CHAPTER 70: CHAPTER 70: YOU HAVE HIM IN YOUR HEART

Bai Yiran practically wanted to hate Leng Yichen to death, how could he just take it upon himself to find Lou Jing and hinder her friendship!

As she thought about it, Bai Yiran started to cry; she really couldn’t stand this man’s overbearing nature!

"Why are you crying?" Lou Jing asked, somewhat baffled, "What are you talking about? Do you think Leng Yichen would hurt me?"

"Huh?" Bai Yiran was confused by Lou Jing’s words, "What else?"

Lou Jing laughed at Bai Yiran while wiping her tears, "Really now, still as much of a crybaby as in high school."

"What exactly does Leng Yichen want from you?"

Lou Jing looked at Bai Yiran and smiled contentedly, her eyes gleaming with a kind of hope for the future, "He said he wants to invest in a photo studio and asked me to manage it."

"You..." Lou Jing had dreamed of being a photographer since she was a child, and taking pictures became her only love. But due to family circumstances, she had no choice but to work as a hostess, and Old Zheng was so cunning that once you entered Golden City as a hostess, it was very difficult to leave. Unless Old Zheng considered you worthless, he’d let you go, but by then you’d be in a living death. Now someone was telling her she didn’t have to be a hostess anymore and offered her to manage a studio, where she could realize her dream without worrying about her future. Isn’t this a dream come true?

If it were someone else, Lou Jing might not have believed it. But this person was Leng Yichen!

"Really?" Bai Yiran hadn’t expected Leng Yichen to go this far.

"Yes!" Lou Jing nodded happily, "I know the reason Leng Yichen did this is because of you. He doesn’t want you to have a friend who works as a hostess in Golden City, and he doesn’t want you to encounter danger like last time again. So, for your sake, he’s willing to help me, and he’s doing it with enough dignity, not just throwing money at the problem. Yiran, he truly cares a lot about you."

Lou Jing’s words left Bai Yiran stunned. As she thought of Leng Yichen’s handsome face, her heart began to race. An indescribable warmth spread from the depths of her heart throughout her body, finally reflecting images of Leng Yichen pampering her.

"You have feelings for him too, don’t you?" Lou Jing observed Bai Yiran’s reaction, always clear as an outsider.

"I... I don’t!" Bai Yiran blushed and denied it.

"Haha!" Lou Jing laughed and then said seriously, "Yiran, yesterday when you came out of the bathroom, your face was all red. Although you seemed angry, that was just a sign of embarrassment. Do you know what this means? It means you don’t reject Leng Yichen."

"I..." Bai Yiran didn’t expect Lou Jing to say such things so openly.

Lou Jing bitterly smiled and looked at the white wine in her glass, drinking it in one go, "I’ve been a hostess for so long, facing so many disgusting men, and every time they touch me, I’m revolted, that feeling is worse than death. But, with Leng Yichen, you don’t feel that way. Think carefully about your feelings; when he touches you, do you feel like you want to die? Like you truly want to die!"

Bai Yiran stared blankly at Lou Jing, her mind starting to become chaotic, thinking about how she felt when Leng Yichen touched her... she didn’t want to die... she never felt like dying... she wasn’t repulsed... she...

"You already have feelings for him, you just don’t know it yet."

"I... I don’t..." Bai Yiran lacked confidence in her words.

"Little girl, always so stubborn! When Leng Yichen conquers you, you’ll be honest!" Lou Jing pinched Bai Yiran’s nose, "Since you’re married to this man, just live your life well with him!"

Bai Yiran’s mind was in a whirl, her heart beating fast, so she poured herself a glass of wine to drink, but Lou Jing stopped her.

"Your Leng Yichen specifically instructed me, you can’t drink, so I’m supposed to watch out for you!"

Bai Yiran looked at Lou Jing in disbelief, "You’re such a turncoat!"

Hahaha!

The two girls burst into laughter, but then a commotion erupted outside the pub, a group of people were savagely beating a tall, skinny man.

"Yiran, doesn’t that person being beaten up look familiar?"

Bai Yiran looked over and was taken aback, "Isn’t that Bai Qiantong?"

"Bai Qiantong? Oh! That’s your half-brother!"

Bai Qiantong was being brutally beaten by a group of men outside the gates of Golden City, his tall and skinny body curled up protecting his head, crying out in agony, while others stood by watching coldly, as if they were used to such a scene.