LWDC Chapter 2
by VolareSu Cenxi subconsciously turned his head to glance at the balcony door, afraid that Gu Hechen would notice and come out to check. He quickly turned back, lowering his voice, “Why are you saying this!”
“The truth, can’t be said?” Ning Fei sneered, “Not only did you come back through rebirth, but the original owner of this body made a deal, promising to become a supermodel TOP for him, so you borrowed his ‘corpse’. Otherwise, is this face yours? Is this body yours? Is the name ‘Su Cenxi’ yours?”
Su Cenxi’s voice was very low, but his tone was anxious: “I am working hard to become TOP!”
“It was after I came that you had to work hard. It was me whipping you to work hard.” Ning Fei narrowed his eyes slightly, “Before I came, you had already decided to give up your modeling career and live happily ever after with Gu Hechen, this domineering CEO.”
Su Cenxi retorted: “I didn’t give up! I was obviously already a very popular supermodel. Before, I just wasn’t clear about his definition…”
“You can fool others, but don’t fool yourself.” Ning Fei slowly said, “Supermodel TOP, was it achieved through those reality shows Gu Hechen arranged for you? Was it achieved through constantly showing affection with Gu Hechen in the media? Have you even looked at MDC’s evaluation criteria?”
“But becoming TOP is really too difficult. At that level, it’s not just about working hard; you can definitely achieve the goal.” Su Cenxi said, feeling frustrated, “He used to live such a hard life. Now that he can live happily as a supermodel, isn’t that also good…”
His tone was aggrieved, his expression lost, leaning against the railing, looking very depressed. If someone else encountered this scene, they might easily soften their heart, but Ning Fei couldn’t see it, and even if he did, he wouldn’t fall for it.
“The wish exchanged for giving up your body, identity, and life, can it be dealt with by a light ‘isn’t that also good’?”
Ning Fei coldly said: “You have to repay the ‘debt’ you owe others. It doesn’t matter whether you don’t want to repay it, or don’t know how to repay it, or if you don’t have the ability to repay it. Because I’m here.
“I’m a professional at collecting ‘debt of fate’.”
Su Cenxi resentfully said: “You’re not a debt collector, you’re a life taker!”
“Look, aren’t you very clear?” Ning Fei warned, “If you don’t come back to repay your ‘debt’, what you’ve already obtained will be forcibly taken back little by little. What you got was ‘life’, and secondly, ‘fortune’. Last time you resisted my arrangements, your fortune once turned bad. This time if you run away again, guess what will be taken back?”
Su Cenxi was both scared and helpless: “But He Chen forcibly brought me here, I can’t help it. There are bodyguards everywhere, and the plane is his private one…”
“Interesting. He forcibly abducted you like this, is he your boyfriend, your sugar daddy, or a kidnapper?” Ning Fei coldly said, “Find a way to come back yourself, don’t always wait for someone to save you! Do you really think you’re a princess?”
After speaking, Ning Fei hung up the phone directly, throwing the phone aside.
Although even if Su Cenxi came back right now, it wouldn’t help, Ning Fei just wanted to see if he had the ability to defy Gu Hechen’s decision.
Or rather, if he had the determination to desperately repay his “debt.”
*
A day passed, and night came again. The brand’s haute couture show started on time. Fashion people gathered in the audience, and the world’s major social platforms quickly formed many related hot topics.
Su Cenxi’s fans had long received news that he would participate in this show, and they were searching for various news such as direct shots, lists, and insider information under various popular topics. However, after searching, the fans couldn’t even find Su Cenxi’s shadow. So they collectively flooded Su Cenxi’s personal account and Chen Xi Studio’s account, repeatedly asking: Where is Su Cenxi? Didn’t you say he would participate in this show? How come we can’t find him at all?
And Chen Xi Studio finally posted a status rather belatedly after the show started: [@Su Cenxi Su Cenxi is suddenly feeling unwell and cannot participate in this brand’s haute couture show, which is a great pity. We sincerely apologize for the inconvenience caused to the staff and to the disappointed fans. We will be back when Su Cenxi has recovered to full health…]
Statement, apology, future plans – the standard “three-piece set” for apology posts. The direction of the comments section changed immediately, and fans asked what illness Su Cenxi had, what his current condition was, and when he would get better. Some people even started cyber-diagnosing, using Su Cenxi’s previous material videos to randomly point things out.
