I’m the Moonlight White That the Former Movie Queen Secretly Loved 3

Chapter 3:

The phone call was not over.

Shu Ran was determined to vent her anger and gave Sister Lin no chance to hang up. She cried pitifully, “Sis, sis.”

“What should I do? I’m so scared. What if the reporters find out about her?”

Shu Ran was at a complete loss, looking like she might do something foolish at any moment.

Sister Lin was always extremely cautious when handling her artists’ relationships. Shu Ran was clearly not in a good state, so she naturally wouldn’t let her go handle the breakup on her own. However, Shu Ran was too distraught to listen to reason.

Plus, Meng Jiang was right outside.

Frowning, she lowered her voice, reminding Shu Ran not to burn her bridges. It would be best to pin the blame for the breakup on the other person, in case Shu Ran became a big star in the future and the ex tried to use it as leverage.

Shu Ran agreed on the surface but had other plans.

Finally, Sister Lin brought up the luxury car Shu Ran wanted to borrow to boost her confidence.

“A G-Wagon is definitely out of the question. The other newcomers will have opinions.” Sister Lin hesitated for a moment, then offered a compromise: Shu Ran could use the thirty-thousand-yuan Beetle in her garage.

“That—” After wasting so much breath, all she got was a Beetle. Shu Ran’s voice was filled with disappointment. “A Beetle?”

“It’s enough,” Sister Lin said. “Even if you drive a G-Wagon, do you think someone whose purchasing power is a thirty-thousand-yuan Wuling Hongguang would be able to tell the difference between cars worth millions? Right?”

Shu Ran thought about it and realized she had a point.

“But…” Shu Ran was still uneasy. “She…”

“Hmm?”

“She was the one who asked me to meet at Huaqing Garden for tea.”

“Use your head more in your future relationships. You’ve been psychologically manipulated for so long, you should learn something.” Sister Lin’s face was full of disdain. “She probably asked you there so you could pay the bill.”

So that’s what it was. Shu Ran couldn’t hold back a curse. “I’ll be XXX…”

Chen Cheng waited outside the restroom for a full ten minutes before Meng Jiang finally emerged, her head down.

As Meng Jiang’s exclusive agent, Chen Cheng was surprised. Her boss was always self-disciplined and mindful of her posture. It was rare to see her looking at her phone while walking; for one, it was bad for her deportment, and for another, looking down all the time could curve the spine.

But right now, the woman’s head was bowed, her impressively thick, long, curly hair cascading down from her ears to her shoulders.

Her hair hid half of her face, and Chen Cheng could only see the outline of one of Meng Jiang’s eyes. At that moment, those captivating, alluring eyes were fixed on her phone screen.

Her diamond-encrusted, transparent nails swiped across the screen. Chen Cheng craned her neck for a peek. She only had time to see that her boss seemed to be spending money again, likely throwing another “deep-water torpedo” at her “wife.”

Just as she was about to get a closer look at who the lucky author was, Meng Jiang, as if she had eyes in the back of her head, flipped her hand and put the phone in her pocket.

Stingy.

Chen Cheng gave an awkward, fake cough, then changed the subject to work. “The director of Lan Tai would like to invite you for a tour of the station later. They probably have a show they want you to join…”

As expected, Meng Jiang was not interested.

Her red lips parted slightly as she said coolly, “Turn it down for me.”

Chen Cheng sighed. “I knew you’d say that.”

She then took out her phone and composed a polite refusal.

Meng Jiang seemed a bit distracted, walking several steps ahead quickly. Chen Cheng had to jog to keep up.

It was currently Meng Jiang’s vacation period, and she had turned down all possible events. The only job she had accepted was the taping of Lan Tai’s reality acting show tomorrow.

Since Meng Jiang didn’t have much to do and didn’t need to follow a film crew, she had given Chen Cheng a long vacation as well.

Therefore, Chen Cheng had meticulously planned out Meng Jiang’s schedule for the next month.

“The new assistant starts the day after tomorrow. She’s a Ningcheng local and knows the ropes. You can ask her if you want to go anywhere…”

Halfway through her explanation, Chen Cheng noticed that the usually efficient and decisive Best Actress Meng seemed absent-minded. She tried calling her name twice before Meng Jiang’s gaze finally met hers in mid-air, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

“A Ningcheng local?”

Meng Jiang’s beautiful eyes flickered thoughtfully. Chen Cheng thought she was concerned about the assistant.

“My fault, my fault,” Chen Cheng said, trying to build a connection. “I almost forgot, your alma mater is Ningcheng University, so you’re practically a local yourself. That makes me feel even more at ease. The new assistant should be able to adapt to your rhythm quickly…”

Before she could finish, Meng Jiang called her name, cutting her off. “Chen Cheng.”

“Are you thirsty?”

Chen Cheng was baffled. “A little.”

Meng Jiang hummed in agreement and said slowly, “The tea at Huaqing Garden in Ningcheng is good. Since you said I’m practically a local, it’s only right that I treat you to a cup. You can arrange things while you drink.”

Did the sun rise in the west today? What a treat.

Chen Cheng’s eyes lit up. “Okay!”

Qi Sijia had put on three face masks. She had actually considered wearing a gas mask to the meeting but ultimately restrained herself.

