My Idol Turns Out To Be My Ex-Girlfriend - Chapter 2

Guo Chaoyang’s brow furrowed deeply. “When you go out to have fun, it should be consensual. We’re all adults here and should be responsible for our own actions. Don’t go poking your nose into other people’s business, or you might end up getting caught in a ‘honey trap’ scam.”

He sounded quite knowledgeable, as if he had actually been scammed like that before.

Lin Sanyuan channeled her growing motion sickness, covering her mouth and waving her hand frantically. “I’m carsick and I’m going to puke. Let me out, quick! Oh, yue…”

Her stomach was usually sensitive anyway, so she didn’t need much practice to fake a gagging reflex.

Guo Chaoyang was startled, terrified that she would actually vomit in his car. Car detailing was expensive. Without hesitation, he pulled over to the curb. It was pouring outside, and neither of them had an umbrella.

Lin Sanyuan stepped out and waved at him. “Thanks for the trouble tonight. It’s raining, so don’t bother getting out.”

She knew there was a high probability he wouldn’t get out anyway.

Guo Chaoyang feigned a bit of awkwardness. “I promised to see you home.”

“It’s fine, my friend’s complex is right nearby. I’ll have her come down with an umbrella for me.” She even provided him with a dignified excuse.

Guo Chaoyang glanced at her and said, “Alright then. The school zone up ahead is too congested and they don’t allow parking here, so I’ll head off first. Let me know when you get home.”

She watched the white electric car signal right and disappear into the heavy traffic.

Lin Sanyuan hurried to the entrance of the bar and intentionally shouted at the top of her lungs, “Oh my god! Jiaojiao! How did you get this drunk!”

The few guys with dyed yellow hair glanced at her with unfriendly eyes, blocking her path. “Who are you to be calling her Jiaojiao? This is my girlfriend. Do you even know her?”

Lin Sanyuan’s legs were trembling. Drenched in the rain, she looked like a soggy stray cat and held zero deterrent power against these delinquents.

“Your girlfriend? How come I didn’t know Jiaojiao was dating anyone? Move aside!”

The leader of the yellow-haired punks let out a mocking “Yo,” exhaling a cloud of cheap cigarette smoke from between his metal-braced teeth.

“Little sister, you’re still in school, right? Why are you out here making up friends? But if you want to play along with us, that wouldn’t be out of the question.”

Damn it! She had been out in society for quite a few years now, so why was she still suffering because she looked so young?

She took a deep breath, trying hard to keep her voice from shaking.

“You want me to play? Sure, why don’t you give He Ye a call first and see if he agrees to let me play with you?”

Lin Sanyuan knew her own limits and wouldn’t blindly stick her neck out for others. In Huacheng, within the motorcycle circles, He Ye was the most famous name. He was rich, handsome, had a powerful family background, and was a brutal fighter who didn’t care about rules. Almost everyone knew him.

Even though, in Lin Sanyuan’s personal opinion, the guy was a total weirdo.

The thug froze for a moment. “You know Brother Ye?”

So this guy really did know He Ye.

Lin Sanyuan breathed a private sigh of relief, feeling a bit more confident. She kept a straight face and pulled out her phone with an air of authority. “Do you need me to call him right now?”

The yellow-haired leader’s brow knit tighter. He Ye was nearly thirty. Although he played hard, he never touched students.

Despite his inner suspicions, his tone softened considerably. “Even if you’re Brother Ye’s friend, you can’t interfere with someone else’s relationship, can you? Does he know this is my girlfriend?”

Lin Sanyuan wiped the rainwater off her glasses, her dark eyes bright behind the lenses. “Just because you say so makes it true?”

The punk looked like he was about to laugh from pure exasperation. “Even if you and Jiaojiao are friends, does she have to tell you every time she gets a boyfriend?”

Lin Sanyuan’s tone was certain. “She doesn’t date men.”

“That’s hilarious. Little sister, do you even know what ‘dating’ means?”

Lightning streaked across the sky, signaling that the downpour was about to get even worse. Drenched to the bone, Lin Sanyuan felt a piercing chill. She pushed the punk aside with force and took off her jacket to drape it over the girl.

She looked up at the punk, her wet hair clinging to her pale cheeks. Framed by the bleak wind and cold rain, her gaze looked eerily dark and damp. “Jiaojiao is my husband. We are dating. Now do you think I know or not?”

“Wow!!!” The yellow-haired lackeys behind him whistled, acting as if they had just seen a fascinating new toy.

Lin Sanyuan loathed the feeling of being exposed to others’ stares.

The girl who was drunk as a dead dog, ‘Jiaojiao,’ opened her eyes slightly. Her misty, clouded gaze struggled to focus as she glanced at Lin Sanyuan.

The punk leader was actually intimidated by that gloomy little look.

“Ah… what? What the hell? You two are dating?”

What kind of abstract nonsense was this?! This girl didn’t look like she belonged to that scene at all. She looked too well-behaved, with not a hint of ‘lebanese’ vibes about her. Why was she claiming a ‘husband’ out of nowhere?

He let out a huffy laugh. “By a normal opening move, you’d have been more believable saying you were He Ye’s girlfriend than saying you were hers.”

Lin Sanyuan supported ‘Jiaojiao’ and helped her sit on the steps, her eyelids lifting slightly. “He Ye doesn’t date women, didn’t you know?”

The punk was stunned.

Wait?! This schoolgirl really did know He Ye! She even knew he didn’t date women. How did these two completely different social circles overlap?!

By using He Ye’s name several times, she finally managed to get rid of the thugs.

Once they were gone, Lin Sanyuan felt like a deflated balloon. Her legs went weak, and the delayed sense of dread and fear began to flood her heart.

