Chapter 1 The Woman from Mars
Jing Rong couldn't understand how a roller coaster could throw her from China to South Korea, but the current situation did not allow her to think too much.
"Baby, how can you be so stupid as to take sleeping pills? What will happen to your dad if something happens to you?" The woman spoke intimately, but her tone and expression were different. Even though she said extremely affectionate words, she didn't even glance at Jingrong. She kept staring at the manicure she had just done. When she was in the beauty salon, she suddenly received a call, forcing her to urge the manicurist to work faster. She didn't know if the manicurist would not do the work carefully because of the time pressure.
Jing Rong glanced at her expressionlessly and said nothing.
Xue Changsheng said impatiently, "Alright, stop talking." When he turned to face the patient Jing Rong, his expression seemed a little better, but in fact, it was indeed not much gentler. "Now that you're awake, rest well and don't think about those trivial things. You've graduated from college for half a year. It's time to focus on your work. Don't let me find a successor in my old age!"
Hearing this, the woman's eyes flashed with a strange color. In the end, she didn't say anything, but finally glanced at Jing Rong: "Baby, listen to your father and don't make everyone worry. We will go back first and come to see you next time."
The middle-aged man and the young woman left together, and the door was closed. The room suddenly became silent. This didn't look like a hospital ward at all. On the contrary, it was more luxurious than an ordinary hotel room. But Jing Rong didn't have the mind to pay attention to this now. She made sure that the person had gone far away, then she put away all her expressions and said coldly to the air: "Come out!"
The quiet room was silent for a moment. Jing Rong waited patiently for the other party to speak. Five minutes later, a voice exactly the same as Jing Rong's came out of her throat: "How do you know my name?"
Jing Rong twitched the corners of her mouth, as if she was not used to the feeling of sounds coming out of her throat automatically without even moving her mouth. However, she was not frightened at all by such a scene. Indeed, she could calmly accept such a supernatural event as riding a roller coaster from China to South Korea, let alone this scene that had no creativity at all!
"From the way you glared at your mother just now—I don't even know her. There's no need to glare at her just because of what she said."
"That's not my mom!"
"Okay, she's your stepmother, not your mother." Jing Rong readily changed his words, "But now is not the time to discuss who your mother is. Why am I here?"
"……I don't know either."
"You don't know, or you just don't want to say it?"
The other party fell silent again, and suddenly said, "I... can help you go back, but you have to agree to one thing I ask."
"What request?" The expression on Jing Rong's face gradually froze.
It is said that Xue Jingrong accidentally took two too many sleeping pills. After a week of hospitalization for observation, she finally returned home alive and well. Jingrong herself found the word "accidental ingestion" very unbelievable, but it seemed that many people believed it naturally when they heard that the subject was Xue Jingrong. So a week later, Jingrong finally came to a conclusion that her current identity is - a woman from Mars.
Jing Rong also felt that this woman whose name was very similar to hers had the mindset of a Martian, which was completely incomprehensible to Earthlings.
The night before being discharged from the hospital, Xue Jingrong, who had been sleeping for a week, asked Jingrong in a tired voice, "What do you think?"
"I can't do something that is so detrimental to my character."
"So you don't want to go home?"
Jing Rong was silent for a minute, then suddenly exploded: "Are you really a Martian? You gave your body to someone else because of a scumbag. Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? You seduce him, make him fall in love with you, and then dump him—you actually believe this kind of clichéd, third-rate romance novel setting. Isn't your brain really just for decoration? Even if you seduce a scumbag and then dump him, what practical benefit will it bring to you? If you really have the time to waste, why not find a good man right away!"
As Jingrong exploded, Xue Jingrong's emotions also began to get out of control: "I love him! I love him so much, I love him so much that I can give up everything for him. How could he not love me? How could he not have a little bit of me in his heart?!"
"If you love him, then go do it yourself, idiot! What kind of hero is that to seek help from outsiders?"
"Do you think I didn't? I tried hard for two years, watching the women around him come and go, and now I finally became his girlfriend, but do you know where he was on my first birthday after we were together? I turned down all activities for him, but he actually sent me away with a phone call because his close sister had something to do. I didn't even get to hear a "happy birthday"!" Xue Jingrong's voice gradually became hysterical.
