Ying Jing's arrival enlivened the atmosphere quite a bit, until a clear and elegant voice interjected.
"Ying Jing, what a coincidence to meet you here."
Wen Yue looked over at the person. "How do you two know each other?" Then he remembered: Ying Jing was at Hu City University, and Yan Shuang was studying drama in West City. One in the east, one in the west.
Ying Jing honestly didn't expect to see Yan Shuang here.
She had heard that Wen Yue had a girlfriend that he treasured very much, and people in the group were even betting on how long this relationship would last.
Wen Yue had even said openly that he was going to introduce her to his parents.
Looks like this time it's for real.
There wasn't really any connection between Ying Jing and Yan Shuang. The most you could say is they were high school classmates. But if you must dig for some gossip...
Fine.
Yan Shuang was the unattainable "white moonlight" of Lu Zishu.
Back in high school, Yan Shuang was like a goddess surrounded by admirers. Her family had a bit of money and had sent her to learn dance from a young age. She had a great figure and was very talented.
She went straight into the drama academy in West City after graduation.
In short, she's very likely to enter the entertainment industry in the future.
Wen Fucheng is the boss of Dynasty Entertainment, so his nephew could be considered a bit of a Crown Prince. Clinging to this relationship, and closely holding onto Wen Yue, the road ahead for Yan Shuang would be much smoother.
Ugh, poor Lu Zishu.
He's been studying and working part-time tirelessly to give his "white moonlight" a future.
Wait, why is she feeling sorry for Lu Zishu?! Right now, isn't she the one in the toughest spot?
Thinking about this, she sneakily glanced at Wen Fucheng. The moment their eyes met, he was looking at her too.
Startled, she immediately retracted her gaze, her heart filled with panic.
What's going on?
It felt like being caught red-handed by a parent doing something wrong.
But that's her future man!
Is it not okay to look?
The more she looked, the better he looked.
The more she looked, the more satisfied she felt.
Those hands, those legs, that face... that...
Jiang Cheng noticed the little girl staring at him with such a heated, straightforward gaze that saliva was almost dripping out of her mouth.
He lowered his head and whispered, "Fancy him? Restrain yourself. Not just anyone can get involved with him."
Wen Fucheng's methods and abilities were something that even businessmen had to be cautious about. Everyone present had witnessed them.
But Ying Jing was unimpressed. She had seen his gentle side before, and even if it was just a little glimpse, it was enough to amaze her.
When it was time to eat, Ying Jing went to the bathroom and ran into Yan Shuang, who arrived a minute later.
Standing in front of the mirror washing her hands, Ying Jing glanced at the other person through the mirror.
Instead of going into a stall, Yan Shuang stood there, watching her with great interest.
Realizing the unfriendly intent, she took the initiative to speak.
"Miss Yan, do you have something to say?"
"You like Wen Fucheng." It was a statement, not a question. Many people saw it just now, especially Yan Shuang, who knew that kind of gaze well. It was a woman's admiration and interest in a man.
"Does it have anything to do with you?" After drying her hands, Ying Jing was about to leave but was blocked by Yan's foot.
What does this mean?
Looking for a fight?
She was wearing a pretty little dress today, not suitable for rough behavior.
"What's Miss Yan planning to do?"
Ying Jing's status wasn't something she could compare to. In the crowd, more people were on Ying Jing's side. She was just Wen Yue's girlfriend.
Wen Yue had many girlfriends before, but only she was brought in front of Wen Fucheng.
So it's obvious, this woman is not ordinary either.
Yan Shuang was smart and stepped aside.
"Nothing, just wanted to remind Miss Ying. A man like Wen Fucheng is not someone you can handle."
Already at the door, Ying Jing turned back at her words. "Oh, really? Who said I want to handle him? Isn't it better to wait for him to handle me?" With that, she left with a dashing back view.
Leaving Yan Shuang with a calm expression.
"What about Lu Zishu then? Don't you like him anymore?" Yan Shuang was about to chase after her.
With the voice behind getting closer, Ying Jing frowned.
She almost forgot the unavoidable male lead plot from the book.
Lu Zishu!
It's something that needs to be dealt with.
But there wasn't any hurry, it was a slow process.
After all, she didn't know if being reborn could break her free from the plot.
She needed to find an opportunity to test it out.
"Since you know I like Lu Zishu, then why are you so close to him? Isn't Wen Yue your boyfriend?"
In the original text, Yan Shuang's fondness for Lu Zishu wasn't any less than for Wen Yue.
She couldn't bear to let go of Lu Zishu's kindness to her before confirming her relationship with Wen Yue.
Using her superb acting skills, she walked between two men.
Other people may not know, but Ying Jing, having read the story in a past life and experienced the plot, knew it clearly as a BUG.
"Miss Yan is skilled, but you should watch the distance between the boats you're standing on. Otherwise, when the tide rises, it might capsize."
"You..." In just some time apart, Ying Jing had become sharp-tongued.
Before, when she was by Lu Zishu's side, she always looked like a gentle little rabbit.
"Miss Ying is quite the actress. She acts one way in front of me and another way in front of Zishu. Do you think Lu Zishu knows what kind of person you are?"
Whether he knows or not, it doesn't matter. Anyway, Lu Zishu never liked her.
In the beginning, he liked the white moonlight, and later on, he and the real female lead had a passionate love-hate relationship.
Only she became a villainous supporting character who couldn't get the love she wanted.
In the previous life, everyone ended up with their happily ever after. Only she was foolish, only she was miserable. She died so young and couldn't be with the person she truly loved.
The more Ying Jing thought about it, the angrier she became.
What kind of sin did she commit to end up in a book and face forced plotlines?
"You really thought I like Lu Zishu?" No, she never liked Lu Zishu. Her heart was lost on someone else in an afternoon not long after she traveled here.
A sudden sadness crashed over Ying Jing like a tidal wave.
In the past life, even when she knew deviating from the plot would mean death, Ying Jing still tried every means possible.
She finally discovered a small BUG.
As long as she followed the plot closely and minimized the harm, she could muddle through the story.
Maybe she had deceived heaven too many times, in the end, she still lost to destiny.
She didn't want to be the bad guy, but she had no choice but to become one.
Yan Shuang was truly rotten to the core.
Currently, Lu Zishu had no money, no power, and no status. He was just a handsome, good-studied poor student. Once the Lu family from Imperial City recognized him, he would transform into the Crown Prince of Lu Group.
If Ying Jing remembered correctly, that grand recognition ceremony that shook the heavens and the earth was at the end of the year.
"Whether you believe it or not, that's all I have to say. One last piece of advice, those who walk the path of injustice are bound to doom themselves. Wen Yue is a good man, I hope you won't let him down." Ying Jing didn't bother arguing further with her, quickly leaving the scene.
She disliked Yan Shuang but didn't resent Wen Yue.
In the previous life, Wen Yue and Yan Shuang got married, but in the end, because Lu Zishu returned to the Lu family and with the male lead's halo and the power of Lu Group, Yan Shuang, that "white moonlight," secretly went back to him, while Lu Zishu had already met the female lead and had developed emotionally.
Yan Shuang tried to trip up the female lead many times in secret, but Lu Zishu resolved them all.
Wen Yue and Yan Shuang ended up divorcing.
By the year Ying Jing died, Wen Yue was still alone. As for what happened later...
She no longer knew.