After The Forced Marriage, I Ended Up With The Top Celebrity - Chapter 24

Luo Nianshu was startled by a sudden “touch” and her body trembled, but what frightened her more was that familiar voice, and that familiar phrase “thirty million.”

Jiang Chengzhi, standing beside her, was also taken aback. He asked Luo Nianshu, “Who is she? Your friend?”

Luo Nianshu dared not speak, not even dare to turn around.

Seeing Luo Nianshu remain silent, Jiang Chengzhi continued on his own, “She looks so familiar… Ah! I remember now! I’ve seen your photos online, you’re Qiao Jinyan, the Chinese actress!”

Hearing the name “Qiao Jinyan,” Luo Nianshu’s back stiffened even more. Now that the visitor’s identity was confirmed, she dared even less to turn around.

“Turn around, what are you afraid of?” Qiao Jinyan said teasingly, reaching out to twist Luo Nianshu’s body to face her.

Luo Nianshu glanced at her once, then quickly avoided her gaze. “You must be mistaken.”

Mistaken?

After two years of separation, her first reunion with her was answered with “You must be mistaken”?

Qiao Jinyan’s smile turned colder. “Even if you turn to ashes, I would recognize you.”

“I want to leave.” Luo Nianshu pushed up the table and stood up.

“You’re still wearing the clothes I gave you, and you want to leave?” Qiao Jinyan sneered.

Luo Nianshu’s body froze, her steps halted. After hesitating a moment, she began to take off her suit jacket: “Then I’ll return this to you.”

Qiao Jinyan’s face darkened: “Go ahead and try taking it off.”

So Luo Nianshu silently put the half-removed jacket back on.

Jiang Chengzhi was completely dumbfounded.

Who exactly was this woman? She had Luo Nianshu tamed so thoroughly?

Qiao Jinyan noticed Jiang Chengzhi and nodded toward him with her chin, asking Luo Nianshu, “Is he your boyfriend?”

“No, no.” Before Luo Nianshu could answer, Jiang Chengzhi raised his hands quickly.

He paid the bill promptly, said thoughtfully, “I’ll leave now, you two talk,” and dashed away.

Luo Nianshu: “Huh???”

Plastic brotherhood???

Qiao Jinyan opened her bag, took out a piece of paper, and slapped it on the table: “This is the IOU for the 30 million you owe me. Your assistant contract hasn’t ended yet.”

Luo Nianshu stared at the thin piece of paper, almost in disbelief shouting, “Have you really carried my contract of servitude every day for two years?”

“Impossible.” Qiao Jinyan responded guiltily.

For two years, she indeed carried Luo Nianshu’s contract every day, just to be ready to catch her anytime.

Luo Nianshu picked up the contract and looked at it against the light, then pushed it back toward Qiao Jinyan, shaking her head: “I won’t go with you. If you want to sue me, go ahead.”

Luo Nianshu knew Qiao Jinyan wouldn’t sue her. If she wanted to, she could have done it two years ago.

“You refuse the wine and now you have to drink the penalty wine.” Qiao Jinyan pretended to be tough, but inside she was more uncertain.

If Luo Nianshu really refused, she would be out of options.

“What do you want me to do so I’ll come with you?” Qiao Jinyan said coldly.

While speaking, she glanced at a strange man at the next table who was secretly dropping some colorless liquid into Luo Nianshu’s wine glass.

Qiao Jinyan narrowed her eyes, watched silently as the man completed his actions but didn’t intervene.

“No matter what, I won’t go with you.” Luo Nianshu stood up again.

“Wait.” Qiao Jinyan called after her, “Alright, I won’t pester you. At least we know each other now; why not have a drink before we part?”

Luo Nianshu hesitated briefly, then said, “Okay.”

Qiao Jinyan curled her lips, lightly clinking her glass against Luo Nianshu’s, meaningfully saying, “Cheers.”

“Cheers.” Luo Nianshu finished her glass in one gulp. She put down the glass heavily and pushed back her chair, preparing to leave.

“I’ll see you off.” Qiao Jinyan stood up.

“No need.” Luo Nianshu pushed her away quickly.

Qiao Jinyan shrugged, stopped insisting, spun her chair around, and drank alone at the bar.

Luo Nianshu looked at Qiao Jinyan one last time, clenched her fists.