Even the studio’s other assistants asked in the studio’s public group: [Fei-ge, is Su Cenxi feeling unwell? Is he sick?]
Ning Fei didn’t reply.
He did indeed post this official blog, but the content was fabricated by him. There was no way, Su Cenxi himself didn’t appear until the show started. He did send Ning Fei a few messages, which can be summarized as “I tried, but Gu Hechen wouldn’t let me go. Anyway, I couldn’t get on that show even if I went back, so I’ll try harder next time.”
Ning Fei couldn’t help but sneer at this elementary school-level sophistry.
Shifting a bunch of messes to the people below to solve, this style was definitely learned from the domineering CEO Gu Hechen, whose secretary did this kind of thing all day long. If Ning Fei didn’t have to “manage” Su Cenxi’s modeling career, he wouldn’t have so suppressingly scolded him and then cleaned up after him.
–Alright, you’re stubborn, right? The debtor is the boss, right?
Then let’s see where Su Cenxi will be “unwell” this time.
*
The day after the brand’s haute couture show, Su Cenxi didn’t come back.
On the third day and fourth day, Su Cenxi was still nowhere to be seen.
In response, Ning Fei appeared very calm and even continued to work normally, continuing to schedule events for Su Cenxi. As if after that night’s explosion, he was powerless. The studio’s assistants discussed in the small group, saying that no matter how big the temper of this inexplicably emerging agent was, he still couldn’t defeat Gu Hechen’s “money power.” One day, this agent would completely resign himself to fate.
Until the seventh day after the show, night.
Ning Fei had just confirmed the clothes Su Cenxi would wear for the next shoot and was coming out of the magazine office when the rush hour traffic on the street had already disappeared. He walked towards the parking lot, watching the occasionally passing office workers in suits beside him, and suddenly, he inexplicably remembered the good thing that was interrupted seven days ago.
–Tsk, forgot to ask his name and identity.
But he gave him his business card, and he didn’t look for him, so he probably wasn’t interested.
Ning Fei guessed, then took out his phone, preparing to check if there were any places nearby where he could relax. As for “prey,” he could find a new one. However, when he pressed the phone, it didn’t light up. Ning Fei remembered that the phone was ringing wildly when he was talking to the editor-in-chief. Seeing the caller ID, it was Gu Hechen’s secretary, so he directly turned off the phone.
Just as he stood still and turned on the phone, a black car suddenly drove up in front of him and stopped directly in front of him. The front and rear doors opened, and two familiar people – Gu Hechen’s secretary and a bodyguard – got out of the car and surrounded Ning Fei on the left and right.
“Mr. Ning, let’s go.” The secretary didn’t waste any words, signaling the bodyguard to cooperate in keeping an eye on Ning Fei. “President Gu wants to see you.”
“They’re back?” Ning Fei raised an eyebrow. “But I don’t seem to have any relationship with Gu Hechen. He says he wants to see me, so he sees me? Kidnapping in the street?”
“Do you have to waste time here?” The secretary’s tone wasn’t good, probably because he was hung up on the phone earlier. “Something happened to Mr. Su! As his agent, shouldn’t you keep your phone on 24 hours a day and not hang up or turn it off?”
As he spoke, the bodyguard had already started pushing Ning Fei. If it weren’t for the fact that this was still a public place, the bodyguard would probably have directly pressed Ning Fei into the car.
Ning Fei chuckled and glanced at the secretary before raising his foot: “I have one more thing to say–”
The secretary impatiently said, “What?”
Ning Fei pointed to the ground: “You guys are driving against the traffic and illegally parked.”
*
The black car took Ning Fei all the way to a high-end private hospital in the suburbs.
