The Amnesiac Drama Queen Is Crashing the Live Stream - Chapter 22.1

Underwater?

What underwater?

The only thing that happened underwater was her accidentally falling in and being luckily rescued.

There was no kiss, absolutely no forced kiss involved.

Xia Xingtang forced herself to stay calm and tentatively asked, “By the way, I haven’t thanked you for saving my life yet. Thank you?”

Pei Luoqing didn’t move, looking at her with a faint, ambiguous smile.

As if to say, is a simple thank you enough?

Xia Xingtang stared at Pei Luoqing with a strange expression, thinking to herself that she had already expressed her gratitude, was she supposed to return the favor somehow?

“I won’t ask you to pay for the car,” Xia Xingtang said, her heart aching as she spoke.

Pei Luoqing’s expression shifted slightly, as if about to say something, when her phone suddenly rang.

Seemingly displeased, Pei Luoqing frowned slightly but still stepped back, creating some distance between them, and returned to the sofa to answer the call.

Xia Xingtang breathed a small sigh of relief. Listening to Pei Luoqing’s professional tone on the phone, she found herself fervently hoping that the call was about some urgent business matter, something important enough to take Pei Luoqing away quickly.

She really had no idea how to bring up that topic.

After hanging up, Pei Luoqing turned and reminded her, “Fix your clothes. The doctor is at the door.”

Having spent over half a month in the hospital, Xia Xingtang still had lingering fears about doctors. She instinctively shrank further under the covers, pretending to be frail and weak.

The family doctor entered carrying a medical kit and performed basic check-ups on both of them. Unexpectedly, Xia Xingtang, who had been frightened by the fall into the water and lay in bed looking half-dead, turned out to be fine. Instead, it was Pei Luoqing, the rescuer, who had a slightly elevated temperature.

The doctor suggested an IV to quickly reduce the fever, but Pei Luoqing refused.

Xia Xingtang, who was waiting nearby with her injured foot for some ointment, seemed to have discovered something new and teased Pei Luoqing with a smirk, though she didn’t expose her in front of the doctor.

After the doctor left some medication for both of them and departed, Xia Xingtang finally moved closer to Pei Luoqing and declared confidently, “You’re afraid of needles too, huh?”

Pei Luoqing’s expression remained unchanged as she glanced over indifferently, not saying a word.

Pei Luoqing usually carried herself like a capable, all-knowing authority figure. Seeing this side of her was rare for Xia Xingtang, who grew even more excited. “What’s the big deal? Just admit it. How about you bribe me, and I promise I won’t… Ah!”

“Pei Luoqing, what are you doing? Domestic violence is illegal, you know! I’ll…”

Because Xia Xingtang had voluntarily “thrown herself into her arms,” she had let her guard down. In that moment, Pei Luoqing grabbed the foot that had been cut underwater and began applying the ointment.

Although Pei Luoqing’s movements seemed rough, the touch of her fingertips against the sole of Xia Xingtang’s foot was surprisingly gentle.

At first, Xia Xingtang was startled by the sudden action, but she gradually quieted down.

Like a small animal caught by the scruff of its neck, she could only whimper softly in protest.

Once the ointment had completely covered the cut running across the sole of her foot, Xia Xingtang quickly pulled her leg back. But before she could retreat fully, Pei Luoqing grabbed it again.

Pei Luoqing took a few tissues from nearby and wiped her hands slowly, asking in a measured tone, “Aren’t you going to say something?”

Xia Xingtang felt a bit awkward after having her foot held down for the ointment application. Now, being grabbed again, she reacted more slowly and mumbled, “What?”

The other woman raised an eyebrow, a hint of mischief in her narrow eyes. “You misunderstood me. Don’t you think you owe me an apology?”

Xia Xingtang froze for a moment before remembering the nonsense she had blurted out earlier when her foot was first grabbed, accusing Pei Luoqing of domestic violence.

But that wasn’t her intention either.

She’s really becoming more and more petty.

Xia Xingtang ignored her, only to see Pei Luoqing lower her eyelashes and murmur softly, “I might just take your words to heart…”

Familiar words flooded Xia Xingtang’s mind. Her lips twitched for a moment as she skeptically interrupted Pei Luoqing, “Don’t tell me you’re going to sulk over this for another night?”

As soon as the words left her mouth, Xia Xingtang regretted it. After all, Pei Luoqing was a twenty-eight-year-old CEO, she shouldn’t be so petty.

But to her surprise, the next second, the other woman gave her an appreciative glance and shamelessly nodded, “Exactly.”

So natural, without the slightest awareness of embarrassing the entire CEO community.

Xia Xingtang: …

What kind of princess syndrome is this?

Earlier, while researching Yunji online, she hadn’t paid much attention to the exaggerated media reports. Instead, what stuck in her mind was Yunji’s stock price, which had multiplied over the past three years.

Yet this very mastermind, capable of turning the tides, had the fragile heart of a crystal maiden?

Who would believe that if it got out?

Utterly absurd.

Xia Xingtang curled her lips and mercilessly swatted Pei Luoqing’s hand away, then seized the opportunity to scoot a good distance to the side.

“Then go ahead and sulk,” Xia Xingtang said with a fake smile plastered on her face. “It’s still daytime, this time you can sulk for a full day and night.”

“Oh, so you’re that heartless?”

Xia Xingtang nodded, pressing further, “After all, I love nothing more than watching people cry.”

So, if you can cry, please hurry up and do it.

If she cried, Xia Xingtang could even snap a photo and use it for blackmail someday when she was short on cash.

