CHAPTER 228: CHAPTER 226: HOW IS HE STILL SO CLEAR-HEADED?

Shi Su’s eyes clearly showed urgency.

Tong Yuanyuan thought Shi Su was afraid of missing out on such a chance to transform from a nobody to someone important, and she sneered, "Which room doesn’t matter; what matters is that you’re already late. Mr. Jing has been inside for a while now, probably already entangled with her. You’d just spoil the fun by going in now!"

Shi Su’s expression remained unchanged, but her heart trembled.

Indeed, from the moment she heard the producer’s call until she finally reached the third floor, a full twenty minutes had passed.

If that woman and Jing Jihan were both in an unclear state, indeed anything that needed to be done would have been done by now.

Tong Yuanyuan was obviously trying to provoke her, deliberately delaying time further.

Shi Su stopped asking, released the door to the emergency exit, and turned around to knock on the nearest room door, one by one, "Is anyone there? Is anyone inside? Open up!"

"Is anyone there?"

"Is anyone inside?"

"Bang bang—"

"Open the door!"

"Is anyone there?"

"Bang bang bang—"

Shi Su kept knocking on each door one by one, while Tong Yuanyuan simply stayed put, arms folded, watching the show as Shi Su anxiously moved from door to door.

Tsk, look at how she played the part in front of Jing Jihan a few days ago, and now she cares so much about fame and fortune. She’s anxious like this when she couldn’t succeed in using the opportunity to climb into Jing Jihan’s bed. Even if she manages to open the door and Mr. Jing comes to open it, what can she do? It’s not like she’s the one who’s been slept with, and how well does she even know Mr. Jing?

After tonight, Mr. Jing’s woman would only be another actress that I’ve sent in, having nothing to do with Shi Su!

But thinking about it, it’s quite a pity—if it weren’t for her godfather Jin Yuanshan being so possessive, making her afraid to challenge him easily, she would have wanted to take the opportunity herself for one night with Mr. Jing. Perhaps it would be her flying to an even higher branch.

Finally, as Shi Su reached the last room at the end of the corridor, just about to knock, she suddenly heard the sounds of a man and a woman inside...

Her hand froze on the door. Even if the room was soundproof, pressing her ear against the door, she could clearly hear the activity inside.

Inside, the people seemed to be in the throes of passion, the woman’s coquettish accommodating sounds, and the man’s vigorous exertions, distinctly reached her ears.

Shi Su’s mind suddenly buzzed, and into her mind came the words Jing Jihan had whispered to her ears in the cold wind that day.

"Did you think I’d never know about Mianmian’s existence until today?"

"Shi Su, have I been too indulgent with you, all along showing restraint and giving you enough time!"

"You know very well what I think of you!"

"Do you really think I can keep having no bottom lines for you?"

From head to toe, she was completely chilled, standing stiffly in front of the door for more than ten seconds.

The sounds inside became clearer, the woman’s coquettish cries heavier...

Tong Yuanyuan came over, hearing the commotion inside, she said with envy and a hint of regret, "Our crew arranged that body double for you. She looks quite like you, about the same age. She not only serves as your stand-in and body double during shoots but also does well as one in this area. With the room so dark and both people not clear-headed... do you think Mr. Jing realized she wasn’t you?"

Shi Su shivered, her hand slowly clenched into a fist on the door, then she suddenly and forcefully knocked on the door with a single and serious effort.

She didn’t know how long she had been knocking before someone would come to open the door, but her hand continued mechanically and numbly hitting the door.

Tong Yuanyuan chuckled, then suddenly handed over a key card like she was being generously kind, "If you want to check it out, just go in yourself. What good does it do to keep knocking like this? They won’t pay any attention to you."

The key card was forcibly shoved into Shi Su’s hand, and she suddenly stopped knocking. Yet, she hesitated.

She wasn’t anybody to Jing Jihan, what exactly was she doing here?

What right did she have to interrupt them...

What right did she have to barge in?

Did it even matter to her?

But as scenes after scenes flashed before her eyes, everything about Jing Jihan seemed to gradually magnify in her mind.

Shi Su, what are you doing?

Get a grip...

No matter who Jing Jihan was inside with, or to what extent things had gone, it had nothing to do with you. You’ve never had that right.

Yet a voice within her kept telling her that the man’s voice inside was wrong, it wasn’t Jing Jihan.

She was a little muddled, just holding the key card. Under Tong Yuanyuan’s triumphant gaze, driven by some chaotic and impulsive force, she suddenly swiped the card and heard the unlocking sound. Her hand gripped the doorknob, taking a breath like she was going to pull back a piece of light from the dark void, and threw open the door in front of her with force.

The room was large and in disarray.

The man’s jacket and trousers, the woman’s gown, were strewn across the floor, the air filled with an unpleasant smell.

Glancing at the man’s clothes on the floor, they didn’t seem to belong to Jing Jihan. Her peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of the intertwined man and woman in the center of the bed...

In the instant when she saw clearly, her skin crawled, and simultaneously, the man’s build and face were completely unfamiliar—it wasn’t him at all...

Her mind’s thoughts hadn’t yet caught up when everything went dark. A long, strong arm suddenly wrapped around her from behind, and a man’s hand covered her eyes. A familiar fresh scent immediately enveloped her.

"Don’t look." The man’s voice was right in her ear, low and gentle, mixed with an extra intensity, pulling her decisively out of the room.

Shi Su’s vision was black, her body instinctively relaxing from the nauseating scene from earlier.

Having not yet understood the situation, Tong Yuanyuan only saw Jing Jihan emerge expressionlessly from the elevator, quickly step into the room, and pull Shi Su out, covering her eyes and kissing her reassuringly on the back of her ear.

Mr. Jing... Mr. Jing?!

How could Mr. Jing be here?

Wasn’t he supposed to be in the room...?

She had personally seen him enter Yating Xuan and drink the cleansing tea the waiter at the door had brought—the tea that’d been tampered with. He clearly drank it!

How was he still so sober?

Then who was in the room?!

Not Mr. Jing?!!!

Tong Yuanyuan stood petrified in front of the door, her eyes widened, unable to believe her eyes as the very real Jing Jihan suddenly stood intact at the doorway, unexpectedly coming out of the elevator?!

Jing Jihan, meanwhile, kissed Shi Su’s ear while pulling her close, as if she was the most precious and important being in the world.

Shi Su herself hadn’t grasped the situation. When Jing Jihan released her eyes, her ear felt warm, and she abruptly turned her gaze to meet the man’s deep, dark eyes, seeing her reflection within the silent sea of his gaze—