Chapter 114 No Unauthorized Personnel Allowed
Qiao Wanyin nodded, her throat tightening.
Even so, she still felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on her heart, making it hard to breathe.
Liu Piaopiao is no ordinary opponent.
She was reborn, carrying the memories of her past life, knowing many things about the future, and perhaps even predicting her actions.
What's even more terrifying is that she's actually started coveting her space.
the next day.
Qiao Wanyin woke up just as dawn was breaking.
She lay in bed, staring at the mottled ceiling, her thoughts churning.
If we continue to be so passive, sooner or later Liu Piaopiao will find an opening.
Rather than waiting for her to press her further, it's better to strike first.
She quickly got up, washed and dressed, changed into a neat military uniform, and walked straight towards the garrison.
The morning air was still cool, and the campsite was quiet.
She walked closer to the window and looked inside, just in time to see Liu Piaopiao dancing alone in the practice room.
The morning light shone on her through the half-open glass window.
Her figure was graceful, and with a twist of her slender waist, her skirt fluttered.
But Qiao Wanyin knew that beneath this beautiful exterior lay a calculating mind, meticulously plotting her every move.
Looking for me?
Liu Piaopiao had already noticed the figure outside the window.
"Coming here so early... has it all come to your senses?"
Qiao Wanyin did not take a step back, but instead took a step forward.
"Stay away from me and Fu Li'an. Don't ever appear between us again."
Liu Piaopiao chuckled softly, twirling her fingers around the ends of her hair.
"Why should I? Just because you're his current girlfriend? Or because you met him before me? When it comes to relationships, it's never a matter of who came first."
"I won't let you have your way."
Qiao Wanyin lowered her voice and spoke each word clearly.
"Liu Piaopiao, let me tell you, anyone who dares to block my way will not have a good ending. Liu Piaopiao is a prime example. If you don't believe me, just try it."
"You think you can beat me just because you have some space? You're so naive."
She slowly took out a yellowed old photo from her pocket, then handed it to Qiao Wanyin with the front facing up.
Although the photo is somewhat blurry, the image is still clearly discernible.
It was the moment when Qiao Wanyin was trading medicinal herbs with a man wearing a straw hat in the black market.
"What do you think would happen if this photo were taken?"
Liu Piaopiao tilted her head.
Qiao Wanyin's heart suddenly jolted.
It turns out that the figure in the gray coat who hurriedly walked by with her head down at the corner of the black market that day was none other than Liu Piaopiao!
She had been secretly following and monitoring her for a long time, waiting for the right moment to deliver a fatal blow!
What exactly do you want?
Qiao Wanyin took a deep breath, trying to suppress the panic in her heart.
Seeing her like this, Liu Piaopiao gently put away the photo and slowly stuffed it back into her pocket.
"I want your space and your man, I want them all."
Qiao Wanyin's eyes suddenly narrowed.
She gritted her teeth, a surge of anger rising from the depths of her heart to her head.
But she didn't roar or howl; she just stared intently at Liu Piaopiao and squeezed out two words through gritted teeth.
"dream!"
Don't refuse.
Liu Piaopiao was not annoyed. Instead, she chuckled, took a step forward, and gently patted Qiao Wanyin's shoulder.
But the touch of those fingertips sent a chill down Qiao Wanyin's spine.
"I'll give you three days."
"otherwise……"
She didn't continue speaking, but gave Qiao Wanyin a meaningful look.
But those unspoken words were more unsettling than any explicit threat.
Qiao Wanyin slowly raised her head.
She slightly raised the corners of her mouth and looked directly into Liu Piaopiao's eyes.
"Alright, we'll see."
The stench hit you from a great distance.
Qiao Wanyin subconsciously pinched her nose, her brows furrowing slightly, but she didn't stop walking.
Hey! No strangers allowed!
A rough, hoarse roar suddenly came from the gatehouse.
Qiao Wanyin stopped and forced herself to calm down.
"Big sister, I'm looking for Fu Ya. Someone from her family asked me to bring her something."
The woman looked her up and down.
She narrowed her eyes suspiciously: "Who sent you? What did you bring? Explain yourself!"
Qiao Wanyin didn't dare to say much, she just gently patted the small cloth bag she carried with her.
"Her mother asked me to deliver it; some changes of clothes and medicine."
The woman snorted coldly, and finally turned around and shouted loudly into the yard.
"Fu Ya! Someone is looking for you!"
The sound was sharp and loud, penetrating the entire pig farm.
A few minutes later, a girl with messy hair and dirty rubber shoes slowly walked out from behind the pigsty.
She was wearing faded overalls with mud stains on the cuffs, and her face showed signs of fatigue.
But the moment their eyes met, Qiao Wanyin's heart clenched.
"What's up?"
Fu Ya looked at her warily.
Qiao Wanyin looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to Su Wei.
He took a step closer and lowered his voice, saying, "A new member has joined the cultural troupe, named Liu Piaopiao. She's been rehearsing your dance these past two days."
Fu Ya was taken aback, her eyes narrowing sharply: "What? She's dancing the dance I choreographed?"
Qiao Wanyin nodded, her tone serious.
"Not only that, she also has another identity: she was Fu Li'an's childhood playmate."
"yes."
Qiao Wanyin spoke in a calm tone.
"She took your place as soon as she arrived. If word got out, who wouldn't find it strange? You've worked so hard for so many years, giving it your all both on and off stage, and all she did was replace you with a single transfer order. There wasn't even a formal notification, not even a word of explanation, she just quietly replaced you."
Fu Ya's expression changed instantly.
"Why? Why did she step in without saying a word, without even a greeting?"
She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white, her nails almost digging into her palms, her voice fierce.
"Just because they're relatives, they can become the lead dancer right away? They can climb up by stepping on other people's shoulders? What kind of fair competition is this? What kind of selection system is this?"
"Isn't this all about connections?"
She sneered, her voice suddenly rising in pitch.
“Back then, I only made a mistake during rehearsal, and my movements weren’t quite right. I was ordered to stop performing and write a self-criticism. My parents have worked in the troupe their whole lives and have never used any special privileges. When my father found out, he not only didn’t plead for me, but he also came to express his opinion in person, afraid of being accused of favoritism. He just told me to bow my head, admit my mistake, and reflect on it.”
"But what about Liu Piaopiao? She sat in the empty seat I gave her as soon as she walked in. She didn't even participate in the assessment or go through the audition, and she just stood in the center of the stage as if it were her right."
Fu Ya lowered her voice, which only made it sound more somber.
"What makes her think she deserves it?
"When can I go back?"
She muttered to herself, staring blankly ahead.
"I earned this position bit by bit with sweat and pain. Does it mean it will forever belong to that vixen? To that naive little girl who relies on her family background?"
Qiao Wanyin sighed softly.
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