The Host Has Fallen for the Second Female Lead Again - Chapter 77

“What’s the matter? Why aren’t you saying anything?” Ji Mingxiao looked toward her bed.

Jian Huanhuan took a deep breath. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Nothing. There are quite a lot of trashy people like that these days,” Ji Mingxiao’s voice softened a little. “I heard there are even some ‘tutoring groups’?”

“Qingqing, what do you mean?”

“I don’t mean anything. I’m just talking to you about this. These people manipulate others, con them out of money and for sex, and some even take people’s lives. When do you think all this social scum will die off?” Ji Mingxiao said casually.

Jian Huanhuan’s palms were sweating. “Then why are you telling me all this?”

“No reason. Tell your parents. I’ve already sent the bill to your email. Check it.” Ji Mingxiao said.

“I won’t pay you back,” Jian Huanhuan took a deep breath. “This is something you voluntarily did for me.”

Ji Mingxiao laughed. “That’s fine. I’ll go back and ask my mom if we can sue.”

Jian Huanhuan tensed up. “Why do you have to sue? Do you hate me that much?”

“It’s almost 140,000. That’s enough for me to buy a toilet.”

Jian Huanhuan rubbed her temples, standing on the balcony. “Don’t force me.”

“How am I forcing you?” Ji Mingxiao laughed. “Are you going to say next that you can’t pay, that you have no money, only your life?”

“Are you also going to say you’re standing on the roof of the dorm building right now?”

Ji Mingxiao scoffed. “You don’t think if you jump, people will think I forced you to die, do you?”

With every word she said, Jian Huanhuan’s face grew uglier.

“No, they’ll just say you had poor character and couldn’t handle the pressure of public opinion, so you committed suicide,” Ji Mingxiao said with a laugh in her voice. “Pay me back the money soon. Don’t pull any stunts. I really can’t do anything, but I can also do something.”

“You’re on your own.” Ji Mingxiao hung up the phone directly.

“I think maybe she wasn’t planning on jumping, but after a few of your words, she’s got the idea.”

“Please,” Ji Mingxiao said irritably. “That kind of shameless trash values their life. They would never commit suicide. Even if they were cursed to death, they wouldn’t choose to kill themselves.”

She lay back down on her bed and closed her eyes.

She wanted to say that if Jian Huanhuan did commit suicide, that would be great—it would save her a lot of trouble.

Ji Mingxiao yawned and quickly fell asleep.

She had set an alarm for 2 p.m. After waking up, she sat on the bed for a while, suddenly feeling like she had nothing to do.

Chu Qing had already taken all the exams she needed to take. As for postgraduate studies, Ji Mingxiao estimated that she would likely be able to get a recommendation for her own university. There wasn’t anything else.

Ji Mingxiao lay back down, checked her phone. Xi Ruan hadn’t sent her a message. At this time, the other person was probably standing at attention for military training.

She did want to go to the field to watch her, but Ji Mingxiao was currently at the center of a storm. If she went to see Xi Ruan frequently, rumors of a love triangle might spread. She didn’t want Xi Ruan to be branded a homewrecker.

Her three roommates weren’t around. Two were at part-time jobs, and one was at the library. They were all busy people.

Ji Mingxiao sighed and got out of bed, opening her computer. She looked at the stock market. Thirty thousand yuan was enough to play with. It didn’t matter if she lost or made money; she just wanted something to do.

Because she frequently left campus, Jian Huanhuan had tried to corner her a few times but never found her.

Ji Mingxiao didn’t understand. The conversation had already gone that far, so what was the point of coming to find her?

So far, Jian Huanhuan hadn’t paid her a single cent, probably because she hadn’t mentioned it much recently, making the other person think she had given up.

Ji Mingxiao had already asked Chu Qing’s parents. The matter could be taken to court, but it was uncertain how much she would be able to get back.

Her parents weren’t angry that Ji Mingxiao had been scammed. They just told her to be more careful next time.

Ji Mingxiao contacted Jian Huanhuan’s parents and sent them the bill. After that, she couldn’t get through to them anymore.

Sure enough, with Jian Huanhuan being the way she was, her parents weren’t good people either.

Ji Mingxiao officially filed a lawsuit with the court. When Jian Huanhuan received the court documents, she was beside herself. She never thought Ji Mingxiao would actually sue her.

The heat from this incident had already died down, but because of the lawsuit, the discussion flared up again.

Ji Mingxiao casually screenshotted the chat logs between Chu Qing and Jian Huanhuan and posted them on her social media.

Xi Ruan noticed that Ji Mingxiao didn’t seem to care about her reputation at all. Some of the chat logs, when posted, could damage her image, but she still posted them. Ji Mingxiao had thousands of friends on her list, and the post quickly garnered over a hundred shares.

[Xi Ruan: What are you going to do after you get the money back from her?]

[Chu Qing: It would be best to expose all the scum in their group.]

[Xi Ruan: Grand ambition. That’s a bit too difficult.]

[Chu Qing: Got to try.]

Ji Mingxiao tapped the table. She had an interview for freshmen tonight. She originally didn’t want to go, but Xi Ruan would be there today.

