The Strategy For The Yandere Movie Queen Failed And Was Marked. Chapter 35
byChapter 35 Chapter 35 Will we always be like this?
In the kitchen downstairs, Ye Qinglan put the last washed plate into the disinfection cabinet, the lemon aroma of detergent still lingering on her fingertips.
In the living room, the cell phone rang for the nth time, which was particularly harsh in the empty villa.
She dried her hands and walked slowly to the living room.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the sunlight stretched her shadow very long.
The word “Zhao Man” danced on the screen, like some kind of unrelenting alarm.
“Hello.” Ye Qinglan answered the phone, her voice terrifyingly calm.
“Qinglan, what are you doing? Why don’t you answer the phone?”
“Busy.” She said in a cold tone, “Is there anything else?”
“It’s not Qinglan, I hope you can understand that exposing your relationship is not a good thing, especially with her!”
Zhao Man’s voice almost penetrated the receiver, “What’s so good about that Su Jin? A third-tier artist from a small company, who needs connections but no connections, and resources but no resources. It’s obvious that he wants to get the upper hand because of you!”
Ye Qinglan’s fingertips tapped lightly on the armrest of the sofa, her rhythm unhurried: “Are you done?”
“Her manager, Sister Li, just had the words ‘want to suck blood’ written on her face!” Zhao Man kept chattering, “And her broken company was still contacting the media yesterday to prepare a press release…”
“Zhao Man.” Ye Qinglan suddenly interrupted her, his voice suddenly cooled down, “You have crossed the line.”
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
“It’s not your turn to dictate my private affairs.” Ye Qinglan said word by word, each word seemed to have been tempered by ice, “Remember your identity.”
Zhao Man’s breathing became faster obviously: “I’m doing this for your own good! That Su Jin…”
“That’s enough.” Ye Qinglan interrupted coldly, “This is my business, don’t interfere too much.”
She paused, “Besides, I don’t want to hear any more negative remarks about Su Jin, understand?”
She hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to answer.
The cell phone was thrown heavily on the coffee table, making a muffled “bang” sound.
The floor-to-ceiling windows reflected her gloomy face.
Ye Qinglan took a deep breath, turned to the wine cabinet, and poured himself half a glass of whiskey.
The amber liquid sloshed in the cup, just like the undercurrent surging in her eyes at this moment.
Meanwhile, in the office.
Zhao Man stared at the hung up phone, his face ashen.
She slammed her phone on the table, causing the office supplies to stumble around.
“Damn it!” she cursed through gritted teeth, digging her fingers into her palms.
What does Su Jin have that makes Ye Qinglan abandon her bottom line again and again? You know, she has never accepted hype before, let alone others stepping on her to get the upper hand.
But it was this accident that deceived Su Jin!
Zhao Man was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and he gritted his teeth: “Damn Su Jin!”
The phone screen lights up and a new message pops up.
It was from Su Jin’s agent, Sister Li:
——Sister Zhao, our company has discussed it and thinks we can let Ye Yinghou and Su Jin have a love affair.
——The popularity is so high now, it would be a pity not to take advantage of it.
——We have the resources for “Heartbeat Speeding” here. If Ye Yinghou agrees, I will contact them immediately.
Zhao Man sneered and deleted the message directly.
She picked up the coffee and took a sip, only to find that it was completely cold, and the bitter taste made her even more irritated.
Just then, the phone rang again.
An unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.
“Hello?” Zhao Man picked up impatiently.
“Miss Zhao, long time no see.” Song Jing’s elegant voice came from the other end of the phone, “I heard that you have been… not going well lately?”
Zhao Man’s back straightened instantly: “Mr. Song?”
“Don’t be nervous.” Song Jing chuckled, “I just want to help. That Su Jin… is not simple.”
Zhao Man narrowed his eyes: “What do you mean?”
“It was no accident that she got close to Ye Qinglan.”
Zhao Man tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously: “What do you mean?”
“Don’t you think it’s strange? Qing Lan has been in the industry for so many years and has always been kind to everyone. Why do you just value such a person?” Song Jing’s voice was bewildering, “I found out some interesting things.”
“Is there any evidence?”
“Of course there is evidence.” Song Jing said slowly, “But… I need a small favor from you.”
“Say.”
“I need your company to issue a statement saying that it has investigated clearly that this incident was caused by a prop error. And your company has decided not to pursue further investigations.”
Song Jing’s voice was gentle, “In exchange, I will give you three top-notch scripts to ensure that Ye Qinglan’s career will be taken to the next level.”
Zhao Man’s face suddenly turned cold, “Impossible! It is certain that Fang Qi committed a crime. Besides, there are so many people watching. Even if the company issues a statement, fans and netizens will not believe it.”
“Believe it or not is their business. I just need your company and your cooperation. I will find a way to lower the public opinion. Fang Qi has been disfigured and her future as an artist is over. As an ordinary person, her reputation has been completely ruined and she will not be able to cause any trouble in the future.”
