Sister Ling screamed, "Ah—!!"
Jiang Chen was stunned, especially when he saw Ah Nan's flamboyant beach-themed boxers. Awkwardly, the youth looked away in embarrassment.
Sister Ling was wearing a skirt today and did not have any pockets on her to store tissues. Wiping her face with her hands, she was utterly disgusted as she shrieked like an insane person, "Ah Nan?? Are you insane!!!"
They were agents from the same company. Although there was a hierarchy, they were still quite familiar.
Ah Nan stuck his hands on his h.i.p.s, his rainbow hair on end. "It's your fault for being so vile! You deserve it! How dare you speak so ill of my dear, I'll… I'll drown you in my spit! I can't beat the netizens, but I can definitely take the likes of you!!"
Xiang Yi, who was still in the corner unnoticed, "..."
This was probably considered a physical attack...
Sister Ling's face changed as she quickly began to deny her actions. "Who did I scold? Do you have proof? How dare you assault a colleague! I'm going to find the boss and tell him to fire you!"
Ah Nan stared wide in amazement. He didn't expect her to be so shameless!
She actually hit back!
So he was big sister's agent...
Jiang Chen pursed his lips. "Sister Ling, it's fine, he was only angry in the moment..."
Sister Ling looked at him with contempt. "You're nothing but a mud buddha*, yet you want to protect others?"
Ah Nan was furious. "Okay, I can be petty too and tell the boss you hit Jiang Chen! You're so obnoxious to actually hit an artist!"
In Ah Nan's mind, his own artist had to be spoiled, even if he was just a noob agent. But he knew that the first thing he had to protect was the best interest of the artist. This was the most basic of professional ethics.
Sister Ling said in disdain, "Who will believe you? Where's the proof? Can you show the proof?"
"The human proof is right here..." Ah Nan looked toward Jiang Chen. The young boy froze, avoiding his gaze in shame.
Ah Nan suddenly understood.
This was not the first time, nor was it going to be the last.
The glamorous and popular idol was nothing but a child pinned under a weight and unable to escape.
But he didn't expect sister Ling to take it so far.
Ah Nan gritted his teeth, "So you're going to report me?"
"What? Are you afraid?" Sister Ling smirked. "Why don't you kneel and I'll consider giving you a chance."
"Kneel huh..." Ah Nan seemed to hesitate.
Sister Ling's lips formed into a smile. Even if Ah Nan got on his knees, she would still sue him. She just wanted to play with him for a bit beforehand was all.
Yet her smile was frozen after a few seconds.
Ah Nan burst forward and grabbed her hair. "HOW ABOUT I KNEEL ON YOUR MOTHER'S ASHES?!! SHE MUST HAVE BEEN SO DISTURBED TEN METERS UNDERGROUND AND ROLLING IN HER GRAVE TO HAVE GIVEN BIRTH TO A DUMB B*TCH LIKE YOU RIGHT? Oh right, let me clarify, I'm cursing your mom here, and not your maternal birth giver—the old lady is so innocent. This mom is only a spiritual figment of my imagination I've created for the sole purpose of this conflict, used to represent my disappointment in your dad..."
Sister Ling: ???
"Let go, Ah—you gay freak!"
"Stinky b*tch!"
"Are you even a real man!!"
"Hehe, are you even a human?"
On the side, Jiang Chen was dumbfounded.
Sister Ling reacted as she began to shout, "Jiang Chen, why aren't you helping me yet?"
"Motherf*cker, you bullied me first, you don't think I can call for help too?" Ah Nan said urgently.
Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded from afar.
"I'm coming, Ah Nan."
*Translator's Note: Mud Buddha refers to someone who is weak and useless, based on the saying of a mud Buddha trying to cross the river, but is unable to help itself, nonetheless help others. Unfortunately, it does not make it across the river because mud melts in water :(