Chapter 4: Oh, he is remaining chaste for his beloved.
"Director Wang, are you still drinking?" Yao Qing swayed the emptied wine bottle in her hand, looking at the balding middle-aged man beside her.
Artist creators often have to sacrifice something while creating wonderful stories, such as, well, hair.
Director Wang couldn't utter a word, sprawled over the table like a pig infected with swine fever.
Yao Qing leaned in to listen to his drunken mumblings, only to hear Director Wang saying, "Sleep... sleep... sleep with a fairy..."
"Dream on, idiot."
The wine bottle slammed down heavily onto the table; those who weren't drunk were afraid that it might have smashed onto Director Wang's head.
That was no ordinary forehead, but a balding one, a symbol of art.
Yao Qing stood up and walked out of the private room, her back erect.
If Ruan Qiu were here, she would have known that Yao Qing was already drunk.
Normally, she would never burst out with such crude remarks in front of a director.
She was unreasonable, but always absolutely composed.
Yao Qing silently headed to the bathroom, making sure to check the sign on the door before entering.
The one with a skirt, that's the ladies' room.
Standing in front of the sink, the woman in the mirror had a pinkish complexion. Her eyes were misty, her gaze holding an indescribable allure, looking as if a peach ripe for the taking, tempting enough to bite into.
Cold water splashed onto her face; she couldn't care less about whether her makeup was ruined.
The sound of high heels approached from behind, followed by a woman's whining.
"Boss! I just accidentally sat on Yu Yanshen's lap, I really didn't mean to... Please don't fire me..."
"I might have lingered for a few seconds on his lap, but he's Yu Yanshen, who wouldn't want to cling to him?"
"Actually, I think Yu Yanshen is already interested in me. I made up my face especially like Tang Yi's today, he glanced at me several times..."
Tang Yi—
She wasn't around when Ruan Qiu left four years ago.
Yu Yanshen's new flame?
Yao Qing's movements paused for a moment.
A new flame was normal; it had been four years. The fact that she had no man didn't mean he didn't have a woman.
Although she had once hoped that after she left, he would live in agony, night and day.
But in the end, when she heard his name in the international newspapers, she could still look Ruan Qiu in the eye and comment, "Young and successful, Director Yu is truly impressive."
When the woman's voice finally subsided, Yao Qing looked up and dabbed the water off her face with a paper towel.
Through the mirror, she looked at the woman in the corner, the one who had sat on the lap—no mistake.
She probably took the initiative and got herself pushed away by the man? Yu Yanshen's taste couldn't be that bad, so it was normal to push her away.
Suddenly, the woman shot Yao Qing a fierce glance, "Addicted to eavesdropping in corners?"
"Ears are attached to the body," Yao Qing replied coldly, "You're shouting so loud you might as well make sure Yu Yanshen himself hears it. Do you want to check if he's really interested in you?"
Wanwan's face turned red with anger. Of course, Yu Yanshen wasn't interested in her; she just didn't want to get fired and was trying to lie in front of her boss.
"You know Yu Yanshen too?" She stepped out from the corner, sizing up Yao Qing from head to toe, her gaze lingering on her upper body for a few seconds longer, her eyes seething with what seemed like jealousy.
After a moment, she scoffed, "He's not interested in me, and even less in you! His true love has gone abroad for treatment, and he, well, he is staying pure for his beloved."
Yao Qing looked indifferently at her own reflection in the mirror, her face showing no emotion.
After a while, she turned around and threw the hand towel at Wanwan's face.
"Don't say Yu Yanshen isn't interested in you, I also think your IQ is all stuffed in your chest, and what's left in your brain is just the men and women act, isn't it?"
"All those words you said, I'm returning them to you just as they are."