Chapter 1250 — Zhao Qibing's Inference

"I know... ah, do your best, then!" said Feng Sanhuang's master.

"Very well... Master, the young lady is coming out, I have to hang up now!" Watching Xu Shilan and Sister Wang walk out of the hotel, Feng Sanhuang hurriedly ended the call.

And he trusted that his master would never hold it against him, for his master would never permit Feng Sanhuang to expose his own identity.

All these years, Feng Sanhuang had been a bodyguard his master had assigned to Xu Shilan — a true bodyguard. Though nominally he had been hired by the manager, Sister Wang, in truth it was nothing of the sort. He had already dealt with far too many matters, and far too many people, on Xu Shilan's behalf.

Were it otherwise, Xu Shilan's path to stardom would never have run so smoothly.

In Feng Sanhuang's eyes, anyone who dared to show the young lady disrespect deserved only death.

"Miss Xu, Sister Wang, what brings you back from dinner so soon?" Seeing Xu Shilan and Sister Wang return, Feng Sanhuang, of course, feigned ignorance and asked.

This, too, befitted his role as driver, assistant, and bodyguard.

By now Xu Shilan had recovered her composure; she had rested a long while in the hotel restroom before finally coming out.

Which had, in turn, given Feng Sanhuang ample time for his phone call.

"Ugh! Little Feng, that Zhao Qibing is a piece of work. The first words out of his mouth were that Xiaohan had to sleep with him — what kind of creature is that! He ought to take a good look at himself in the mirror and see just what he is, to dare harbor filthy designs on Xiaohan!" Sister Wang shook her head. "But he also made it clear: if Xiaohan won't sleep with him, then the treatment is off the table!"

"Oh? So the man really is a nasty piece of business!" Feng Sanhuang, still pretending he knew nothing, immediately began denouncing Zhao Qibing with feigned fury. "Sister Wang, so what do we do now?"

"What can we do? From what Zhao Qibing said, there's no room for compromise whatsoever. And he seems to be the young master of some great clan or other, indifferent to money — throwing cash at him won't work either!" Sister Wang said in exasperation. "I'm afraid there's no hope at all!"

"Sister Wang, forget it. If we can't be treated, then so be it; it's nothing, I can bear it!" Xu Shilan, by contrast, took it lightly. "I've endured it all these years — a little longer makes no difference."

"Ah, it's Xiaohan who suffers for it! That Zhao Qibing truly is no good!" Sister Wang sighed.

After Xu Shilan and the others had gone, Su Jiaonang lowered his voice and asked, "Young Master Bing, shall I have Li Cihua find someone to tie Xu Shilan up...?"

"No need! Xu Shilan is a public figure, after all. Force is unwise; if any sort of scandal breaks out, it will be hard to clean up!" Zhao Qibing waved his hand. "Still, that little wench Xu Shilan has real backbone. She can actually hold out against the headache? It's only being bedded once — it won't kill her, will it? These actresses, it's not as though they haven't been bedded by men before."

"That..." Su Jiaonang hesitated, then said, "Young Master Bing, since Xu Shilan debuted, there really hasn't been a whisper of gossip about her. On her fan club forum, a great many fans believe she is still a virgin..."

"Really? She's a virgin?" Zhao Qibing was taken aback. "You can't be serious."

"As things stand, that possibility is quite real..." Su Jiaonang reasoned. "Think about it, Young Master Bing. If Xu Shilan were not a virgin, then letting you have her for a night would be nothing at all, and it would cure her headaches besides. But the way she reacted — that does seem a little suspicious."

"That does make sense!" Zhao Qibing nodded. "If Xu Shilan really is a virgin, then I've struck gold!"

"But the worry is that Xu Shilan may not come back!" Su Jiaonang said with some concern. "If that's the case, she might simply walk away today and be gone for good..."

"Surely not? She'd rather just keep suffering the pain?" Zhao Qibing was somewhat unconvinced.

"Hard to say." Su Jiaonang shook his head.

Leaving Zhao Qibing and his scheming aside for the moment — news of Xu Shilan's concert spread like a flood, and both television and the media began openly promoting it.

Looking at the concert flyers, Xu Shilan felt rather helpless. Had she known she would not be staying here for treatment, she would never have held this concert at all!

But the publicity was already out, and it was impossible to call a halt now; Xu Shilan could only grit her teeth and throw herself into rehearsal, determined to make the concert a success.

"Wow, the publicity for Xu Shilan's concert is out already?" Shen Yushu said in surprise, checking the news on her phone.

"Mm, I've already booked tickets through the mobile network. If you don't reserve in advance, the tickets will likely be sold out by the time it comes around." Gu Mengyao had prepared well in advance.

"You can book tickets on a phone?" Tang Yun was rather astonished; she was not familiar with such high-tech things and had never used a mobile phone before. The phone Wei Zhao had bought her was only for calls and texts, and she had never touched its other functions.

"Of course you can, but you have to activate a monthly data package first," Gu Mengyao said. "By the way, Wei Zhao, did you talk to Yunyun about the hosting?"

"Mm, I texted her about it. She said she'd give it a try." Wei Zhao nodded.

"I'm afraid I won't do it well." It was Tang Yun's first time hosting anything. The Tang Yun of before had never cared much for the limelight; she knew she was beautiful, and to avoid being pestered by even more people, she had always kept a low profile.

But now, with Wei Zhao to protect her, no one at school dared harass her anymore, and Tang Yun had been able to open up. To host a public event once during her student years was a fine experience to have.

"It's nothing — the lines are all easy ones, you just read them off the page," Gu Mengyao said, utterly unruffled; a proper young lady of a great house simply brimmed with confidence. "Besides, you can just improvise. If you say something wrong, who's going to do anything to you? It's a school event, not a formal television broadcast."

"Mm!" Hearing Gu Mengyao speak so lightly of it, Tang Yun set her mind at ease. "Oh, right, these are braised chicken legs my mother made. Would you like to try some? We'd meant to invite you all over for a housewarming feast after moving into the new place, but then something happened with Xiaoxiao and it got delayed. So my mother sent over some chicken legs specially."

"Great, chicken legs are my favorite!" Shen Yushu, without a shred of restraint, picked one up with her chopsticks and began eating.

The cafeteria food had not yet arrived, so she could have a little taste of meat first.

Feng Xiaoxiao, too, quite unrefinedly picked up a chicken leg and tucked in heartily.

Gu Mengyao, by contrast, very demurely picked up a chicken leg and laid it on her plate. "It looks wonderful. My thanks to Mother Tang!"

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