Chapter 50: Hair Pulling (2)
It’s Qiao Ruohuan! She’s auditioning! What’s more, that man behind her with the suit, pants and noble temperament, wasn’t he Xing Yichen?
When the couple walked in, the went straight to a vacant spot. Just when Qiao Ruohuan passed Qiao Moyu, she suddenly uttered in a surprised voice: “Moyu, you came to audition?”
Qiao Moyu didn’t know what kind of attitude to show when seeing Qiao Ruohuan face to face. However, she recalled from her diary that the original host and the female protagonist were incompatible with each other.
She didn’t know if Qiao Ruohuan was truly surprised or just deliberately showing off to the crowd that they knew each other, thus highlighting the disparity between their popularities to embarrass her. Qiao Moyu simply looked up and smiled at her: “Hello.”
Qiao Ruohuan seemed a little surprised at her reaction, but she regained her composure after a moment. She nodded to Qiao Moyu, hooked her arm around Xing Yichen, then sat down beside her.
Xing Yichen’s eyes lightly passed over Qiao Moyu before coldly turning away.
It seems this was a good opportunity? Qiao Moyu glanced at Xing Yichen’s head, calculating how she could take a strand of his hair.
Several actors went in one by one. Qiao Moyu looked down at the list and saw that there were two more actors going before her.
At that moment, Xing Yichen stood up and whispered to Qiao Ruohuan, “If you don’t mind, I’ll head to the restroom.”
The opportunity came! Before he could lift a foot, Qiao Moyu headed for the restroom one step ahead of him.
A few seconds later, she heard the man’s footsteps approaching.
QIao Moyu stood at the hand washing area by the hallway. Just as Xing Yichen walked by, she pretended to trip on a pool of water on the floor and fell forward.
However, she skillfully reached out with her and brushed over Xing Yichen’s hair without making contact with his body, thus pulling out a couple of strands with her hand.
Xing Yichen only felt a sharp pain at the root of his hair. He quickly turned his head and frowned at Qiao Moyu who stood right behind him. The fire in his eyes lit up in an instant as he said accusingly: “Was it you?!”
Qiao Moyu quickly turned her back on him, and grinned as she stared at the newly acquired strands of hair.
Xing Yichen’s face was full of anger.
“President Xing, bye!” Qiao Moyu said with a smile, but there was a burst of coldness at the bottom of her eyes. At that moment, she didn’t know why, but she felt as if the skin on her body had a burning sensation, as if surrounded by flames.
Xing Yichen care too much for her words. He went forward, step by step towards her before trapping her against the wall. He looked down on her condescendingly, the mockery in his voice obvious: “You’re quite competent to climb up Ye Peicheng’s high branches. Didn’t you just co-star with him in a drama? Do you think he’ll look at you differently?”
“Why do you ask Xing Yichen, are you itching all over now that I’m no longer chasing you? Do you doubt your charm? Are you frustrated that you can’t conquer every woman’s heart in this world?” Qiao Moyu looked straight into Xing Yichen’s eyes, her heart swelling with a bad thought: “Shall I tell you a secret?”
It was the first time that Qiao Moyu had spoken to him in such a sarcastic and disdainful tone. Danger rose from the bottom of his eyes. At that moment, he was like a poisonous snake that wanted to bite Qiao Moyu’s neck.
Word by word, he said: “You’re secret is just like you, disgusting and worthless!”
“Really?” Qiao Moyu’s lips were raised and her voice was calm but firm. She stated: “Xing Yichen, one day you will regret your blind mistake. I’ll wait for that day!”
After that, she raised her foot and stomped on Xing Yichen’s foot directly with force.