Huayu: Don't force me to be a master

Chapter 84 The World Is Wrong

The main lights in the living room weren't on; only the television was lit, its dim light flickering.

A person was lying on the sofa—a woman.

Snow.

She lay on her side on the sofa, her hair still wet and disheveled, soaking a patch of the sofa cushion.

She was wearing a light pink silk nightgown that shimmered softly in the light from the television.

The pajamas weren't long, revealing a section of her thigh, which was white and dazzling.

She didn't hear a thing, no matter what variety show was playing on TV or the sounds of laughter.

Qian Lang stood at the door, scratching his head.

The spider demons have come knocking on our door?

Qian Lang gently closed the door and changed his shoes.

However, Snow White still woke up.

She opened her eyes and groggily looked towards the door.

Then, she was stunned.

Qian Lang was bending over, also looking at her.

Their eyes met, but neither of them spoke.

The laughter from the television continued, creating an eerie contrast with the silence inside the room.

Bai Xue's face began to turn red.

Starting from the neck, climb up little by little, to the base of the ear, to the cheek, to the forehead.

It was burning red.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but didn't.

She looked down at herself—in her pajamas, legs exposed, hair wet, lying on the boss's sofa.

Then she sat up abruptly, so quickly that she almost fell off the sofa.

The straps of her pajamas had also slipped down, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

"Boss... I..."

His voice trembled violently.

Qian Lang didn't speak, but looked at her.

Looking under her pajamas... that obvious...

Seeing her so panicked that she forgot she was walking on light...

Bai Xue felt Qian Lang's gaze.

She instinctively covered her chest and brought her legs together.

Her face was already so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

She didn't bring any change of clothes; her pajamas were ones she had just bought downstairs.

"Um..."

Qian Lang was also a little embarrassed.

"Bai Xue, you should at least wear underwear in my house..."

One hour later!

Qian Lang sat somewhat melancholy, smoking in front of the French windows in his bedroom.

Feeling the emptiness in my lower back.

He felt he couldn't go on living like this anymore.

He evaded Li Xiaolu.

But it couldn't escape the snow.

It's also his own fault; he couldn't resist the temptation.

But if he still tolerates what Bai Xue just did, would he still be a man?

"Boss, I'm going back now."

At this moment, Bai Xue was already dressed in all her clothes.

Her face was still flushed.

But his eyes were very complicated.

The thrill of the affair had already worn off.

What followed was worry and guilt towards her husband.

She had a feeling this day would come long ago.

But now that it's here, it's still so hard to accept.

"Let me take you!"

Qian Lang stubbed out his cigarette and said something.

"No, boss, I...I...I'm a little scared."

Bai Xue said, biting her lip.

Qian Lang frowned upon hearing this, unsure of how to offer the best advice.

After all, Bai Xue isn't in the entertainment industry.

She is different from Zhang Yu.

It's normal to take this kind of thing very seriously.

Qian Lang thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Bai Xue, it's okay. I'll support you no matter what you do. If you want to leave, I'll give you some money. If you stay, I certainly won't treat you badly. But..."

Qian Lang paused here.

"Boss, I know I'm not good enough for you, don't worry..."

Bai Xue said anxiously.

Qian Lang shook his head with a wry smile.

"Bai Xue, it's not a matter of whether you're good enough for me or not. It's that I'm not a good person, you know what I mean?"

Bai Xue bit her lip as she listened.

She could understand it, of course.

Moreover, hearing Qian Lang say that actually made me feel a little relieved.

Looking at Qian Lang's young and handsome physique, she even felt like she had gotten the better deal.

It's like the feeling of a rich woman looking for a gigolo in a Hong Kong movie.

Bai Xue thought Qian Lang was more handsome than the male escorts on TV.

As for the technology...

Thinking of this, Bai Xue's face turned a little red.

"What are you thinking about?"

Qian Lang noticed that Bai Xue blushed inexplicably again and asked her a question.

"No, it's nothing, boss. I have to go now, there won't be any more buses soon."

Bai Xue quickly spoke.

She dared not let Qian Lang know that she had taken advantage of him for free.

"Take a taxi. I'll give you 500 yuan every month from now on. Don't get me wrong, this is for the money you give me to clean my room."

"Hehe, okay, I'll take it if you give me more."

"Dream on!"

"Then you can see me off."

Bai Xue's mood improved a lot immediately.

She sensed Qian Lang's respect for her.

They didn't treat her like a prostitute.

As for the economy, she remembered what Qian Lang had just said.

He will not mistreat her.

This is enough.

After seeing Bai Xue off, Qian Lang still felt a bit emotional.

I'm lamenting the state of the world.

Tao Hong cheated because of her feelings, Zhang Yu cheated because of loneliness, and Bai Xue cheated because of money, excitement, or something else.

And this is a woman.

There will definitely be more men in comparison.

Therefore, he came to a conclusion.

He's not a jerk.

Rather, this is simply how the world has always been.

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Days passed by, and before we knew it, it was the end of May.

Summer arrived quietly in Beijing. Just a few days ago, you still had to wear a jacket, but now some people are already wearing short sleeves.

The locust flowers along the street are in full bloom, and when the wind blows, the whole city is filled with their sweet fragrance.

Ning Hao locked himself in the editing room of China Film Group and didn't come out much for half a month.

Qian Lang visited him once; he had lost weight and his eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep, but he was full of energy.

He pulled Qian Lang to watch a few clips, explaining as he played them, talking animatedly.

Qian Lang ignored him.

I was just reminding him not to let Xing Aina get away.

If my wife leaves me after I make a movie, I'll have lost a lot of money.

Huang Bo has gone back to school.

This guy was in a hurry; he asked Qian Lang if there was any work to be done as soon as the movie finished filming. Naturally, Qian Lang dismissed him, saying that everything would be discussed after the movie was released.

Qian Lang himself wasn't idle either.

He's been busy protecting his kidneys lately.

I can't take it anymore.

Of course, Dong Xuan was the busiest.

The video went viral, and a special thread was created on Tianya (a Chinese online forum).

At Qian Lang's suggestion, she started experimenting with fashion on the forum.

Every day I'm either taking photos or buying clothes.

Of course, the clothes I bought weren't expensive; they were the more affordable kind.

This actually made her posts even more popular.

Her posts have become one of the unique features of Tianya.

The title is simply—"I am Dong Xuan, and I feed myself salt!!"

Each of her posts receives thousands of comments.

She even got the nickname "Goddess of the World"!

So now she lives a very busy and exciting life every day.

May 25th, 9:00 AM.

Qian Lang pushed open the company door.

Immediately, two pairs of eyes shot towards him like arrows.

A voice came from the right—Snow White stood next to the water dispenser, holding a cup, looking at him.

That look in his eyes was so resentful, like a cat that had been neglected by its owner.

A voice came from the left—Zhang Yu looked up from the ledger and glared at him.

That look in his eyes was chilling, like a knife.

Qian Lang ignored it!

Only someone who's sick would provoke two people.

He went straight to the office.

My phone rang as soon as I entered the office.

Qian Lang saw that it was an unfamiliar number and answered it.

"Hello, who is this?"