novelraw Chapter 68 Beauty is a Curse
Chapter 68 Beauty is a Curse
Zhao Lulu: "@Xu Yueqing Yueqing, don't be angry. Lingyan is just like this. The angrier you are, the happier she is."
Zhao Lulu: "@BeiWeiWeiWei, don't cry, stand up and fight back! Your boyfriend was stolen, so fight back!"
Zhou Lingyan: "Zhao Lulu, shut up! If you keep stirring things up, I'll kick you out!"
Xu Yueqing: "Zhao Lulu, whose side are you on?"
Bei Weiwei: "Lulu, stop talking..."
Zhao Lulu: "Okay, okay, I'll shut up. I'll just watch the show. You guys continue. (Well-behaved.jpg)"
In the basement, Chen Bo was completely unaware of what was happening in her best friend's group chat.
He is focused on adjusting the arrangement of "Learn to Meow," adding some playful electronic sound effects to the chorus to make the whole song more in line with the tone of the short video platform.
By the time he had roughly finished the arrangement, saved the project, and taken off his headphones, it was almost 10 p.m.
He stretched, got up, turned off the equipment, and walked out of the recording studio.
Upstairs was quiet; Zhou Lingyan's bedroom door was closed, but the light was still on.
Chen Bo hesitated for a moment, then walked over and knocked on the door.
"Come in." Zhou Lingyan's voice came from inside, sounding to be in a good mood.
Chen Bo pushed open the door and went in.
Zhou Lingyan was leaning against the headboard playing on her phone, having changed into a more proper set of pajamas—though still made of silk, at least the parts that needed to be covered were now covered.
"Aren't you going to sleep yet?" Chen Bo asked.
"Right away." Zhou Lingyan looked up at him, her eyes sparkling. "Finished work?"
"Okay." Chen Bo nodded. "What time is your flight tomorrow?"
"We have to leave after breakfast this morning." Zhou Lingyan put her phone aside, patted the seat next to her, and said, "Come sit down."
Chen Bo walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed: "Have you packed your things?"
"That's about it." Zhou Lingyan looked at him, then suddenly asked, "Chen Bo, will you be angry if I post those two photos in our group chat with my girlfriends?"
Chen Bo raised an eyebrow: "What if I said yes?"
"Then be angry," Zhou Lingyan said matter-of-factly. "Anyway, I've already sent it."
Chen Bo: "..."
You lot don't know what love is, do you?
If no one sees me as love, then I won't hold back.
Zhou Lingyan leaned closer to him, staring intently into his eyes: "Chen Bo, I'm going to be gone for so long, will you miss me?"
"Probably," Chen Bo said honestly.
"If you know it, you know it; if you don't, you don't. What does 'I guess you know it' mean?" Zhou Lingyan said, dissatisfied.
"Yes," Chen Bo changed his mind, "Is that alright?"
Zhou Lingyan was finally satisfied. Suddenly, she reached out and hugged him, burying her face in his shoulder: "Chen Bo, after I leave, you're not allowed to rekindle your old relationship with Xu Yueqing, and you're not allowed to let Bei Weiwei have you completely under her thumb, understand?"
Chen Bo: "...You're asking for too much."
"I don't care." Zhou Lingyan looked up at him. "You have to wait for me to come back. Wait until I finish filming and come back, then we'll... have a proper talk."
After she finished speaking, before Chen Bo could react, she quickly kissed him on the lips, then pushed him away: "Okay, goodnight, I'm going to sleep, you can leave."
Chen Bo was flustered by her actions, but he still got up and said, "Good night, be careful on the road tomorrow."
"Okay, okay, stop nagging." Zhou Lingyan turned over, her back to him.
Chen Bo shook his head, turned and left, gently closing the door behind him.
After the door closed, Zhou Lingyan turned around again and looked at the tightly closed door.
She picked up her phone and opened the "Five Golden Flowers" group chat.
In the group chat, Xu Yueqing and Bei Weiwei had argued until they were exhausted and temporarily called a truce, but the tension was still so high it could suffocate anyone.
Zhou Lingyan flipped to those two photos and looked at them for a long time.
She won't delete it.
This is her spoils of war.
It's also a... memorial to her.
