Chapter 38
The next day, Ranlong woke up early. Her whole body ached, and her head felt heavy, as if she had drunk some fake alcohol and been beaten up.
Ranlong rubbed his temples, and it took him a long time to remember what happened yesterday. Unfortunately, his complete memory only reached the point where Song Song came to the bar. After that, it became fragmented, like a dream, without any logic at all.
For example, she seemed to dream about Qiu An.
It was really annoying. Yu Le not only tricked her into drinking, but also tricked her into drinking fake wine.
Ranlong looked around and made sure that she was sleeping in her own room. Just when she felt relieved, she looked down and found that she was wearing a nightgown. Her heart rose to her throat again.
She used to get sent home drunk, and she would always lie down on the bed in her outer clothes, and when she woke up, only her bra buttons would be undone. She thought Song Song was being kind and worried that she would feel uncomfortable.
This time, not only were her clothes changed from head to toe, but her chest was also empty, as if she was not wearing anything.
She dreamed that Qiu An came to pick her up... Could it be true?!
As expected... Qiu An attacked her while she was sleeping?
Why did you attack her?!
"Mom——" Ranlong slammed the bed and shouted.
Ms. Hu opened the door and came in. "What's going on? It's so early in the morning. What are you crying about?"
"Who changed my clothes?!"
"Mom changed it for you, who else would be willing to change it for you?"
"Oh." Ran Long had forgotten that Ms. Hu was also a worrywart. She calmed down instantly and said, "No, Mom, I'm already a grown-up. Even you shouldn't take off my clothes."
"You wore that piece of clothing outside and who knows where it rolled around. If it soiled the sheets and quilt, wouldn't it be Mom who washed it?"
Ranlong muttered quietly: "I'm not a puppy... I can wash the sheets myself..."
"Besides, I've seen every bit of flesh on your body since you were a kid. What's there to be unhappy about? I spent so much effort just changing your clothes. If I had known, washing the sheets wouldn't be so tiring."
"Forget it, forget it. Since you're my mother, I won't do it again!"
"You're the only one who's always bothering me."
"By the way, Mom, how did I get back last night?"
"How much did you drink? You don't even remember? How many times have I told you..."
Seeing that Ms. Hu was about to nag again, Ranlong quickly interrupted her: "Mom! Let's talk business!"
"Okay, okay, An An brought you back."
"Really Qiu An?"
"What else? You were so drunk that you couldn't even walk. It must have been hard for An An to get you back. You must be nicer to her. An An has helped our family a lot."
"Really?" Ranlong raised his eyebrows. "Did she give you money to help our family pay off its debts?"
"Why……"
Generally speaking, when a question is evasive, the answer is the one she doesn't want to admit. Ran Long didn't force Ms. Hu to speak, but she naturally had an idea in her mind.
"Don't worry, she's already grown up, rich, and famous. How can I bully her?"
"That's right! Our An An is amazing. Even though she's just a little girl, she's very strong. She can carry you to bed if she wants..."
"mom--"
"Not even a breath."
“Ah ...!!!”
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Ranlong charged his phone, turned it on, and immediately sent a WeChat message to Qiu An, asking if she was the one who picked him up last night.
Ranlong didn't disbelieve what Ms. Hu said, especially since there were two messages and a call record in the chat history.
But she just wanted to say something to Qiu An, right now.
But a long time passed and Qiu An didn't reply to her.
Glancing at the time, it was eight in the morning. It was early, but Qiu An had never been one to stay in bed late, even if he had slept very late the night before.
What's more, Qiu An, this "dog" was more anxious than anyone else to reply to her message.
Ranlong then sent her a few more WeChat messages asking: Are you still sleeping in? You didn't stay up very late last night, did you?
After a while, Qiu An still didn't reply.
Ranlong was bored and scrolling through her phone waiting for a reply. For some reason, she clicked on Qiu An's super topic and saw the first Weibo post, which was the airport pick-up itinerary sent by her fans.
We arrived at the city early in the morning.
Everyone in the comments section was saying that they didn’t see anyone waiting at the airport last night, and later found out that the meeting was moved to early this morning.
Everyone in the comments section was saying that their sister had to take an early morning flight to attend the event that day, and they felt so sorry for her because she was so busy.
Ranlong scratched his neck guiltily, returned to the WeChat interface with Qiu An, and thought for a long time before sending a message: Uh, why do you have work today?
