The problem is, how could a nobody like him, with a terrible past—a guy who studied hard in the mountains, got into university, gave up further education for a woman, abandoned his dignity to become a sycophant, and ended up with nothing and committed suicide by turning on the gas—know such a powerful person?
If Chen Feng were here, he would also be very confused and shout: Don't even mention you guys, I myself don't understand the situation. I didn't know that Xiao Baihe's house was so terrifying.
At the Chengdu-Chongqing Bus Station, Zhao Yashuang got off the bus with her luggage. She was in a bad mood, but at the same time, she was also very beautiful.
Why am I feeling so conflicted? Oh no, it's because I'm carsick. I vomited the whole way. The driver was such a good driver, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, he controlled the pace perfectly, making me breathless and feeling like my stomach was going to come out. When we finally arrived at our destination, I was trembling all over from vomiting and had no strength left.
Meili's mood was naturally because she was about to see her beloved boyfriend, Lin Yun. She imagined that he must be quite famous online by now, and she would be able to use his connections to prepare for her debut. Thinking of this, her motion sickness lessened considerably.
She didn't tell Lin Yun that she had arrived. People always need surprises, after all. For this reason, she had prepared two sets of sexy lingerie in her suitcase. After all, she had promised to take good care of him.
Because there was no internet in her remote mountain village, she couldn't top up her phone when it was disconnected. On the way to Chengdu-Chongqing, although she could top up, as anyone who gets carsick knows, she couldn't use her phone at all.
At that moment, filled with excitement, she topped up her phone credit, but instead of going online, she headed straight to the Grand Hotel.
At that moment, Lin Yun, who was in the hotel, had just finished a phone call from his uncle Yang Zhi, who briefly explained that Chen Feng had powerful backers, which made Lin Yun even more unhappy.
Why should a nobody like him have the help of a big shot? He's not as handsome as me, not as educated as me, and he's not as capable as me. In short, he absolutely refused to consider Chen Feng's talent.
"Damn it! Am I really going to leave the Chinese music scene and go to the Korean music world to learn Korean?"
Lin Yun smashed a cup, his face full of resentment, his anger almost uncontrollable.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
Lin Yun angrily opened the door, then froze for a second. The next second, his eyes reddened, like a tiger about to go berserk.
"Honey, I'm home!"
The person standing before me was naturally Zhao Yashuang.
At this moment, she wore exquisite makeup, a sexy outfit—black stockings with lettering and a lace mini-skirt—and her legs were long and straight. Her breasts were full and firm, her red lips were white, and she exuded a sexy yet alluring charm, with a touch of innocence within that charm. She stood gracefully at the door, gazing at Lin Yun with tender affection.
In short, it can be summed up in one word: Absolutely amazing!
She thought she would be greeted with a warm hug and a passionate kiss, but to her surprise, the other person grabbed her hair and dragged her into the room like a dog.
"Ah... what are you doing?"
"Ah... let me go!"
Zhao Yashuang felt as if her scalp was being ripped off. She had no idea what was happening, but the pain filled her with fear.
"You filthy bitch, it's all your fault!"
He ignored Zhao Yashuang's screams.
"Lin Yun, I don't like this. Can you please stop?"
"Smack!"
Lin Yun sneered and slapped Zhao Yashuang across the face, knocking her to the ground.
"Ah...woo"
Zhao Yashuang's face instantly swelled up and turned red. Her disheveled appearance was extremely pitiful. She covered her face and looked at Lin Yun, who seemed like a completely different person, in disbelief. She had no idea what had happened.
She's only been gone for a little over a week, and the love is already gone?
Then, screams of agony and pleas for mercy echoed throughout the room.
He was satisfied. This satisfaction came from the fact that although he couldn't beat Chen Feng, he had managed to seduce Chen Feng's former woman while using both hands.
Why...?
Zhao Yashuang asked, lying on the ground.
"Why what?"
After venting his anger, Lin Yun became much more rational. He never imagined that Zhao Yashuang still didn't know about Chen Feng's situation.
"Why are you doing this to me? I told you I didn't like it."
Zhao Ya Shuang shed tears, despite the experience she had just had...
"What the hell are you pretending to be, you bitch? Don't pretend you don't know about Chen Feng's affairs, or you're just asking because you already know the answer."
Chen Feng?
Zhao Yashuang struggled to her feet, her perfect body twisting and deforming into an S-shape, her round, trembling breasts incredibly white and tender.
"What's wrong with Chen Feng? Isn't he just a piece of trash? Why should we pay attention to him?"
? ? ?
Lin Yun was stunned. "You really don't have internet at home? You didn't even know?"
Seeing Zhao Yashuang's puzzled expression, Lin Yun was completely baffled. However, he smiled immediately, wanting to know what kind of expression Zhao Yashuang would have after learning about Chen Feng's situation.
So Lin Yun pulled Zhao Yashuang up and handed her his phone.
Zhao Yashuang opened the app with a puzzled look.
"An Ordinary Person's Underdog Story: Chen Feng's Story is Worthy of Everyone's Learning From"
Chen Feng, a rising star in the Chinese music scene, is poised to become the youngest pop king.
Rumor has it that Chen Feng's entertainment channel is scheduled to open next month.
Chen Feng's songs are a benchmark in the Chinese music scene and even in global music.
This is fucking outrageous! Zhao Yashuang felt like someone was hammering her heart. The screen was full of news about Chen Feng. How could this be?
Chen Feng became famous, and incredibly famous. This is impossible. How could it be the Chen Feng she knows? It must be a coincidence of names.
"What do you mean by showing me this? This Chen Feng isn't him."
Zhao Yashuang already knew the answer in her heart, but she was unwilling to admit it.
"Ha! Who isn't it? The internet is full of videos of Chen Feng singing live, look, isn't that right?"
Lin Yun said jokingly.
Zhao Yashuang's hands trembled as she opened the video. Then, the world spun around her, as if everything was so unreal.
"Do you regret it?"
Lin Yun looked at the woman in front of him with a mocking expression.
This is ridiculous! How could this be? Isn't he just a piece of trash who's a simp? When did he learn to sing?
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