Transmigrating Into A Sadistic Novel And Becoming A Master Of Painting Rosy Pictures - Chapter 65

“Are you questioning me?” Insulting me is fine, but don’t insult my family business! I have a strong sense of family honor, just like my patriotism.

“No,” Shang Qinghui handed her the trophy, “I’m just stating a fact.”

I had the trophy in my bag earlier, but I forgot to give it to Bian Yingning at the hotel.

“Bullshit fact. If you want to hook up with me, I’ll have someone arrange it immediately!” Bian Yingning leaned against the doorframe, chin raised, perfectly embodying her boss persona.

Shang Qinghui pondered: “What, you want to hook up?”

Bian Yingning stumbled: “What the hell are you talking about?”

“Why would you specially arrange a milk bath for me then?” Shang Qinghui frowned suspiciously, as if Bian Yingning was a wicked witch trying to capture pretty girls.

Bian Yingning was furious: “Don’t slander me! I did that to prove our hotel provides any service you want.

And our hotel has high service standards, okay? Our service motto is: Everything for customer satisfaction!”

“The problem is I didn’t ask for a milk bath. Why did you mention it?”

Bian Yingning was stunned, muttering:

“You look like you’ve been reborn. I thought you’d received some special service here.”

Shang Qinghui’s eyes changed: “You have special services here?”

Bian Yingning snatched the trophy back: “Get lost.”

Then she slammed the door shut and locked it.

Any hope of getting along with her was an illusion.

No wonder the original owner and Shang Qinghui were mortal enemies. She declared that she and Shang Qinghui were also sworn enemies!

Bian Yingning thought this while wiping the fingerprints off the crystal trophy with her sleeve.

It’s so pretty.

Technically, I have a trophy now.

I’m happy.

…

The two from Leny didn’t stay long. After expressing their welcome for Bian Yingning to open a multinational hotel there, they left for their next destination.

This wasn’t a small matter; it needed careful consideration. There was no need to rush.

Bian Yingning also understood the hotel’s situation and planned to close for renovations during the off-season. She packed her things and planned to go home.

She didn’t go home, and neither did Shang Qinghui. She said: “Even the worst students aren’t in a hurry to go back to study. For someone like me… well, missing school for ten days or half a month is no big deal.”

So she happily enjoyed the hotel, without paying!

Not paying is one thing, but why would she dare to mock me like that!

When checking the accounts, Bian Yingning looked at Shang Qinghui’s bill. Wow, she spent over 100,000 in two days.

“What did she eat?” Bian Yingning’s eyes widened.

Hotel staff”: …Several top-grade A5 steaks and foie gras, and she opened a bottle of red wine…

This didn’t include room service, massage, spa, etc.”

Bian Yingning was numb.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, especially when I first messaged her saying I was planning to go back to H City.

What did she say?

Shocking, a failing student is feeling remorse and plans to return to school to study hard for the final exams.

“Where is she now?”

“She’s at… the hot spring pool.”

Bian Yingning went straight to the hot spring pool.

She didn’t see her, so she asked a staff member. She learned that Shang Qinghui had just gotten up and gone to the changing room. Bian Yingning waited at the door.

She waited for ten minutes but still didn’t see her.

Bian Yingning rushed in, just as Shang Qinghui had finished showering and was getting dressed.

“…”

Bian Yingning was stunned. Shang Qinghui was also startled and stopped.

Don’t get the wrong idea, Shang Qinghui was dressed.

She was wearing black jeans and a purple and white striped knit long-sleeved sweatshirt. The sweatshirt covered her waistband.

But at that moment, she lifted the hem of her sweatshirt, pushing down her jeans, revealing her soft waist.

Because of years of dancing, she had two indentations on her waist… the legendary abs.

She was thin, but her waist was strong.

That wasn’t the point. The point was that she was holding a dazzling white diamond navel piercing and was putting it in her navel.

This was even more awkward than catching her changing clothes.

“Sorry!” Bian Yingning reacted and quickly turned and ran out.

She paced anxiously at the corner, replaying the scene in her mind.

Shang Qinghui sat on a soft chair, head down, one hand holding down the hem of her sweatshirt, the other hand holding her waistband, revealing her soft abdomen.

Black chair, black pants, white skin.

And that dazzling diamond.

So, she had a navel piercing.