She didn’t have a habit of being late. After hanging up with Shu Ran, she had called the restaurant ahead of time and driven towards Huaqing Garden.

But since she hadn’t been out in three months, her bright yellow Wuling Hongguang electric car broke down on the overpass.

To make matters worse, a heavy rain began to fall. Qi Sijia stood by the side of the road, struggling with a rusty, broken umbrella.

The tire was flat. Normally, she could change it herself. Her social phobia made it difficult for her to ask for help, so over the years, Qi Sijia had trained herself to be proficient in eight hundred different skills.

If she could solve a problem herself, she would never rely on others. But now, with the rain getting heavier and her tools incomplete, she had no choice but to call Ye Qianqian for help.

“You’re finally willing to come out.”

After hearing the whole story, Ye Qianqian laughed so hard she couldn’t stand up straight. She was at a party with her group of “frenemies.” One of them handed her a tissue. Ye Qianqian wiped the tears of laughter from her eyes, then rolled the tissue into a ball and stuffed it back into her friend’s hands.

She gestured with her eyes for the girl to throw it away.

Zheng Xin was composed. Despite the humiliation, her expression didn’t change as she took the tissue. When she turned away, a flash of hatred crossed her eyes. She crumpled the tissue in her hand and threw it in the trash.

Ye Qianqian saw her reaction and gave a disdainful smile.

Then she walked out to the balcony, her expression relaxing as she couldn’t help but tease Qi Sijia. “Little Yellow Duck?”

“What am I supposed to say to you? You’re about to settle down with someone, and you’re still driving that toy car from the back of your garage that’s impossible to look at. Anyone who didn’t know better would think you have a hundred and eighty ulterior motives. What century is this? You’re still pretending to be poor in front of your girlfriend to keep her from taking advantage of you.”

Qi Sijia had absolutely no such intentions. Of course, she could spend the money she earned on her girlfriend. She just didn’t know how to spend money on her girlfriend.

As for her family background…

After all these years, Qi Sijia kept things separate. Qi Jun’s money was Qi Jun’s. Taking it would mean getting involved.

You do as much as you’re paid for, and Qi Sijia currently had no intention of doing anything for Qi Jun.

Qi Sijia didn’t respond to Ye Qianqian’s probing questions.

Ye Qianqian knew her situation better than Qi Jun did.

She and Ye Qianqian had been best friends since they were little, sharing dresses. There was no need for nonsense. Qi Sijia got straight to the point. “Jinxiu Villa isn’t far from you. If it’s convenient, could you find a designated driver to bring my Cullinan over?”

“No.”

Qi Sijia was taken aback. “Hmm?”

“You’re still no fun to tease.” Ye Qianqian burst out laughing. “I’ll go myself.”

Hearing this, Qi Sijia frowned. “Don’t mess around.”

She had a pure, low, resonant voice, especially over the phone. When she deliberately lowered it by three tones, it was incredibly sexy.

It was like she was panting in her ear. Ye Qianqian was momentarily stunned and cursed under her breath: Feigning indifference.

“I promise, I won’t cause any trouble for you. I’m just curious. It’s been five years, right? It’s been too long since I’ve met someone who could make you ask for my help. I have to meet her.”

“Relax, relax. I’ll just take a peek from the garage. It’s not often Miss Ye gets to be a chauffeur, you know.”

And she dares to bring up five years ago.

Qi Sijia pressed her lips together, thinking that she should be grateful if Ye Qianqian didn’t crash her meeting.

But since it had come to this, there was nothing to hide. She was at that age now, and she wanted to settle down.

After several failed online relationships, Qi Sijia didn’t have many requirements anymore.

And Shu Ran’s personality—gentle, seemed like someone you could build a life with in every way.

There was nothing wrong with introducing her to Ye Qianqian.

“It’s a deal then,” Qi Sijia said. “You have to stay in the car.”

Ye Qianqian leaned against the European-style iron fence, staring at the soft soil in the garden. She really wanted to go down and stomp on the fresh mud.

Though she was annoyed, her tone didn’t change. She said to Qi Sijia in a heartfelt tone, “But, speaking of which, it’s fine to play around, but don’t even think about forever. Do you remember what happened with your campus belle girlfriend five years ago?”

“Her name was… what was it again?”

Meng Jiang.

For so many years, Qi Sijia had never mentioned this name to anyone.

It was as if she had deliberately forgotten this person. But for some reason today, the words “first love” had come from many people’s mouths.

She couldn’t help but recall the first time they met, when Meng Jiang introduced herself: “My name is Meng Jiang. If you can’t remember, you can call me Mengxiang (Dream).”

“Is that a nickname?”

“Mmm, you can forget everything else, but not your dreams. You have to remember that.”

It really was a word she couldn’t forget for a lifetime.

The rain outside was fine and dense, like needles hitting the windshield.

Qi Sijia glanced out, then slowly drew her gaze back.

Ye Qianqian was still earnestly advising her, “Don’t blame me for not reminding you, come back for a visit sometime. If the position of Miss Qi is going to be occupied by an illegitimate stepdaughter for much longer, don’t blame me if I get annoyed and start messing with her.”

Knowing Ye Qianqian was talking about Zheng Xin, Qi Sijia was amused. “I know.”