Chapter 75

Qiu An and Song Song were in a stalemate for a long time. When Chang Yuqing had admired them enough, he spoke leisurely, "The conditions are the same. In one night, I will tell you where Jiang Ting is. And I will also fulfill all the things about Ran Long."

You know it's a trap, but you still want to jump into it?

How many people lose because of this "what if" thought.

What if, this time, I could turn the tables? What if, just this one time, I wouldn't get addicted? What if, just this one night, I wouldn't suffer any ill effects?

What if she happens to like me too?

What if Jiang Ting is really still alive?

Seeing Qiu An wavering, Chang Yuqing took the opportunity to continue, "Oh, it's okay if we don't go to bed. You can go on a date with me and play with me for a while. Maybe you can make me happy, and then I'll tell you when I soften my heart."

This is also Chang Yuqing's usual tactic, giving a seemingly simpler condition at the last moment of hesitation.

It just "seems" because she didn't say anything final, and the final right of interpretation of whether she was soft-hearted or not was in her hands.

It seems kind, but in fact it is just a trick used at the last moment to gain more benefits for oneself.

Qiu An lost her strength and the car keys slipped from her hand. Seeing this, Song Song let go of her hand.

Qiu An didn't look at Chang Yuqing again. He just glanced at the person in the driver's seat when he got out of the car, and then left without saying a word.

Song Song saw that look, and she looked at Qiu An's receding back and began to ponder.

Is it disappointment? I don't think so. Have you accepted your fate? I don't think so either.

Why should he look at her? Why should he look at her with such eyes?

The chaotic thoughts paralyzed her senses, and when she regained consciousness, her jaw was clamped tightly by a strong hand. There was no mercy at all, and it pinched deeply on the bone.

Song Song slowly turned around following the hand's wishes, and met Chang Yuqing's bloodthirsty and excited eyes from the hunter clan.

"Are you so fascinated by it? Big stars are really prettier than me, right?"

"I'm not even close to Mr. Chang." Song Song lowered his eyebrows and spoke flattering words that had become muscle memory.

She gently stroked the hand that hurt her, took it off, and kissed the owner of the hand.

This was her only way to avoid punishment, and it was the clearest truth in her heart.

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Qiu An didn't want to give up on that "what if" chance, but he also didn't want to accept his fate.

Chang Yuqing is a quagmire filled with filth. If she really falls into it, how can she allow herself, who is so dirty, to embrace her sun, the person she truly regards as a snow lotus?

Chang Yuqing said something very right: she does not think of herself as noble or clean.

However, dyeing is also her "what if" situation.

Ever since she got involved with Ranlong, she had been longing to experience every romantic moment with her.

She only managed to avoid sinking because of that unattainable dream. Only when her dream was shattered did she allow herself to rush into the abyss. Fortunately, she stopped herself at the brink of death, but only left behind some evidence of her crime, which made Ranlong worry about it for many years.

It was her fault. She deserved it.

Chang Yuqing is not a philanthropist. Now that he has caught her weakness, how could he let her go after a few so-called "dates" that are not very painful?

Agreeing to a date with Chang Yuqing was just a delaying tactic. She wanted to find her weakness and get her to talk through repeated confrontations with her.

Maybe Chang Yuqing is not as impenetrable as imagined.

Chang Yuqing didn't visit her very often, and Qiu An could see that Chang Yuqing didn't like "dating" her.

When they went out to eat together, Chang Yuqing was often absent-minded, staring at her phone, rarely talking, and never flirting.

They had little in common, and Qiu An had no idea what this wealthy, dissolute girl from a young age liked. She and Chang Yuqing chatted about film and television, the industry, diving, horse racing, luxury cars, and watches, but Chang Yuqing showed little interest and simply gave her a perfunctory response.

Someone called to talk to her about work, and Qiu An thought she would be disappointed and get angry.

But Chang Yuqing actually treated her as a breath of air, talking on the phone for two hours without even hiding business secrets.

Chang Yuqing was not interested in the feast of delicacies from land and sea. When she was really bored, she would treat her as a fashion item and a symbol of power and bring her to gatherings with a group of friends.

She was having so much fun that she didn't even remember she brought someone with her. When the time came, she just packed up and went home.

Qiu An didn't feel humiliated; she was used to being treated this way. Along the way, not many people treated her like a human being.

She felt only regret. Time had flown by, and the irrefutable evidence of her secret meeting with Chang Yuqing had leaked out. After all this trouble, she still couldn't find a single breakthrough.

Yes, people like this don’t know what love and dating are.

Not only that, Chang Yuqing was also the person with the best alcohol tolerance she had ever met.

Whether it was a foreign drink, white wine, or a mixed drink, she would be drunk to the hilt. No matter how strong the drink was, she drank it down as easily as water.

Iron throat, iron stomach, iron bladder, every time Chang Yuqing showed her vastness, Qiu An couldn't help but suspect that he was dealing with a non-human creature.

Whenever Qiu An drank to the point of physical and mental collapse, Chang Yuqing never showed any sign of difficulty.

She would also condescendingly mock her: "Oh, you're so stubborn, I thought you were so capable, but this is all?"

Like Ranlong, she also thought about outsmarting him, but she was no match for Chang Yuqing at the drinking table game, and in the end she drank more than when she didn't play the game.

