You're My Belated Happiness - Chapter 49 Part 4

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.

You’re My Belated Happiness

Chapter 49 Part 4

The attempt to change subjects didn’t work well.

Xu Huaisong quieted down again because another one of his secrets was about to be exposed again.

Ruan Yu got up looking for the remote for the air conditioner, but Xu Huaisong pulled her back down.

Xu Huaisong gritted his teeth to say: “Don’t bother. It’s at 18 degrees, it's low enough.”

“Then why do you……”

Ruan Yu stopped herself halfway through her question.

What else could it be? She would be too dumb to keep asking.

There was no need to spell out the answer between them.

In the quiet room, the two hearts were bumping at the same rate, as if they were trying to race each other.

But neither of them let go of the other from their embrace.

In the end, Xu Huaisong won the race.

Ruan Yu worriedly asked: “Your heartbeat, will it cause sudden death?”

“......”

Xu Huaisong lightly tapped on Ruan Yu’s forehead: “Can’t die from it.”

Ruan Yu hissed and felt that he seemed quite tense, probably didn’t feel very comfortable. She said: “Maybe I should just go back to my room?”

“Have you ever seen a rabbit being released after it entered the wolf’s den?”

“But the wolf’s not doing anything to the rabbit, isn’t that a waste of food?”

Xu Huaisong almost choked: “Don’t talk nonsense.”

Ruan Yu was a little surprised when she heard Xu Huaisong sigh and say: “The wolf doesn’t have utensils with him.”

The shock from hearing “doesn’t have utensils” stayed with Ruan Yu till day break. Then she was woken up by the ringing of her doorbell.

She opened her eyes and semi-consciously pushed Xu Huaisong who was next to her: “Is that someone ringing the doorbell?”

Xu Huaisong moved a little, but couldn’t open his eyes, who knows how late he had stayed up. He frowned and said: “Hrm.”

Ruan Yu rubbed her eyes, pulled the covers off to get out of bed while saying: “Who could it be this early in the morning?”

Xu Huaisong in the end struggled to get up and stopped her: “I’ll go.”

He put on slippers and went out of the room. After checking through the peephole, he turned to call Ruan Yu: “The girl from the 15th floor.” He opened the door as he spoke.

Ruan Yu hurriedly came out to see Sun Miaohan standing outside the door with dark circles under her eyes. Sun Miaohan noticed that Ruan Yu and Xu Huaisong were bleary-eyed and apologetically nodded: “Sorry to bother you two.”

Ruan Yu shook her head and invited her to come in: “Have you decided about what to do?”

Last night Ruan Yu had asked Sun Miaohan whether she wanted to report it to the police, or keep staying at Global Filming, or leave there. Sun Miaohan said at the time that she needed time to think it over.

Sun Miaohan didn’t sit down after entering the apartment but spoke directly to Ruan Yu: “I’ve made up my mind, Jiejie. I didn’t suffer any actual harm so there’s no use reporting to the police.”

Ruan Yu took a look at Xu Huaisong.

He looked back at her and indicated that Sun Miaohan was right.

“Then what about afterwards?”

Sun Miaohan cast her eyes down: “I feel that I’m probably not suitable to stay in the entertainment business. I don’t plan to sign any contract with Global Filming and I’m not going to stay in Hang City either. I plan to go back to my hometown.”

Ruan Yu was quiet for a moment and looked like she felt sorry about her decision.

Sun Miaohan smiled: “Don’t feel sorry for me. A film published by that kind of person probably won’t earn a good reputation anyway. I’m probably better off not being in the film.”

Ruan Yu couldn’t quite understand what she meant: “Hrm?”

“Last night I heard Mr. Wei tell the director that he had hyped up the plagiarism incident for that ip. Later on, he plans to continue using the incident as a publicity stunt together with Li Shican.”

Ruan Yu was dumbfounded. What did it mean that Wei Jin had hyped up the plagiarism incident?

Ruan Yu blinked her eyes in a daze, then looked over at Xu Huaisong who also frowned after hearing it.

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.