I Heard I Was the Scumbag Alpha of a Top-Tier Celebrity (GL) - Chapter 25

The band-aid was very small, no more than an inch long, but its presence surpassed everything else. The area where it was stuck wasn’t painful anymore, but faintly pulsed with an extreme itch.

Even for an Alpha, the healing ability couldn’t be this fast, right?

“You have one on your face too.” Yan Shuangshuang stood up. She was very close, close enough that Gu Xin could feel her warm breath.

Accompanying her words were her cool fingers, lightly touching the bruise on Gu Xin’s face.

Gu Xin was rigid and tense, like a small animal caught by its predator, daring not to move. She could only watch helplessly as Yan Shuangshuang naturally stroked her face, then asked: “Hit this badly?”

“It’s fine. I didn’t lose,” Gu Xin answered reflexively.

Actually, at first, Gu Xin was concerned that the other party was an actor who relied on his looks and that she shouldn’t offend Ying Lu.

However, Zhao Censu mistakenly took her holding back as weakness and aimed all his moves at her face. After Gu Xin was accidentally hit, a fire flared in her heart. She ignored all courtesy and immediately beat him to the ground, giving him a thorough facial beating.

Gu Xin typically didn’t hit so hard, but when she did, it was really hard.

Zhao Censu’s face was now ten times worse than hers.

It was only now that Gu Xin belatedly wondered—Would Yan Shuangshuang blame her?

They were now completely unrelated. Knowing that she had left the other party with many bad impressions before, she shouldn’t cause her any more trouble.

She had even inexplicably beaten her former partner’s collaborator, making things worse now.

—I should have walked farther away. I wouldn’t have been caught after the fight.

When Yan Shuangshuang’s hand came up again, Gu Xin closed her eyes.

Yan Shuangshuang: “…Why are you closing your eyes?”

Gu Xin, in her submissive posture, opened her eyes blankly again: “I-I’m sorry?”

If Yan Shuangshuang were to slap her, she would absolutely not fight back.

But Yan Shuangshuang didn’t intend to slap her. After gazing at her for a few seconds, she even grabbed her wrist, forcefully pulling her back to apply medicine.

Gu Xin stumbled as she was pulled. Although Yan Shuangshuang’s grip was not heavy, and Gu Xin could easily break free with her strength, she didn’t.

The two of them appeared together, in this posture, making many jaws drop along the way.

When they passed Ying Lu, she calmly raised her hand to them and said, “Oh, you’re back.”

Yan Shuangshuang stopped and said politely to Ying Lu: “Director Ying.”

Ying Lu skillfully took a drag from her cigarette, indicating she heard, and then spoke to Gu Xin behind Yan Shuangshuang: “Is the man still breathing?”

“Cough, yes.” Gu Xin felt the wrist of her left hand, which was being held, start to burn under everyone’s gaze. Her ears, hidden by her hair, also started turning red. “It’s just that his face might be a tad bit severe.”

Ying Lu frowned: “Why aim for the face? What about the filming?”

“I’m sorr—”

“We can film the fight scene we didn’t shoot before. It saves us the trouble of applying makeup.” When Yan Shuangshuang said this, her tone was as casual as if she were going to the market to buy fish. She sounded like she hadn’t managed to get any fish in the previous days, and now she had time to buy and eat it.

But is buying fish the same as filming a movie?

Ying Lu: “…6.”

Yan Shuangshuang nodded politely, signaling that she was leaving. Ying Lu stepped aside, her gaze fixed on Yan Shuangshuang’s hand, which was tightly gripping Gu Xin.

After months of training, Yan Shuangshuang’s hands were now rougher, less beautiful than before, but her fingers were still slender, fitting perfectly around Gu Xin’s wrist.

She held on tight, seemingly afraid the person behind her would run away.

“How interesting~” Seeing the two enter the room, Ying Lu smiled and took a puff of her cigarette, squinting as she thought about something.

After the mountain wind scattered the smoke, she stamped out the cigarette butt and sent someone to find Zhao Censu.

The signal in the mountains still hadn’t recovered after the heavy rain.

Gu Xin sat in the chair, unable to even pretend to play with her phone to mitigate the awkwardness. She didn’t know where to look, so she stared at the dressing mirror in front of her, watching the person behind her busily searching for medicine in the reflection.

Every sound became clear.

Yan Shuangshuang had long hair, but to fit her character, she usually kept it tied up.

Her low ponytail hung by her hand. Her fair arms swung between the strands of black hair, extremely eye-catching.

But none of it compared to the other view.

From the angle of the mirror, she could just glimpse Yan Shuangshuang’s neckline as she moved.

… So pale.

Gu Xin’s throat felt dry. She immediately looked away, pretending she hadn’t seen anything.

Yan Shuangshuang finally found the medicated oil. She sat on the edge of the bed and motioned for Gu Xin to face her.

Gu Xin lowered her gaze, afraid to look at her, but the moment the medicated oil touched her face, Gu Xin hissed.

Yan Shuangshuang paused and asked, “Does it hurt a lot?”

Gu Xin paused, gritting her teeth: “It’s nothing.”

“Oh, bear with the pain then.”

Yan Shuangshuang applied the oil without mercy, rubbing it in until Gu Xin could barely maintain her expression.

The peak torture of heat and pain lasted for almost two or three minutes, until her eyes were teary. Only then did Yan Shuangshuang finally stop.

Yan Shuangshuang calmly wiped her hands with a tissue, then picked up an ice pack: “Apply this yourself.”

Gu Xin’s eyes were glistening with tears. She obediently took the ice pack and held it to the side of her face.

Gu Xin originally had short hair that reached her ears, but she hadn’t had time to cut it in the two months she was busy with various things. It now reached her shoulders.

The ice pack peeked out from a small corner of her messy, broken hair.

Yan Shuangshuang stared at the small, sharp edge and asked after a moment, “Why don’t you take care of it?”

Gu Xin lowered her head. Because of the pain, her voice was muffled and slightly incoherent: “No time…”

“What have you been so busy with during this time?”

“Reading papers, writing papers, looking for a job, searching online for…” Gu Xin suddenly stopped.

The latter half of the sentence was “searching online for Yan Shuangshuang’s information,” but saying that out loud in the current situation would be too strange.

Yan Shuangshuang noticed her abrupt pause: “Searching for what?”

“Searching for data.”

Gu Xin quickly followed up, mentally cheering herself for her quick thinking.

Yan Shuangshuang said, “Oh. Searching for my data, is that right?”

“…”

Gu Xin struggled to speak: “N-no.”

Yan Shuangshuang continued talking, as if to herself: “Ying Lu told me that someone would help me counter the black PR, monitor public opinion, and did so anonymously without asking for any compensation. I wondered then if it was you. Later, when I saw the email address, ah, it was you after all.”

“…”

“Why did you do a good deed and not leave your name, but forget to hide your email address?”

Gu Xin thought, A good question. I also want to know why I was so foolish back then not to use a different account.

Her thoughts instantly reversed, and memory was frozen.

—Wait, I clearly sent it to Ying Lu!

Ying Lu sold her out?!

Yan Shuangshuang didn’t give her any more space to think. She suddenly leaned close to Gu Xin, one hand aggressively lifting Gu Xin’s chin, forcing her to make close eye contact.

She spoke word by word: “We agreed to cut all ties and go our separate ways, but you don’t seem to be doing that.”

“Xin Xin, do you still like me?”