CHAPTER 138

After Tang Ruoyao walked out, she raised her hand and slapped herself hard, tears streaming down her face.

She hastily wiped the tears off her face and rushed a few steps to Guan Han's door, starting to knock.

"Guan Han! Sister Guan Han!"

Her knuckles forcefully hit the hard wooden door, causing the back of her hand to turn red. Tang Ruoyao pressed her ear against the door, but there was no response.

Guan Han was not in the room!

Tang Ruoyao's heart was in chaos, images of Qin Yinong's bloody hand and teary eyes flashed through her mind. Her tears became more and more fierce, blurring her vision. She roughly wiped her face with her arm, the fabric not as effective as her palm, resulting in half of her face turning red.

She immediately took out her phone from her pocket and called Guan Han.

.....

After disabling the surveillance camera in the corridor, Guan Han felt relieved and went downstairs.

Although she was Qin Yinong's personal assistant, available 24/7, she also occasionally wanted some relaxation time. Besides, what could happen to her CP's confession? Qin Yinong even put on the ring, who knows, maybe she would wear it on her ring finger tomorrow. She anticipated that tonight would be a long and beautiful night for Qin Yinong and Tang Ruoyao. She expected to receive instructions tomorrow morning, or maybe even later, the day after tomorrow?

Guan Han was alone in the descending elevator, wearing a content smile.

She composed herself before the elevator doors opened, returning to her calm and expressionless demeanor, and reentered the banquet hall.

The atmosphere in the banquet hall was lively, as the celebration feast was going well. Many people had been drinking and were getting more relaxed. Guan Han avoided a crew member performing as an ostrich in the center of the hall and went to get a piece of cake, sitting in a corner and leisurely eating with a small fork, observing the various states of life.

As an excellent and versatile assistant, how could she not be observant? She was not just a personal assistant, she handled many things for Qin Yinong that he couldn't personally attend to. Dealing with different people, from high-ranking officials to ordinary individuals, she was adept at it, relying on her accumulated experience.

An assistant couldn't stay as one forever, sooner or later, they had to find another path. It was said that many celebrity assistants would use the connections they made during their time as assistants to become managers. Guan Han currently didn't have such plans, but she needed to be fully prepared.

Someone else who was doing the exact same thing as her at the moment was Fu Yujun. Fu Yujun did it purely out of interest, and that interest had developed into a habit.

There was an additional person in the banquet hall, and she noticed it immediately.

Guan Han only saw her later.

The two naturally made eye contact. Fu Yujun politely smiled, and Guan Han nodded slightly, avoiding eye contact.

A strange feeling flashed through Guan Han's heart. Shortly after, she glanced at the other person again. This time, Fu Yujun accurately caught her gaze, nodded, and the smile on the corner of her lips deepened.

Guan Han: "..." What the heck?

Well, she chose to ignore the weird conversation happening in this comedy group.

Wen Shuxian lightly nudged Fu Yujun's arm with her elbow, saying, "What are you doing? The poison is here, run!"

Fu Yujun: "Huh?"

Wen Shuxian took off one side of her headphones and said, "The poison is here, run. Why are you just standing there?"

Fu Yujun responded with an "Oh" and lowered her head, controlling the game character on her phone screen to run into the safe zone.

That's right, the three of them in Room 405 were teaming up to play a battle Royale game. Wen Shuxian was leading the group, as she was the most enthusiastic gamer among them. She was always busy, and playing games was her way to relax.

Tang Ruoyao had just gone upstairs to confess, and Fu Yujun was as nervous as if she were confessing herself. So, she suggested playing the game.

Wen Shuxian was impulsive and talkative. She was killed midway through the game, and Cui Jiaran scolded her before getting eliminated herself. Fu Yujun remained calm and composed until the end.

The victory screen appeared on the screen, and the two winners high-fived in excitement, as if they were the biggest contributors.

Fu Yujun found it amusing.

Wen Shuxian looked up at the door and saw that Tang Ruoyao hadn't returned yet. She said, "Another round?"

Cui Jiaran said, "Quick, quick, quick!"

But Fu Yujun said, "Wait a minute."

Wen Shuxian asked, "Wait for what?"

"I'm going to call someone and see if she wants to join us." Fu Yujun stood up and walked in a certain direction.

After Wen Shuxian and Cui Jiaran saw where she was heading, their jaws almost dropped in shock: "!!!"

Isn't that Qin Yinong's personal assistant with the icy expression? Is she out of her mind?!

Fu Yujun, on the other hand, valued her life and wanted to live well. She wasn't as afraid of Guan Han as everyone else, and she believed that building a good relationship with Guan Han would be beneficial, whether from Guan Han's position as Qin Yinong's personal assistant or from Qin Yinong and Tang Ruoyao's relationship.

