Chapter 73 Chapter 73
The producer sat down, illuminated by the bright neon lights. The fat on his belly formed at least three layers of wrinkles. His eyes were smiling, and he looked kind and gentle.
"Zhou Li, I've heard so much about you. Today I finally get to meet you in person. Hey, who is this beautiful lady?"
Xing Kui observed him calmly. Beside her, Zhou Li smiled and lied, "My friend, she just entered the entertainment industry. You have a big play coming up, so I brought her to see it. Let's see if we can both appear in your play."
If the producer is not a bad person and is really being slandered, then Zhou Li can also fight for the role.
Xing Kui saw through Zhou Li's thoughts. People in the circle often speculated about Zhou Li's background and were wary of her. However, the Zhou family was upright and would never bend the law for personal gain, so people could only speculate but not see any concrete evidence.
Given that some artists these days will release vague press releases to protect themselves, implying that they have a good background, some people, such as the producer in the box, think that Zhou Li is also such an artist.
When the producer heard Zhou Li was asking for a role, his vulgar mind immediately thought, "The powerful can just use their money and power to coerce him. Why would he need to beg for the role?" He laughed so hard that his eyes disappeared.
"Well, there are a lot of roles in this play that haven't been decided yet. Let me take a look."
She couldn't even see the producer's eyes. Xing Kui felt as if an X-ray was scanning her from top to bottom and then from bottom to top, as if she was a commodity to be inspected. She remained calm.
After the inspection, it failed: "This head... No, no, Zhou Li, you and I can consider it, your friend has an ugly scar on his forehead."
Xing Kui chuckled and touched her forehead.
Xu Ye and the others said that after experiencing several extremely painful laser treatments, the centipede-like scar on her forehead has faded a lot.
But Xing Kui didn't know what she looked like. She hadn't looked in the mirror in the past few months, and she had to take the phone aside and turn it on before looking at it.
However, when the car accident just happened, Xing's mother was afraid that outsiders would gossip and deceive relatives at home, so she said that the scar on her forehead was just a small one. Some time ago, Xing Kui returned to her hometown, and her relatives did not react particularly to her scar. So it must be just a small one now.
Xing Kui didn't care about what the producer said. People who criticize others' scars in front of them have problems. Zhou Li was afraid that she would be sad, so she patted her shoulder.
"Just apply concealer. It's not too dark. Mr. Zhao, doesn't my friend look good? Honestly, she looks better than me!"
"It's beautiful, yes..." The producer's disgusting gaze lingered on Xing Kui's cheeks, neck, waist, legs...
Xing Kui thought of the wriggling slug. If this man wasn't a rapist who drugged people, she would have to hire a detective to check whether he had evaded taxes.
"But since there's no concealer option, why should I...? Isn't that right? No more, no more." The producer changed the subject, grinning cheerfully, "How can we come to a bar and not drink? What do you two beauties have to drink? It's my treat!"
In the neighboring city, in a studio, Leung Kwan Hyuk is shooting a magazine cover.
The reflective umbrella was set up, and the photographer squatted and stood sometimes. Liang Junhe sat on the single sofa in the center, and the light shone on him. Unlike his usual expression of emotions, Liang Junhe had a sluggish face when he was working.
Dressed in black, with one hand supporting his chin, his delicate facial features, devoid of emotion, exude a rebellious air.
The slender fingertips of the other hand casually tilted a pink crystal crown.
“So handsome!” the staff present shrieked softly, pounding their colleagues’ shoulders. “It’s as if they were saying, ‘Who will wear my crown?’ So handsome!”
"This issue of the magazine is going to sell out! With this face, it's no wonder he's so popular despite his terrible personality. I can forgive him."
"No wonder he's never been able to find a relationship. Who could he possibly fall for when he's a work of art?"
Liang Junhe's assistant was listening nearby and had a hard time explaining what he was saying. It had nothing to do with appearance. Liang Junhe was so proud and willful in private that even the most handsome man in the world would not be in his eyes.
After the shooting was over, Liang Junhe walked out of the studio. The assistant hurried forward and handed him a makeup remover towel. He took it and wiped under his eyes, with no expression at all.
Having a rich expression makes you prone to being scolded, but a expressionless face at least makes people feel that he doesn't care. Those who want to see Liang Junhe's defense break down will not be satisfied.
He is disgusted by the bad comments. What will happen to Xing Kui in the future? Damn it, why did he think of her again? It’s all because of the nightmare!
The foundation faded, and there was a little redness under Liang Junhe's peach blossom eyes. He had a whole night of dreams in his ancestral home last night.
This time, the person in the dream was hazily covering him, with both hands on one of his arms, massaging, pressing, and kneading... counting his blood vessels one by one...
Liang Junhe's eyes fell on his arm, he shuddered and shook his head. He must not have another nightmare tonight!
He threw away the makeup remover wipe and the assistant handed him a cell phone. He took it and wanted to watch Tiantian's wonderful adventure, but when he opened the phone, it was a voice call invitation from Zhou Li.
Without thinking, Liang Junhe died, Zhou Li hit him again, Liang Junhe died again, Zhou Li hit him again, Liang Junhe died again.
