novelraw Chapter 86: The Battle Between Best Friends – There's No Such Thing as Neutrality
Chapter 86: The Battle Between Best Friends – There's No Such Thing as Neutrality
Bei Weiwei stared at Zhou Lingyan's words on the screen, "Bei Weiwei, are you sick?", and her hands trembled with anger.
She took a deep breath, then another, and then opened the private chat window with Zhao Lulu.
Bei Weiwei: "Lulu! Come out!"
Bei Weiwei: "Help me confront Zhou Lingyan! She's gone too far!"
The message was sent, and I waited three seconds.
ten seconds.
Thirty seconds.
Zhao Lulu did not reply.
Bei Weiwei panicked and immediately made a voice call.
It rang three times before the other end answered.
"Feed?" Zhao Lulu's voice was a little unsteady, with the sound of rushing water in the background. "Weiwei, I'm taking a bath. What's the rush?"
Bei Weiwei gritted her teeth: "Lulu! Zhou Lingyan insulted me in the group chat! You have to fight back for me!"
There was a two-second silence on Zhao Lulu's end.
"Um..." She cleared her throat, "Weiwei, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I'm taking two streamers to Lingyan's recording studio tomorrow to record a song, 'Learn to Meow,' which Chen Bo wrote. It would be so awkward for me to confront her now."
Bei Weiwei: "???"
Bei Weiwei: "Are you going to Lingyan's house tomorrow?"
Zhao Lulu: "Yes, Chen Bo has finished the arrangement and accompaniment. I've arranged to bring people over tomorrow morning to record the vocals. Weiwei, don't worry, I'm just going to discuss work, I definitely won't do anything else."
Bei Weiwei: "...What are you going to wear?"
Zhao Lulu: "Of course it's normal work attire! A suit! Long pants! Covered up completely! I swear!"
Bevy: "When you make a vow, you'd better think about the vow you made last time."
Zhao Lulu: "That's different. Last time it was an accident, but this time I promise!"
Bei Weiwei remained silent.
She knew that Zhao Lulu had gone to Chen Bo to discuss work, and she also knew that the song "Learn to Meow" was written by her boyfriend for the internet celebrity at her best friend's company.
But I just couldn't swallow that anger.
"Weiwei?" Zhao Lulu asked tentatively, "How about... I talk to Lingyan for you? Maybe I can tell her to calm down?"
Bei Weiwei sneered: "You'll talk to her for me?"
If you don't help, it means you want to stir up trouble and sit back and watch the two sides fight.
There's no such thing as neutrality in a battle between best friends.
Zhao Lulu said confidently, "I can advise her! We're all sisters, arguing back and forth only hurts our harmony."
Bei Weiwei: "..."
When has Zhao Lulu ever cared about harmony?
You'd love for the argument to get as heated as possible so you can watch the show and eat sunflower seeds.
"Forget it," Bei Weiwei said dejectedly. "You go about your business, I'll handle it myself."
"Weiwei, you're so kind!" Zhao Lulu's tone instantly lightened. "I'll treat you to dinner after I'm done with this busy period!"
"Heh." Bei Weiwei hung up the phone.
She stared at her phone screen, getting angrier and angrier.
Zhao Lulu is such a fence-sitter, always switching sides, and she's completely unreliable when it matters.
That crazy woman Zhou Lingyan, she occupies the house and the man, and she's still acting all high and mighty.
That shameless Xu Yueqing, wearing Zhou Lingyan's bathrobe, sleeping with her boyfriend, and even posting photos to provoke him.
And what about her?
My girlfriend is the most reasonable person, but nobody takes her seriously.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh—" Bei Weiwei buried her face in the pillow and let out a muffled wail.
The next morning.
Zhou Lingyan's villa.
Zhao Lulu stood at the gate of the courtyard with two live streamers and rang the doorbell.