“So we have to be lenient and lenient. Let her go this time, just for my sake.”
“Impossible.” Zhao Man refused, “Once the company releases this statement, believe it or not, we will definitely be criticized by fans and become a hot search topic.”
“But even if you don’t care, fans will still search you immediately. Su Jin is a time bomb, and will lead Ye Qinglan to the bottom at any time.”
“You don’t want Ye Qinglan to be dragged down by Su Jin, right?”
Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, Zhao Man endured it again and again, “How do I know whether what you said is true or false?”
“Miss Zhao,” Song Jing chuckled, “do you think I would make fun of Ye Qinglan’s future? After all…”
Her voice suddenly became ambiguous, “She is the only person I care about.”
Zhao Man’s pupils shrank suddenly.
She suddenly remembered something and lowered her voice: “You just said that Su Jin is not simple… What evidence is there?”
The sound of paper being flipped came from the other end of the phone: “Her manager, Sister Li, used to send an artist to the director’s bed. Later, the artist wanted to sue her, but she slapped her down, claiming that the artist took the initiative to climb into the bed, and also fabricated evidence, causing the artist to commit suicide in unbearable humiliation.”
She said with a pause, “But this happened more than ten years ago, and it is not easy to investigate. I happen to have evidence in my hand.”
Zhao Man’s breathing stagnated.
“You said what will happen to Su Jin if such a thing is exposed?” Song Jing said meaningfully, “With such an agent, all the resources Su Jin has obtained in the past will be doubted.”
“At that time, some people will definitely doubt how a third-tier artist can get a role with Ye Yinghou? And how can he climb into Ye Qinglan’s bed in such a short period of time?”
Zhao Man sunk his fingertips deeply into his palms and closed his eyes tightly: “Why are you doing this?”
Song Jing’s voice suddenly became gentle, “I just want Ye Qinglan to see the truth and return to…the person who is suitable for her.”
“As for the previous one…it’s just an additional condition. And it’s not harmful to Ye Qinglan.”
“Think about it carefully, then give me a call after you think about it.”
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Man stared at the computer screen in a daze.
On the screen was a photo of Ye Qinglan and Su Jin on the set.
Ye Qinglan’s eyes looked at Su Jin with a tenderness she had never seen before.
She slammed her computer shut, picked up her coat and walked out of the office.
In the corridor, several employees were whispering and immediately fell silent when they saw her.
“Notify the public relations department to have a meeting in half an hour.” Zhao Man ordered coldly, “Re-draft Ye Yinghou’s love statement.”
The moment the elevator door closed, her cell phone rang again.It’s a message from Sister Li:
[Sister Zhao, what do you think?The producers of “Heartbeat” are waiting for a reply.】
Zhao Man sneered and replied: [Dreaming.】
At the same time, in the Ye family villa, Ye Qinglan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the whiskey in his hand had bottomed out.
The sun cast a halo on her profile, but it couldn’t dispel the haze in her eyes.
The phone vibrated, it was a message from the assistant:
[Sister, I found some news about Song Jing.She secretly met with three media outlets today and seemed to be preparing a press release.Need to intercept?】
Ye Qinglan’s lips curved into a sneer: [No need.Let her post it.】
She put down her glass and turned to go upstairs.
In front of the master bedroom door, she stopped and gently pushed the bedroom door open. The sunlight filtered through the gauze curtains, casting mottled light and shadow on the floor.
Su Jin lay on her side on the bed, with the thin quilt sliding down to her waist, revealing her slender waistline and half of her smooth back.
She walked to the bed with light steps, and just when her fingertips were about to touch the corner of the quilt, Su Jin suddenly turned over, her sleepy eyes reflecting the moonlight.
“Did I wake you up?” Ye Qinglan’s voice was gentler than the moonlight.
Su Jin shook her head, stretched out her hand in a sleepy state, and hooked her fingertips on the corner of Ye Qinglan’s clothes: “Why did you come up…”
This nasal sound of accusation made Ye Qinglan’s heart tremble.
She sat on the edge of the bed and ran her fingers through Su Jin’s scattered hair: “I took care of something.”
Su Jin half-propped herself up, and the shoulder straps of her silk nightgown slipped off, revealing half of her round shoulders.
She was completely unaware and approached Ye Qinglan’s neck with the confusion of just waking up: “Have you been drinking?”
“A little bit.” Ye Qinglan’s Adam’s apple rolled, and Su Jin’s warm breath was spraying on her sensitive glands.
“It smells bad…” Su Jin wrinkled her nose, but got closer, and the tip of her nose rubbed against Ye Qinglan’s collarbone, “mixed with your pheromones, it smells good again…”
Ye Qinglan’s breathing suddenly became heavier.She grabbed the back of Su Jin’s head and said in a hoarse voice, “Sister, do you know what you are doing?”
