The Mysterious Night of Beijing

The next day, Lin Chuxiu went to school with a heavy heart. She had to attend classes and complete her studies; it was her only way out now.

Along the way, she was surrounded by pointing eyes and whispers. She kept her head down, avoiding looking at anyone, and walked into the teaching building.

At noon, while eating in the cafeteria, Yang Jiayu, along with several girls, arrogantly blocked her way with their trays.

"Hey, isn't this our Shanghai University's most beautiful and seductive girl? How dare you come to the school for dinner?"

Yang Jiayu spoke in a sarcastic tone, drawing all eyes to her.

Lin Chuxiu gripped the chopsticks in her hand tightly, lowered her head even further, and didn't want to pay attention to her.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yang Jiayu became even bolder.

"Why aren't you saying anything? You did such a shameless thing, and now you're pretending to be a pure and virtuous woman?"

"I heard that a chandelier almost crushed you to death at yesterday's charity gala. What a pity, why didn't it just kill a scumbag like you!"

Yang Jiayu's words became increasingly outrageous.

Lin Chuxiu finally couldn't help but raise her head.

"Yang Jiayu, I have no grudge against you."

"You have no grudge against me, but you stole Yan Yan's things, so you have a grudge against me!"

Yang Jiayu's face hardened, and she picked up the scrambled eggs with tomatoes and braised pork from her plate. Without thinking, she slammed the food down on Lin Chuxiu's head.

Oily soup dripped down her hair, and rice and vegetable leaves covered her head and face. Laughter filled the entire cafeteria.

Many people took out their phones and pointed them at her. She felt like a clown, standing in the middle of a stage, being watched and mocked by everyone.

She can't take it anymore.

Just then, the phone in her pocket vibrated. Lin Chuxiu paused for a moment before taking out her phone with trembling hands.

On the screen was a text message from an unknown number, containing only five short words.

Haohao is waiting for you.

These five words made Lin Chuxiu feel as if she had grasped something.

Just as she was about to extend her trembling fingers to reply, a shadow loomed over her.

"Snapped!"

The phone was knocked from my hand and smashed on the ground.

A white high heel stomped down hard.

The screen is broken, and those five words are no longer legible.

The laughter and chatter in the cafeteria seemed to pause for a moment, and a soft voice, tinged with panic and concern, rang in her ear.

"Sister, are you alright? How did you get like this?"

Lin Chuxiu stiffly raised her head, revealing a face with light makeup and a pitiful expression.

Lin Lengyan was dressed in a white dress, with her long hair flowing down her shoulders. She was clean and tidy, and the contrast between her and Lin Chuxiu, who was covered in a mess, was striking.

She returned to China ahead of schedule.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have come back early to surprise you," Lin Lengyan said, reaching out to help Lin Chuxiu. "Yang Jiayu is really something. How could she treat you like this? Sister, get up quickly. I'll take you to clean up."

Her hands, with their beautifully painted nails, clean and pretty, were, in Lin Chuxiu's eyes, dirtier than the plate that had just been dumped on her head.

"Don't touch me."

Lin Chuxiu's voice was hoarse as she brushed away Lin Lengyan's outstretched hand.

"Nausea."

Lin Lengyan took two steps back, and tears immediately fell from her eyes, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"Sister, I just wanted to help you..."

"Lin Chuxiu!"

A furious shout rang out.

Jiang Xian'an appeared at the cafeteria entrance at some point. He rushed over and pulled Lin Lengyan into his arms, anxiously checking her over.

"Yanyan, are you alright? Did she hurt you?"

Lin Lengyan gently shook her head in his arms, her voice trembling with tears, "Brother Xian'an, don't blame my sister, it's my fault, I shouldn't have come back, it's all my fault."

She's beautiful, and when she cries, her eyes redden and tears well up, making you feel sorry for her.

Jiang Xian'an comforted the person in her arms, turned her head, and looked at her with a cold gaze.

"How long are you going to keep making a scene? Yan Yan just got off the plane to see you, wanting to give you a surprise, and this is how you treat her?"

"What is your heart made of? Just because I love her and not you, you're going to torture her and me like this?"

The surrounding chatter started again.

"Oh my god, so Lin Lengyan is the real girlfriend!"

"I told you Lin Chuxiu was a mistress who rose to power. Now that the original owner is back, she's panicking."

"How vicious! She's a mess herself, yet she can't stand to see others doing well."

Looking at the couple in front of her, Lin Chuxiu suddenly lost the strength to argue.

She didn't want to say anything, and turned to leave under everyone's gaze. The soup from the meal dripped down her hair, and she felt that every step she took was difficult.

Lin Chuxiu didn't know how she got through the afternoon classes.

She sat in the corner of the classroom, not absorbing a single word the teacher said; her mind was completely blank. When get out of class finally ended, all she wanted to do was leave this place as quickly as possible.

Just as she stepped out of the school gate, a familiar black Cullinan braked suddenly and stopped in front of her. The door opened, and Jiang Xian'an sat in the driver's seat, her profile cold.

"Get in the car."

Lin Chuxiu stood still.

Jiang Xian'an lost his patience, got out of the car, grabbed her wrist, and roughly shoved her into the car. He was so strong that she couldn't resist.

With a loud bang, the car door was slammed shut, and the car sped off.

"Where are you taking me?"

Lin Chuxiu leaned against the car window, her voice calm.

Jiang Xian'an didn't answer, but just kept driving, the speed increasing, the street scenes outside the window rushing past, from the city to a desolate place.

The streetlights dwindled until finally, it was pitch black.

After driving for an unknown amount of time, the car finally stopped in a deserted area, and Jiang Xian'an unlocked the safety lock.

"get off."

Lin Chuxiu was pulled off the car by him. Under her feet was a bumpy dirt road, and all she could hear was the sound of the wind and insects.

"Jiang Xian'an, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Leaning against the car door, the man lit a cigarette.

The red flames flickered on and off at his fingertips, reflecting on his expressionless face.

"Weren't you so capable today? Weren't you the one who bullied Yan Yan?"

He exhaled a puff of smoke.

"This is your punishment."

"Go back from here and reflect on what kind of people you shouldn't mess with."

After saying that, he stubbed out his cigarette, turned around, and was about to get into the car.

Lin Chuxiu watched his retreating figure and suddenly chuckled softly.

Jiang Xian'an stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her.

"Jiang Xian'an, I'm so ridiculous."

She spoke while laughing.

"You're such a good actor. These past three years, it must have been exhausting pretending in front of me during the day, right? Having your brother do it for you at night, doesn't it feel especially exciting?"