She touched her earlobe. She didn’t even have pierced ears.

Why hadn’t I noticed it before? It looked… pretty.

And a little sexy.

Damn it, she had impure thoughts.

“Ahem…” Feeling thirsty, Bian Yingning cleared her throat.

Shang Qinghui, fully dressed, came out with a bag, seemingly unaffected by the little incident: “What do you want?”

Bian Yingning was still shocked by the scene and had forgotten why she came. She said stiffly: “I… I’m… I’m going back to H City, I’m here to urge you.”

Shang Qinghui slung her bag over her shoulder, tied up her hair, revealing her elegant swan neck: “Let’s go, I’m ready.”

Bian Yingning: “…”

That’s it?

“Actually, there’s no need to rush…”

Shang Qinghui: “???”

Back in her room packing, Bian Yingning was still restless, thinking about the scene in the changing room and Shang Qinghui tying her hair.

She had always treated Shang Qinghui like a child, not only because of her personality but also because she looked young.

Then she suddenly realized that Shang Qinghui wasn’t a child. She exuded… a kind of magic.

A contradictory charm between girlish innocence and feminine elegance.

Tsk.

Was I jealous?

Bian Yingning patted her head.

She was probably jealous that the little girl she thought was a child had suddenly grown up, beautiful and charming.

Stop thinking about it. This kind of jealousy is unacceptable.

If all else fails, I’ll get a sexy navel piercing too.

…

On the plane back to H City, Bian Yingning and Shang Qinghui sat side-by-side.

The first-class cabin was quiet, and both were half-reclined.

When Bian Yingning secretly looked at Shang Qinghui for the third time, she turned a page of her magazine, her chubby face expressionless: “Spit it out.”

Bian Yingning: “…”

She turned away from Shang Qinghui and looked out at the clouds and blue sky.

A minute later, Bian Yingning turned back, leaning towards Shang Qinghui: “Hey, I have a question.”

“Hmm.”

“Was that a navel piercing you were wearing?”

“Hmm.”

“Did it hurt?” She needed to know.

Shang Qinghui looked up from her magazine.

Bian Yingning continued: “What do you need to do after getting it? Does it get infected?”

“…Do you want one too?”

Bian Yingning shyly scratched her head: “Just curious.”

For someone who hadn’t even pierced her ears, it was a novel thing.

Shang Qinghui closed her magazine: “Forget it. Everyone’s skin is different. Yours looks difficult. I’m afraid it won’t heal.”

Bian Yingning: “? Are you looking down on me?”

Shang Qinghui looked at her quietly, her large eyes reflecting Bian Yingning’s image.

Bian Yingning: “…”

Silence fell. Shang Qinghui’s gaze fell on Bian Yingning’s earlobe: “Why don’t you even have pierced ears?”

Bian Yingning instinctively covered her earlobes: “Oh, no time.”

Shang Qinghui: “…”

So busy.

As Shang Qinghui opened her magazine again, Bian Yingning spoke: “Do you remember when we were kidnapped, You said someone would find us?”

Bian Yingning thought back. There was such a thing. When she told Shang Qinghui to run, she said someone would find them.

She hadn’t believed it at the time because all their belongings had been taken.

Shang Qinghui gave Bian Yingning a look.

Bian Yingning suddenly understood.

It wasn’t just a simple navel piercing.

But…

“It’s pretty,” Bian Yingning said seriously.

“…Oh.” Shang Qinghui didn’t look up.

This should be a secret. Why would I tell her?

…

Shang Qinghui had been away from home for several days. As soon as she landed, she was picked up by her family.

Bian Yingning was glad she didn’t have to send her home.

Remembering Hua Cancan had contacted her before she left, she sent her a message.

• My dear sister, your baby is back.

Hua Cancan replied with an address.

A bar.

Bian Yingning checked the time. It was only 7 pm. Was she always drinking?

She easily found Hua Cancan sitting alone in a corner by the window, having just sent away someone who had tried to chat her up.

Bian Yingning sat opposite her. The bar’s lighting had a hazy effect, making people’s features more beautiful and radiant.

Even under this lighting, Bian Yingning could see the exhaustion on Hua Cancan’s face.

This wasn’t the Hua Cancan she knew.

Hua Cancan saw her and simply said: “You’re here.”