She went after weighing her options, not recklessly wanting to form a four-person team.

Guan Han put the fork into the disposable paper plate without expression and looked up.

Fu Yujun raised her phone with the game interface and smiled warmly, "We're playing a battle Royale game, want to team up and play? We need one more person."

Guan Han: "..."

She coldly refused, "No need, thanks." She was already bad at the game and quietly embarrassing herself, and now it would be in front of Tang Ruoyao's roommate.

Fu Yujun: "I'll carry you."

A barely noticeable knot formed on Guan Han's brows. Did she know she was bad?

Fu Yujun raised her lips in a light smile, innocent and harmless, making people involuntarily feel a sense of closeness. "We played together last year, don't you remember?"

Guan Han showed understanding.

Wen Shuxian and Cui Jiaran sat upright with headphones on, who could have imagined that Fu Yujun actually brought back that icy-faced person. The icy-faced person appeared cold but was actually quite polite, and after coming over, introduced herself as surnamed Guan.

Wen Shuxian and Cui Jiaran: "Hello, Assistant Guan." They didn't dare to breathe a word.

Guan Han had given her account to Qin Yinong before, and now she had a new account with the ID "Guan Duofa."

A hint of a smile appeared in Fu Yujun's eyes.

Guan Maofa, Guan Duofa, she was quite persistent. She glanced at Guan Han's forehead, noticing that her hairline was low and she had a lot of hair.

Wen Shuxian had long forgotten about "Guan Maofa" as a person, and she was momentarily puzzled by "Guan Duofa," but she didn't dare to ask what it meant. She thought it might mean "having more wealth," but then why not call it "Duo Cai" [多財, meaning "much wealth"]?

Wen Shuxian said, "I'll start."

Guan Han's heart raced, and she tried hard not to let herself fall flat, but she still "bravely" died when there were 98 remaining players, facing the first enemy.

Although she didn't show it on her face, she still felt embarrassed inside, so she secretly observed the other three.

Only Wen Shuxian angrily tapped the screen with force, even if there was no enemy in front of her, she said, "Damn, how did you die? Wait for me, I'll avenge you!"

Cui Jiaran teased her, "Take care of yourself, blowing your own trumpet."

Wen Shuxian hummed, "How can you call it bragging? It's called having a strong sense of justice."

Cui Jiaran replied calmly, "Come on, don't you have any sense of your own skill level?"

Wen Shuxian exclaimed, "Just you wait! I'll definitely win this round!"

Cui Jiaran remained composed and said, "Hmm, I'll wait. I'll wait for Laofu to personally take me to victory."

The atmosphere on-site was even more lively, with a blend of reality and surround sound in the headphones.

Guan Han raised an eyebrow.

Laofu?

Fu Yujun glanced at her at that moment, her eyes devoid of a smile, her expression serious, as she briefly asked, "Coordinates."

Fu Yujun was from Jiangnan, with a melon seed face, willow eyebrows, and almond-shaped eyes. Her fair skin made her beautiful without being aggressive, but she wasn't the type that evoked a protective instinct with her gentle and weak appearance. Instead, she exuded a calm and reliable aura, especially with the dignified and square look between her eyebrows and eyes, which allowed her to walk steadily on the path of the entertainment industry. She could play the innocent white rabbit in the early stages and the cunning villain in the later stages. The supporting role of Xi Fei in last year's hit drama "Da Tang" gained her recognition in the entertainment industry, and this year she starred in a drama that received good reviews and ratings, showing great promise for her future.

The lip color she usually chose was also on the milder side, a rosy bean paste shade that accentuated her lip line. They had eaten dinner, but her lip makeup was still perfect, indicating that she had touched it up later.

Guan Han didn't know why she stared at the other person's tightly closed red lips for a moment and didn't hear what she said.

"What did you say?" Guan Han brought her gaze back, her voice carrying a barely noticeable tension.

"Coordinates," Fu Yujun repeated, "Where did you die?"

Guan Han looked at the top right corner of the screen and gave her the coordinates.

Fu Yujun didn't say anything, she lowered her head again and skillfully controlled her game character to run in a certain direction.

Guan Han watched in a spectator mode and curiously switched to Fu Yujun's perspective.

Fu Yujun went straight to the coordinates she had given, and when a player is killed in the game, the ID of the killer is displayed. Guan Han died too quickly and didn't remember the person's full name, but she recalled that the name had something to do with a "Corgi."

