After The Forced Marriage, I Ended Up With The Top Celebrity - Chapter 13

The plane arrived in Country M a few hours later.

When Qiao Jinyan and Luo Nianshu appeared before the staff looking like drowned rats, everyone was stunned.

Qiao Jinyan offered no explanation, immediately arranging for the costumer to find the backup formal dress. Dripping wet, she began to direct everyone’s work.

A few hours later, Molly arrived at the preparation room with a bruised face.

“Yanyan! Do you know how much trouble you’ve caused?”

Molly was extremely angry this time.

“I’m sorry,” Qiao Jinyan was perceptive and quickly took an alcohol swab to wipe the bruises on Molly’s face.

Molly glared at Luo Nianshu again. Ultimately, the source of the trouble today lay with Luo Nianshu, but then again… if Qiao Jinyan hadn’t gone to find Luo Nianshu, this matter wouldn’t have significantly affected her management company.

Luo Nianshu knew Molly was fuming and didn’t dare add fuel to the fire. She touched her nose and stayed silent, accepting all the blame.

“Do you know what people are saying about you online right now?” Molly’s hands trembled with anger. “The image the company worked so hard to build for you was almost completely ruined just now.”

Luo Nianshu was taken aback: “Didn’t the internet support Qiao Jinyan? Wasn’t Wang Xu badly trashed?”

“That was a few hours ago,” Molly took a breath, picked up a cup, took a sip of water, paused, and continued, “Someone bought ‘water army’ (paid online commentators) to control the comments. The tide of public opinion has started to change.”

Qiao Jinyan narrowed her eyes: “Impossible. Was it Wang Xu’s side’s PR? His management company doesn’t have the capacity to counter so many netizens.”

Molly grew anxious, knocking on the table with her hand: “That’s why I said things are bad! Someone must be helping Wang Xu behind the scenes, and this backer’s influence is definitely very strong, possibly even exceeding our management company. Otherwise, the situation wouldn’t be like this.”

Molly then added: “Yanyan, don’t you feel like a lot of things have been hitting you lately?”

Molly became cautious, her voice several octaves lower than before.

Qiao Jinyan thought about it carefully. Indeed, things had been going wrong recently, with all sorts of bad luck misfortunes cascading upon her a situation that had never happened before.

“Are you suggesting…” Qiao Jinyan frowned.

Molly raised her right index finger to make a “shush” gesture: “Be careful lately. Someone might be trying to bring us down.”

“They’ll need the ability to do that,” Qiao Jinyan let out a cold, arrogant snort, her eyes instantly freezing over.

Who exactly was this mastermind?

Who was supporting Wang Xu from behind the scenes?

Qiao Jinyan looked out the window, where shifting lights played on her face, making her expression inscrutable.

In the evening, staff members were allocating rooms in the lobby.

According to regulations, celebrities stayed in single rooms, and other staff members stayed in double rooms.

Molly walked over, squeezed Luo Nianshu’s shoulder, and handed her the room card: “Little assistant, you’ll share a room with me. Go open the door first; I’ll be there soon.”

Luo Nianshu nodded, took the room card, and turned to walk towards the corridor, only to be blocked suddenly by Qiao Jinyan.

“No, you can’t share a room with Molly.” Qiao Jinyan’s expression was a little strange.

Molly was stunned, surprised that Qiao Jinyan would personally interfere with a trivial matter like accommodation. She advised, “Then where should she stay? We don’t have any extra rooms.”

That was indeed a problem.

Qiao Jinyan propped her chin on her hand, looking thoughtful. A few seconds later, she suddenly had an idea and smiled: “Then she can stay in my room. I just happen to need an assistant to serve me tonight.”

“No!”

Luo Nianshu refused decisively, the curt sound startling everyone present.

Her face flushed, she turned her head away: Qiao Jinyan, this idiot, did she not know what Luo Nianshu had been wanting to do to her all along?

Qiao Jinyan’s expression became ugly from the rejection, and her body felt icy cold.

“Why not?” Qiao Jinyan’s tone carried a threat.

Want to share a room with another woman? Qiao Jinyan sneered internally: Then she should forget about it.

“I don’t want to get up at night to serve you.”

“That’s part of our agreement; you must abide by it.”

“I don’t want to…” Seeing that negotiation was failing, Luo Nianshu turned, looking at Molly with an almost pleading gaze, only hoping Molly would have mercy and take her away.

Molly spread her hands, indicating she couldn’t help. After all, Qiao Jinyan was the boss here, and what she said went.

Luo Nianshu closed her eyes in despair.

Qiao Jinyan smiled with satisfaction at the current situation. She deftly pulled the room card from Luo Nianshu’s hand and returned it to Molly, then forcefully shoved her own room card into Luo Nianshu’s hand.

Disregarding Luo Nianshu’s miserable cries, she slowly said:

“Thirty million dollar assistant, go open the door first; I’ll be there soon.”

Qiao Jinyan returned to the hotel very late after a busy day. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Luo Nianshu sitting on the edge of the bed in her pajamas.

Luo Nianshu stared intently at the person entering the room.

Since this room was originally a single room, there was only one large bed indoors, which meant…

Luo Nianshu irritably scratched her head.

It meant she might be asked to sleep on the floor tonight by Qiao Jinyan!

What had gotten into Qiao Jinyan today that she would ask her to share a room with her?

“Did you take a shower?” Qiao Jinyan looked towards her and then walked over.

Luo Nianshu subconsciously stepped back a few paces. Qiao Jinyan was stunned, looking at her amusingly: “What’s wrong? I’m not going to eat you.”

Luo Nianshu shook her head without speaking. How would Qiao Jinyan understand? It wasn’t about her eating her; it was about her eating her.

“I’m going to take a shower.”