The ward where Su Cenxi was staying was more like a luxurious suite equipped with complete medical facilities than a ward, much larger than the two-bedroom apartment Ning Fei was currently renting. However, no matter how big the ward was, Su Cenxi could only sleep in one bed. When Ning Fei saw him, he was lying in bed receiving an IV drip. The person was probably unconscious, his whole face was flushed red, and he looked a bit pitiful.
However, Ning Fei didn’t show any pity or concern, and he didn’t even lean over to carefully look at Su Cenxi. He only glanced at the drowsy youth before turning his gaze to the man sitting next to him, maintaining a posture with one hand in his pocket, and asked, “What’s the situation now?”
“It’s what you see.” Gu Hechen held Su Cenxi’s other hand, frowning. “He started having a fever three days ago. It’s been recurring and hasn’t been able to completely go down. The doctor said it would be dangerous if he kept burning like this. I originally wanted to cure him abroad before coming back, but Cenxi kept saying that he needed to find you to solve it. I really couldn’t persuade him. So, how do you plan to solve it?”
Ning Fei was amused: “He wanted to come back to work, and you couldn’t persuade him. He got sick and fell down, and you couldn’t persuade him?”
How cheap can you get?
Gu Hechen was embarrassed by his retort, suppressing his anger, “I invited you here not to listen to your nonsense. Do you have a way or not? He’s burning so much that he’s not even conscious. As his agent, can you tell what’s more important?”
Ning Fei had a hundred more sentences he could retort with.
However, Su Cenxi’s condition seemed to be a bit serious. Ning Fei and Gu Hechen were arguing by the bed, and he didn’t even have the reaction to open his eyes. Ning Fei thought for a while, took out his phone, and asked, “Do you know what caused the fever?”
“…We played by the sea for a long time that day, and went into the water during the day and at night. We also ate barbecue at night.” Gu Hechen finally began to respond seriously. As a CEO, answering these details in person showed that his feelings for Su Cenxi were quite genuine. “The doctor initially suspected that the fever was caused by gastroenteritis, but after the examination, they said that his stomach and intestines didn’t have any obvious problems, and he wasn’t infected with any epidemic viruses or had any other symptoms. The current conclusion is that it’s most likely just a cold.
“But that’s a tropical island, and it’s 25 degrees at night. How could he catch a cold? Even if he did catch a cold, how could his temperature be so difficult to lower?”
While listening, Ning Fei opened his phone and flipped through it, finally narrowing his eyes: “So, the news that Aoli was chosen to be the finale at Fashion Week should be true. His MDC ranking must have risen…”
Ning Fei originally wanted to push Su Cenxi for this job, but now someone has taken his place, which is estimated to have a significant impact.
“What time is it, and you’re still worrying about that crap work?” The fire that Gu Hechen had just suppressed flared up again. “If you don’t have a way, then hurry up and get out. It would be bad if Cenxi woke up later and heard that you were still trying to exploit him while he was seriously ill, and his mood would worsen and he would recover slower.”
“I haven’t even bothered to calculate the fact that he ate barbecue and affected his weight. He still wants to challenge me?” Ning Fei sneered, then changed the subject. “Baron de Silva will hold a fashion party next week. President Gu should have the ability to get an invitation, and bring me and Su Cenxi in. No problem, right?”
Gu Hechen frowned: “Next week? Cenxi may not have fully recovered yet…”
Ning Fei interrupted him: “Just answer, can you do it?”
Gu Hechen: “As long as Cenxi can get better, of course I can agree to this, but…”
Ning Fei: “Good. Then please go out for a while now.”
Gu Hechen: “…”
The two stared at each other for a few seconds. In the end, Gu Hechen reluctantly got up and left the room with a questioning look of “I want to see what else you can do.”
Ning Fei watched the room door close, then turned back to look at Su Cenxi lying on the bed, mocking silently: “I haven’t even received the reward yet, and I’ve already paid for the luck first, working on credit…”
The hand he had in his pocket finally came out, slightly reaching towards Su Cenxi.
With a “snap,” he snapped his fingers.
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Updates will start at 8 pm tomorrow! The finger snap that Ning Fei made at the end is the inspiration for the cover! The cover is the beauty Ning Fei!