Chapter 126 - Spicy Enough?
The Profligate Madam of the Family
Ye Tianxin stared at Leng Rongrong for a long time. Originally, she didnât want Leng Rongrong to wear a shawl, but for some reason, she seemed to have changed her mind and didnât say anything.
Leng Rongrongâs sleepiness turned into sobriety after a series of continuous yawning.
Ye Tianxin asked the companyâs driver to send them to Yunduan Clubhouse.
Leng Rongrong followed Ye Tianxin into a private room in the club.
The private room was very lively. When Leng Rongrong and Ye Tianxin appeared, everyone looked up at them.
Many peopleâs gazes fell on Leng Rongrongâs beautiful little face.
âSister Ye, who is this?â
Someone asked curiously.
âSheâs an artist under me, Leng Rongrong. Rongrong, get acquainted with them. This is Director Lu. Thatâs Director Qin. Thatâs...â Ye Tianxin introduced the rest to Leng Rongrong.
When Ye Tianxin arrived, she said that she wanted Leng Rongrong to meet famous directors.
However, when Leng Rongrong saw the directors, the corners of her mouth twitched.
Famous directors?
Was Ye Tianxin certain they were famous directors?
These people canât even be considered directors, right?
Although she had just entered the entertainment industry, Leng Rongrong wasnât an idiot. At least, she knew which famous directors were in the industry. Even if they werenât famous, Rongrong knew almost all of them.
However, the few people in front of her all had a perverted look on their faces. They didnât look like famous directors.
They might not even be directors.
Leng Rongrong didnât mind drinking, having a meal with famous directors, and getting to know them, but she was really not interested in accompanying a few people who came out of nowhere and couldnât even be considered directors.
âRongrong, have a meal with the directors. I still have some things to deal with, so Iâll be leaving first.â
After Ye Tianxin let Leng Rongrong sit down, she turned around and prepared to leave.
Leng Rongrong was speechless.
She grabbed Ye Tianxinâs hand as the other party was about to leave. Her eyes narrowed as she asked, âSister Ye, arenât you coming with us? I donât think itâs good to just leave like this.â
âDonât worry. I have already spoken to the directors. Everyone knows that youâre a newcomer and will take good care of you. I still have some urgent matters to deal with here, so I have to go. Iâll come over if thereâs enough time. If not, you can trouble the directors to send you back, or you can take a taxi home.â
Ye Tianxin pulled Leng Rongrongâs hand away, then turned around and left without a word.
Leng Rongrong felt dumbfounded. She could only laugh dryly as she looked at the group of so-called directors.
The group of directors looked at her with perverted expressions.
Leng Rongrong smiled awkwardly at the director beside her. âDirector Qin, right? Director Qin, youâre quite young. May I know if you have any new works?â
Leng Rongrong politely asked the so-called director next to her. Then, she got some information from the director who looked to be in his thirties.
He had been involved in a micro movie before, and it was the kind that wasnât very famous.
But he was not a director at all!
When Leng Rongrong asked again, the other so-called famous directors were not as good as this director. They might not have filmed any television series or movies at all...
This Ye Tianxin, how could she do this on the first day of Leng Rongrongâs return?
After all, Leng Rongrong was an artist under her. Leng Rongrong couldnât remember when she had offended Ye Tianxin. Why would Ye Tianxin do this to her?
âIâm sorry. I need to go to the washroom.â Leng Rongrong stood up and wanted to escape with this excuse.
âDonât go. Youâre already here. Why are you leaving?â A chubby hand suddenly grabbed Leng Rongrongâs shoulder, and a short fatty who looked to be about two to three hundred pounds circled behind Leng Rongrong.
Although Leng Rongrong did not see the person behind her, she felt a chill down her spine.
Leng Rongrong quickly stood up from her chair and dodged to the side.
The rest of the people at the table stood up.
One by one, they surrounded Leng Rongrong.
âThis woman is really pretty. Iâve really struck it rich this time!â
âSo pure, she might even be a virgin!â
âGirl, donât be afraid. Weâre just going to let you have some fun and take a few beautiful photos of you. Weâll try to be gentle!â
âYes, yes, yes, we wonât hurt you. Youâre so beautiful. How could we bear to hurt you? As long as you cooperate obediently, weâll make you feel good!â
âI donât need to be so cool. I donât really need beautiful pictures... Iâll give you a piece of advice. Donât get close to me. I donât have a good temper, and I donât like to be touched by people Iâm not familiar with.â
A smile appeared on Leng Rongrongâs pretty little face.
Her smile was slightly distant, setting off that incomparably fair palm-sized face, making Leng Rongrong look even more noble and cold, like a fairy.
A few men, however, leaned over obstinately. The smiles on their faces were extremely wretched.
âBig Brother, I like the hot-tempered type!â
âThatâs right. A little spice is more flavorful, especially with her pure and noble aura. It goes well with her little spicy character. Tsk! Tsk, only spiciness is satisfying!â
âIs this spiciness good enough?â Leng Rongrong glanced at the fatty who had spoken, and the corner of her eyes twitched.
âOf course, itâs only good if itâs flavorful enough.â
âIt seems that you all like spicy food?â Leng Rongrong narrowed her eyes. âHere, some mustard. This will definitely be delicious!â
âSister, are you pretending to be clueless? You know what weâre talking about!â
The men got closer and closer, and some of them were almost touching Leng Rongrong.
A trace of disgust flashed across Leng Rongrongâs eyes. She lifted her leg and kicked the man away. Then, she picked up a chair, and with three moves, she hit the rest of the people in front of her. It caused them to scream in pain.
Then, Leng Rongrong frowned as she thought of something. She picked up some mustard on the table and started to squeeze it into the mouths of the people who said they wanted spicy food.
âOnly spiciness is good, right? Come, come, come, letâs have some fun!â
Leng Rongrong filled their mouths with wasabi, then asked, âHow is it? If itâs not enough, Iâve heard that thereâs a type of demonic chili that ordinary people canât bear. If you think itâs not enough, Iâll give you free money to enjoy it! Iâll definitely make you guys feel good!â
The men were dazed.
How could they have thought that a girl who looked so weak and fragile could actually beat them down in two or three moves?
Leng Rongrong was as fast as a gust of wind. They didnât even know how they were beaten.
One of the directors didnât know how he got kicked, but he felt like the ribs in his chest were broken and he had been fed so much wasabi.
Tears and snot were streaming down the menâs faces, and their mouths were filled with anger.
âSpicy! Itâs so spicy!â
âWater! I want to drink water!â
âI canât. Itâs too spicy!â
The men fought to get the water.
Leng Rongrong kicked them over. âDidnât you say it wasnât spicy enough? No drinking water! Itâs all because of you trash that I didnât sleep. Tonight, Iâll make sure to have fun with you all! Be good, Iâll make a call. Weâll wait for the demonic spice.â
In the corridor, Tang Luo pushed Mo Linyuan, who was in a wheelchair, and he could vaguely hear Leng Rongrongâs voice.
âI think I heard Miss Rongrongâs voice... So, did Miss Rongrong return to the club to spend the night there?â