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A princess raised in a castle receives the most direct form of love.
Because the people she encounters are also those who grew up in childhoods filled with love.
Song Zhi once believed that Jiang Yanzhou liked her. After all, someone as aloof as him could try his best to be compliant with her every whim.
It was truly rare.
During those few years in town, in order to keep seeing him in the future, Song Zhi worked hard in her final year of high school.
Xia Wanyue was absolutely right; heaven is fair. When it gives you a superior appearance, it always takes away some of your other things.
Like your brain.
Song Zhi was indeed not a smart child. For the same grades, she had to put in twice the time.
Fortunately, she still managed to barely get into Beicheng.
Jiang Yanzhou brought her home and arranged everything for her, without her having to worry about anything.
Song Zhi uneasily accepted all of this.
She was still proud, but compared to before, something was always missing.
After all, that experience had completely depleted her sense of security.
She woke up from nightmares countless times, each time her pillow soaked with cold sweat.
Jiang Yanzhou, to her, was like the last piece of driftwood in the deep sea.
He was all her hope.
But he was too dazzling, and the countless admirers who flocked to him were endless.
Even the most proud and conceited person is still humble in the face of love, and what’s more, she had already lost everything.
Whatever Jiang Yanzhou liked, she could become.
He liked the innocent “white lotus” type, so she wholeheartedly stayed by his side, acting as his favorite white lotus.
He indulged her in everything, but he never said he loved her.
As time passed, Song Zhi seemed to understand that he was just lusting after her.
This way of getting along wasn’t bad; both material and physical needs were met.
Only, it made her feel as if her self-esteem was being trampled underfoot.
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Hearing Jiang Yanzhou utter those words in a humble tone, Song Zhi’s heart was not swayed much.
Every decision she made was carefully thought out.
Facing Song Zhi’s silence, Jiang Yanzhou felt fear for the first time. He put his hand into his pocket, found a cigarette pack, then remembered Song Zhi disliked the smell of smoke.
His wrist trembled with emotion. His fingers gradually tightened, the corner of the cigarette pack digging into his palm, yet he seemed to feel no pain.
“You’re not together, I know.” His voice was terribly hoarse.
The window was only half open, and Beicheng’s summer nights were occasionally cool.
Song Zhi didn’t deny it: “We are indeed not together.”
Hearing her answer, Jiang Yanzhou looked up.
Song Zhi then added: “Of course, I don’t want to waste time on relationships right now either.”
She made herself a cup of cereal for dinner and sat on the sofa opposite Jiang Yanzhou.
Since she had time today, instead of letting him keep coming to find her, it was better to clear things up sooner.
Song Zhi placed the cup on the coffee table, crossed her long legs, and slowly stirred with a silver spoon, her slender, pale fingers holding it: “I’m in the rising period of my career right now, and being in a relationship would have a huge impact on me.”
Song Zhi realized that she no longer liked Jiang Yanzhou as much as before. At least, her heart was calm when she said these words.
It wasn’t to deliberately anger him, but entirely from the bottom of her heart.
She could repeatedly jump into icy cold seawater in freezing weather, and she could also endure a high fever and sleep only five hours over two days.
Even the most delicate person has their own ambitions.
Song Zhi no longer wanted to be a canary kept in an expensive cage.
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Song Luo vomited several times in the middle of the night, and Song Zhi barely slept while taking care of him.
She was mopping the floor and bringing him water.
In the latter half of the night, the alcohol had worn off a bit, and he began to mumble in his sleep.
Song Zhi only caught a few scattered words: “I miss you all so much.”
Her movements paused slightly, and her eyes suddenly felt sore.
Her Song Luo was clearly sadder than anyone else deep down, but for her sake, he always forced himself to act as if he didn’t care.
That incident undoubtedly dealt a devastating blow to Song Zhi; she even fell into depression for a long time.
Sleepless nights were common.
She didn’t dare to sleep, because once she fell asleep, she would dream of what happened that day.
Memories might yellow with the passage of time, but they would never disappear.
But she would live well, live well with Song Luo, so that their parents and grandfather in heaven could rest easy.
What she said to Jiang Yanzhou that day seemed to have worked; he hadn’t come to see her for several days.
The filming of the movie was also coming to an end. The last scene, a wrap-up shot, was filmed in an art gallery.
It was a simple scene of a chance encounter, not difficult to shoot, and it finished quickly.
Director Luo organized a party at a nearby hotel to celebrate the wrap-up.