Meanwhile, Xu Yueqing sat in her hotel room, looking at the two photos with red eyes.
She opened her chat window with Chen Bo, typed a line of text, deleted it, typed it again, and deleted it again.
Finally, she only sent three words: "Why?"
Chen Bo had just returned to his bedroom when he received a message from Xu Yueqing.
He glanced at it but didn't reply.
Why?
He didn't know either.
Perhaps it's because Zhou Lingyan is too dazzling, too proactive, and too... impossible to refuse.
Maybe it's because he's a bastard at heart, falling in love with every woman he meets.
Maybe……
Chen Bo tossed his phone aside, lay down on the bed, and stared at the ceiling.
Three women's faces flashed through my mind—Xu Yueqing's cold elegance, Bei Weiwei's gentleness, and Zhou Lingyan's flamboyance.
There's also Zhao Lulu's cunning and Li Man's helplessness.
Because of him, the sisters turned against each other.
Chen Bo suddenly felt that he had really become a "femme fatale".
"Never mind, I don't want to think about it anymore." He turned over, closed his eyes, and said, "Go to sleep."
In the "Five Golden Flowers" group chat, Zhao Lulu was still diligently scrolling through the chat history, exclaiming as she read, "Wonderful, so wonderful! This is much more exciting than watching a TV series!"
She took screenshots of several classic arguments and saved them, intending to use them as memes later.
She became increasingly curious about Chen Bo.
late at night.
Xu Yueqing couldn't sleep, looking at the two photos over and over again.
Bei Weiwei couldn't sleep and cried while hugging her pillow.
Zhou Lingyan couldn't sleep, thinking about leaving tomorrow, and her heart was filled with reluctance.
Li Man couldn't sleep, feeling a headache over this group of fake best friends.
Unable to sleep, Zhao Lulu excitedly planned her next step in getting to the bottom of things.
The morning sunlight slanted into Chen Bo's bedroom through the gap in the curtains that weren't fully drawn, casting a bright beam of light on the wooden floor.
Chen Bo was woken up by the urge to suffocate. He lay stiffly on the bed, lost in thought, the chaos of last night replaying in his mind.
Zhou Lingyan's dazzlingly white legs, the warm scent of perfume and alcohol emanating from her, and her proactive yet provocative kiss...
"Tsk." Chen Bo sat up.
Zhou Lingyan is leaving today, so I need to make her a farewell breakfast.
After all, although this young lady had a bit of a temper and was a bit willful, she was really good to him—he could use the high-end recording studio at will, stay in the big villa whenever he wanted, and she would occasionally provide him with visual and tactile perks.
After washing up, Chen Bo went downstairs wearing a simple white T-shirt and sweatpants.
The kitchen was fully equipped. He opened the refrigerator and glanced at it; it had a full range of ingredients.
"Let's make a fusion of East and West." He took out eggs, bacon, toast, avocado, and cherry tomatoes from the refrigerator, and then rummaged through the cupboard to find a bag of millet.
Millet porridge is good for the stomach, which is suitable for Zhou Lingyan who drank alcohol last night.
Fried eggs and bacon provide protein, avocado toast offers healthy fats, and a fruit platter completes the perfect meal.
Chen Bo put on his apron and started working.
He was very skilled at cooking—he had lived alone for many years in his previous life and had developed excellent culinary skills.
The original owner of this body had also learned cooking in order to please Xu Yueqing. Combining the two, Chen Bo is now a kitchen whiz.
The millet porridge was bubbling away in the pot, emitting the unique aroma of grains.
The bacon sizzled in the pan, its edges curling up slightly as it turned an enticing brown.
When the egg is cracked into the pan, the egg white solidifies quickly, while the yolk remains round and plump.
Chen Bo hummed a song as he mashed the avocado into a paste, added lemon juice, salt, and black pepper to taste, and then spread it evenly on the golden-brown, crispy toast.
Cut the cherry tomatoes in half and arrange them in a delicate platter with blueberries and strawberries.
Just as everything was ready, footsteps came from the stairs.
Chen Bo looked up and saw Zhou Lingyan walking down in her pajamas.
This time it was proper pajamas, long-sleeved and long-legged, pink, with cartoon rabbits printed on them, a stark contrast to her usual flamboyant and glamorous image.