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Location: HK Group Gathering
When Shaolan followed Liuliu to Qiu Mowen, he was already a bit tipsy. His tie was slightly loosened, one hand was pressed against his forehead, and his thumb and index finger were rubbing his temples repeatedly. He struggled to support himself with the other arm, but his neck felt as heavy as if it were weighed down by lead, causing his head to droop uncontrollably.
Hearing Liuliu greet him, Qiu Mowen made an effort to lift his head. When he recognized that the woman behind Liuliu, dressed provocatively with waist-length hair covering half her face, was Shaolan, it felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, instantly waking him up.
He slowly lowered the hand that had been massaging his temple and stared blankly in the direction where Liuliu was approaching. He quickly realized that beads of sweat were forming on his forehead, so he straightened up and put on a sincere expression, looking earnestly at Liuliu, though his lazy gaze gradually turned cold.
Liuliu leaned back slightly, allowing Shaolan to fully face Qiu Mowen. Shaolan wore a low-cut top and a mini skirt, nearly revealing everything, holding a colorful Hermès bag in her hand. Liuliu gestured with her fingers and said, "Mr. Qiu, let me introduce you. This is our sponsored singing competition champion, Sister Shaolan!"
Shaolan smiled lightly at Qiu Mowen, her delicate eyeliner and curled eyelashes making her gaze as captivating as black amber. However, Qiu Mowen remained indifferent, exuding disdain and disregard. The atmosphere became awkward and tense. Liuliu found an excuse to squeeze into the crowd, leaving Shaolan and Qiu Mowen staring at each other.
To Qiu Mowen's surprise, Shaolan not only appeared completely ladylike but also behaved appropriately, as if it were their first meeting. She elegantly picked up a cocktail from a passing waiter with her delicate fingers and said in a sweet voice, "Thank you for your attention, Mr. Qiu. I look forward to your guidance in the future!"
Qiu Mowen snorted through his nose, a hint of a sarcastic smile playing at the corners of his mouth—an expression reminiscent of someone waiting for a noisy circus to begin. His dark brown hair fell over his deep-set eyes as he weakly raised his cup and gently clinked it against the glass that Shaolan had offered.
However, Shaolan forcefully tapped her glass against his, producing a clear "ding" sound that sharpened Qiu Mowen's gaze; he heard a ringing like a siren.
This was actually the fourth time that Qiu Mowen had interacted directly with Shaolan. Aside from their previous encounter in Li Gu's Printing Room, there were two other times—once before their meeting in the Printing Room, and once after.
This is also why, upon seeing Qiu Mowen in the Printing Room, Shaolan couldn't help but shudder slightly.
It all started with the singing competition sponsored by HK. The reason why Qiu Mowen appeared in Jinan was that he was representing HK Group at the live recording of the show. As one of the contestants, the relatively unknown singer Shaolan was naturally arranged to meet with bosses like Qiu Mowen, including kvs, private rooms, drinking, singing, dancing... these were all part of the planned activities.
But it just happened to be Christmas when Li Gu, driving with Autumn Wind, coincidentally passed by the car that Shaolan was in. This led to the scene where Li Gu chased after her into the kv. In fact, Li Gu did not find Shaolan, but coincidentally, the manager at that time was a high school classmate of Li Gu. After repeated requests from Li Gu, this classmate subtly conveyed to Shaolan that Li Gu had come looking for her.
Shaolan initially thought someone would arrange her accommodation for the night, but after Qiu Mowen left midway, it seemed no one was willing to take charge. Shaolan had no choice but to take her luggage and go to Li Gu.
The reason Qiu Mowen left midway was that he discovered Autumn Wind, who was being driven by Li Gu. He directly followed Li Gu's motorcycle until they both entered the hallway. Thus, Qiu Mowen easily found the Printing Room where Autumn Wind worked.
During their first meeting in the KV, Shaolan was humble. However, during their second meeting in Li Gu's Printing Room, Shaolan was taken aback.
By their third meeting, not only had the location changed to an elegant café, but Shaolan also appeared much more arrogant.