While Song Zhi was removing her makeup, Zhang Fanfan came to visit, carrying a large gemstone necklace.
She handed it to Song Zhi without a word: “Here.”
Looking at the emerald necklace in front of her, Song Zhi raised her eyebrows slightly: “Thanks.”
Seeing her reach out to take it, Zhang Fanfan frowned and pulled the necklace back: “I’m showing it to you, not giving it to you.”
She sat down beside Song Zhi: “What do you think?”
Song Zhi honestly replied: “So-so.”
Zhang Fanfan: “This is my eldest cousin’s birthday gift to me. I think you’re just jealous.”
Every woman seems unable to resist shiny, blingy things. Jiang Yanzhou had attended many auctions, big and small, due to his work.
Most of the rare gemstones and jade in Song Zhi’s jewelry cabinet were gifts from Jiang Yanzhou.
Over time, she had gained some understanding of this area.
“The ones with a bluish tint in the green are top-grade. Like the one in your hand, it has a grayish tint in the green, which makes it slightly inferior, and its transparency isn’t pure.”
Zhang Fanfan muttered discontentedly: “I knew it, how could that bastard be so kind.”
She casually tossed the necklace aside as if it were trash.
Song Zhi said: “Although it’s not top-grade, it’s not cheap either. Are you just going to throw it away like that?”
Zhang Fanfan lifted her proud little face: “I don’t care about it.”
Her appearance inexplicably made Song Zhi want to laugh a little.
She was actually quite similar to her former self.
Carefree and pampered.
People passed by from time to time, and Zhang Fanfan’s sitting position clearly blocked the way. She wiggled her butt closer to Song Zhi.
She occupied most of the chair, and Song Zhi felt like she was about to be squeezed off. She said displeasedly: “Half my butt is hanging in the air.”
Zhang Fanfan rested her arm on Song Zhi’s vanity table and said confidently: “It’s to train your balance.”
Song Zhi: “...”
Song Zhi: “What exactly do you want to tell me?”
After beating around the bush for so long, Song Zhi finally got to the point.
Zhang Fanfan chuckled: “It’s my birthday today, so I want to invite you to my birthday party.”
Song Zhi: “We’re not that close yet, are we?”
“How can you say that?” Zhang Fanfan began to recount their connection, “We debuted in the same group, and now we’re acting in the same movie. Isn’t that close enough?”
Song Zhi smiled gently: “Not close.”
Zhang Fanfan: “...”
Okay, indeed not close.
Seeing that trying to be friendly didn’t work, Zhang Fanfan could only resort to persistent coaxing: “Please, have mercy and accompany me. If you don’t like this necklace, I have others at home. You can pick whatever you want, as long as you promise me to come with me to one place.”
The words “pick whatever you want” caught the attention of a certain “white lotus” who was extremely fond of luxury goods.
The “white lotus” immediately put on a show of sisterly affection: “Through hell and high water, I won’t back down even if it means death.”
Zhang Fanfan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her nod.
She then explained the whole story to her.
The two most similar things about them, besides being delicate, were probably that neither of them had very good brains.
One had poor narrative skills, the other had poor comprehension skills.
It was a very simple matter, yet it took them more than half an hour to sort out the cause and effect.
“So, you fell in love at first sight with someone at the KTV entrance yesterday, and you want to try your luck again?”
Zhang Fanfan nodded frantically.
Song Zhi: “...”
The spoiled young lady with a terrible temper actually fell in love at first sight with someone?
It was just accompanying her to find someone, which wasn’t a difficult task.
Song Zhi nodded: “OK.”
The matter was thus settled. Originally, they planned to go after the wrap-up party, but Director Luo had something urgent to attend to, so he postponed the wrap-up party by one day.
Zhang Fanfan, driving her pink Lamborghini, couldn’t wait to take Song Zhi to their destination.
All the way there, her mouth chattered nonstop: “If you see him, you’ll fall in love with him at first sight too. I’ve never seen anyone as cultured and gentle as him, and most importantly, he’s incredibly, incredibly handsome. The moment I made eye contact with him, I felt like the world lit up. Compared to him, all my previous boyfriends were freaks.”
Song Zhi, who was usually quite talkative, didn’t expect to meet her match one day.
She rubbed her forehead in annoyance: “Could you please be a little quieter? You’re making my head spin.”
Normally, if Song Zhi said that, Zhang Fanfan would have retorted immediately.