System scrolling message: [Beautiful and wild person has killed Little Little Little Corgi X]

Guan Han suddenly looked up and glanced at the young woman who was calm as water.

Previously, she only saw her as beautiful, but now she saw her as wild. She plays games silently, but she's very skilled.

Wen Shuxian made a post-game comment, sitting far away from the coordinates, saying, "I was unexpectedly outrun by Lao Fu. Forget it, I'll help you seek revenge in the next round!"

Cui Jiaran naturally teased her.

Fu Yujun remained silent from start to finish. She had bad luck and encountered a squad after coming alone. The gunshot that killed "Little Little Little Corgi X" exposed her location, and she was surrounded and intercepted. After taking out two opponents, she unfortunately "died" as well.

Fu Yujun took off her headphones.

Guan Han whispered, "Thank you."

Fu Yujun softly replied, "You're welcome."

After that, Guan Han relaxed more. Regardless of her performance, the three of them didn't mind. They enjoyed the game itself more than the outcome. Wen Shuxian would undoubtedly boast about seeking revenge for her, and Cui Jiaran would undoubtedly argue with her. Fu Yujun would undoubtedly seek revenge for her.

In the third round, Guan Han died again. Before Fu Yujun could speak, she voluntarily shared her coordinates.

Guan Han switched to Fu Yujun's perspective, admiring her gallant charge. Why was she so bad at playing games herself? Why was there such a big difference between people?

Guan Han pondered while her other phone in her bag started vibrating.

She put down the game and looked at the incoming call display.

Tang Ruoyao.

All of her roommates were in front of her. Guan Han took two steps away and answered, "Miss Tang."

Fu Yujun perked up her ears, took off one side of her headphones, and listened intently.

Tang Ruoyao's voice sounded panicked and disoriented, with a nasal tone that seemed like she was crying.

"Sister Guan Han, where are you?"

Guan Han's eyelids twitched, and she quickly walked out, taking long strides. "In the banquet hall downstairs. What's wrong? Did something happen to Qin Jie?"

"She cut herself in the room and there's a lot of blood."

"I'm coming right away!"

Guan Han made a quick decision and hurried out.

Fu Yujun patted the arms of her two roommates who were deeply engrossed in the game, her expression becoming serious. She said, "It seems like something happened to Tang Tang. Let's go up and have a look too."

Guan Han was waiting for the elevator, watching the three people who appeared one after another in front of her.

She looked at Fu Yujun with a puzzled expression. Among the three, she undoubtedly had the most weight in her words.

Fu Yujun calmly said, "We booked a room on the same floor as Tang Tang."

Guan Han: "..."

The hotel wasn't hers alone, and whether it was true or not, she couldn't stop a few people from taking the elevator.

So all four of them got on the elevator.

Guan Han rushed out before the doors fully opened. Fu Yujun and the other two exchanged glances, all feeling a sense of unease, and hurriedly followed.

"Sister Guan Han!" Tang Ruoyao couldn't even be bothered to wipe her face, taking a big step forward. "Hurry in and help her!"

Guan Han first glanced at Tang Ruoyao, her eyes filled with disbelief. Tang Ruoyao was crying, her long hair disheveled, and her expression in disarray. Not to mention the clear finger marks on her cheek.

Then Guan Han's spirit seemed to completely collapse. Especially when she subconsciously followed her up when she raised her hand to knock on the door, but when she turned back and realized something, she suddenly took a step back and stood there meekly.

It reminded Guan Han of the initial Tang Ruoyao, not the Miss Yao she had known in recent years, but the girl who was timid and on the edge when Qin Yinong had just saved her from the jaws of danger.

How did she become like this?

Did Qin Yinong reject her? What's with the finger marks on her face? Did Qin Yinong hit her?

"Who is it?" a voice came from inside, cold and devoid of warmth.

Tang Ruoyao's tears welled up again, her head hanging lower.

Wen Shuxian's eyes turned red, rolling up her sleeves, ready to step forward and pull Tang Ruoyao, seeking justice for her! Even if it was Qin Yinong, today, even if it was the Great Emperor himself bullying Tang Ruoyao, she would turn the heavens upside down!

But Fu Yujun stretched out her arm to stop her, her gaze stern, and mouthed, "Don't move."

Guan Han looked at Tang Ruoyao's red-rimmed eyes and spoke to the person inside the room, "It's me."

Qin Yinong: "Come in."

Guan Han used her room card to open the door and entered. Tang Ruoyao quickly lifted her gaze to take a glimpse inside, but her line of sight was blocked, and she couldn't even see a silhouette. But she kept staring, looking inside.

The door closed in front of her.