They must not see each other again. Gritting her teeth, Luo Nianshu turned and left quickly.

The bar was noisy, the lights blurry. As she walked, Luo Nianshu felt a strange heat rise inside her body.

Her mouth was dry, her breathing grew uneven.

What was going on?

Her steps slowed, stumbling as she walked.

Was it the wine?

At the bar exit, Luo Nianshu could no longer hold herself up. Her legs gave way; she leaned against the wall, half collapsing to the ground.

Her eyes grew more and more unfocused, and a pair of silver high heels appeared before her.

Luo Nianshu struggled to lift her head and saw Qiao Jinyan standing over her, arms crossed, wearing a sly smile.

“I’ll take you home.”

“Don’t touch me…” Luo Nianshu shook off Qiao Jinyan’s hand.

Qiao Jinyan ignored her and picked her up into an embrace, taking the opportunity to sniff her hair.

The familiar peach blossom scent.

“Where do you live?” Qiao Jinyan asked.

“Let… go…”

“Or we can go to my place.”

“No…” Luo Nianshu refused.

Qiao Jinyan paid no attention to her attitude and went ahead with her own plan.

She hailed a taxi and squeezed into the cramped car with Luo Nianshu, forced to sit very close.

Qiao Jinyan held Luo Nianshu in her arms, but Luo Nianshu resisted with her last bit of will, pushing her hands away to keep distance.

The burning warmth of her hands touched Qiao Jinyan’s arm; Qiao Jinyan curled her lips and pulled Luo Nianshu’s resisting hands away.

“Don’t touch me like that.”

Luo Nianshu: “…?”

Luo Nianshu almost ground her teeth: “Who did you learn to be this shameless from?”

“From you.” Qiao Jinyan replied with a straight face.

Luo Nianshu: She couldn’t even argue.

“You… drank.” Luo Nianshu smelled faint alcohol on Qiao Jinyan.

“Caring about me?” Qiao Jinyan asked in return.

Luo Nianshu didn’t dare say anything more.

Every word she said risked exposing a secret.

“We’re here.” Qiao Jinyan’s eyes lit up with unhidden expectation. She paid the fare and dragged Luo Nianshu out of the taxi.

Luo Nianshu clung to the door, refusing to move. Qiao Jinyan tugged her and easily pulled her out.

“Behave.”

“…Let… go…”

At the stairway, Luo Nianshu grabbed the handrail; Qiao Jinyan tugged at her relentlessly. They struggled like in a tug-of-war going up floor by floor.

By the time they finally reached the apartment, Qiao Jinyan was panting, wiping sweat from her forehead.

Back when Zhang Weiyin drugged her, she couldn’t even walk, yet Luo Nianshu still had the strength to fight her.

Did she hate herself that much?

Thinking of this made Qiao Jinyan feel suffocated. She vented her frustration and threw Luo Nianshu roughly onto the bed.

Luo Nianshu’s body hit the soft mattress and bounced a bit. She groaned in pain. Before she could get up, Qiao Jinyan had straddled her.

“Qiao! Jin! Yan!” Luo Nianshu yelled with all her might, “Take… take me to the ba… bathroom…”

“What for?” Qiao Jinyan pretended not to understand.

“Toothbrush… help me… throw up the drug.”

“Oh.” Dream on.

Qiao Jinyan kept unbuttoning Luo Nianshu’s clothes.

Oh?

Oh!

Oh, that’s it?!

Luo Nianshu looked at Qiao Jinyan busy on her body, furious.

“Get off!”

“No way!” Qiao Jinyan had undone Luo Nianshu’s top and looked surprised, “You’ve grown up.”

Luo Nianshu blushed and turned her head away, struggling to say, “Don’t… look…”

Qiao Jinyan hummed and reached up to touch and pinch.

Luo Nianshu’s moans softened.

Hmm?

Hmm!

Wait, isn’t that a yes?! Why was Qiao Jinyan still pushing her limits???

“Luo Nianshu, do you miss me?” Qiao Jinyan suddenly asked, her dark eyes bottomless.

Luo Nianshu looked at her in a daze.

Miss her?

Of course.

For two years, 730 days, 43,800 minutes, 2,628,000 seconds every second she missed her.