With her mouth slightly open, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. However, her eyeliner had gone awry and smeared onto her eyelid. This was how Qiu Mowen saw Shaolan for the third time in a private club somewhere in Jinan. When she noticed Qiu Mowen standing in front of her, Shaolan continued her unfinished beauty routine without a hint of panic. Seeing her like this, Qiu Mowen, who originally intended to sit down, chose to leave instead. But just as he took a couple of steps away, Shaolan put down what she was holding and chased after him: “Mr. Qiu, don’t be in such a hurry!”
Under Shaolan's insistence, Qiu Mowen sat back down across from her.
Initially planning to act a bit superior, Shaolan suddenly dropped her earlier arrogance and straightforwardly stated her request: “I want to become this year's singing competition champion and best newcomer!”
The singing competition that Shaolan referred to is a collaboration between HK and a television station. The champion not only wins a $100,000 Golden Microphone, but also becomes the image spokesperson for HK in mainland China. Before coming here, Qiu Mowen had searched for information about Shaolan online and naturally saw those revealing photos, which also included the girl in the background who sometimes appeared blurry and sometimes clear.
Shaolan's request confirmed Qiu Mowen's suspicions about the girl in the background. Despite being highly experienced, Qiu Mowen remained expressionless; his brow twitched slightly as if signaling for Shaolan to continue.
Qiu Mowen's reaction completely surprised Shaolan. In her script, he should have appeared anxious and eager to negotiate with her. The atmosphere began to chill, colder than winter in Jinan. Realizing the awkwardness, Shaolan took out her phone and typed a few messages before waving it in front of Qiu Mowen: “Do you not believe me?”
Those were several clear photos of Autumn Wind lying on a bed. As soon as Qiu Mowen grabbed the phone from her hand, his expression turned serious. Seeing his intense reaction made Shaolan smile slightly: “I have some videos too; they are quite enticing!”
In response, Qiu Mowen stomped on the phone angrily and forcefully grabbed Shaolan's shoulders. The pain made her frown immediately, but when she saw his face twisted with anger, she suddenly laughed out loud. She forcefully pried his fingers off her arm one by one and whispered fiercely to avoid causing a scene: “Let’s talk calmly; don’t get angry!”
The words of Shaolan carried a subtle lethal force. Qiu Mowen immediately reacted, his twisted face quickly regaining calmness. He bent down to pick up the phone he had stepped on, slightly raising his thumb and gently placing the undamaged part of the screen on the table in front of Shaolan with a "thud." Shaolan flinched, startled, as Qiu Mowen's expression turned emotionless. A cold voice accompanied by the movement of his throat emerged: "Take everything out of your hands!"
Shaolan lifted her face completely, resembling a proud princess: "So, you agreed!"
Qiu Mowen said nothing. He leaped high like a tyrannosaurus and struck heavily on the already shattered phone screen. Then, in a low voice, he said, "Give me everything!"
The proud expression on Shaolan's face slowly faded. She was initially taken aback, then appeared terrified. Finally, she took out a lip-shaped USB drive from her handbag and gently pushed it onto the table: "It's all here!"
Qiu Mowen clenched his fist that had just hit the phone, exhaling softly through his nostrils as he slowly released the immense pain. His eyes began to fill with bloodshot veins. With his other hand, he picked up the USB drive, his blood-red lips twitching. Qiu Mowen squinted at Shaolan, a questioning expression clearly visible on his face.
Shaolan seemed unprepared for her own cowardice. She thought Qiu Mowen would beg for her mercy like a beggar. Feeling somewhat unwilling, when she saw Qiu Mowen's doubtful expression, it was as if she grasped at straws: "It's all here! Really... but could you take her away from Jinan?"
Shaolan made another request. Qiu Mowen's slender eyes began to flicker, his doubt now mixed with a hint of surprise. Shaolan dared not meet Qiu Mowen's gaze and turned her head to the side: "I... I don't want my boyfriend to be with her!"
Shaolan's words struck at Qiu Mowen's vital point almost simultaneously. This fatal wound began when he saw Autumn Wind leaving on Li Gu's motorcycle, holding a bouquet through the glass window at Christmas.
Many times, Qiu Mowen dared not think about Autumn Wind; more accurately, he lacked the courage to face Autumn Wind's fiery gaze. Every time he thought of those eyes, it felt like being scorched by flames, and the scenery in his mind was quickly covered by black dots one after another.
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