Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
It didnât matter if she left. Her mother, grandpa, and uncle on the maternal side all relied on the Song Family to survive. As long as the Song Family gave the word, they would go bankrupt overnight and lose everything.
Ling Sheng was the most incompetent little good-for-nothing in the family. She couldnât even take care of herself, so how could she help others? She sympathized with Little White Bunnyâs current situation. If she asked the Third Master, he might be able to help her. After making up her mind, she looked at Song Yiyan and comforted her. âIâll help you think of a way. If you donât like Dongfang Fan, try your best to delay the engagement date. Iâll inform you about breaking off the engagement. At that time, just listen to me.â
This matter could truly only be resolved by Third Master. They were real friends. What Song Family? It was just a family in this book. Ji Xing could probably crush them with one finger when he came over. What was there to be afraid of?
Their top priority now was to help Song Yiyan solve the problem and get her to awaken quickly. By then, she would not be this little white bunny, who was so weak that she could be easily manipulated, in front of her. The Song Family wouldnât be able to threaten her either.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âOkay, I understand.â Song Yiyan wiped her tears and grasped onto her hand gratefully. She looked at her seriously. âSheng Sheng, thank you.â
Ling Sheng said, âIf you really want to thank me, please recover your memory quickly!â
She was also feeling anxious now. She didnât know how many more days Second Uncleâs physical condition could be delayed. She urgently needed Little White Bunny to awaken and help Second Uncle change his fate so that he could live.
Her second uncle and auntie Ruoshuiâs current circumstance even made an outsider like her feel anxious and upset. She really wanted the two of them to be able to meet each other, for reasons other than his illness.
Song Yiyan looked at her strangely, not knowing what she meant. She did not know how she could help her, so she asked in a low voice, âSheng Sheng, what idea can you think of?â
âMy mother, the Third Master, and my father can put pressure on your father. However, the most important thing is for you to hang in there on this issue. You canât compromise or give in. Otherwise, no matter how much external force is exerted, we canât help you. After all, thatâs your father and your family. Weâre just outsiders.â Ling Sheng felt that she had to make this matter clear in advance.
No matter how hard she worked on her side to help Little White Bunny put pressure on the Song Family, if she herself didnât do enough and caved in and compromised in the end, no one could save her.
âYes, Iâll definitely persist. Iâll persuade my mother.â Song Yiyan had seen her father hit and scold her mother with her own eyes, right in front of her. Her father didnât love her mother at all. She had to persuade her mother to leave her father and divorce him.
She made up her mind and gave Ling Sheng a grateful look again before following her out. She saw that Director Chen Mo was the only one left in the office outside. She nodded shyly at him and greeted him âUncleâ.
âUncle, have my mother and the others left?â Ling Sheng pulled Little White Bunny and made her sit on the sofa first.
âTheyâve left. They went to the back to arrange the last round of rehearsals.â Nangong Lengmo took a look at Song Yiyan, whose eyes were swollen from crying. Why did she cry so hard? She looked quite pitiful. However, since the two young ladies werenât saying anything, it wouldnât be appropriate for a grown man like him to ask. He looked at Ling Sheng and said, âBy the way, your little assistant is looking for you. Sheâs waiting outside. Do you want her to come in?â
That person called Little Ye, who followed Ling Sheng around, didnât enter even though he had invited her in. She said that she would wait at the door of the office until Sheng Sheng was done with her work. She had also been crying until her eyes became swollen. What day is it today? Everyone he met was crying so pitifully.
Upon hearing that it was Little Ye, Ling Shengâs eyes turned cold abruptly, and her whole body exuded a chill. The corners of her lips curled up slightly in a self-deprecating curve as she said, âUncle, I have something to speak to her about in private. Please help me to take Yanyan away!â
The Nangong Family and the Song Family were long-time family friends, but Nangong Lengyu was so devoted to his film art career that he didnât really interact much with anyone. Nangong Lengyu was usually the one maintaining their relationships with the various families. Therefore, he had only met Song Yiyan a few times and wasnât familiar with her. When he brought her out, he even turned around and gave Ling Sheng a worried look. âCall me if something happens.â
Ling Sheng nodded and waved at him to leave quickly.
Little Ye had already entered. Her body was tense, and she didnât even dare to raise her head. She didnât dare to look at Ling Sheng at all. The extreme nervousness made her start trembling uncontrollably. She bit her lips tightly and waited for Ling Shengâs questioning.
Ling Sheng sat lazily on the sofa, peeling an orange. There was a cold smile on her lips as her eyes swept over her. In a lazy voice, she asked, âWhy are you looking for me?â
If Little Ye hadnât come and automatically disappeared on her own, never to appear in front of her again, she had already decided to let her off on account of the fact that she had been with her for so long and had been thoughtful and dedicated toward her.
However, she hadnât expected her to come knocking on her door. In this case, she couldnât blame her for not giving her face.
âSister Sheng Sheng.â As soon as Little Ye spoke, she choked. Without looking up, she knelt in front of her with a thud. Her voice was hoarse, and it was full of remorse and self-reproach. âIâm sorry.â
Ling Sheng smiled as she broke off a piece of orange and threw it into her mouth. This tastes pretty good. Itâs sweet and sour. âWhy are you apologizing to me? How did you let me down?â
âI shouldnât have drugged you.â Little Ye suddenly lifted her head, her face full of tears. âSister Sheng Sheng, itâs all my fault! I did it! Itâs not Chuheâs fault. Please let him go! It doesnât matter how you deal with me. Just let him go!â
âLittle Ye, you like him?â When Ling Sheng had first met him, she had known that Little Ye was Yu Chuheâs âwifeâ fan and liked him a lot. However, she had never expected that such an honest and considerate assistant would actually betray her for a man.
âI love him.â When Little Ye thought of that person, her eyes were full of gentleness. âSister Sheng Sheng, those reports must be fake. Itâs impossible. Itâs impossible for Chuhe to do those things. I know that the Third Master must have created fake videos and photos. Sister Sheng Sheng, this is all my fault. Can you please let him go?â
Ling Sheng didnât know what kind of drug that scumbag, Yu Chuhe, had fed Little Ye to make such a well-behaved girl like her unwilling to believe that he was a scumbag when the truth was already right in front of her. She let out a cold laugh. âLittle Ye, the Third Master isnât that bored. Yu Chuhe was indeed the one who did those things. Do you know where he was last night after you drugged me?â
Little Ye said, âSister Sheng Sheng, Chuhe definitely doesnât think that way. Chuhe loves me. Chuhe had arranged to meet me at the hotel. That medicine is just a sleeping pill.. I saw that youâre too tired so I asked the hospital for a prescription.â