But today, she was asking for a favor, so after an annoyed eye-roll, she forcibly stopped talking.
Changfeng Street, as Beicheng’s money pit, is mostly frequented by the rich and noble.
A few are influencers and minor celebrities (180th-tier) hoping to hook up with a rich second-generation.
The distance between the streets isn’t too long; only pedestrians are allowed, cars can’t enter.
Valet parking attendants were waiting by the roadside early. Upon seeing the pink Lamborghini, they immediately approached eagerly.
Zhang Fanfan handed him the car keys along with several large denomination tips.
The valet immediately smiled so wide his eyes disappeared, profusely thanked her, and got into the driver’s seat.
Quite a few celebrities came here; they ran into several familiar faces along the way.
Zhang Fanfan led Song Zhi to the eccentric KTV on the far left: “This is it.”
Song Zhi had been to Changfeng Street quite a few times; those rich playboys in the industry loved to hang out here, and gatherings were usually held in this area.
As for this particular establishment, it was truly her first time here.
“Why don’t I have any impression of it? Is it new?”
Zhang Fanfan’s expression was a bit unnatural: “Probably.”
Before entering, Song Luo’s message came through.
[Song Luo: Not coming back for dinner today?]
[Song Zhi: Probably not. I’m with my friend on Changfeng Street.]
It was truly a money pit, and truly chaotic.
Song Luo frowned.
[Song · Ten Thousand Whys · Luo: What are you doing there? Which friend? Male or female? How many people? Do I know them?]
Zhang Fanfan had pre-booked a private room, and a waiter came to lead them in.
Well-dressed, muscular men occasionally walked by, their gazes subtly glancing at the two of them.
Song Zhi was looking down, focused on replying to Song Luo’s message, and didn’t notice.
[Song Zhi: One, female, you don’t know her.]
[Song Luo: Send me the address.]
Even though it was just five simple words, Song Zhi felt she could sense Song Luo’s undeniable and firm tone within those unremarkable characters.
Song Zhi honestly sent her a location.
[Song Zhi: Don’t worry, how could I possibly be bullied?]
With her temper, it was already good enough if she didn’t bully others.
After entering the private room, Song Zhi took off her mask. Zhang Fanfan had booked a large room, and the two of them sitting inside seemed a bit empty.
MV’s played randomly on the LCD screen. Song Zhi casually selected a few songs, but before she could even grab the microphone, the private room door opened.
A beautifully dressed woman stood at the doorway, smiling at them: “This batch today, I specifically hand-picked them. The quality is top-notch.”
Song Zhi was a bit confused. What “top-notch quality”?
Had KTVs started doing pyramid schemes now?
Before she could react, the woman clapped her hands, and several men in suits and ties walked in one after another from outside the door.
Their average height was over 1.8 meters, and their muscles looked inflated, bulging against their suits.
She suddenly had a bad feeling. This attire, this atmosphere.
Could it be...
Perhaps having served many rich women in the past, seeing two young and beautiful girls, their eyes sparkled like greedy thieves, shining brightly.
The “madam” introduced them one by one: “This one, young, good in bed, and handsome. And this one, tall and strong, his core strength is enough for you. And this one, this one, this one, they are all our top performers here.”
Song Zhi finally understood why she had never been to this place.
This was a damn male escort club.
Thinking of what Zhang Fanfan had said earlier, she immediately imagined a melodramatic story of a celebrity heiress falling in love with a male escort.
It was so touching, she almost wanted to clap for this beautiful love story.
Song Zhi stood up: “I suddenly remembered my stomach hurts a bit, so I’ll just...”
Zhang Fanfan noticed her intention and quickly grabbed her arm, pulling her back down: “Don’t go, I’m a little scared alone.”
Song Zhi was on the verge of tears: “If you’re scared, bring your bodyguard with you! Why drag me into this?”
Zhang Fanfan pouted: “I just didn’t want others to know I came to a place like this, that’s why I asked you to come with me.”
Although she and Song Zhi weren’t exactly compatible, at least Song Zhi was tight-lipped and didn’t bother spreading gossip about others.
After much deliberation, she concluded that Song Zhi was the most suitable person.
After being forcibly pulled back down by Zhang Fanfan, Song Zhi could only cover her face even more tightly.
Although she often joked with Tang Xiaoyan about going wild at a male escort club after a breakup, joking was just joking. She never thought she would actually come to a place like this in her lifetime.
