Chapter 227 - 227: Benefit from Others’ Misfortune
Terminally Ill Female Lead Of An Angst Novel Went Rampant After Her Awakening
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The police officers left with Tang Qidai.
Lin Shanchu kept staring in the direction of the police car until it disappeared.
In the police car, Tang Qidai kept looking back.
The police car sped forward, leaving nothing behind.
She saw nothing.
She had long known that people were different.
Some people had no way out.
It was because there was nothing behind her.
The police officers took Tang Qidai away while the traffic police remained at the scene.
âWho reported the case?â
The detectives had taken away the culprit, so it was fine as long as the person who called the Dolice was still there.
Seeing Lin Shanchu staring in the direction where Tang Qidai had been taken away, He Xiang glanced at her worriedly before she said, âItâs me.â
Lin Shanchu was lost in thought and did not notice He Xiangâs negotiation with the traffic police.
She had only lived a total of twenty-two years so far. During those sixteen years, Tang Qidai had occupied half of it, whereas Lu Shiyuan had occupied the other half.
She and Tang Qidai were incompatible, yet they were inseparable like a half-rotten apple.
After cutting out the rotten flesh, the apple was no longer complete.
Lin Shanchu felt empty inside.
âOfficer, that white car crashed into us on purpose. I saw it and recorded it.â A loud and clear male voice pulled Lin Shanchu back to reality.
She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man carrying a camera running over.
The man was wearing a simple white T-shirt and slacks with good sunblock. He was wearing a hat and a mask, so his face could not be seen clearly.
âSister Lin, we meet again!â
When he passed by Lin Shanchu, he raised his camera and took a photo with
Lin Shanchu.
Oh, it was an entertainment reporter.
The voice sounded familiar.
The reporter pulled down his mask, revealing his well-defined facial features. âWhen you went to the hospital this morning, you asked me if I had eaten⦠Do you still remember?â
âItâs you.â Lin Shanchu remembered him when she saw his face. âThe photo you took of me looks pretty good.â
âIâm a professional photographer.â The reporter chuckled, feeling rather pleased with himself.
When he smiled, he was full of youthfulness and did not look like an entertainment reporter.
On the other side, the traffic policeman placed his hands on his hips and shouted, âHey⦠You said you saw the car crash. Come over!â
âIâm coming,â The reporter raised his voice and shouted. Then, he turned to Lin Shanchu and said, âIâll go and make a statement first. Iâll talk to you after Iâm done.â
This sense of familiarity made him seem like an entertainment reporter.
He Xiang could not help but ask Lin Shanchu, âSister Lin, are you familiar with this reporter?â
âNo.â She did not even know the reporterâs name.
He Xiang was speechless.
The reporter quickly finished his statement.
They could not drive the car after the accident, so Lin Shanchu and He Xiang could only take a cab to go back.
However, there were few people on this road, and it was the hot afternoon. They could not even see a living fly, let alone a cab.
The friendly reporter invited them warmly, âMy car is parked over there. Letâs go together.â
âThereâs no needâ¦â He Xiang vigilantly rejected him.
The reporter seemed to have suddenly remembered something. Then, he rummaged through his pockets and finally took out a crumpled business card before handing it to Lin Shanchu. âThis is my name card.â
He Xiang accepted it and took a look.
Only the name and number were printed in the middle of the white card.
It was just that⦠it was quite ink-saving.
She handed the business card to Lin Shanchu.
Lin Shanchu took it and glanced at it before abruptly looking up at the reporter.
âWen Huan?â
âYes, thatâs my name.â
Wen Huan reached out to shake Lin Shanchuâs hand, but just as he stretched his hand out, he retracted it. âItâs better not to shake hands. Itâs quite hot in the summer, and my hands are all sweaty. Letâs get into the car.â
Wen Huan walked forward and opened the car door, urging them, âHurry up, Iâm afraid of the heat.â
âSister Linâ¦â
âGet in the car.â
Lin Shanchu placed Wen Huanâs name card into her bag. Before getting into the car, she said to Wen Huan, âThank you.â
Wen Huan had a righteous look on his face. âDonât be so polite. Just let me follow you a few more times in the future.â
When He Xiang, who was about to get into the car, heard those words, she immediately looked at Wen Huan warily.
Wen Huan looked at He Xiang with a complicated expression. âYou should be more careful these days.â
âHuh?â He Xiang was dumbfounded.
Wen Huan showed an expression, implying âwhy are you so stupidâ. He said, âNot every reporter is as kind as me. All my colleagues want to get their hands on the hot scoop and are looking for you in the entire city.â
He Xiang had just posted a recording on Weibo. She was the victim at the center of the incident.
She was Tang Qidaiâs former assistant.
She was currently Lin Shanchuâs assistant.
These three identities added together were enough to drive the reporters crazy.
In order to benefit from othersâ misfortune, they would do everything they could to tear open the victimâs wound.
When He Xiang heard those words, she was so frightened that she immediately retreated back into the car.
Wen Huan closed the door and went to the front to sit in the passenger seat.
As Wen Huan fastened his seatbelt, he said to the chauffeur, âSir, get out of the car when we reach the crowded place ahead. Iâll drive myself later.â The chauffeur asked, âDidnât you agree that Iâd help you drive for a day?â
âDonât worry, Iâll pay you.â
âThatâs good.â
The chauffeur looked at Lin Shanchu through the rearview mirror before starting the car.
Once they reached a crowded place, the chauffeur got out of the car and left.
âSister Lin, where are you going?â Wen Huan sat in the driverâs seat.
Lin Shanchu immediately turned on the GPS and entered the address of the neighborhood. Then, she passed the phone to Wen Huan.
âSister Linâ¦â He Xiang wanted to stop her.
Lin Shanchu smiled slightly, indicating that it would be fine.
Wen Huan looked at Lin Shanchu in surprise, âYouâre a celebrity after all. Why donât you care about your privacy?â
âWouldnât it be easier for you to follow me if you know my address?â Lin Shanchu smiled.
Wen Huan was speechless. It was rumored on the Internet that Lin Shanchu was ill, and it seemed to be true.
He Xiang was speechless. She should not have agreed to get into the car in the first place. How was she going to explain it to Brother Qi?
âThank you,â Lin Shanchu suddenly said.
Before getting into the car, Wen Huan reminded He Xiang out of good intentions.
Wen Huan was really as kind and passionate as in the original book.
Wen Huan scratched his head and his tone sounded somewhat awkward. âI told you not to be so polite.â
âAlright,â Lin Shanchu replied straightforwardly.
Wen Huanâs lips twitched. âNo, Sister Lin. Youâre a popular celebrity now. Canât you put on airs? Itâs very difficult to survive in the entertainment industry without some pizzazz.â
âAh!â Lin Shanchu asked, âDo I still have to put on airs in front of my friends?â
Not to mention Wen Huan, even He Xiang was shocked.
Was this still Lin Shanchu whom she knew?
Lin Shanchu, who did not even care about Huo Chaosheng, actually treated the reporter as a friend so easily after knowing his name!
Wen Huan was so scared that he stuttered, âY-you, you donât need to do this. Iâm very moral. Iâve photographed you so many times, but Iâve never fabricated any articles..â