The Female Lead Has No Cheats
The Female Lead Has No Cheats - Chapter 134: Persevere, and Persevere More (2)

“It’s not considered business, I’m just going to take a look and I’ll be back.” Lin Yueqi pulled her hand back and chased after her.

Meanwhile, Li Xing was still stunned on the spot. His friends around him were already wagging their tongues.

“President Li, don’t let it bother you too much. She’s probably just drunk and couldn’t control herself.”

“How can girls in this generation misuse alcohol this way? Are you alright, President Li?”

“That girl was twisting her neck and drooling, she looked like she was having a stroke. Most importantly, are you alright, President Li?”

…

The crowd was eagerly questioning Li Xing. Taking Tuantuan’s hand, Lu Ting walked into the crowd. Lu Ting and the girl came over and their aura was powerfully crushing. Sensibly, the crowd opened up a path for them and scattered.

When only Lu Ting, Li Xing, and Tuantuan were left, Li Xing grabbed Lu Ting’s hand. “Fuck, Old Lu! I nearly died of shock!”

Lu Ting asked, “What happened just now?”

Li Xing thought back to what happened earlier and he could guarantee that she wasn’t drunk. As he recalled, his heart began to palpitate. “…I can’t tell you clearly, but I suspect that that little screenwriter’s sick. That was so scary, and here I thought she was talented and cute, but now…Holy shit, I’m really shocked.”

He held his heart that was beating hard. He almost wet himself from shock.

Li Xing waved his hand and said, “Sure enough, talented people all have their peculiarities. I thought she was just the silly sweetheart type, but she’s just silly. God sure is fair, huh? God gave her talent, but he didn’t give her a normal personality.”

Lu Ting could get the gist from what he said. “You like her?”

“No! Not at all!”

Tuantuan jabbed Li Xing’s knee with her short and stubby finger. “You do, Uncle Li! Is it so hard to admit that you like Screenwriter Big Sis…”

Under the serious gazes of the two, Li Xing let out his breath and said, “Alright, I admit it. I admired her, and also wanted to get a little closer to her. But I thought she was just a normal person who was a little bit introverted. I never thought…Forget it, let’s not talk about it. I just don’t get it, as world’s no. 1 stiffest guy, you’ve got wife and kids, so how come a good, lively and cute handsome man like me can’t get a nice girl?”

Tuantuan got goosebumps. She shrugged and scowled. “Uncle Li, you’re not cute at all. You should chase after her like Mama and see what’s wrong with Screenwriter Big Sis. You’re not gentlemanly at all, and you’re not cute!”

Being taught how to behave by a child made Li Xing a little embarrassed. It’s reasonable to say that he should have been more gentlemanly and went after her to see what was wrong. But he really did get quite a shock earlier, so much so that all the good impression he had of her was all gone.

For a moment, he couldn’t calm down.

*

Spring was just starting and the night was as biting cold as winter.

Jiang Mucheng was wearing a dress, shivering by the side of the road with cold. She sat down by the road and hugged her knees, burying her face down and crying out in pain.

The street lights left long shadows beneath her. The dim light fell on her slim, frail body, making her look even thinner. She was like the little match girl, enjoying the feeling of being isolated from the world in the biting cold wind.

Still to this day, she had no idea what was wrong with her. With the brainwashing of the system, she felt like she was taking everything for granted. She felt that the word despised her and that she would never get what she wanted in life. God wasn’t fair, she would never be lucky.

Just when she was at her most isolated and helpless state, someone suddenly covered her with a down jacket, and her cold body was immediately saved.

Before she could even turn to see who it was, the person pressed on her shoulder and sat down next to her.

She didn’t care at all that the floor was cold, let alone dusty.

Lin Yueqi was wearing a very simple white dress with Lu Ting’s black jacket over it. She wrapped the jacket tightly around herself and shivered. “Why are you sitting here? Aren’t you cold?”