novelraw Chapter 27: How to elegantly kill your love rival. I need help urgently!
Chapter 27: How to elegantly kill your love rival. I need help urgently!
"Click—"
Lu Ze smashed his phone against the wall.
This time the screen went completely black.
He stood amidst the chaos, his chest heaving violently, his glasses askew, his bathrobe wide open, revealing his slightly thin chest, a result of long hours spent writing at his desk.
Faith has collapsed.
He had guarded the flawless jade for over a month, the pure land of his imagination, the original, beautiful, and wealthy woman he thought was even rarer than winning the lottery... gone.
Right under his nose, it was taken off by that nobody he had ever looked down on, a nobody who had nothing to offer except his face.
They picked them so thoroughly that Xu Yueqing had to lean on the wall to walk!
"Chen Bo... Chen Bo!" Lu Ze squeezed out the name through gritted teeth, his eyes bloodshot.
He recalled that more than a month ago, during his first video call with Xu Yueqing, Chen Bo accidentally appeared in the frame.
The man was wearing pajamas and cutting fruit in the kitchen. He had a handsome profile and his movements were practiced.
Xu Yueqing was a little embarrassed at the time, and hung up after saying a few words in a hurry.
Lu Ze scoffed at the time: "She's only good-looking, like a nanny. No wonder Yueqing doesn't like her."
But now...
This "nanny" ate the peaches he had been guarding for over a month.
They even ate every last crumb.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh—" Lu Ze let out a suppressed growl, grabbed the ashtray on the coffee table and wanted to smash it, but after raising it halfway, he slumped down and put it down again.
What's the point of smashing things?
Xu Yueqing has already been slept with.
Lu Ze has become a joke.
A joke that had been meticulously prepared for over a month, played countless times offline, and fantasized about welcoming the original goddess.
"No..." Lu Ze gasped for breath, forcing himself to calm down. "I can't just let this go... Yue Qing was just confused for a moment. She must have been reluctant to give up three years of feelings, which is why she let Chen Bo succeed... Yes, that must be it... She still loves me, poetry, and art in her heart..."
He picked up the broken phone, rummaged through the drawer for a spare phone, turned it on, and logged into WeChat.
Zhou Lingyan sent several more messages.
"Is the great poet Lu still there?"
"Could she have fainted from the shock?"
"Oh dear, was I too blunt? I'm sorry, I'm just a very honest person, I can't lie."
"Actually, looking on the bright side, it's a good thing that Yueqing is experienced. With some more practice, tsk tsk."
"And think about it, the fact that she can sleep with Chen Bo means she's not that high and mighty. It'll be easier for you to get close to her in the future, unlike my brother who had to go through three years of hardship to finally hold hands with his wife."
"Poet Lu? Say something! Should I call an ambulance?"
Each message was like a poisoned knife, stabbing into Lu Ze's heart.
His face was ashen, and his fingers trembled as he typed: "Lingyan, thank you for telling the truth, but I believe Yueqing did not do it willingly. I will find her and ask her about it."
Zhou Lingyan replied instantly: "Ask clearly? Ask what? Ask if she's comfortable? If she can last? Or ask if she regrets not giving herself to Chen Bo sooner? Great poet Lu, take my advice, sometimes it's better to be ignorant. If you really ask, you'll only be humiliating yourself."
Lu Ze: "I will not give up on Yue Qing!"
Zhou Lingyan: "Oh, then good luck. But just a friendly reminder, Chen Bo is staying here now. Yue Qing has looked at me at least twenty times today, with a look in her eyes like she's lost her soul. I think she regrets it, but not because she slept with Chen Bo, but because she let him go."
"puff--"
Lu Ze felt as if he had been shot in the chest again.
He abruptly closed WeChat, unable to bear looking at it anymore.
Looking at him again, he was afraid he might actually vomit blood and die.
Outside the window, the night was deep.
Lu Ze slumped in his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling.
More than a month of longing, more than a month of preparation for the game, more than a month of artistic build-up... all of it has come to naught.
He recalled Xu Yueqing's graceful figure, her cold and beautiful face, her long legs... Before, he thought of her with pure admiration, but now, all he could think of were images of Chen Bo's wanton acts on that body.
"No... I can't think about it..." Lu Ze covered his face in anguish. "I have to maintain my image... I'm a poet... I have class..."
But can style put food on the table?
Will his good taste be enough to win Xu Yueqing's heart?
Can style change the fact that Xu Yueqing has already slept with Chen Bo?
No.
Lu Ze suddenly remembered a saying: The goddess you carefully worship may have a man behind her who keeps her up at night.
He used to think this was vulgar, but now he thinks it's the truth.
"Chen Bo..." Lu Ze gritted his teeth, "You just wait... Xu Yueqing is mine... and can only be mine..."
He grabbed his backup phone, found Xu Yueqing's number, hesitated for a long time, and ultimately didn't dial it.
What should we say if we call now?
"Yueqing, I heard you slept with Chen Bo, is that true?"
That would be too undignified.
He had to find a way to make Xu Yueqing understand that he, Lu Ze, was the one she should choose, without appearing too concerned.
As for Chen Bo...
Lu Ze's eyes were gloomy.
Does a nobody entertainer who lives off breakup fees from women even deserve to compete with him?
He took out his notebook, turned to a new page, and picked up his pen.
The pen hovered over the paper for a long time before finally falling, but instead of poetry, it wrote a line of distorted words: "How to elegantly kill your love rival, waiting online, urgent!"
After he finished writing, he stared at the line for a long time, then suddenly frantically erased it.
No, we can't leave any evidence.
He turned on his computer, opened a search engine, hesitated for a moment, and then typed: "How to make a marginalized figure in the entertainment industry disappear completely?"
The results that pop up are mostly legal news and fictional scenes.
Frustrated, Lu Ze closed the webpage and opened a music app, hoping to listen to some soothing music to calm his mind.
As a result, a promotional poster for "Singer Battle" appeared prominently in the homepage recommendations.
Lu Ze's eyes narrowed.
He remembered that Xu Yueqing had mentioned that Chen Bo was going to participate in this program, and that she had provided the resources.
Challenge match...
A cold smile slowly crept onto Lu Ze's lips.
The entertainment industry, right?
A competition, right?
Although Lu Ze wasn't in the entertainment industry, the arts and entertainment circles were never separate. He knew several music critics, several producers, and even high-ranking members of the production team...
Is it really that hard to take down a challenger who rose to the top by relying on women?
Lu Ze sat up straight again, pushed up his glasses, and his eyes regained their calmness, even carrying a hint of cruel excitement.
Chen Bo, do you think you've won just because you slept with Xu Yueqing?
The game has only just begun.
He picked up his backup phone, found a number saved as "Zhang Guanhai," and dialed it.
The phone rang for a long time before being answered. A sleepy voice came from the other end: "Feed? Who is it? In the middle of the night..."
"Director Zhang, it's me, Lu Ze." Lu Ze's tone was gentle and apologetic. "I'm sorry to bother you so late. There's something I'd like to ask you for a favor..."