After all, Chang Yuqing has probably been hanging out in such places of feasting and drinking since she was a child. Alcohol and games are compulsory courses for her, not to mention that she regards this as her biggest hobby in life.

Even if Qiu An risked his life, he would still be no match for a man who grew up in alcohol.

After accompanying her many times, Chang Yuqing neither asked her for a date nor told her about Jiang Ting.

Whenever Qiu An's prying annoyed him, he would bare his bloodthirsty fangs: "You are such a boring woman. Hanging out with you is a complete waste of time! Why don't we get straight to the point? Have you thought it through? One night in exchange for a long-lost child, a girlfriend, and the future of a girlfriend-to-be, isn't that a good deal?"

When Qiu An realized that this might be the only way out, she changed from getting others drunk to getting herself drunk, just to numb her nerves and end the inner entanglement and pain as soon as possible.

When Ranlong came to see her that day, Qiu An made up her mind to make that night the last night she would embrace Ranlong.

Once her future is paved and all the kindness she deserves is repaid, they can go their separate ways.

But Ranlong seemed different that day. She had great expectations for her arrival, prepared a table full of food and drinks, trimmed her nails carefully, and bought nail gloves.

She didn't dare to delve into the logic behind this difference.

She grew up in the mud, and no matter how clean her appearance is, it cannot cover up her heart that is stained with filth.

She is not worthy of such a good person.

Ranlong is only 24 years old this year. She is still young and has a bright future. There are many wonderful encounters waiting for her.

The obvious thing. It was something Qiu An had thought about but deliberately ignored.

There is still a stumbling block on the road to success, isn't there?

The stumbling block's name is Qiu An, Jiang Huan, isn't it?

That night, Ranlong was unusually rude, but Qiu An wasn't angry with her. She just felt indebted, deeply indebted, a debt that could never be redeemed even if she died at Ranlong's hands.

In the end, Qiu An still couldn't make up his mind, and the date he had agreed with Chang Yuqing was postponed again and again.

Fortunately, Chang Yuqing did not urge her, and left her aside like a piece of candy that was tasteless but a pity to throw away.

You see, Qiu An is no exception.

She too had fallen into the trap set by the Overlooker, and she was grateful for the insignificant grace.

Ranlong came to see her again.

This time she was so smart that she actually blocked her door directly.

Qiu An wasn't too surprised by Ranlong's appearance. Rather, it was another trap set by her uncontrollable longing.

She deliberately brought her performance clothes home and left them there, then gave Xixi the key and asked her to go get it.

She is smart and will definitely find a way to get the key.

What she thought was that since Chang Yuqing didn't urge her, she still had time to be intimate with Ran Long.

Look how dirty she is.

Ranlong came to see her again.

This time he asked her out for a drink, hoping to get her drunk and get her to talk. Ranlong was also smart this time, knowing that he couldn't drink as much as her, so he decided to play a drinking game with her.

Qiu An's social engagements are usually at dinner parties all year round. She always refuses invitations from those with ulterior motives and really doesn't know much about the drinking table games.

But Ranlong's luck was not very good, as she happened to choose the period when she was most knowledgeable about this type of game.

Although he cannot beat Chang Yuqing, he is more than capable of dealing with Ranlong.

I had drunk with Chang Yuqing too many times and was used to seeing drunkards drinking heavily, so I forgot for a moment how much he could drink.

If you are not careful, you will get drunk and lose your mind.

What an honest child. He was obviously here to trick us, but he didn't dilute the drink or pretend to drink it.

Qiu An looked at the drunk child lying in his arms, feeling both distressed and moved.

Did I lose the game? No.

She looked at Ranlong who was so drunk that she could not stand, but he still took care of her mood, and listened to Ranlong's soft voice in her ear saying that she could be her puppy.

Her heart wavered again.

Chang Yuqing invited her out on a date again, but this time, Qiu An refused.

She realized that what she was doing was not only hurting herself, but also hurting Ranlong. This was something she could not tolerate.

Do I have to be led by Chang Yuqing?

Over the years, she has always suspected that Jiang Ting is not dead, and has sent people to look for her whereabouts, although they have returned empty-handed every time.

However, if the person in the photo is really Jiang Ting, as long as she is still alive, her whereabouts cannot be found by Chang Yuqing alone.

As for Ranlong’s soft ban - it doesn’t matter. Other crews don’t dare to use her for the sake of Chang Yuqing’s face. She has another way.

She also had face, and she could be as humble as before to her fans for a role. She also had money, and could pay for Ranlong to join the crew with salary, or even put together a crew for her.

She should believe in Ranlong's strength and charm, and believe that one day her commercial value will break through the limitations brought by Chang Yuqing.

She wants to find Ranlong and meet her.

Go and tell her that you will never see Chang Yuqing again.

Tell her, I never thought of you as Yuan Chengyin.

Ask her, am I too late? Do I still have a chance?

I like you.

I love you.

Can I chase you once?

Thinking of this, Qiu An forgot to change his shoes. He ran out of the house in his slippers and ran all the way to Ranlong's door.

But she knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered.

Are you still working so late?

Qiu An sent several WeChat messages and made several phone calls, but the only response she got was a cold female voice, repeating over and over again:

"Hello, the number you dialed is turned off."

I thought Ranlong had gone to bed, but I still couldn't contact her the next day.

She seemed to be unable to find the dye.

Ranlong disappeared.