Chapter 508 - 495: Doing It on Purpose
Hearing Jingjing force out an unwilling "thank you," the smile on Qin Yun’s lips grew even brighter. "As long as you like it. I specifically asked Yuanyuan to prepare it. I’m going to praise Yuanyuan when we’re back; she really is reliable."
Yuanyuan even cooperated by nodding along in delight. If the others didn’t already know Qin Yun was doing it on purpose, they might actually have believed what she said.
Strangely enough, this time Jingjing didn’t talk back, didn’t explode. She just lowered her head in grievance, looking utterly miserable.
Only, the humility in her tone was practically overflowing. "How could I possibly not like something you gave me."
Qin Yun frowned. The people behind her also walked in, each handing over the gifts they’d bought for Jingjing. Jingjing thanked them all very sincerely.
When it came to Pei Yan, Jingjing looked at him with open expectation.
But Pei Yan’s hands were empty. Noticing Jingjing’s gaze, he glanced at Qin Yun. "I’m with Qin Yun."
Jingjing’s face instantly sank.
Jealousy and madness spilled from her eyes. She "inadvertently" swept a look toward the corner of the ward, then let out a gloomy little laugh.
"It’s perfectly normal that Mr. Pei isn’t good at picking gifts. I’ve been a fan of him for so many years, and I’ve never heard of him gifting anything to any girl. For you to have Teacher Qin choose a present for you means you really trust her, right? And the gift Teacher Qin picked is... quite special."
She spoke haltingly, seething but not daring to show it, the very picture of an oppressed little wife.
Hearing that, Qin Yun immediately frowned. She did not believe this Jingjing was suddenly so easy to talk to.
Besides, hadn’t they already torn their faces off back at the villa? How was she still this calm now?
Right then, she noticed Jingjing’s gaze kept "casually" drifting toward the corner of the ward. Following that line of sight, she saw, behind the curtain, a faint red light blinking.
She set up a camera?
So this weak act was on purpose?!
She knew that since she was injured, the production team would definitely come visit, so she made preparations in advance?
Qin Yun frowned. This Jingjing might look soft and delicate, but her tricks were endless.
And disgusting.
Just as she was thinking that, Little A’s voice rang out in her mind. "Your Highness, you still haven’t completed your mission."
Qin Yun paused. "I almost forgot."
Little A’s flat tone delivered brutal truth. "Your Highness, your memory’s been a bit off lately."
Qin Yun snorted. "If you dislike me that much, why don’t you go find a new host?"
Little A instantly fell silent, dropping that topic and switching to a dutiful reminder. "You don’t have many filming days left. If you still don’t finish the mission, it will be considered a failure. Failure means deducting points."
Deduct points?
No way.
A glint flashed in Qin Yun’s eyes as she shook her head at Jingjing. "You’re wrong about one thing. Mr. Pei isn’t clueless about romance at all. Mr. Pei is a rare, perfect man. If he dotes on someone, he can be meticulous to the extreme."
Jingjing froze. "What did you say?"
"I said Mr. Pei is an extremely meticulous, perfect man." Qin Yun smiled as she moved closer to Jingjing, bending down in a considerate gesture to murmur by her ear. "Only I know how good Mr. Pei really is."
"Do you want to know why he gave a gift together with me? Want to know why he won’t come near you but is willing to buy me food, go in and out with me? Want to know what stupid thing you actually did?"
Qin Yun’s voice was low, only the two of them could hear it. The others were curious, but it wasn’t appropriate to lean in too close.
All they saw was Jingjing’s expression suddenly twisting, then her hand shoot up in fury, swinging hard toward Qin Yun’s face.
"What kind of bitchy nonsense are you spouting??!! Mr. Pei isn’t that kind of person!"
Jingjing shrieked hysterically, her eyes practically murderous. The gentle softness she usually showed vanished without a trace, replaced by a viciousness no one recognized.
That slap came with a whoosh of wind. If it landed, Qin Yun’s face would definitely be hurt!
"Careful!"
Someone cried out. Someone tried to rush over to stop it. Pei Yan was the closest to Qin Yun; the moment Jingjing’s hand flew up, his face changed and he lunged forward, ready to shield her.
But in full view of everyone, Qin Yun not only dodged Jingjing’s slap with ease, she even raised her own hand and slapped Jingjing right back.
"Smack—"
The crisp sound echoed through the whole room.
Qin Yun’s slap landed hard on Jingjing’s face. Jingjing’s deathly pale cheeks instantly flushed red, and her face visibly swelled.
Clutching her throbbing cheek in disbelief, Jingjing stammered, "H-how... how is that possible?"
"Unfortunately for you, I’ve got decent reflexes." Qin Yun let out a cold laugh. "That’s the price for calling me a bitch."
Jingjing covered her face, the madness in her eyes deepening. "You dare hit me?"
Qin Yun calmly blew on her freshly done nails, looking down at Jingjing. "Why wouldn’t I dare? Since your parents clearly didn’t teach you how to talk to people outside, I can only help them educate you on what basic manners are."
Under her gaze, Jingjing’s whole body stiffened. An oppressive aura came crashing down from above, making it hard for her to breathe.
No, this wasn’t how it was supposed to go.
Unwillingly, she glanced toward the phone in the corner.
She was still live. She needed everyone to see how vicious Qin Yun really was.
Qin Yun was absolutely not worthy of Pei Yan!
"My parents..."
Qin Yun slapped a hand to her forehead as if just realizing something. "Oh, I’m really sorry. I actually mentioned your parents in front of you. Your family situation is special; you probably never had a father to teach you to be upright and aboveboard. That’s on me. I apologize."
"And your mother probably didn’t have time to teach you either. All her attention must’ve been on your father. After all, she had to scheme and fight with the lawful wife—where would she find the energy to worry about you?"
Qin Yun apologized in apparent remorse, eyes full of sincerity—something Jingjing’s performance could never match.
No one could tell she was doing it on purpose.
What shocked everyone was Jingjing’s background.
"Jingjing’s actually an illegitimate daughter?"
"Her persona has always been that of a rich second-gen heiress. That’s why everyone’s been so polite to her."
"It’s not like there weren’t clues. Remember how she complained about a ten-thousand-plus ticket being too expensive? You could already tell she wasn’t living that well."
"But... how did Sister Yun know?"
Everyone was stunned, happily eating melon seeds as they watched. Hearing their discussion, Jingjing’s vision went dark; she nearly collapsed right off the bed.
She shrilled back, "You’re lying!"
She even tried to jump off the bed, but her leg was injured and she couldn’t move it at all, which made her look especially ridiculous.
She wanted to stop Qin Yun from saying anything more unpredictable, but Qin Yun quickly stepped back. No matter how she reached, she couldn’t touch her.
Jingjing grew so anxious she burst into tears. "Qin Yun, I know you don’t like me, but you don’t have to slander me like this. Yes, I like Mr. Pei, but that’s my business. For you to attack me over it—isn’t that going too far?"