It's completely devoid of nutrition and emotional intelligence.
After dyeing my hair, it took me a long time to realize what was wrong.
Qiu An sent her a message before ten o'clock last night, but she didn't call Qiu An until a long time later.
The call didn't go through, but Qiu An still got the person.
How did Qiu An know she was in Song Song's bar?
Also, when she was drunk and unconscious, she actually called Qiu An?
Ranlong wanted to ask Song Song, but before opening the chat box, she suddenly thought of something and turned on the recording software on her mobile phone.
She hadn't agreed to meet Yu Le yesterday on a whim. She had something very concerning to discuss with Yu Le.
Fortunately, the entire three-hour recording was recorded, and the file was not lost.
After realizing that Yu Le had gotten her drunk, Ran Long reacted quickly and immediately turned on the recording to prevent her from blacking out and forgetting the content of the conversation that night.
"Ranlong, long time no see."
The first sentence in the recording was Song Song greeting her.
The second part of the recording was Yu Le claiming that Ran Cheng still owed Chiye Entertainment money.
Ranlong was just suspicious when she received the transfer of 200,000 yuan from Ms. Hu, but the conversation just now has basically confirmed that Qiu An helped her repay the debt.
So, Yu Le lied to her.
The third paragraph is about Yu Le inviting her to a room in the bar.
When Ranlong heard this, she felt a chill run down her spine, and her hands and feet instantly became cold and numb. She pulled the quilt up to her chest and tucked her exposed toes under the covers, but it still didn't relieve the discomfort.
The bars of the audio waveform graph suddenly became wider and longer. Ranlong turned down the volume, but she didn't want to miss any details, so she put her ear next to the receiver again.
There was a loud crash, a fight or something else, and Ranlong jumped. She carefully checked her exposed arm and found only a small, shallow bruise. Perhaps Qiu An had arrived just in time.
The human voice returned. In the recording, Yu Le's voice became enchanting and artificial again. Ran Long frowned and continued to listen patiently.
"You should have stopped me then."
"Yes, it's all my fault."
Ranlong guessed right.
Back then, her plan to slap Qiu An was leaked out early due to a drunken slip of the tongue. Yu Le knew about it, and Song Song probably knew about it too.
But she later forgot about her drunken gaffe. After the video was secretly recorded and circulated, she tentatively questioned the two people, but they both denied knowing it would happen.
Thoughts were in a tizzy, and the recording continued to play.
The rustling of fabric, the sound of deep breathing...
Ranlong didn't want to imagine what Yu Le had done to her. She would rather believe that she had just misheard...
Suddenly, subtle footsteps approached, and the person said two words, but Ranlong couldn't hear them clearly. Then Yu Le clearly said, "It's him again."
The "this person" here should refer to Qiu An, but what does this "again" mean?
What followed was a long period of silent noise until the graph began to fluctuate again. Ranlong heard himself say in panic, "Qiuan, take me away from here, please."
Ranlong couldn't stand it any longer. She paused the recording, found Song Song in the list, and called her.
The call was hung up, and Song Song sent her a message asking: "What's the matter?"
Ran Long was furious and wrote: "What did Yu Le do to me yesterday?"
"Qiu An arrived in time. She didn't do anything to you."
"What if Qiu An doesn't arrive in time?"
Song Song didn't reply to her message, not even a "typing" prompt. Ran Long called her again, but the other party hung up again.
Son of a bitch.
Ranlong cursed softly and punched the mattress.
After a while, Song Song sent another message: "She won't do anything to you, don't be angry."
Ranlong didn't believe what Song Song said, but seeing how she was defending Yu Le, it would be useless to continue talking.
Ranlong calmed down, thought about the previous question, and changed the subject to ask Song Song: "How do you know Qiu An?"
"The first time you drank too much at the bar near the school, I asked you if you knew anyone who could pick you up."
"You called Qiu An."
"Later, you often drank too much, so Qiu An asked me to add her WeChat. Every time you were drunk, I would call her over."
…
So that's how it is.
It turned out that the person who carefully helped her unbutton her bra every time was Qiu An.
"So you asked her to come this time too?"
Song Song fell silent again.
Song Song has become less talkative. Although she used to be a quiet person, like Sister Hou, when she encounters something worth complaining about, she will chatter endlessly.