“…No…” Luo Nianshu turned her head, panting.

“Is that so?” Qiao Jinyan’s eyes darkened, her movements intensified.

Luo Nianshu trembled all over, arching her body toward Qiao Jinyan.

Her body grew hotter and more uncomfortable, but only the parts touching Qiao Jinyan felt comfortable.

Qiao Jinyan was like medicine to her.

“Say it out loud, I like to hear it.” Qiao Jinyan gently pried open the teeth biting her lip, tenderly stroking the bleeding lower lip.

She lowered her head and softly covered Luo Nianshu’s lips with hers, kissing from shallow to deep.

She savored Luo Nianshu’s soft moans, her gaze growing dreamy.

“Luo Nianshu.”

Qiao Jinyan’s voice was slightly hoarse, whispering as she kissed:

“I miss you.”

The next morning.

Luo Nianshu opened her eyes, sore all over, feeling as if her bones had fallen apart.

Qiao Jinyan must have used up all the energy she’d saved for two years last night.

Damn, they actually slept together again!

Luo Nianshu cursed silently in her heart.

Noticing the movement beside her, Qiao Jinyan immediately opened her eyes alertly and instinctively grabbed Luo Nianshu’s wrist tightly.

Her grip was strong, and Luo Nianshu, already sore, cried out.

“No running away.” Qiao Jinyan’s hand tightened, her eyes locked on her.

“No, no.” Luo Nianshu quickly said.

At least she couldn’t run now.

“Promise?”

“Promise, promise.” Even though she wasn’t honest.

Qiao Jinyan finally loosened her grip and sat up slowly, holding the blanket.

Luo Nianshu twisted her aching wrist and looked down at the marks Qiao Jinyan left last night, fuming: “How can you take advantage of me like this?”

“I’m helping you.” Qiao Jinyan leisurely admired her fingers.

“Is this how you help people? Helping someone to bed?”

“Everyone helps in their own way.”

Different ways of helping?

Fine, even if she was right.

Luo Nianshu held back her anger and continued: “Think about how I helped you back then. And how you helped me last night.”

Qiao Jinyan really thought for a moment and answered seriously: “With my hands.”

Luo Nianshu: Was she the one corrupting Qiao Jinyan?

“If you want me to help with my mouth, I can do that too.” Qiao Jinyan added.

Luo Nianshu: Maybe Qiao Jinyan’s nature was just this naughty.

Luo Nianshu turned over. Seeing her move, Qiao Jinyan grabbed her hand again.

Luo Nianshu glanced at her tightly held wrist and then at Qiao Jinyan, sighed, and explained: “I’m not going anywhere. I’m just getting my phone.”

Qiao Jinyan “hmm”ed and released her hand but didn’t pull away, her palm covering Luo Nianshu’s hand, quietly stroking her palm.

It had been a long time.

Qiao Jinyan sighed inside.

She hadn’t touched her in a long time.

Luo Nianshu got her phone and browsed Weibo.

Sure enough, although Qiao Jinyan was abroad, her fame meant paparazzi could still sniff out her whereabouts without missing a drop.

“Look!” Luo Nianshu was anxious, holding the phone up for Qiao Jinyan to see the news.

#Qiao Jinyan secretly meets ex-girlfriend (explosive)

Details: According to reporters’ snapshots, last night at a bar in Canada, Qiao Jinyan was secretly meeting her early rumored girlfriend Luo (surname). According to insiders, they were together years ago but broke up two years ago. Photos attached.

Netizens’ reactions:

Netizen A: What? What about Tang Fu?

Netizen B: Ahhh, why is our Jinyan always getting hate?

Netizen C: Qiao Jinyan can be with whoever she wants, mind your own business media!

Netizen D: So did Qiao Jinyan cheat on Tang Fu? Or is it all a show?

“Did you see? What do we do now?” Luo Nianshu was even more anxious.

Qiao Jinyan glanced at Luo Nianshu, who was frantic, then calmly took out her own phone and began typing.

“What are you doing?” Luo Nianshu was stunned.

What if Zhang Weiyin finds out about last night?

No… It’s already trending. Zhang Weiyin will know sooner or later.

The sound of typing didn’t stop; Qiao Jinyan didn’t even lift her eyelids as she answered, “Posting on Weibo.”