Qin Yinong raised her eyelids and looked at her assistant, who was rummaging through the medicine box. She forced a smile and said, "I was just about to call you, and here you are." She rested her right hand, wrapped in a towel, on the coffee table and casually said, "I accidentally broke another cup. Come and help me deal with it."

Accidentally?

Guan Han revealed a cold smile, showing her audacity.

Qin Yinong thought to herself: Sigh. I have to coax her again.

She decided to play the victim card, but before she could act pitiful, Guan Han, with a mocking tone, said, "Miss Yao asked me to come." It seemed that their 'couple' relationship didn't work out, and Qin Yinong was once again self-deprecating, while Guan Han's anger was about to explode.

Qin Yinong's expression momentarily blanked for a few seconds, speechless. After a while, she responded emotionlessly, "Oh."

Guan Han placed the medicine box on the coffee table and began to unwrap the towel for her, saying coldly, "She cried so miserably, almost rivaling the breakup scene she filmed that day. There's a fingerprint on her face. Did you hit her?"

"I didn't." Qin Yinong immediately denied, pausing for a few seconds, she asked, "Is it serious?"

Guan Han recalled and said, "It's quite serious. She went all out."

Tang Ruoyao had fair skin, and everything showed up easily on her face.

Qin Yinong fell silent.

Guan Han finished unwrapping the towel and saw her palm, which was stained with blood and unrecognizable. Her temples throbbed, and she called out her name, "Qin Yinong!"

Under Guan Han's gaze, filled with anger, Qin Yinong lowered her head in shame.

Guan Han was furious, but she still had to carefully treat her wound. She used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to clean the blood bit by bit, and then used tweezers to pick out the glass shards embedded inside.

Suddenly, Guan Han said, "It's better to go to the hospital." The wound was too deep, and blood was still oozing out. It seemed that she had clenched her fist forcefully, causing the fragments to embed into her flesh. There were even more smaller shards, and only a professional doctor could ensure a complete recovery.

Qin Yinong responded quickly, saying, "Let's go to the hospital now."

Guan Han was surprised.

This wasn't Qin Yinong's usual character. So, under her puzzled gaze, Qin Yinong reluctantly explained, "I just spat out blood, and now I feel pain everywhere, like fire is burning..."

Guan Han: "!!!!"

Qin Yinong's cold sweat poured down like rain, her face extremely pale. She pressed her left hand against her stomach and said, "I drank a lot of alcohol earlier, and I feel like I'm having a stomach bleeding. Maybe I'm already bleeding. It hurts. I'm not sure which dirty organ that mouthful of blood came from."

Guan Han, furious, thought to herself: How is she even able to feel that?

This time, Qin Yinong realized the importance of cherishing life and weakly said, "Anyway, please take me to the hospital quickly."

Guan Han gave her a sharp glance and called the driver to prepare the car.

She quickly and simply bandaged Qin Yinong's palm with a bandage, not too tightly, so it could be removed at the hospital later. Then she looked at the robe she was wearing and took a new set of clothes from the wardrobe, worrying as she asked, "Can you dress yourself?"

Qin Yinong nodded.

Guan Han said, "I'll wait for you outside. Call me when you're ready." She almost reached the door, then turned back and earnestly reminded her, "Don't faint. I'll remind you every minute, remember to answer me."

Qin Yinong murmured in response.

Guan Han opened the door, immediately closed it again, walked back, her expression serious, and said, "Miss Yao is at the door."

Qin Yinong lowered her eyelids, standing at the boundary between shadow and light, unable to see her expression, and said coldly, "Send her away, I don't want to see her."

Guan Han complied.

......

Wen Shuxian was going crazy.

As soon as Guan Han left, she waved away Fu Yujun's arm blocking her and rushed forward, pulling Tang Ruoyao's arm and gently wiping away the tears on her face with a tissue. Her eyes were red as she asked, "What happened? Who did this?"

Tang Ruoyao stared blankly, fixed on that door, unmoving, allowing herself to be manipulated.

In their dormitory, Tang Ruoyao had always been the most composed, clean, and sensible. She had never lost control over anything. It was unimaginable for her to have such a disheveled and lost day.

Wen Shuxian felt like her heart was being crushed, unrelated to love, but the impact she received from the scene before her was too great.

She couldn't bear it!

"Is it Qin Yinong?" Wen Shuxian squeezed these words out from between her teeth.

Tang Ruoyao seemed to suddenly be awakened by a stern warning. She grabbed Wen Shuxian's wrist, stopping her from approaching, and instinctively retorted in a hoarse voice, "No, it's me."

Tang Ruoyao looked pained and blamed herself, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't speak due to sobbing.