But now, it seems that there is nothing worth complaining about, and nothing seems to stimulate her desire to express herself.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."
"Okay, thank you, Boss Song. I'll treat you to a meal when I'm free, but I won't drink."
It was a long time before Ranlong received Song Song's reply, "OK."
After learning that Yu Le couldn't do anything to her, Ran Long felt relieved and continued to play the recording.
Just as she imagined, Qiu An calmed her down very gently and took her out of the bar.
But soon after getting in Xixi's car, the waveform image took a strange turn. It turned out that Qiu An had been scolding her so fiercely and so fiercely that even through the screen, Ranlong felt as if he had spitted on her.
She didn't remember Qiu An scolding her in such a harsh tone. Qiu An always scolded Yuan Chengyin before. Even when they got angry at the hotel last time, Qiu An had mostly endured it.
She didn't know that Qiu An could be so fierce when he wasn't acting.
This is what happens when she really gets angry.
So fierce. But...it seems like he's just concerned about me.
Then forgive her.
I followed the recording home, and my phone slipped out of my pocket at some point, found and placed in a corner. Away from the source of the sound, the rest of the recording was silent.
That was fine. Ranlong didn't want to hear her say or do anything shameful again. As long as there was no recording, it would be forgotten, without any evidence.
Even though Ranlong really didn't want to listen, she couldn't help but drag the progress bar forward when she saw that there were still a few ups and downs in the waveform.
Ms. Hu put the phone back on her bedside table and said, "Alas, poor kid."
She must have been too sleepy and mistook Ms. Hu for Qiu An.
Ranlong heard himself say to Ms. Hu: "Qiu An, please don't leave. Please stay with me."
My hand shook and the phone fell into the quilt.
She wanted to throw the phone out the window, but it was no use.
She had to sneak into Ms. Hu's head and delete this memory.
The recording was still playing, and without giving Ranlong a pause to savor the awkwardness, Ms. Hu continued, "You like An An so much, you like her so much that you don't even recognize your mother?"
"Um."
Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh, you big-headed ghost!
When Ranlong gets angry, he can't escape punishment just because he is the one who made the mistake.
If it wasn't physically impossible, she really wanted to grab her drunk self and question him harshly.
She wanted to ask her, "Are you mentally ill? Your mom said you like Qiu An, why are you saying 'hmm'?"
She wanted to ask her, "Are you crazy? You hate Qiu An, but you still call her every day to ask her to pick you up?"
She was busy filming at that time, did you know?
…
No, how could that be the point if she was busy filming?
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After the event, Xixi returned the phone she had been keeping for Qiu An to her.
She hadn't had much rest from last night to today, and even her delicate makeup couldn't completely hide her tired look.
She took the phone and immediately opened WeChat. After a while, she asked Xixi, "Does Sister Hou know that I have work today?"
"Sister Hou?" Xixi was puzzled. "How did Sister Hou know?"
"Oh, I'm glad she doesn't know."
When she turned her gaze back to her phone, Qiu An smiled sweetly.
In the distance, a fan who was there to greet her after work saw this scene and her jaw dropped. She used her hand to support her dislocated jaw and nudged her companion with her elbow: "Oh my god, oh my god, did you just see my sister smile?"
After not receiving a response from the co-fan, the fan looked around and saw another fan who was also stunned.
The fan pinched the fan fiercely, and the fan turned around and said, "She's smiling while looking at her phone. Sister, is she in a sweet love?"
Qiu An's smile was captured by a fan club member and went viral in the super chat, almost becoming a trending search.
If Xixi hadn't discovered and suppressed it in time, who knows, some shameless artist team would have taken the opportunity to spread rumors about Qiu An.
She was speechless and asked Qiu An, "What did Ranlong send you that made you laugh like that?"
Qiu An replied: "She asked me, 'Why do you have work today?'"
Xixi: "...why don't you explain? Straight women like us really don't get the thrill of lesbians."
"Think about it, our work today is just recording, it won't be broadcast, and the entertainment media won't report it."
After Qiu An finished speaking, he put on an expression as if waiting for Xixi to figure it out on her own.
"……so what?"
"So, if Sister Hou didn't know, then Xiao Ran must have found out after reading my super topic."
Xixi finally understood. It turned out that the key point was that Ranlong read her super topic.
So, a new problem arises.
To which unit should we report mental pollution attacks on employees?
Human Resources and Social Security Bureau?
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