Zhang Fanfan didn’t find the person she was looking for inside, and with a slightly dissatisfied wave of her hand.
The madam immediately arranged for a new batch of people to come in.
Still no one.
After changing several batches, seeing that Zhang Fanfan’s face still showed dissatisfaction, and adhering to the principle of customer first, the madam asked her: “What does the person you’re looking for look like?”
Zhang Fanfan roughly recalled: “Very tall, about 1.8/1.9 meters, with a buzz cut, and very pale.”
“Anything more specific?”
Zhang Fanfan was severely lacking in vocabulary. After stammering for a while, she pointed at Song Zhi: “His eyebrows and eyes are quite similar to hers.”
The madam regretfully said: “We don’t have anyone like that here.”
Zhang Fanfan lowered her head in disappointment: “But I clearly saw him here yesterday, standing at the entrance.”
Song Zhi said: “Maybe he just happened to be passing by. After all, there’s a bar right next door. What if he just came out for a smoke and you happened to see him?”
Zhang Fanfan suddenly realized: “Oh right, now that you mention it, he did seem to have a cigarette in his mouth at the time.”
Song Zhi: “...”
Speechless.
She put on her hat and stood up: “Can we go now?”
Hearing the sarcastic tone in her words, Zhang Fanfan, though annoyed, couldn’t retort and simply accepted it silently.
She mumbled an “oh” and was about to follow her out.
The madam smiled: “Why rush off? You’ve already ordered songs, sing them first, then leave.”
Saying that, she left the private room, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.
Looking at the two strong men remaining inside, Song Zhi frowned displeasedly. Was this place even doing forced sales?
Zhang Fanfan leaned in close to Song Zhi’s ear: “How about this? As a thank you for accompanying me today, this round is on me. You’ve been single for so long, it’s time to let loose. I think these two have pretty good physiques. You won’t lose out.”
Song Zhi frowned: “Thank you kindly.”
Even if her sex life was so lacking that cobwebs grew between her legs, she would absolutely not come to a place like this to satisfy her urges.
Zhang Fanfan couldn’t detect the sarcasm and thought Song Zhi was genuinely thanking her. She smiled: “No need to thank me, as long as you don’t tell anyone about today, I’ll add two more for you.”
Song Zhi: “...”
Although the private room was large, its soundproofing was too good, giving a stifling feeling.
Song Zhi didn’t want to stay there for another moment. She grabbed her bag and pushed the door open to leave.
Had she known it was this kind of place, even if Zhang Fanfan gave her all the jewelry in her house, she wouldn’t...
Cough, if it were all of it, it might be a different story.
After leaving the lavishly decorated KTV, feeling the cool breeze on her face, Song Zhi’s nauseous feeling of discomfort slightly subsided.
She walked down the steps and saw Jiang Yanzhou waiting for her outside.
He was smoking, without a tie, his figure hidden in the dim light of the streetlamp.
His long, pale neck, as he inhaled the smoke, revealed the sensual, ascetic movement of his Adam’s apple.
He rarely looked this way, casual and unrestrained.
Normally, he was serious and steady, a qualified leader.
After a moment of hesitation, she walked up to him: “Why are you here?”
Jiang Yanzhou put out his cigarette: “Song Luo called me and said you went into...”
He didn’t repeat the last two words.
Clearly, with his upbringing, he wouldn’t speak as unrestrainedly as Song Luo.
Song Zhi said: “So you specifically came to see if your ex-girlfriend was so lonely after leaving you that she’d resort to finding escorts to satisfy her physical needs?”
Jiang Yanzhou shook his head: “You wouldn’t.”
Song Zhi was typically the type who’d rather have nothing than settle for something bad, let alone come to a place like this.
Song Zhi was afraid of being entangled by Zhang Fanfan again. After saying goodbye to Jiang Yanzhou, she found a dark spot to hide, intending to come out after Zhang Fanfan left.
Zhang Fanfan came out after paying, looked around, but couldn’t find Song Zhi.
Confirming she was gone, Song Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, just about to come out.
Someone hugged her waist from behind, a broad, warm chest pressing tightly against her back.
She could even feel the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed.
Jiang Yanzhou held her hand, carefully caressing each knuckle, as if handling a precious and fragile item.
Then, gently, he laced his fingers through hers.
“It’s okay if we don’t get back together.” His words were like a spell, intertwining around her ears, captivating and inexplicably alluring, “If you have needs in the future, just come to me, okay?”
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