Chapter 47 Fear

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In the restroom.

The soup he had just drunk, mixed with the alcohol he hadn't vomited up before, made him vomit it all up completely. Cheng Jia could even feel his stomach convulsing.

I rinsed my mouth until my legs went numb, and there was a sofa next to the sink to rest.

He sat down and rested for two minutes to catch his breath.

His hair was still dripping with water. He finally managed to wipe off the lipstick on his face with a wet tissue. His eyelashes were still wet and drooping. He stared blankly into space.

If there were other ways to make money quickly, Cheng Jia really wouldn't want to do this.

I can't stand drinking every day; I get drunk at least seven or eight times a month.

Getting too drunk can easily lead to mental health problems.

The changes have been particularly noticeable recently, seemingly after the emergence of Qing dynasty porcelain.

Cheng Jia's life seems the same as before, but there are still differences.

In the past, when he was tired, it was only his body that was tired.

My heart won't hurt.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the door.

Cheng Jia thought it was that person, and instinctively wanted to find a place to hide to avoid meeting or talking to them, and to avoid any further conflict.

But just as he was about to head to the toilet stall, he heard Lin Baiyue's voice.

"Brother Jia?" Lin Baiyue pushed the door open and came in.

Cheng Jia stopped standing up, then sat down: "Going to the toilet?"

"No," Lin Baiyue said, holding makeup remover wipes in his hand. He looked back first, and seeing that there was no one in the corridor, he walked in. "I came to see you. Weren't you drunk?"

Cheng Jia sat there listlessly: "Oh, I'm fine."

"I asked the receptionist for this. She said it can remove lipstick marks. You should try it."

Lin Baiyue approached and sat down on one side of the sofa to unwrap the wet wipes.

Undisguised concern.

Cheng Jia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she managed a forced smile after realizing what had happened.

"It's not that serious. I'll change my clothes when I get back. What's there to wipe?"

Everyone who was supposed to see it has seen the whole thing.

That's just the current situation.

It cannot be changed.

“I brought it all,” Lin Baiyue said directly, gently pulling up Cheng Jia’s white shirt collar and wiping it with his palm. Then he laughed, “Hey, it really wipes it off, look.”

"......"

Cheng Jia turned her head and saw that her lipstick had been wiped off her collar.

My eyes hurt from staring at it, and my head hurts too.

"...I was too tired today, so I drank, a lot of alcohol."

He spoke to Lin Baiyue.

“I know, it’s okay,” Lin Baiyue said, glancing at the stains on her clothes and pursing her lips. “You have the right to decide everything. You are your own person. The current predicament is only temporary and will pass.”

There's nothing wrong with sticking to your personal bottom line.

Retaliating after being rejected shows that the other party is petty.

But there's nothing we can do; they're rich.

Afraid that Cheng Jia would be upset, Lin Baiyue changed the subject: "Brother, I earned 50,000 yuan in tips today, which is awesome. I'll cover your groceries for the next week. Just tell me what you want to eat and I'll cook it for you. I can also get a better guitar; I've had it in my shopping cart for ages."

The 50,000 yuan tip was given out of nowhere.

But Lin Baiyue has already made the money, so be it.

Unexpected windfall!

"......"

The boy in front of me is so energetic.

It gives people the feeling at first glance that the future is bound to be full of hope.

There was a time when Cheng Jia also had such an imposing presence.

At the time, he felt that the sky was high and the sea was wide, and he was free to roam. He was young and had no fear of being alone for a long time. He also said that in the vast sea of ​​people, there would always be a place to settle down. He believed that the lights of thousands of homes would leave a light for him, Cheng Jia. Even if his parents were gone, he would never be a pitiful creature.

He possesses the courage to roam the world alone, sword in hand.

The result was—

A diagnosis report.

It destroyed all his plans.

From being burdened with enormous debt to being on the verge of death...

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the sky has fallen and the earth has cracked; this kind of blow...

Sometimes, Cheng Jia felt a lot of resentment in her heart.

But they don't know who they can hate.

“…It’s fate,” Cheng Jia muttered, watching Lin Baiyue wipe away the lipstick stain bit by bit, she was very drunk, “…You don’t know, I’m scared too.”

Lin Baiyue didn't understand: "What are you afraid of? Brother, is there anything you're afraid of? In my eyes, you're very powerful, super powerful."

"What's so great about it?" Cheng Jia shook his head.

They've lost all their energy and spirit.

I'm exhausted from staying up all night.

"Wait a minute," Lin Baiyue stood up to get a tissue, sat back down, and wiped the water stains off her collar. "Actually, I can't really explain it, but I just feel that you are very reliable and capable."

Kim Hyuk's waiters, male and female models, bartenders, and dancers.

When faced with difficult clients, everyone knows to contact Cheng Jia first.

In their eyes, Cheng Jia could always solve problems, sparing them from difficult clients and reprimands from the boss and supervisor. Sometimes, Cheng Jia, mindful of his own interests and not wanting to play the saint, would say he couldn't solve it...

But as long as you play the victim and beg him.

He can give you directions and help you find solutions.

Very reliable and dependable.

Cheng Jia is a sincere and kind person.

Lin Baiyue knew this not long after he arrived.

Cheng Jia had helped him.

"Okay, you still remember me now that you're making money. Thank you for praising me." Lin Baiyue had cleaned Cheng Jia's white shirt, so even if there were still some marks, they were not easily noticeable. He shook his collar. "...Do you have something you want to ask that person outside?"

"!"

Lin Baiyue glanced outside the door and whispered, "Brother, you figured it out?"

"Invest, of course." Cheng Jia wasn't stupid.

Lin Baiyue nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I want to release an album. Can you help me? I promise I won't forget you when I become famous."

“Me? How can I help you?” Cheng Jia didn’t think she could speak up for Shi Qingci, and reminded Lin Baiyue, “You’d better not show that you’re close to me in front of him. He’s quite… he and I have a little conflict.”

If Shi Qingci could tell that the two of them had a good relationship in private.

This will likely lead to the suppression of Lin Baiyue as well.

That person is capable of doing such a thing.

Lin Baiyue knew: "I can see it, and I can roughly guess it. But we can take advantage of the fact that he wants to mess with you and he is still willing to talk to you. You can push me forward and let me contact him."

Don't let the big spender slip away.

"What?" Cheng Jia was stunned.

Lin Baiyue explained in a low voice, "Isn't that his type? He likes men, right? I'm fine with it. If you don't want to, let me go. I'll give it a try. Give me a push."

Lin Baiyue is definitely going to make a comeback and debut.

At any cost!

It all depends on whether Cheng Jia is willing to help him.

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