Chapter 54: Chapter 54: Hired Eighteen Male Models Chapter 54: Chapter 54: Hired Eighteen Male Models Jiang Yunchuan: “…”
He…ugh…why did he chase such a dirty woman, ugh!
“Sister, then who is this?” His voice was very cold, as if he wanted to tear Lin Yueyue apart.
It was over, he had already started to break out in a cold sweat.
She raised her hand to wipe the barely noticeable fine sweat on her forehead, her voice considerably weaker, “It might…be her uncle…”
The two finally managed to send the Golden Master away with Lin Yueyue.
She turned her steps and went somewhere else.
Both of their faces turned green simultaneously.
[This master of time management, delivering breakfast drinks in one go, who wouldn’t be confused?]
Because the last stop was a high-end luxury brand beverage store.
The middle-aged man was inside waiting for her.
As soon as Lin Yueyue entered, the two hugged each other and feed each other drinks.
Jiang Yunchuan finally sighed with emotion, “Thank you, sister. Without your great idea, I would have never known my whole life that she was deceiving them under the covers, keeping me in the dark.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…You’re welcome.”
She turned on her cell phone, checked again, and looked at the glaring “OK” Lin Yueyue had sent.
She felt as if she had been “KO’d”… what should she do now…
After Lin Yueyue sent away three Golden Masters of different styles, she turned around only to see Jiang Yunchuan with a helpless Jiang Nanshu standing behind her.
Her normally rosy cheeks instantly turned pale, “You…”
Jiang Yunchuan sneered, “You really are filthy, Lin Yueyue. I can’t believe I was blind enough to like a woman like you. If it wasn’t for my sister, I would never have known you were with three men this morning. You really opened my eyes!”
Lin Yueyue stared in disbelief, her innocent expression gone, tears in her eyes, and she glared viciously at Jiang Nanshu, “Did you trick me? Did you deceive me by saying you’d help me reconcile with Yun Chuan, but you actually intended to expose my affairs with other men?”
Jiang Nanshu looked pale and powerless, “I…I really didn’t, who knew you’d play like this!”
[Heavens, I genuinely wish you two were locked up forever, with all my blessings.]
Lin Yueyue pulled out her phone, pointing at the message Jiang Nanshu sent her yesterday, with tears and sobs, “Look at this yourself. Isn’t this what you sent? You told me to pretend during cloudy days, to put on a show at the time so that Fifth Brother would believe in my innocence. I trusted you so much, and this is how you treat me? And I even checked the weather forecast for nearly fifteen days, the closest overcast day is still a week away, and it’s turning from sunny to partly cloudy.”
Jiang Nanshu: “???”
Wasn’t it supposed to be tomorrow?
She checked her phone, oh shoot, she had gotten confused and mistyped.
So she awkwardly smiled, “Sorry… there was a typo.”
Lin Yueyue: “…”
She felt like tearing Jiang Nanshu to pieces, “Get lost! I won’t let you off.”
Jiang Yunchuan sneered, stood in front of Jiang Nanshu, and looked down at her, “Try to touch her and see what happens.”
“Damn, I really gave you too much face? If you dare harass me again, I’ll expose all this stuff you’ve done. I want to see how you can stay at Jing University. For old times’ sake, I’ll let you go this time, but don’t ever show up in front of me again.” Jiang Yunchuan felt that even talking with this kind of woman was filthy.
It finally ended with Lin Yueyue crying and running away.
“Nanshu, don’t worry, Fifth Brother will definitely protect you.”
Jiang Nanshu wanted to laugh, but couldn’t, “Oh…”
“Get lost with Lin Yueyue.”
Jiang Yunchuan: “…”
The two parted ways as soon as they returned to the school.
Jiang Nanshu headed to her classroom to find that the woman who taught journalism was indeed fired, so the newly hired teacher, seeing Jiang Nanshu arrive late, tremblingly marked her as present.
Many cast dark looks at her, seemingly surprised that the scandal-ridden Jiang Nanshu still enjoyed the protection of the Jiang Family. A female teacher criticized her briefly, and the next second someone from the Jiang Family arranged for the teacher’s dismissal.
Between a teacher and the powerful Jiang Family, even the president of Jing University knew the odds.
After class, Hu Ying, leading a group, approached Jiang Nanshu and tapped on her desk. “Jiang Nanshu, did you know your good friend Chen Qian is in trouble?”
The previously drowsy Jiang Nanshu perked up, her ears alert, eyes wide with curiosity, “What? What happened to her? Is she dead?”
Hu Ying: “…”
The tone and expression were as if she couldn’t wait for Chen Qian to be dead.
She smirked, “Not dead. But, I heard her dad beat her so badly she spent the night in ICU. One eye is blind, one ear deaf now, and she’s paralyzed. Looks like she’ll spend her life in a wheelchair. Hearing this, don’t you feel anything? She was supposed to be your inseparable friend.”
Regret flashed through Jiang Nanshu’s eyes—she didn’t die?
So Chen Qian really is an important NPC in this story, huh? Beaten up like that and still not logging off.
“Then I’ll call 110 for her, get her dad arrested, make her happy for once.”
Hu Ying: “…Huh, Chen Qian has struck bad luck having a heartless friend like you.”
Her gaze drifted to an empty seat, her eyes curving in a smile: “Having a heartless friend really ends up miserable, just like Xu Xi.”
Xu Xi hadn’t shown up for class again.
Jiang Nanshu was unaffected. After lunch, when she returned to the dorm, she passed by Xu Xi’s desk which had a handwritten “Withdrawal Application,” seemingly smeared with a few drops of blood.
Seems like she had a tough weekend.
Xu Xingwan, too, had vanished like vanished off the face of the earth and hadn’t been seen since.
After changing into a new dress and applying light makeup, Jiang Nanshu left the school once classes were done in the afternoon.
It seemed she recalled not making her presence felt around Lu Qingyan for two days, so she sent him a message: “Brother Qingyan, where are you?”
The only reply was silence.
Jing University’s crew was dismantling the set, signaling the completion of Su Ran’s web series.
Once it was broadcasted, Su Ran’s status was bound to change drastically.
Jiang Nanshu had no intention of stopping this plot from moving forward; she only needed to accelerate the storyline a bit.
Arriving again at “Nightlife,” seeing those four fortune cats outside, she felt sentimental. Last time she missed touching those abs, tonight she was determined to feel them fiercely.
However, these fortune cats placed here were really an eyesore, only good when huddled together to attract wealth. While no one was looking, she grouped the four cats into a circle again.
After entering the bar, this time Jiang Nanshu played it smart, not choosing the exterior; she reserved a large private room, big enough for fifty people.
Then, she spent a hundred thousand to hire eighteen high-quality male models.
All uniformly 6 feet tall, narrow-waisted, broad-shouldered, with long legs, wearing shirts that revealed half their chests, each one brimming with hormones, varying figures and good looks.
As they lined up in front of Jiang Nanshu, it made her head spin.
The eighteen male models shyly said in unison: “Please show us love, Master!”
The scene, the setup—it made her feel like an emperor, with everyone in front her acting as her concubines.
She laughed so hard her eyes disappeared, wiped the corner of her mouth, and eagerly urged, “Come here, all of you, I’ll show love to all.”