"Don't ask anymore." Fu Yujun pulled Wen Shuxian away and pushed her into Cui Jia's arms, whispering, "Take care of her. It's best not to let her speak."

"Okay." Cui Jiaran quickly embraced the irritable Wen Shuxian and used one hand to cover her mouth.

Fu Yujun stood silently by Tang Ruoyao's side and quietly handed her a pack of tissues.

"Don't wipe with your hands or sleeves. It's easy to get infected and damage the skin."

Tang Ruoyao hoarsely replied, "Thank you."

Fu Yujun asked, "Do you want to go back to the room and rest for a while?"

Tang Ruoyao stubbornly shook her head.

She wanted to stay here, even though her mind was in chaos at the moment. She was completely overwhelmed by Qin Yinong's consecutive questioning and couldn't think straight. She didn't even know what to say to Qin Yinong. But she had to stay here, without any reason.

Fu Yujun sighed and began checking the surveillance cameras in the corridor.

If this video were to be leaked, who knows how many versions of a melodramatic story would appear online. But after carefully observing the cameras above, she found that they were surprisingly broken.

"Do you live across the hall?" Fu Yujun started to divert Tang Ruoyao's attention.

"Yes."

"Has the camera always been broken?"

"No, it just broke today." Tang Ruoyao sniffled.

"We booked the rooms in this hotel, downstairs."

"Then why don't you go back and rest?"

"Or I can stay with you for a while."

Through their questions and answers, Tang Ruoyao's spirits gradually recovered. She no longer trembled while crying and gradually became calm.

However, she still stood at the door, her gaze fixed on that tightly closed room.

The door opened from the inside, and when Tang Ruoyao saw the person's face, she took a step back and whispered, "Sister Guan Han."

Guan Han was surprised to see her and slammed the door shut again.

When she came out again, her eyes were cold, and her voice was calm. She said, "Qin Jie wants you to leave."

Tang Ruoyao's already pale face became even worse, showing a look of being deeply affected.

Unexpectedly, Wen Shuxian broke free from Cui Jia's restraint, rushed forward in a sudden move, intending to capture the underlings beneath her! However, Guan Han easily countered her move, and with a light action, she let out a painful scream, "Ouch, it hurts!"

Fu Yujun sternly spoke up, "Miss Guan."

Guan Han let go.

Fu Yujun rescued the teary-eyed Wen Shuxian, who was in pain. She cast a sideways glance at her and personally escorted her, fearing that she might cause trouble.

Tang Ruoyao felt desolate in her heart. She swallowed the bitter taste that rose to the back of her tongue. Her amber-colored eyes were filled with sadness. She didn't approach, but spoke hoarsely, "Can you help me deliver a message?"

Guan Han nodded silently.

Tang Ruoyao said, "I didn't want to give up on her just like that. I just need time. This is not an excuse. No matter how she treats me in the future, it's the price I have to pay for what I did today. I have no complaints."

She bowed deeply, bending down to ninety degrees.

"Please."

She remained in that position for a long time.

Guan Han's eyes welled up with a sense of sourness. She personally helped Tang Ruoyao up and said in an unusually gentle tone, "I will relay the message." She continued, "Go back to your room and rest. Only when you're well-rested will you have the strength to handle things."

"Thank you." Tang Ruoyao bowed to her again, lowering her head.

Guan Han couldn't bear it and turned away directly.

......

Qin Yinong changed her clothes and her gaze shifted from the gift bag beside the sofa—the birthday present Tang Ruoyao had given her. She asked calmly, "Did she leave?"

Guan Han looked through the peephole and saw that the four people had entered the room opposite. She replied, "Yes, she left."

"Then let's go too." Qin Yinong's lips had turned pale due to excessive blood loss. As soon as she took a step, her body swayed unsteadily, and she reached out to support herself against the nearby wall.

"Are you coming back?"

"No, I won't be back. Come later to pack your things. We'll return to Beijing tomorrow."

Guan Han didn't bother asking if Tang Ruoyao needed to be informed of such nonsense. She picked up the coat draped over the sofa and put it on Qin Yinong. She circled her shoulders and supported her as they slowly walked out, with Qin Yinong taking shallow steps.

Qin Yinong looked back at the gift bag, pursing her lips.

The car was parked downstairs at the hotel. With Guan Han's help, Qin Yinong laboriously got into the car. She couldn't even stand properly before a dizzy spell struck, and she lost consciousness.

Her fingertips, which had been clutching her own sleeve, suddenly let go. Guan Han hurriedly caught Qin Yinong's falling body and settled her into the seat.

"Drive! To the hospital! Hurry!"

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