She walked from her dorm to the academic building, getting looked at countless times. Ji Mingxiao was thick-skinned and felt no discomfort. In contrast, Jian Huanhuan had been having a difficult time these past few days. To avoid the strange stares, she had skipped three days of class.

Ji Mingxiao sat down in the interview room. The other students hadn’t arrived yet. The two department heads looked at Ji Mingxiao, hesitant to speak.

“Don’t look at me like that. I’m fine,” Ji Mingxiao said with a bit of helplessness.

“It’s a good thing you came to your senses. People like Jian Huanhuan are probably experts at emotional manipulation.”

Ji Mingxiao raised her eyebrows. “I think so too.”

“It’s disgusting. I used to have a friend who was emotionally manipulated, but she was only conned out of thirty or forty thousand. She only realized something was wrong after she broke up with the guy.”

“But, senior, you’re so rich.”

“I’m not rich. It’s all money I saved up. I hope I can get back as much as possible,” Ji Mingxiao said with a smile. “Time’s up, Xiaole. Let the people outside come in one by one.”

“Okay.”

For the first few people, Ji Mingxiao only asked a few questions. Most of the questions were asked by the department heads around her.

When Xi Ruan came in, Ji Mingxiao instinctively sat up a little straighter.

To be honest, when Xi Ruan saw Ji Mingxiao, there was a moment where she really wanted to turn around and leave, but she held back.

She stood about a meter and a half away from Ji Mingxiao, her hands clasped together. It was unclear if she was nervous.

“Introduce yourself,” the person on Ji Mingxiao’s right said.

Xi Ruan nodded. “My name is Xi Ruan, from the Literature Department.”

“You’re our secretary-general’s direct junior?”

“Yeah,” Ji Mingxiao nodded, looking at Xi Ruan. “Do you have any special skills?”

Xi Ruan was silent for a few seconds, looking at Ji Mingxiao. “I don’t think so.”

“In our external affairs department, being able to talk is enough.” Perhaps because Xi Ruan was pretty, the two department heads’ attitudes softened a bit.

Xi Ruan glanced at Ji Mingxiao. “Then I think I’m pretty good at talking.”

“Is there anything else you’d like to chat about, junior?” Ji Mingxiao rested her chin on her hands, looking at Xi Ruan.

Xi Ruan felt strongly that Ji Mingxiao just wanted to see her make a fool of herself. What did she want to chat about? Nothing. “I don’t think so. Does the secretary-general have any questions for me?”

She knew Ji Mingxiao wanted to hear her say “senior,” but she absolutely wouldn’t.

“You can just call me ‘senior’.”

Xi Ruan: …

Ji Mingxiao smiled at Xi Ruan without saying anything. The people next to her were also looking at Xi Ruan.

“Hello, senior!” Xi Ruan showed a friendly smile.

“Okay, that’s all,” Ji Mingxiao was satisfied.

Xi Ruan said goodbye to the three of them and quickly left the classroom, as if someone was chasing her.

These past few days, the prize money their family won had been deposited. Although after taxes it was only a little over sixty-four million, it was still a lot. Recently, Xi Ruan’s parents had been busy looking at houses. Xi Ruan herself didn’t have much of a reaction. Although she now had over a million on her card, her life hadn’t changed much. However, she did buy a few bags she had wanted but couldn’t afford before.

Xi Ruan’s parents knew to keep their wealth hidden, so no one knew the Xi family had won the lottery so far.

As she was leaving the academic building, she saw Jian Huanhuan. Xi Ruan looked at her a few times. According to the gossip she’d heard, wasn’t this person supposed to be keeping a low profile and not leaving her dorm lately?

Xi Ruan was about to leave when the person blocked her path.

“Excuse me, can I help you?” Xi Ruan had a bad feeling looking at Jian Huanhuan.

“Junior, can I have your WeChat?”

“I don’t think so,” Xi Ruan took a step back.

Jian Huanhuan gave a pained smile. “Do you also believe what’s said online?”

Xi Ruan didn’t say anything, just looked at her.

Thinking about it, the plot really was a strange thing. According to a normal person’s mindset, no matter how much you’re going to con someone, you wouldn’t look for someone in your own school. But who would have thought this person would still target people at her school?

“Sorry, I have something to do,” Xi Ruan didn’t want to get too tangled up with this person.

She walked around Jian Huanhuan, thinking about why this person would ask for her WeChat. She touched her bag, looked down, and suddenly realized something.

Oh, the bag she had just bought was probably worth over thirty thousand yuan. This person most likely recognized it.

Xi Ruan also remembered what Ji Mingxiao had said before.

“You’re pretty, and you look kind of dumb.”

Xi Ruan: …

She took a deep breath, feeling a little like she wanted to curse.

After she got back, Xi Ruan still told Ji Mingxiao about Jian Huanhuan approaching her.

[Chu Qing: I suddenly want to pin her to the ground and beat her up.]

[Xi Ruan: …]

[Chu Qing: This person is like a sticky plaster. Looking at how you’re dressed these days, she probably has her eyes on your money. The court date is in a few days, and she needs to find a scapegoat to help her pay.]

[Xi Ruan: Do I really look that stupid?]

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