The fourth time, Liang Junhe was furious. Zhou Li was crazy. Are they very familiar with each other? Zhou Li and... Zhou Li and Xing Kui are very familiar with each other.
What does it have to do with him! Liang Junhe cursed inwardly and clicked to answer the call. A strange and rough male voice came out: "Your friend has an ugly scar on his forehead."
Liang Junhe: "?" Xing Kui's scar has nothing to do with this guy! He frowned, and the more he listened, the more something seemed off. He grabbed his phone and walked out, almost running, "Go check Zhou Li's schedule."
In the bar, the producer enthusiastically invited Xing Kui and Zhou Li to have a drink.
Xing Kui: "Let's listen to Coke."
Zhou Li: "A glass of gin and tonic."
"Coke? Why would a beautiful lady drink Coke in a bar? Don't save money for me, I'll order you a gin and tonic too." The producer smiled and was about to press the call bell.
"No, I'm allergic to alcohol."
The producer acted amiable and graceful. After hearing what Xing Kui said, he stopped trying to persuade her and said regretfully, "Okay."
He rang the bell. "A can of Coke, a gin and tonic, and I'll have a Godfather."
After saying this, he looked at Xing Kui with a look of regret, "It's such a pity that a beautiful woman can't drink alcohol all her life. Wine is a good thing."
Xing Kui, who was not allergic to alcohol but just didn't want to drink, curled his lips perfunctorily.
A quarter of an hour later, the waiter brought three drinks. The producer chatted with Zhou Li about the play, praising her for her ability to be the heroine, and then said that the character of the third female character was more rounded.
They made such exaggerated claims, as if Zhou Li could win the Best Supporting Actress Award at the Hundred Arts Awards for playing the third female lead, and then suddenly added a "but": "There were many actresses vying for this role, including Ni Zhi, Zhu Xiaojing..."
He hinted meaningfully that Zhou Li had the ability to compete, but she was still a little short of it and needed to work harder.
Xing Kui opened the ring of the can and believed that it would be better to believe that she was Wu Zetian than to believe him.
This man was good at talking, and Zhou Li almost fell for it. She was about to ask for some benefits in exchange, but Xing Kui opened the can and heard a click and a sizzle, and she came to her senses.
Damn it, why hasn’t Liang Junhe arrived yet? Even if the producer didn’t drug her, looking at his character, he can still be a hero and save the damsel in distress!
Liang Junhe is in another district, and it would take at least twenty minutes for him to get here.
Zhou Li pulled her legs back, touching the ground with her toes, showing a little anxiety. Xing Kui caught a glimpse of her and asked, "What's going on?"
Suddenly, the producer raised his voice: "Why are the drinks delivered directly? Shouldn't the bartender come and mix them for us in person?"
You have so many things to do. Xing Kui took a sip of Coke and said, "Zhou Li is a public figure. It's not good for outsiders to see her."
"What's the big deal?" The producer stood up, covering his gin and tonic with his hand, the liquid in the glass swaying. "We're talking about the project. Is there anything shameful about it?"
Xing Kui subconsciously stared at the cup, and the producer snatched the Coke from her hand: "I want them to resend it."
The Coke can blocked Xing Kui's sight for a second or two, and then all three drinks were placed on the drink tray.
She didn't see any small movements made by the producer with her naked eyes, and neither did Zhou Li, but the countless pinhole cameras hidden in the room could capture the details.
Just now, when the producer was holding a gin and tonic, some powder fell between his fingernails.
Zhou Li's men, who were always on standby, immediately sent a message to her. Since the wine had been drugged, the producer would certainly not take it away. He acted indignantly but also magnanimously: "Forget it. For the sake of these two beauties, I won't bother with them today."
Zhou Li made an "OK" gesture to Xing Kui, and she immediately understood that Lao Deng was really the one who would put drugs in wine.
Then Zhou Li's people would call the police and arrest Lao Deng red-handed. Xing Kui was about to find an excuse to leave the box with Zhou Li, but the producer stood up and suddenly sat down next to them: "Do you two want to order a song?"
As he asked, he placed the Coke and wine glasses in front of Xing Kui and Zhou Li respectively. He did not force them to drink, so that they could drink without being alert. It was a series of moves that he performed very skillfully.
Xing Kui quietly moved his hand down and touched the mini utility knife in his pocket. The producer stretched out his arm to reach the song-ordering remote control on Zhou Li's side.
She guessed that the producer would pretend to be careless and lose strength, and his hand touched her thigh. His plump neck was right in front of her. Xing Kui pushed away the blade. There was an artery in the neck, and she stabbed it in to see how he could touch it.
At this moment! The door of the box was suddenly pushed open, and someone rushed in. The slender arms grabbed the producer with full strength and kicked him in the middle of the legs: "Get out!"
The producer screamed in pain and was kicked against the wall. He realized something was wrong and wanted to escape. Many policemen and Zhou Li's men also filed in, and shackles fell on his wrists. Xing Kui blinked. Zhou Li's men called the police only after seeing the solid evidence of drugging. The police couldn't come so quickly, right?
Was it Liang Junhe who called?
