As long as Ming Shu came online now, she would receive âgreetingsâ from all over the game server, and the scene was very lively.
On the other hand, the involved party Ming Shu would choose to either directly start a fight or diss them hard.
She acted like a cool knight who would stand tall while facing all kinds of difficulties.
Even if you were a master-level provoker, you could only candidly admit defeat upon encountering such a character who listened to no one and started a fight whenever they were unhappy.
When it came to the sense of shame:
They lost.
When it came to strength:
They lost, too.
And when it came to an inside supporter...
They threw in the towel.
Si Chen: Isnât there anything you want to tell me?
Finally, Si Chen couldnât help sending a private message to Ming Shu in the game.
Ming Shu just finished a ten-minute dissing session with a player. Receiving Si Chenâs message, she replied with a simple question mark.
Si Chen: Heh.
After the short snort, Si Chen went offline decisively.
Ming Shu was confused. Whatâs wrong with him now?
Ming Shu was a little hungry and also went offline to find herself some food. Yun Yu was handling a mess of props that she had gotten from somewhere.
âBaby Ji He, come and help lift this for me, itâs so heavy,â Yun Yu called Ming Shu softly with a pleading voice.
Ming Shu bit into some dried beef slices and rolled up her sleeves to move the box with Yun Yu.
âHow did you bring this back?â
Yun Yu leaned on the box and gasped, âThe associationâs guys helped get them back. Weâll use them at the comic-con in a few days. The other peopleâs dormitories are too far and inconvenient, so they asked me to put these in my dormitory. Do you mind, Baby Ji He?â
Ming Shu shook her head and shoved the last dried meat into her mouth, then clapped her hands. âLetâs go get some food.â
âLet me treat you,â Yun Yu said excitedly. âThereâs a newly opened restaurant. I went there once, and itâs super delicious.â
Ming Shuâs eyes immediately lit up. Super delicious...
Yun Yu took her bag and went out with Ming Shu on her arm.
Yun Yuâs finger touched the red thread on Ming Shuâs wrist, so she asked curiously, âI wanted to ask you last time, Baby Ji He, did you go to the destiny temple and ask for this marriage red thread?â
âWhy?â
âNo? So someone has given it to you?â Yun Yu stared at Ming Shu. âBaby Ji He, didnât you say that youâre not in a relationship?â
Liar!
The man last time was so good-looking, Baby Ji He must have something to do with him!
âWhat marriage red thread?â
âYou donât know?â
âI donât know.â
â...â
Yun Yu taught Ming Shu about the specifics regarding the marriage red thread while eating.
There was a famous destiny temple nearby, and unmarried men and women would go there to pray. With their sincerity, they would either succeed in winning someoneâs heart, or find another half very soon. The destiny temple thus won its reputation.
The temple would give a thread to the men and women coming to pray. As the saying went, a fate match across a thousand miles was drawn by a thread. What those believers asked for was that thread.
They gave the marriage red thread to others and expressed that they liked that person. So gifting a marriage red thread was actually a different way of saying a love confession.
âBaby Ji He, are you really a modern person? Even if you donât believe it, you mustâve heard of it, right?â
âHow did you know it is the destiny templeâs red thread?â What if it was just a common red thread?
Yun Yu held Ming Shuâs hand and turned it left and right under the afterglow of the sunset, and there were broken lights flashing across Ming Shuâs eyes. âSee? The destiny templeâs red thread is specially made and you can recognize it with just one look. Baby Ji He, who gave you this?â
Ming Shu raised her hand and squinted to look at it for a moment. âA... a little goblin.â
Have love confessions become so reserved now?
No wonder he asked me what I had to say to him.
âLittle goblin? What little goblin?â Yun Yu was a little confused. âIs it the handsome guy from last time? That handsome guy is one of a kind, Baby Ji He, donât let him go.â
Ming Shu smiled. âI have other things to do, go back by yourself.â
âAh, didnât you say youâre going shopping with me!â
âNext time.â
Yun Yu pouted. Her long, thick lashes quivered like tiny brushes. âOkay then, youâre a busy boss, so Iâll go with someone else.â
Ming Shu took a taxi to the villa. She never stayed here for long, and so everything looked quite unfamiliar.
Almost all the employees on the second floor had left, leaving only Wu Qing.
But Wu Qing said Si Chen didnât come today.
Ming Shu came downstairs and went out of the villa before meeting the man that she saw on the negative first floor last time.
âMiss Ji,â the man greeted skillfully.
Ming Shu raised a plain smile and greeted back politely.
âHave you thought about it?â The man hadnât given up, obviously.
âNo.â Ming Shu left the villa with him and spoke in a gentle tone, âIâm not interested in that. Itâs boring to do something youâre not interested in.â
The man looked sideways. In the dusk, the girlâs face was dimly lit, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly to create a perfect curve.
The girl was as beautiful as a painting.
Spreading out before him.
Quiet and beautiful.
The man suddenly asked, âWhat are you interested in then, Miss Ji?â
Ming Shu raised her chin and the blue sky was reflected in her clear eyes. âIâm not interested in anything.â
The man was stunned.
She was obviously talented...
Ming Shu looked askance. The ripples in her eyes spread and were as soft as a pool of spring water. She smiled, then walked into the vast night.
...
After a whole day of meetings, where those people kept saying important and unimportant things, Si Chen felt that his head was splitting.
Waving away the noisy assistant, Si Chen came out of Huanyao in a daze and looked around a little blankly. He didnât seem to know where he was.
Behind him was the brightly lit Huanyao building where the lights stayed on all night.
Ahead was a dark night and the road leading to somewhere unknown.
It was just like the blank feeling he was having right now. He didnât know where to go and what to do.
He had this blank feeling a lot of the time.
He always felt that...
He didnât belong here.
Si Chen raised his hand to rub between his eyebrows, but suddenly, he paused.
In his peripheral sight, there was a figure standing at the junction of light and shadow.
Without needing to take a closer look, a name came to his mind.
âJi He.â
Why is she here?
Si Chen walked over subconsciously, and the distance between the two kept shortening.
Si Chenâs heart was beating abnormally.
Headlights swept over from somewhere, blinding Si Chenâs eyes with white lights. The sound of tires rubbing against the ground was particularly harsh.
His intuition told him it was dangerous, but the glare made him not know which way to dodge.
Si Chenâs body was suddenly hit by someone, then fell to the side and rolled twice on the ground, with his back ending up on the ground.
The car slammed into something and careened into a nearby green belt with a big crash.
Si Chen felt dizzy. He lay motionless on the ground, and could barely open his eyes. âJi He...â
Ming Shu looked down at him with her hands on his shoulders. âMr. Si, I saved your life again.â
Some people ran out of Huanyaoâs building and their footsteps were getting closer and closer.
Si Chen moved his lips. âWhy are you here?â
âJust passing by.â
The people from Huanyaoâs building pulled Ming Shu up, then he was also pulled up, and the two of them were separated.
Si Chen watched Ming Shu being pulled away and felt irritable in an instant. He tried to push them away several times, but was tightly held back.
These people did not seem to feel Si Chenâs impatience and struggle; they rushed to send him to the hospital.
Si Chen really had the heart to kill them.
What a bunch of stupid teammates!
Fortunately, Ming Shu was still with him after Si Chen finished undergoing all the relevant medical examinations.
Consequently, he deleted the text message talking about a collective wage deduction that he had edited and was preparing to send to his assistant.
His stupid teammates had no idea that their salary had walked on the brink of death.