either and kept handling your matters.”
“Oh. Did anything important happen at that time? At home, did I argue with her?”
The butler thought for a moment and nodded. “There really was… But do you truly want to hear it?”
Yan Qingqiu took a deep breath and could not help sneezing again. She still had not prepared herself mentally. She wanted to hear it, but did not dare.
“Should I write it out instead?” the butler asked.
“No, no, no.” Yan Qingqiu thought about the butler’s writing style and knew she could not handle it. She said, “For your recent updates, don’t write them too angstily. Write more kissing and such. Forget the heart-stabbing parts.”
“Then what do you want to hear now?” the butler asked.
“Just… say it. Say it. I can endure it.”
“You scolded her as a pervert, a damn homosexual… said she was a bitch, one way on the surface and another inside, and that you had already discovered how disgusting she was.”
Yan Qingqiu’s blood pressure rose as she listened. Blood rushed to her head. She stomped hard, and then wanted to create fanwork again. Inspiration had come. She pressed her temple.
Just listening made her so angry. How could someone say that?
The butler also asked, “Miss, to be honest, I’m also very curious. Why did you say that about Miss Song? The homosexuality part is even harder to understand. Although AA being together may be somewhat inconvenient now, basically no one discriminates against it. I also thought about it for a long time.”
He was extremely confused, as if he had something he wanted to say, but because of her status, he did not say it.
Miss, why were your words so vicious back then?
Yan Qingqiu did not know either. She had not even figured out the specific situation. Song Qingre could not actually be some kind of pervert, right? “She” discovered it, and the two of them had a conflict?
She opened her mouth. Just as she was about to speak, a “ding” rang in her mind.
The system seemed to have been on standby for a long time and quickly interrupted her, saying: [Congratulations, Host, for successfully reasoning out 50% of the first stage’s plot points and becoming the fastest host to clear the route so far!]
[We will redeem the gift you want most and desire most in your heart! Double portions!]
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