After kicking the producer, he clamped his hands around her shoulders, panting, his brow furious, the ends of his pink hair glistening with sweat. "Are you so eager to become an entertainer? You don't even check who the other person is before you ask for a role! You're really going to piss me off to death!"
Artist? Want a role? Isn't this the lie Zhou Li told the producer before? Xing Kui looked at Zhou Li, and she turned her head away guiltily: "Sister, I'm going to go and make a statement with the police, you take your time."
"Hello, officer, there's something wrong with this gin and tonic. Please take it away."
Zhou Li: "!" No! Drink it!
Xing Kui told her with her eyes "Don't even think about it", then looked back at Liang Junhe and said, since you're here, just touch him.
Liang Junhe's hand was on her shoulder. Thanks to the surveillance footage sent by Li Chengchuan, Xing Kui was able to confirm that Liang Junhe enjoyed being touched by her. She raised her hand to press the back of Liang Junhe's hand, and then naturally brushed his hand away.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she raised her hand ten centimeters, Liang Junhe immediately let go of her hand, as if he had encountered a flood or a beast, his eyes were filled with fear. Xing Kui was innocent. He grabbed the Coke on the table, tilted his neck back, and drank it all in one gulp with his Adam's apple rolling rapidly.
"What are you looking at! You know it's rush hour now, the roads are jammed with traffic, and it's so hard for me to run through the traffic! My, my damn sense of justice."
Liang Junhe slapped his forehead with one hand angrily and squinted at her, "Why don't you get up yet? Zhou Li wants to take a statement, but we don't need one? Let's go."
The stars twinkled in the night sky. When Xing Kui and Liang Junhe finished taking their statements, Zhou Li, the main victim, hadn't finished yet. She had just barely touched Liang Junhe when she walked to the door of the bar and mustered up her courage: "It's late. I don't live in Fengtian City. Can you take me to a safe hotel?"
She didn't really want Liang Junhe to send it off. After all, he was a star and it would be difficult to be photographed. Liang Junhe hated her and definitely wouldn't send it off. After he refused, she would "excitedly" grab Liang Junhe's wrist.
Hearing her words, Liang Junhe touched his neck, surprising her and said, "Okay, okay, I'm so annoyed with you."
His voice was full of irritability, Xing Kui frowned, Liang Junhe kept touching his neck, the skin around his neck and his face were all red, he looked very hot, and his breathing was much faster and heavier than usual.
During the time he was taking the statement, had Liang Junhe not recovered from his long sprint? No, he looked very abnormal.
As if she had been drugged, Xing Kui quickly realized that Liang Junhe drank her Coke before taking the statement. Lao Deng really deserved to spend the rest of his life in prison, as he had actually drugged her drink to kill one man and two women!
The edge of the Coke can is a bit higher, which naturally blocks the view and prevents the camera from capturing it.
The drug needs time to take effect. Now that it was taking effect, Liang Junhe's breathing became heavier. His eyesight might have been affected. He shook his pretty face to drive away the dizziness.
"Hold on, I'll take you to the hospital for gastric lavage." Xing Kui didn't bother to contact or attack, and stepped forward to support Liang Junhe, whose symptoms were getting worse. He was bathing in high temperature, and when he felt cold, he climbed up like a trumpet creeper.
"Damn it, that bastard!" Liang Junhe was still conscious and cursed, trying to get away from her. "Don't even think about taking advantage of this opportunity to sleep with me! I'm telling you, my virginity is for my future wife."
"I don't know how. Stop talking. I want to take a taxi." Xing Kui was annoyed by being pestered by a handsome guy and not being able to eat. A car drove over in the distance, and she waved.
But it seemed as if she didn't need to call that car, including several cars behind it, their destination was where they were. The car in front approached, and Liang Zhaoran was sitting in the driver's seat.
She got out of the car and came over with her bodyguards. Xing Kui quickly pushed Liang Junhe over and said, "Mr. Liang, your brother has been poisoned. He needs to have his stomach washed quickly."
Liang Junhe was caught by two men and stared at Xing Kui in disbelief.
Liang Zhaoran glanced at her brother, who must have received the news. She looked worried and waved her hand. The bodyguards took Liang Junhe away. She looked at Xing Kui soothingly and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I've booked a hotel. Have a good rest tonight."
At the hotel, Zhou Li, who had finished taking the statement, came to find Xing Kui and asked Liang Zhaoran. She knocked on the door of Room 1003 on the tenth floor. The door opened, Liang Zhaoran invited her in, and then closed the door.
Zhou Li: “?”
There was a "mumbling" sound in the room, so she followed the sound and went in. Liang Junhe, who had been drugged, was tied up and thrown on the bed.
Zhou Li clapped her hands at the door: "Your Liang family is willing to do such a thing just to form an alliance with my adoptive mother's family."
Liang Junhe: "Mmm!" Stop talking nonsense and untie me quickly!
Zhou Li slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, her fingers hooked around the rope: "I think the medicine has already taken effect, and it can't be wasted. Look at how pretty you are..."
Liang Junhe's eyes were bloodshot.
Zhou Li: "I'll take you to show my sister some fun."
Liang Junhe's eyes are no longer cracked.
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