She was indeed wearing a suit today—a well-tailored off-white women's suit with a black silk camisole underneath, five-centimeter stilettos, her long hair in a low ponytail, and her makeup exquisite, making her look capable and intellectual.
His suit trousers reached his ankles, covering him completely.
"Mr. Zhao, is this the recording studio?" The male anchor behind him leaned over and curiously looked at the villa.
His name is Wu Feifan. He is in his early twenties, with dyed silver hair and exquisite features that make him look like he stepped out of a comic book. He is a handsome live streamer heavily promoted by Zhao Lulu's company.
"Yes, it's a friend's house." Zhao Lulu pressed the intercom. "There's a professional recording studio inside. I'll show you around today."
The other streamer was a girl named Zhou Xiya. She had a sweet and cute appearance, wore pigtails, a pink sweatshirt and a pleated skirt, and looked like a high school student.
"Mr. Zhao, I'm nervous..." Zhou Xiya said softly, "This is the first time I've recorded such a professional song."
"What are you nervous about?" Zhao Lulu turned to look at her. "Teacher Chen is personally arranging and producing music for you. This kind of treatment is something many people in the industry would kill for."
The door opened.
It was turned on by remote control.
Zhao Lulu led the two through the gate, across the courtyard, and into the villa.
There was no one in the living room, but there was noise coming from upstairs.
"Chen Bo?" Zhao Lulu called out.
"Here," Chen Bo's voice came from the basement. "Come down, the equipment is all set up."
Just as Zhao Lulu was about to lead her people downstairs, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the stairs.
It's very light.
very slow.
There were also occasional gasps of surprise.
She looked up.
Then the corners of her mouth began to turn up.
Xu Yueqing, holding onto the wall, slowly shuffled down the stairs.
She changed her clothes today—a beige knitted long dress with a trench coat over it, her long hair flowing down her shoulders, her face rosy, and her lips bright red.
But that walking posture...
Well, how should I put it?
It's more obvious than last time.
Last time, I walked slowly while holding onto the wall.
Today, I was leaning against the wall, frowning, and gasping for breath.
Zhao Lulu's mouth stretched from ear to ear.
"You two go down first," she whispered to her two anchors.
"Yes, Mr. Zhao."
Then.
"Yueqing!" Zhao Lulu greeted Xu Yueqing warmly, "Good morning! Did you...not sleep well last night?"
"Good morning," Xu Yueqing said. "I'm a little tired."
"Tired?" Zhao Lulu blinked. "Then do you want to go back and rest? You can lean on the wall, and I'll help you."
"No need." Xu Yueqing proudly leaned against the wall, inching her way towards the door. "I'll go back myself."
She then looked at Zhao Lulu: "You brought people to record a song?"
"Mm." Zhao Lulu nodded. "We're recording vocals for Chen Bo's 'Learning to Meow' today."
Xu Yueqing glanced in the direction of the basement but didn't say anything.
She continued moving towards the door.
Zhao Lulu leaned closer and whispered, "Yueqing, don't try to tough it out on your own."
Xu Yueqing paused in her steps.
She turned to look at Zhao Lulu.
Zhao Lulu winked at her, giving her a knowing look.
Xu Yueqing remained silent for two seconds.
"Even if I have to lean against the wall every day, I won't let Zhou Lingyan get even a fraction of a step closer to Chen Bo."
Zhao Lulu's eyes lit up.
Xu Yueqing continued, "Bei Weiwei won't work either."
After saying that, she leaned against the wall and walked away without looking back.
Zhao Lulu stood there, watching Xu Yueqing slowly walk out of the courtyard gate, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
This woman...
It's too cruel.
Why does he always lean against the wall and not let other women near Chen Bo?
This is something we have to protect with our lives.
The basement, the recording studio.
Chen Bo sat in front of the mixing console, his fingers moving rapidly across the controller, the densely packed audio tracks on the screen dazzling the eyes.
"Teacher Chen!" Zhao Lulu pushed open the door and came in, her eyes crinkling with a smile.