Qiao Jinyan took her pajamas and walked towards the bathroom.

The bathroom light turned on. Reflected by the warm light, a graceful silhouette appeared on the frosted glass.

The sound of running water started, and the silhouette began to move. Luo Nianshu could clearly see water droplets splashing onto the silhouette. Through the frosted glass, one could even vaguely see the silhouette’s fair skin tone.

Luo Nianshu swallowed.

She watched the silhouette stroke its face, stroke its hair, pick up a bar of soap, and rub its upper body. A moment later, the hand gradually moved lower…

Luo Nianshu was lost in a daze. She felt like that wandering hand wasn’t Qiao Jinyan’s, but her own.

Thinking this, her face felt even hotter.

No, no, how could she have such indecent thoughts?

Luo Nianshu sank onto the bed with a face full of shame, grabbed a soft pillow, covered her head, and forced herself not to listen or look.

But she couldn’t stop thinking.

Her mind was full of the world behind the frosted glass.

The sounds of water and singing stopped. Qiao Jinyan put on her pajamas and walked out of the bathroom, wiping her dripping hair.

She glanced at Luo Nianshu lying on the bed, curled her lips, and deliberately asked:

“Are you going to sleep already?”

The person on the bed didn’t speak.

Qiao Jinyan raised an eyebrow, walked over, put one leg on the bed, leaned down, and uncovered the pillow covering Luo Nianshu’s head.

The face beneath the pillow was completely flushed red.

Luo Nianshu put her hand over her eyes, avoiding looking at her, and gasped: “It’s too hot.”

“If you’re hot, why cover your head with a pillow?” Qiao Jinyan’s smile grew even naughtier. She raised her toe and kicked her: “Get up. You sleep on the floor.”

Luo Nianshu: “…” She knew it.

Flipping off the bed, Luo Nianshu saw Qiao Jinyan’s pajamas, which had a fox pattern. She couldn’t help but comment: “The clothes suit you well.”

Qiao Jinyan looked down at her fox pajamas, then looked up at Luo Nianshu’s cat-patterned pajamas, and nodded: “Your clothes suit you well too.”

“It’s late, let’s sleep,” Luo Nianshu took another blanket, spread it on one side of the bed for her makeshift bed on the floor, picked up a pillow, and patted it onto the bedding.

The lights went off.

The room was silent, leaving only the sound of quiet breathing.

A few minutes later.

Luo Nianshu: “Goddess, do you really have the heart to make me sleep on the floor?”

A pitiful, whiny voice.

Qiao Jinyan didn’t speak.

Luo Nianshu knew she was pretending to sleep, so she said again: “We were comrades-in-arms today, you know.”

The person on the bed still didn’t react.

Luo Nianshu continued to be charming: “Goddess…”

“…Then come up.”

The words had barely left her mouth when Luo Nianshu immediately jumped up from the floor, “whoosh,” and burrowed into the quilt.

Qiao Jinyan disdainfully “Eww” ed, pushing the person who had tangled herself around her, and making a small mound of the quilt to act as a barrier between the two: “This is the dividing line. No crossing it.”

“No,” Luo Nianshu refused, kicking her legs, flattening the “dividing line” in no time, and shamelessly snuggling up to hug Qiao Jinyan.

Qiao Jinyan despised her with a sound, and during the struggle, she touched the place that Jinjiang (the writing platform) prohibits writing about on Luo Nianshu. She couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow and stab with a comment: “So small.”

“It’s enough if yours is big.”

Luo Nianshu’s hand was placed exactly on her ‘bigness’, moving it lightly.

Qiao Jinyan hurriedly bit her lip to prevent herself from crying out. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes glared at Luo Nianshu: “Stop.”

“No.”

Luo Nianshu leaned in, breathing softly into her ear: “Don’t say you don’t want it.”

She lightly touched Qiao Jinyan’s earlobe with the tip of her tongue.

She didn’t believe Qiao Jinyan hadn’t considered these things when she suggested they share a room.

Qiao Jinyan gasped a few times, rolled over, and pressed Luo Nianshu beneath her. She raised her eyebrows, looking down: “You want it?”

Luo Nianshu’s eyes were bright, like a torch burning in the dark night.

“Yes.”

She answered with only one word.

But it was enough to ignite everything.

Tenderness filled the room with romance.

The next morning, sunlight shone into the room.

Luo Nianshu rubbed herself against Qiao Jinyan’s arms, poked her head out, and yawned, her eyes sleepy.

“Morning, Thirty Million Dollar,” A lazy voice came from beside Luo Nianshu. Qiao Jinyan was looking at her, her eyes filled with a smile.

Seeing how soundly she slept, she must have been exhausted last night.

Qiao Jinyan curled her lips.

Luo Nianshu’s face flushed at this meaningful smile. She turned her face away, but Qiao Jinyan forcibly turned it back.

“Are you shy?” Qiao Jinyan’s smile deepened.

“No,” Luo Nianshu lowered her eyes.

Qiao Jinyan leaned in and bit her small earlobe, whispering: “My fingers hurt now. How are you going to compensate me?”

Luo Nianshu looked up, then flipped over, pressing Qiao Jinyan beneath her: “Then let my fingers hurt too?”

During the playful moment, Luo Nianshu glanced and suddenly noticed something in Qiao Jinyan’s hand. When she realized what it was, Luo Nianshu’s expression changed: “Whose phone are you holding?”

“Yours,” Qiao Jinyan admitted frankly. She smoothed her wavy hair, then held the phone up to Luo Nianshu, smiling alluringly: “I never knew I had such a fan by my side.”

Following Qiao Jinyan’s hand, Luo Nianshu saw that her phone was unlocked, and the interface prominently displayed her Weibo.

And her Weibo username was “E”.