Pei Luoqing leisurely observed Xia Xingtang’s greedy little expression, neither confirming nor denying the young lady’s heartlessness.

She shook her head, picked up the powdered medicine the doctor had left for her, and headed to the living room of the suite to boil water.

The wait for the water to boil was a bit dull. Pei Luoqing took a few steps and let her gaze fall upon the floor-to-ceiling window.

The top floor of the Ten Miles of Blossoms Hotel offered a wide, open view, with breathtaking scenery stretching as far as the eye could see.

At that moment, the racetrack was still bustling with crowds. Sports cars slid along the track one after another. Perhaps reminded of Xia Xingtang on the racetrack earlier, Pei Luoqing’s thoughts were once again consumed.

She still remembered the few times they had met during the years after their marriage.

Their WeChat chat history was always just updates on each other’s whereabouts, this week you’re abroad, next week I’m back, as if they were informing their assistants to book flights.

Back then, Xia Xingtang had just turned twenty, right in the middle of her most playful years. Yet, for the sake of the two families’ alliance through marriage, she had entered matrimony earlier than her peers.

Before the marriage, Pei Luoqing found Xia Xingtang quite intriguing. Even if she was yelling at her sister one moment, the next, in front of outsiders, she would suddenly rein in her emotions.

At the time, she thought Xia Xingtang’s overly lively personality was the result of Xia Qingyue spoiling her to the point of reaping what she sowed.

Thus, when the two got married, Pei Luoqing was mentally prepared.

But after the wedding, the young lady remained exquisitely beautiful yet seemed like a speechless Barbie doll, quiet and introverted.

During those three years, the two factions within Yunji were locked in a fierce struggle. She didn’t dare let her guard down for even a moment. As a result, she and Xia Xingtang barely saw each other once a month, and even then, they hardly exchanged three sentences before a call from the company interrupted them.

Only those lively peach blossom eyes, when they glanced over, revealed the emotions in Xia Xingtang’s heart, yet they were quickly veiled by their owner, making them hard to discern.

When the words “quiet and introverted” came up, Pei Luoqing couldn’t help but let a faint smile touch her lips.

How could this little ancestor Xia Xingtang still have anything to do with those two words now?

Even though Xia Qingyue had repeatedly emphasized Xia Xingtang’s personality before the marriage, where had this little ancestor gone for training in the past three years after getting married, turning herself into such a well-behaved demeanor?

Thinking she had changed her nature, who would have expected that over the past month or so, the little ancestor had become increasingly arrogant and domineering, overly lively to the point of excess.

Pei Luoqing let out a helpless chuckle. Xia Xingtang’s temper was far worse now than before the marriage.

Fortunately, the overall situation at Yunji had stabilized. Being a bit lively was fine, far better than being silent and withdrawn.

As Pei Luoqing stepped out the door, Xia Xingtang wanted to chase after her and throw in another jab, but Yu Feifei’s video call popped up.

Probably waiting downstairs for too long, she had to answer it first.

Yu Feifei’s tone was quite excited: “Xiao Xing, when are you coming down? I’ve already finished my aromatherapy massage, and you’re still not here?”

Xia Xingtang replied casually, “Soon, soon. The doctor just came by. I’ll be down in a bit.”

“Doctor? Did our princess have a secret rendezvous without me and get injured from too much passion?” Yu Feifei suddenly lowered her voice, “Is that doctor reliable? Such a private injury, make sure she doesn’t go around talking about it.”

Xia Xingtang initially wanted to retort about where this supposed rendezvous came from, but then she was taken aback by Yu Feifei’s increasingly wild train of thought.

She choked back her words.

After a moment of consideration, she said, “I really just got a minor injury on my foot. It’ll be fine after a little rest.”

Yu Feifei nodded understandingly, “I get it, I get it. Just lie down and it’ll be fine. Is your back sore? Do you want to come down for a massage too?”

Xia Xingtang: “…”

Now it feels even more off.

On the other side of the video, Yu Feifei was lying on a swing, sighing dramatically, “Ah, grown daughters are like spilled water, they can’t be kept.”

Xia Xingtang couldn’t take it anymore and pointed the tablet’s camera at her foot. The broken skin was almost healed, with only some yellow-green ointment visible.

Xia Xingtang couldn’t help but snap, “See? It’s my foot, not my leg! And definitely not my thigh!”

Yu Feifei looked slightly disappointed, “Oh.”

After perfunctorily expressing a few words of concern for Xia Xingtang, Yu Feifei suddenly lowered her voice again, “Xiao Xing, that woman you mentioned earlier… how’s your friend doing with her?”

Xia Xingtang guiltily averted her eyes and coughed dryly, “Nothing much. Why are you so curious?”

“Isn’t your friend my friend too? Can’t I care about my good sister?”

Yu Feifei was determined to know the follow-up. Unable to withstand her curiosity, Xia Xingtang made up some random underwater scenario to satisfy her.

Back and forth, Xia Xingtang ended up blurting out that “that friend” had accidentally cut her foot on seaweed while rescuing someone underwater.

A perfect match for the injury on her own foot.

Yu Feifei casually asked, “Your friend didn’t happen to injure her right foot too, did she?”

Xia Xingtang: “…”

She timidly replied, “L-left foot.”

Yu Feifei let out a long, drawn-out “Oh~” and asked, “What kind of friend is so specific about whether you injured your left foot or your right foot?”

Xia Xingtang thought to herself… This conversation was really becoming unbearable. The more she said, the more mistakes she’d make.

Just then, Pei Luoqing walked in from outside.