Only then did Su Jin realize how close the two were.
She wanted to retreat in a panic, but Ye Qinglan grabbed her waist and fell onto his lap.
“You want to run away after flirting?” Ye Qinglan’s lips almost touched her earlobes, “Who taught you this bad habit?”
The tips of Su Jin’s ears felt hot, and she put her hands on Ye Qinglan’s chest: “I, I just…”
“Just what?” Ye Qinglan’s fingertips slowly moved up her spine, pressing gently on each joint, “You smell the alcohol on me and you want to get close?”
Su Jin’s whole body went limp, almost melting into the touch.
She unconsciously raised her head, revealing her fragile neckline: “Qinglan…”
This soft call became the last straw that broke my sanity.
Ye Qinglan lowered his head suddenly and kissed her slightly opened lips.
Different from the tenderness of the past, this kiss was filled with the mellowness of whiskey and long-repressed desire, sweeping over her senses like a city.
Su Jin’s fingers unconsciously grasped Ye Qinglan’s collar. It wasn’t until the other party’s hand reached the hem of her nightgown and his cold fingertips touched the skin of her waist that she suddenly woke up and grabbed her hand to prevent her from moving further.
Ye Qinglan held her lips in his mouth, his voice hoarse, “What’s wrong? Don’t you want it?”
“No…” Su Jin’s voice was as thin as a mosquito, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, “I haven’t taken a shower yet…”
Ye Qinglan chuckled and rubbed her hot cheek with the tip of his nose: “Together?”
These three words made Su Jin blush instantly from the base of her ears to her collarbone.
She shook her head in panic, but was picked up by Ye Qinglan. The sudden weightlessness made her subconsciously wrap her arms around his neck.
“Put me down!” she protested softly, kicking her legs lightly in the air.
Ye Qinglan turned a deaf ear and strode towards the bathroom with her in his arms.
When the warm water poured down from the shower head above her head, Su Jin realized that her nightgown was already soaked, and the thin fabric clung to her body, outlining every curve.
“You…get out…” She hurriedly pushed Ye Qinglan, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the tile wall.
“What are you hiding from?” Ye Qinglan picked up her wet hair with his fingertips, “Haven’t you seen everything?”
Water drops dripped down Ye Qinglan’s browbones, slid across the high bridge of his nose, and finally hung on the slightly parted lips.
Su Jin stretched out her hand out of nowhere, and when her fingertips touched the warmth, Ye Qinglan took her finger into his mouth.
“!” She tried to retract her hand as if she was electrocuted, but was held tighter.
Ye Qinglan’s tongue swirled around her fingertips, but his eyes stared straight at her, as if he was tasting something delicious.
Su Jin’s legs were weak and she relied on the other person’s arms around her waist for support.
“You…don’t be like this…” Her protest was drowned in the sound of water, sounding more like a coquettish attempt to resist in return.
Ye Qinglan finally let go of her fingers and kissed her palm: “What about this?”
In the mist, Su Jin saw fine water droplets hanging on Ye Qinglan’s eyelashes, and his black eyes were deeper than ever.As if she was bewitched, she took the initiative to raise her head and kiss the thin lips.
The kiss was quickly turned into a guest.
Ye Qinglan pressed her against the wall, ran her fingers through her wet hair to support the back of her head, and slid her other hand down her waistline.
The water washed away the bodies that were touching each other, but it couldn’t extinguish the fire that was getting stronger and stronger.
When Ye Qinglan’s lips moved to her neck, Su Jin suddenly remembered something and pushed her gently: “Wait…it’s about Weibo…”
“No matter.” Ye Qinglan bit the soft flesh on her collarbone and said vaguely.
“But Zhao Man…”
“Don’t worry about her, I’ll take care of it.”
“No but,”
Ye Qinglan finally raised her head, water drops dripping from her chin onto Su Jin’s chest: “This time, I will protect you!”
“Protect me?” Su Jin asked in a low voice, “Who wants to do what?”
Ye Qinglan did not answer, but rubbed the corners of her red eyes with his thumb: “Don’t worry, I have found someone on the Internet to deal with it, and no one can say anything bad about you.”
This sentence is as light as a sigh, but as heavy as a stone.
Su Jin felt hot and took the initiative to wrap her arms around Ye Qinglan’s neck and bury her face in her shoulder: “Actually, I don’t care what others say…”
“I care.” Ye Qinglan’s voice was particularly clear in the sound of water, “My sister deserves the best in the world.”
When the water gradually cooled down, Ye Qinglan turned off the shower and wrapped Su Jin tightly in a bath towel.
After returning to bed, Su Jin curled up in Ye Qinglan’s arms, listening to the other party’s strong heartbeat, and fell asleep.
“Qinglan…” she murmured while half asleep, “will we always be like this?”
Ye Qinglan tightened his arms and placed a kiss on the top of her hair: “Yes.”