Jing Rong slowly calmed down. She pulled the corners of her mouth, half smiling, "You're still keeping a man like this for your birthday? You should have kicked him away and started your new life a long time ago! You deserve to be in so much pain."
Xue Jingrong sneered: "If you have loved someone, if you really want to be with someone, you would never say such light words."
"Yes, as someone without any experience in love, it's impossible for me to complete your great and difficult task. You'd better find someone else as soon as possible."
"...I'm sorry, I can't do that because I don't have that much power yet."
Jing Rong lowered his head: "Even if I succeed, it doesn't matter. He won't love you."
"But if that happens, he will never forget me, Xue Jingrong." Xue Jingrong's voice gradually became lower, and when he said the last few words, it was as if he was muttering to himself. After that, no matter what Jingrong said, there was no response from Xue Jingrong.
As a good-looking second-generation rich kid, Xue Jingrong's life has always been colorful. Although Jingrong, who had just arrived, could use her patient status to block the enthusiastic offensives of wave after wave of friends, in order to prevent suspicion, she was inevitably dragged away to enjoy the wonderful nightlife after being discharged from the hospital.
This was a party held to celebrate Xue Jingrong's discharge from the hospital. As the protagonist, Jingrong had to smile happily no matter how unhappy he was.
"Why are you sitting here drinking alone and unhappy?"
Jingrong glanced at the person who came. It was Xue Jingrong's childhood friend. Jingrong called out softly, "Cui Yingya."
"Hmm?" Cui Yingya whispered something in her male companion's ear. The tall man nodded and turned to leave. Cui Yingya sat down next to Jingrong. "Are you still thinking about him? He really didn't even say a word about you during the time you were in the hospital?"
Jing Rong smiled and changed the subject: "Your new boyfriend has a nice figure."
Cui Yingya laughed, "You finally have some taste!" The petite Cui Yingya likes tall and strong men the most. As her good friend Xue Jingrong cannot understand her taste. Whenever Cui Yingya changes men, Xue Jingrong is the first to criticize her. It is rare that Jingrong, who had just been discharged from the hospital, agrees with her vision this time. Cui Yingya really laughed and felt relieved about Jingrong's condition. Since he can still joke, it means that there is no big problem. Cui Yingya patted Jingrong on the shoulder, and before getting up and leaving, she reminded him, "Although we never interfere with each other's private lives, I still want to remind you that you two are really not suitable. If possible, break up early." After that, Cui Yingya walked towards the other side where her male companion was waiting for her with a warm smile.
As soon as Cui Yingya left, Zhang Zhiyao, who had just returned from the bathroom, came back. She sat in the seat Cui Yingya had just sat in today. Jing Rong raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Why are you all interested in me today? Isn't it a waste to leave those handsome guys of yours there?"
Zhang Zhiyao smiled brightly: "What, are you jealous? How about I split it up between you two?"
"Forget it."
Zhang Zhiyao smiled. She knew Jingrong wouldn't accept it, and it was just a joke. In fact, she had abandoned those handsome guys because she really had something serious to discuss with Jingrong. "My old man ran into your father the day before yesterday. I heard that your father was interested in giving you the Jinse Nianhua Hotel as a training ground. Did you know that?"
Jing Rong curled his lips and said, "The old man was afraid that he wouldn't be able to find a successor in his later years, so he had no choice but to help me, a fool."
"So you're going to compromise?"
"Of course not." Jing Rong took a sip of wine, calm and composed, "It's mine. If I don't hold on to it, will it let that woman get away with it?"
Zhang Zhiyao frowned, then relaxed and stood up. "Whatever happens, just keep it in mind. Go drink by yourself. I'm going to get high!"
The lights in the bar were ambiguous and hazy. Although Xue Jingrong and his group were all second-generation rich and powerful, they never ordered a private room when they came to the bar. In Zhang Zhiyao's words, it was too boring to stay in a private room. A place like a bar is fun only when you get high with people you know or don't know.
The men and women around her were hugging each other, and the atmosphere was really high. A handsome boy was suddenly pushed into Jing Rong's arms, and there was a burst of laughter around him. The handsome boy seemed to be a high school student who sneaked in to experience life. It seemed that he encountered such a situation for the first time. He did not get up from Jing Rong's arms immediately, but apologized to her in a hurry.
Jing Rong narrowed her eyes and glanced at the boy's clear eyes. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a voice that made her face change drastically: "Jing Rong?"
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