Making All the Crazy Beauties Hate Me [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Good Hehui, Have Mercy on Me

Playing with someone younger has only one downside: they are easily ignited, and once their courage grows, they dare to do anything.

Wang Qing couldn’t resist those moist, pleading eyes. After enduring it for a long while, she finally pushed Shen Hehui’s shoulder and let out a restless breath: “…Alright, don’t continue anymore.”

People passing by outside were whispering, their voices fading and then drawing near. The environment wasn’t very private, which gave her a sense of insecurity; she detested any situation that was not under her control.

Shen Hehui said softly: “But Sister isn’t satisfied yet… How about you make some nice sounds, and I’ll work a little harder?”

Wang Qing wasn’t shy at all. She candidly bit Shen Hehui’s ear and said in a melodious, lingering tone: “Good Hehui, I beg of you, have mercy on me, won’t you?”

Shen Hehui flushed crimson from her ears to her neck. She grabbed Wang Qing’s waist, lifted her onto the table, and without saying a word, knelt down halfway.

The program recorded until the middle of the night, and everyone was exhausted. As soon as it ended, they packed up to leave. He Shi looked around and couldn’t find Shen Hehui. She handed her coat to a staff member and was heading backstage when she saw Wang Qing leading Shen Hehui to greet several mentors.

“Ji Laizhi” was a genuine big shot; the mentors were gathered around her. Shen Hehui followed behind her, looking exceptionally well-behaved, a complete contrast to her persona on stage.

Wang Qing was shaking hands with the mentors: “I came to see the kid from our company. I’ll have to trouble you teachers to look after her in the future.”

“Oh, look at what you’re saying! Besides, Hehui doesn’t need us to worry at all. Teacher Ji, you’ve trained her very well.”

“Exactly, exactly. This child has a limitless future. I see a real reflection of Teacher Ji’s former glory in her.”

“Those two songs today were sung so well; I was almost moved to tears.”

He Shi had never seen Ji Laizhi like this. She was actually wearing simple casual clothes and a baseball cap, looking very low-profile, and she was going out of her way to greet mentors for Shen Hehui’s sake.

He Shi had never received such treatment. Her chat history with Ji Laizhi consisted of nothing but hotel room numbers; they had only met a few times, and the other person always “put on her pants and left.” The time for small talk was extremely limited, let alone pulling strings for her connections.

And even after exhausting all her efforts, she only managed to get a song “Produced by Ji Laizhi,” written by heaven-knows-who.

By comparison… Shen Hehui’s young and obedient face was truly an eyesore.

Several mentors saw He Shi and called her over. Knowing a bit about the past relationship between the two, they tried to smooth things over: “Teacher He Shi is also young and promising, and she has sung Teacher Ji’s songs before.”

He Shi saw “Ji Laizhi” turn around. Those eyes were the same as ever—soul-stirring, yet daunting like a deep well.

He Shi knew Ji Laizhi best; she only sought novelty. As long as someone was good-looking, suited her taste, and was sensible, Ji Laizhi would absolutely never refuse—let alone the thrill of “revisiting an old flame.”

He Shi smoothed her hair and found an angle Ji Laizhi used to love most, her eyelids drooping slightly. She reached out her hand to greet her and smiled: “Teacher Ji, long time no see.”

To her surprise, Wang Qing only gave a faint nod and ignored the outstretched hand.

Shen Hehui watched the entire scene, secretly curling the corners of her mouth. Meanwhile, the system prompted: “Affection level increased by 5 points. Currently 90.”

Swift and efficient—even the system hadn’t expected Wang Qing to grind the points so fast.

He Shi stood there awkwardly for a moment. Seeing that Wang Qing was ignoring her, she left in boredom. The mentors also departed one by one. Shen Hehui wrapped her arm around Wang Qing’s waist and asked: “Can I go to your dormitory to find you?”

Wang Qing’s core tightened: “Not tonight.”

Shen Hehui pouted: “Then tomorrow night.”

Wang Qing: “There’s a production team meeting tomorrow night.”

Shen Hehui was relentless: “What about the night after?”

Wang Qing: “There’s company work the night after.”

Shen Hehui’s ears and tail immediately drooped. Wang Qing stroked her head: “Be considerate of your sister. I’ll call you when I’m not busy.”

Shen Hehui was instantly coaxed. She nodded and followed behind Wang Qing to see her back to the dormitory.

Only after Shen Hehui left did the system ask: “You clearly don’t have work; why did you refuse her?”

Wang Qing took off her hat and poured herself a glass of hot water: “Have you never trained a dog? If you only give rewards, the puppy will never learn to follow the rules.”

System: “But Shen Hehui is human.”

“Is she?” Wang Qing said indifferently: “It’s the same.”

Wang Qing had just finished pouring the water and was about to take a shower when the doorbell rang. She saw Shen Hehui through the peephole and opened the door helplessly: “What’s wrong?”

Shen Hehui hesitated for a long while before blurting out: “I had a nightmare.”

Wang Qing: “It’s only seven o’clock in the evening.”

Shen Hehui’s eyes drooped, and she called out pitifully: “Sister…”

Wang Qing was a sucker for a soft approach. In the end, she let her in. Shen Hehui followed behind Wang Qing happily, personally serving her while she showered. Then, she held open the bathrobe and put it on Wang Qing from behind, hugging her as she did so: “You smell so good, Sister.”

Wang Qing touched her chin: “Only dogs keep sniffing people like that.”

Shen Hehui immediately replied: “Woof.”

Wang Qing was amused by her: “No one saw you coming over, right?”

“No,” Shen Hehui said obediently. “I came quietly. No one knows we’re having an affair.”

Wang Qing nodded and added an extra sentence as a cover-up: “It’s not that I’m afraid of anything; I’m just worried that some gossip might be bad for you.”

System: “Is that so?”

Wang Qing said flatly: “Of course it’s an excuse in case things go wrong. Do you understand foreshadowing?”

Shen Hehui, however, seemed to really fall for it. She kissed Wang Qing’s neck: “Mm, you care about me. I know.”