I Love Her Because She’s Dim-Witted And Filthy Rich - Chapter 60.1

Even under the dim light, Duan Bainian’s wrist was swelling and turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Su Miao froze for a few seconds. “Sor… sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose.”

Duan Bainian said helplessly, “Well? Do you feel a bit better in your heart now?”

Su Miao gave Duan Bainian an awkward look and didn’t speak.

Duan Bainian lowered her head slightly and said softly, “You apologized to me, so I should apologize to you too. I… I shouldn’t have said those nasty things to you.”

Su Miao turned her head away awkwardly. “There’s no ‘should’ or ‘shouldn’t’ about it. What you said was the truth anyway.”

Duan Bainian defended herself, “At that time, I was truly blinded by anger and spoke without thinking, but it wasn’t what I truly felt in my heart! Back then, didn’t you once call me a ‘green tea bitch’? I never held that against you because I knew you said it in a fit of rage and that it certainly didn’t count.”

If she hadn’t mentioned it, it might have been fine, but as soon as she did, Su Miao’s anger flared up instantly. “You were a green tea bitch! Baron is your friend! Wu Feng is your friend! Anyone who chases you is your friend! To put it bluntly, aren’t they just backups?! If you’re not a green tea bitch, then what are you?!”

Duan Bainian surrendered repeatedly. “Fine, fine, fine, I’m a green tea bitch. But this green tea bitch wants to turn over a new leaf now. Can you give me a chance?”

Su Miao’s breathing grew heavy with anger, and she didn’t respond.

Duan Bainian went straight to opening her WeChat and handed the phone to the person in front of her. “Delete whoever you want. As long as you feel they shouldn’t appear in my WeChat contact list, delete them all.”

Su Miao still looked to the side and wouldn’t take the phone.

Duan Bainian started scrolling through it herself. She pointed at the first male friend’s name on the list. “This is a makeup artist I collaborated with before. Delete him or not?”

Su Miao remained silent.

Duan Bainian said, “Not speaking? Does that mean it’s a default ‘yes’ to delete? Fine, I’ve deleted him.”

She clicked delete. “Look, deleted. Come on, next one. This is a high school classmate. Delete him or not?”

Su Miao still didn’t speak.

Duan Bainian: “Fine, I’ve deleted him too. Next one, this is an actor I met while filming. Delete him or not?”

Su Miao opened her mouth as if to say something, then closed it again.

Duan Bainian clicked delete with a neutral expression. “Fine, deleted as well. Let’s look at the next one. This is Baron. He definitely has to be deleted. I’m deleting him right now.”

The action of deleting was interrupted by Su Miao. “Stop deleting! What’s the point of doing this?”

Duan Bainian stuffed the phone into Su Miao’s hand. “Then flip through it yourself. Delete everyone you think should be deleted.”

Su Miao felt the person in front of her was being incredibly childish right now—even more childish than her.

She stuffed the phone back. “I’m not deleting anyone.”

Duan Bainian sighed. “Su Miao, what can I do so you won’t be mad at me anymore?”

Su Miao lowered her eyes and remained silent.

She wasn’t actually angry.

From beginning to end, she hadn’t been angry with Duan Bainian; she was just heartbroken.

Heartbroken that Duan Bainian looked down on her.

Su Miao spoke despondently, “I’m not mad at you. The two of us… we really aren’t suitable.”

Duan Bainian said urgently, “How are we not suitable? I think we’re a perfect match!”

Su Miao became even more dejected. “You… you look down on me. How could the two of us be suitable?”

Duan Bainian was astonished. “Su Miao, how could you think that?”

Su Miao replied, “Isn’t it like that? You originally looked down on me! Looked down on me for being stupid! How could a stupid person like me be worthy of you?!”

Duan Bainian instinctively reached out to cover Su Miao’s mouth. “Don’t talk nonsense!”

Su Miao broke free. “How am I talking nonsense? Isn’t that how it is?”

Duan Bainian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “I was afraid you would look down on me, okay?”

Su Miao didn’t believe her at all. “You’d better stop talking nonsense too. Who would believe that?”

Duan Bainian said, “It’s true. At the very beginning, when I terminated my contract with my former agency, your mother was always helping me. So, I was especially afraid that your mother would look down on me.”

Seeing that Su Miao remained silent, Duan Bainian continued, “During these two months, you don’t know how much I suffered. It was fine while I was working, but every time I went back to the apartment, it was cold and lonely. With so many lights, not a single one was waiting for me. If I sat still, there was no sound except for my own breathing. So many times I wanted to call you, but I was afraid of your mother’s judgment. So I endured it again and again, until I felt that I was doing alright on my own. Only then did I have the courage to contact you. I didn’t expect that you would turn around and block me. You have no idea how sad I was that day. I went to call you with such anticipation.”

Su Miao was half-convinced and half-doubtful. “You… don’t say these things just to coax me.”

Duan Bainian couldn’t help but smile. “Why would I coax you? Even… even if I am truly coaxing you, isn’t my purpose still that I want to make up with you?”

Su Miao said stiffly, “It’s impossible for us to make up.”

Duan Bainian couldn’t help but step forward and hug Su Miao. “Don’t say that. I really need you.”

The long-lost embrace made Su Miao daze for a few seconds. Once she reacted, she struggled to push Duan Bainian away. “It’s quite late. You should go.”

A flash of hurt crossed Duan Bainian’s eyes. She said dejectedly, “Have you still decided that you don’t want me?”

Su Miao felt strange. What did she mean by “don’t want her”? Those words sounded too weird coming out of Duan Bainian’s mouth.

