Chen Wanru suddenly sneered and said, "Talking about fellow disciples, valuing harmony, it’s truly ridiculous. Do you really think this is a peace banquet? It’s clearly a trap, a Feast at Hongmen. Luckily, I smelled something off with the wine. Had I actually drunk it, let me tell you, now you and I could very well be lying in some man’s bed!"
Ling Momo’s expression froze upon hearing these words, "Wine? What wine?"
"The wine Jian Chenxi handed over, it had a sedative in it! Actually, that sedative is always colorless and tasteless, but when it meets wine, the smell of the wine changes. I’ve been mixed up in the entertainment circle for ten years, and I’ve drunk more types of wine than the water she Jian Chenxi has ever drunk. I can tell what kind of wine it is, where it was produced, and how long it has been fermented just by smell, with my eyes closed. She Jian Chenxi really has a death wish, using such a low and dirty trick in front of me!" Chen Wanru’s voice was cold to the extreme, carrying a hint of anger, and in the end, she couldn’t help but let out a low scoff, "It was I who smelled it, but if it were someone else who didn’t know and drank it, after tonight, being slept by a man might be fine, but if you meet someone cruel, you might be slept by a crowd of men!"
Chen Wanru spoke lightly, but Ling Momo felt a shiver in her heart.
No wonder Chen Wanru bumped into her arm and broke the glass; there was something wrong with the wine.
She thought to herself, the slap she gave Jian Chenxi just now was too light!
Then she thought of Chen Wanru’s words, being slept by a crowd of men... Ling Momo couldn’t help shuddering, feeling a chill in her heart, and a sense of lingering fear.
After a long while, Ling Momo finally spoke, "Sister Wanru, we are lucky to have you here tonight!"
Chen Wanru didn’t utter a sound; the elevator opened, and Chen Wanru and Ling Momo walked out one after the other. In the parking lot, Chen Wanru found her car and gestured for Ling Momo to get in.
Chen Wanru started the car and drove out of the parking lot, glancing through the rearview mirror at Ling Momo’s slightly absent-minded face, her expression softened somewhat, and after a moment of silence, she asked, "Did what I say frighten you?"
Ling Momo came back to her senses, shook her head, then nodded, "A little, but I also feel like it wouldn’t be that cruel."
"Not that cruel?" Chen Wanru chuckled lightly, her eyes swirling with an indescribable light. After a while, she spoke softly, "Remember Hou Ling?"
"That Hou Ling who jumped off a building eight years ago?" Ling Momo nodded; she knew about Hou Ling, the once extremely popular singer and the ace of E&R, who later, for some unknown reason, committed suicide by jumping. Find the newest release on novelFirｅ.net
"Mm." Chen Wanru affirmed with a sound, her gaze becoming distant, "She debuted earlier than I did. If she hadn’t died so suddenly, perhaps Chen Wanru wouldn’t have become the top actress. Back then, everyone in the circle knew she was more talented than me... But as the saying goes, ’Whom the Gods love die young.’ At only twenty years old, she died."
Chen Wanru paused, turned her head to look at Ling Momo, and silently added, "About your age."
"Back then, she was framed, drugged with a sedative, and then locked in a room with a group of men for a full day and night... Later, she went mad and jumped off the building... and died." Chen Wanru’s voice was exceptionally soft, but Ling Momo felt cold all over.
The car fell strangely silent, and Chen Wanru drove towards Ling Momo’s home.