She used a trembling hand to pat the girl’s face. “Hey, wake up! Where do you live? I’ll take you back.”

The taxi fare she had saved from Guo Chaoyang was about to be spent entirely on this person.

The girl was heavily intoxicated, her consciousness drifting. Drenched in icy rain, she would likely wake up very sick tomorrow. Staying out in the rain wasn’t an option.

Lin Sanyuan scanned a QR code at the bar’s front desk to buy a large black umbrella. It was obscenely expensive—280 yuan.

She opened the umbrella to shield the girl from the wind and rain. With her jacket on the girl, she was shivering violently. Her pale fingers tapped on her phone screen to dial a number.

The background music rang for a long time before the call connected. A cloyingly sweet, flirtatious voice answered, “Who is it this late at night?”

Lin Sanyuan spat out a single word without expression: “Fuck!” You are so dead!

She decisively hung up, feeling like her phone had become dirty just from the call.

She opened a ride-hailing app. There was no other way tonight, she would have to go back to the old apartment in her father’s work unit.

Lin Sanyuan did have a younger brother, but the situation wasn’t what she had told Guo Chaoyang. Her brother had finished his college entrance exams two years ago. Moreover, his results were extraordinary, and he had gotten into a top-tier university. He was essentially the “scholar” born from a humble family.

In her father’s joking words, when their mother was pregnant with them, the genetic nutrition wasn’t distributed evenly, which resulted in the brother inheriting all the strengths of both parents. She, on the other hand, was the “defective product” that absorbed all the shortcomings.

She hadn’t been very bright since she was a child, her health was poor, and her grades hovered precariously in the middle-to-upper range. No matter how much she burned the midnight oil, she could never catch up to those naturally gifted students. Lin Sanyuan once wondered if it was because the family was too poor to afford milk when her mother was pregnant, which was why she was born so “stupid.” It reached the point where her emotional intelligence, IQ, and even her physical development seemed to be half a step behind everyone else.

Her mother treated her brother like a precious pearl. Fearing he might be led astray by bad students, she spent a huge sum of money to buy a small apartment near his university to stay there and supervise him. It wasn’t far from here, and Lin Sanyuan had originally planned to sleep there tonight. But her mother absolutely despised “bad women” from society. If she brought this girl back, her mother would skin her alive.

Holding the umbrella amidst the swaying wind and crashing thunder, she finally saw the driver arrive. Great, another green license plate electric car. It was like the universe was determined to make her vomit today.

The driver was a middle-aged woman, and the car’s interior was minimalist and clean. As Lin Sanyuan helped the “stray dog” into the car, the female driver’s gaze swept over them like a blade. With practiced professionalism, she said, “Two hundred if you puke in the car.”

After getting in, Lin Sanyuan fought back the churning nausea in her stomach. She pulled out some tissues to wipe the stray dog’s messy face.

Suddenly, her wrist felt a chill as a slender, fair hand reached out. Ignoring the long, diamond-encrusted press-on nails that looked like chicken claws, the hand was actually quite well-shaped, with fingers like jade bamboo and distinct joints.

Lin Sanyuan suppressed the urge to pull out a nail clipper and trim those “claws.” She looked up, meeting the girl’s haunting, fractured gaze.

The girl had likely been drinking on an empty stomach and was now hungry. Smelling the scent of hotpot on Lin Sanyuan, she kept nuzzling into the crook of her neck, mumbling incoherently, “Smells so good… let me have a bite.”

The female driver’s eyes in the rearview mirror were strange, but out of politeness, she didn’t stare too much.

Lin Sanyuan was so embarrassed she wanted to dig a hole with her toes. She pushed the girl away with force. “Sit properly.”

Drunk people are rowdy. She clung to Lin Sanyuan like a needy puppy, giggling, “You called me Jiaojiao… Jiaojiao. No one has ever called me that before. It sounds so nice…”

Lin Sanyuan was already carsick, and being pawed at like this made her nausea surge instantly. Her patience began to wear thin. “If you keep acting crazy, I’m throwing you out of the car.”

The girl looked aggrieved, exhaling a boozy breath. “So mean. You weren’t like this just now when you called me your husband.”

The female driver, caught off guard by this unexpected gossip, felt her heart jolt, and her foot pressed harder on the gas pedal.

Lin Sanyuan nearly choked. Here it comes! Here it comes! This is what I was waiting for! She could never escape the curse of social suicide! She suddenly regretted sitting in the back.

“Ma’am, please pull over for a second, I want to sit in the front.”

The gossiping driver stepped harder on the gas and said without looking back, “Why sit in the front? It’s pouring outside. Besides, if you sit up here, do you think she’ll stop bothering you? It’s dangerous while I’m driving.”

“No… Ma’am, I’m carsick. When she bothers me, I feel sick. Let me… holy crap! You, you, you, let go!”

Lin Sanyuan, who was trying to convince the driver, let out a sharp cry. The claws of this stray dog she had picked up were not behaving; she was actually pinching Lin Sanyuan’s waist.

Lin Sanyuan was deathly ticklish, especially on her waist, which was her most sensitive spot. The dog-claws were positioned perfectly, catching her right in the sweet spot.

Lin Sanyuan’s body slumped uncontrollably. The little stray dog, muddled by drink, crawled toward her, her claws still resting on her waist. Every time Lin Sanyuan tried to push her away, those cool fingertips would knead her waist with varying pressure, making her body shiver like a deveined shrimp.

The little stray dog let out a giggle, seemingly finding the reaction amusing. She pressed one hand against Lin Sanyuan’s shoulder. Whenever Lin Sanyuan moved, she would pinch her waist, forcing her to behave instantly.

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