She instinctively backed away a little. “Don’t shift this blame onto me! You were clearly the one who didn’t want me back then!”

Duan Bainian said disappointedly, “What do I have to do for you to make up with me? I’ll give you everything I have, okay? I’ll give you the shares of the studio. I’ll give you all my bank cards and passwords, okay?”

Seeing that Su Miao didn’t speak, Duan Bainian continued, “I’ll give you the passwords to all my social media as well. You can check them anytime, okay?”

Su Miao couldn’t help but swallow her saliva.

To be honest, she was tempted.

It wasn’t that she coveted Duan Bainian’s money, it was just that no one had ever been able to give her everything so unreservedly.

But as soon as she thought about those two months of sadness, Su Miao cleared her head again. “I don’t want it. You go. I’m going to sleep.”

Her bottom card had been offered without reservation, yet she was still thoroughly rejected. Duan Bainian only felt disheartened.

Perhaps, in this world, there truly was no such thing as regaining what was lost.

She glanced at Su Miao, stopped talking, and turned to leave.

Going downstairs, Duan Bainian returned to her own room. She sat blankly on the bed, her thoughts empty.

In the end, she didn’t get what she wished for.

Then what was she going to do tomorrow? Go back to Beijing? Continue doing events?

But why didn’t she want to do anything?

She just wanted to have a good sleep and have no one contact her.

WeChat pinged once.

Duan Bainian picked up her phone to look. It showed: “Su Miao has accepted your friend request.”

Duan Bainian thought for a long while before she remembered that she had tentatively tried to add Su Miao back a couple of days ago. Of course, the other party hadn’t paid her any attention that day.

So, what did it mean to accept the friend request now? Didn’t she just reject her?

While she was thinking wildly, a new message arrived.

[Remember to apply some povidone-iodine to the wound. The weather is hot, be careful it doesn’t get inflamed.]

Duan Bainian stared blankly at this message and couldn’t help but start laughing.

Exactly as she thought—her little idiot, how could she bear to reject her so cleanly?

If the little idiot liked to put on an act, then let her act. It didn’t matter. She was willing to coax her back, bit by bit.

At the end of August, Su Miao’s character “received her bento” (died in the show), and she successfully finished filming and returned to Beijing.

Duan Bainian stayed by her side during the entire journey back to Beijing. She spoke very little. Duan Bainian also spoke very little.

The way she and Duan Bainian had interacted over this past month was very strange.

Since she had added Duan Bainian back on WeChat, Duan Bainian had somehow switched into “old mother” mode, completely taking over the work of Xiao Song, the assistant.

At first, she refused. “I have Xiao Song to help me. I don’t need you to do this.”

But Duan Bainian only gave a gentle smile. “What Xiao Song does is what Xiao Song does, and what I do is what I do. Being able to take care of you makes me very happy.”

This made the words to drive her away impossible to say.

And so, strangely, the two of them slowly adapted to this current mode of interaction.

As the plane climbed above the clouds, Su Miao was rummaging through her backpack, seemingly looking for something.

The person beside her asked with a smile, “Are you looking for an eye mask? I have it here.”

Su Miao silently took the eye mask, put it on, and prepared to sleep.

After the plane landed, Su Miao insisted on not letting Duan Bainian see her off and took a taxi home by herself.

It was exactly the evening dinner hour, and He Aizhi was waiting in the living room for Su Miao to eat.

Su Miao petted the two cats she hadn’t seen for two months and then sat down at the dining table, preparing to eat.

He Aizhi sized Su Miao up. “It seems your mood has been pretty good lately?”

Su Miao giggled. “It’s alright.”

He Aizhi asked casually, “I heard from Xiao Song that Duan Bainian has been by your side lately?”

Su Miao’s alarm bells rang loudly. “Yes, she’s always pestering me, but I didn’t pay any attention to her!”

Looking at her daughter’s reaction, He Aizhi was both annoyed and amused. She hadn’t even said anything yet, and the girl was already this scared.

She had heard about Duan Bainian’s recent actions through Xiao Song.

In her imagination, it would have been enough for Duan Bainian to lower her head two or three times to seek reconciliation. Something like this, where she almost pushed aside all her work and took care of Su Miao completely like one would care for a child, seemed impossible.

Frankly, she hadn’t expected Duan Bainian to be able to go to this extent to win Su Miao back; it completely exceeded her expectations.

Regarding the two of them making up, she had always maintained a wait-and-see attitude. To be precise, she mainly wanted to see Su Miao’s attitude.

Su Miao was growing up bit by bit and was no longer that small child who hid behind her for everything. Many times, the decisions she made for Su Miao might not be suitable and might instead hurt her.

She only wanted to see Su Miao’s choice and then respect and support her.

If Su Miao insisted on not continuing with Duan Bainian, then things would stay this way. But if Su Miao still wanted to continue with Duan Bainian, she would have to state her viewpoint at the appropriate time so as not to become an obstacle for Su Miao.

He Aizhi weighed her words and said tentatively, “Mom asking you this has no other meaning. Mom just wants to tell you that you’re grown up now. No matter what happens, you can just make the decision yourself. Mom will support you unconditionally.”

Su Miao was full of shock. “What do you mean?”

He Aizhi said, “It means, if you want to continue with Duan Bainian, Mom won’t stop you anymore. But the premise is, you must think it through carefully.”

Su Miao reflexively retorted, “I don’t want to make up with her.”

He Aizhi smiled. “Fine, it’s all up to you. Whatever you think, Mom supports you. The next one will definitely be better.”