Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

"Yeah, what's wrong? Is it weird?" Lin Qingyun asked innocently.

Zhao Dong was truly stunned. He had seen the woman sitting inside on TV countless times.

She was none other than Yang Sixue—one of the hottest A-list actresses in all of Huaxia!

Yang Sixue not only had a great singing voice and had held many concerts, but she had also starred in dozens of movies. In the Huaxia entertainment industry, she was a diva, the best of the best!

With her stunning looks, gentle personality, and a smile that could melt a man's heart, Yang Sixue was a true heartbreaker, once dubbed the "Nation's Little Sister."

Zhao Dong had never expected that Yang Sixue was Lin Qingyun's best friend!

Lin Qingyun chuckled beside him. "You're not feeling shy now, are you?"

Zhao Dong coughed. "How could I be? There's nothing for me to be shy about."

"Then come with me."

Lin Qingyun pulled Zhao Dong deeper into the bar.

Yang Sixue appeared to have had quite a bit to drink. Her beautiful face was flushed, complete with a delicate, pointed chin and tender, cherry-red lips. Her eyes held a mesmerizing allure, somewhere between drunk and sober.

She was propping her cheek with her hand, resting on the table and spacing out, taking intermittent sips of her drink.

Her eyes flickered. When she saw Lin Qingyun, a smile immediately bloomed on her face.

"Qingyun, come over and sit down!"

Lin Qingyun smiled helplessly, leading Zhao Dong over and taking a seat opposite her.

Seeing the empty bottles on the table, Lin Qingyun frowned slightly. "Why have you had so much to drink? You should slow down."

A look of desolation crossed Yang Sixue's face. She gulped down another drink, her eyes turning red as she said, "Qingyun, we broke up... That bastard, that scumbag! He cheated on me, sucking up to some other woman behind my back!"

Lin Qingyun pondered for a moment before saying, "If you broke up, you broke up. A man like that is no good anyway. He's not worth your tears."

"But... but I gave him my heart!" she cried, her voice breaking. "That bastard! I had so many rich, handsome men to choose from, and I picked him! In the end, he's the one who dumped me. I'm never believing in love again!"

Yang Sixue downed another glass of wine, not even sparing Zhao Dong a glance.

Zhao Dong didn't mind being ignored, but seeing Yang Sixue so heartbroken left him stunned.

This was the reigning diva of the entertainment world, after all! A peerless beauty who had made the list of the Top 100 Most Beautiful Faces in Asia. Zhao Dong was certain her face could outshine eighty or ninety percent of the female stars in the industry. She was undoubtedly at the very top. And yet, a goddess like her had been dumped? What kind of man could possibly dump a goddess like Yang Sixue?

He listened silently without speaking. Soon, Yang Sixue turned to Lin Qingyun and said, "By the way, Qingyun, didn't you say you have a boyfriend? I told you to bring him so I could meet him. Why didn't you?"

Lin Qingyun smiled helplessly. "I did bring him."

"Where is he?"

Yang Sixue looked around curiously, her gaze still passing right over Zhao Dong.

Looking helpless, Lin Qingyun pointed at Zhao Dong. "There. That's him."

Yang Sixue's gaze settled on Zhao Dong. She stood up and scrutinized him from head to toe, her mouth twitching.

She turned back to Lin Qingyun. "Qingyun... this guy is your boyfriend?"

Lin Qingyun wrung her small hands. "Yes... Is something wrong?"

"Are you sure? I thought he was a waiter this whole time, and now you're telling me he's your boyfriend?"

Zhao Dong's lip twitched. "Do I really look that much like a waiter?"

Yang Sixue burst out laughing. A chortle escaped her lips before she seemed to realize her rudeness. Covering her mouth, she looked at Lin Qingyun, half-crying, half-laughing as she said, "Qingyun, are you really not joking with me?"

Lin Qingyun shook her head. "I'm not joking. Why, doesn't he look like my boyfriend?"

"I always assumed your boyfriend would be some princeling or a rich heir, or at least some brilliant young talent—the kind of person you read about in the papers. This guy... I've never even seen him before."

Lin Qingyun lowered her gaze, biting her lip. "He's a veteran."

Yang Sixue's face filled with disbelief. "You're dating a veteran? Qingyun, have you lost your mind? You could have any man you want. Why would you end up with him?"

Lin Qingyun was silent for a moment before saying, "Sixue, sometimes status isn't that important. Why does it matter where someone comes from when two people are together?"

Ignoring Lin Qingyun, Yang Sixue looked at Zhao Dong, her eyes suddenly turning cold.

"What's your name?"

"Zhao Dong."

"A veteran?"

"Yes."

"What do your parents do?"

"My parents are laborers."

Yang Sixue's pretty mouth twitched slightly again. "So you're just an ordinary person?"

Zhao Dong said flatly, "What else? Miss Yang, do you have a problem with ordinary people?"

Yang Sixue shook her head. "I have no problem with them. I just think you aren't right for Qingyun. You two should break up. I don't approve of this relationship."

The moment she said it, the expressions on both Lin Qingyun's and Zhao Dong's faces shifted.

Lin Qingyun frowned. "Sixue, what are you talking about?"

Yang Sixue shook her head. "Qingyun, trust me. I'm doing this for your own good."

"I really couldn't tell," Zhao Dong sneered, looking at Yang Sixue with narrowed eyes.

Yang Sixue was startled. "Couldn't tell what?"

"I grew up watching your TV shows and movies. On screen, you're a goddess—gentle, beautiful, and completely lovable. Everyone says you're a good person, that your public image is perfect. I never expected you to have such a snobbish, ugly habit of looking down on the poor and fawning over the rich. I guess I really misjudged you. Disgusting."

Yang Sixue's face flushed beet red, her ample chest heaving up and down with fury.

Finally, unable to contain her rage, she snatched up her glass and flung the wine straight into Zhao Dong's face!

Zhao Dong didn't dodge and was instantly doused!

Lin Qingyun cried out from the side, "Sixue, what are you doing!"

Yang Sixue said coldly to Zhao Dong, "First, I don't look down on the poor and fawn over the rich! Second, you have no right to call me disgusting! Third, I am doing this for Qingyun's good! An ordinary person like you might look honest on the surface, but you're probably full of schemes inside!"

Lin Qingyun said sternly from the side, "That's enough, Sixue!"

Ignoring her, Yang Sixue stared at Zhao Dong with ice in her voice. "I'm warning you, you're not good enough for Qingyun. You have no money and no influence; you can't help her career at all. Being with you will only drag her down! A single one of her handbags costs more than you'd make in years, even if you didn't eat or drink. Do you really think you're worthy of her?"

"That's none of your damn business!" Zhao Dong shot back.

"You—you're just a clown! You dare talk to me like that?" Yang Sixue fumed, a mix of embarrassment and anger on her face.

Zhao Dong laughed coldly. "If I'm a clown, you're even beneath that. At least I have someone who wants me. And you? The guy you were with would rather be with a woman who isn't half as good as you. How pathetic can a person get?"

"Bastard! You bastard!"

Yang Sixue lost her composure completely. She grabbed a wine glass and hurled it at Zhao Dong, but he dodged, and it smashed against the floor.

She burst into tears, her beautiful face streaked with them. It was clear Zhao Dong's words had hit their mark.

Lin Qingyun shot Zhao Dong a glare and whispered, "She's already this upset. Why do you have to provoke her?"

Zhao Dong jutted his chin out. "She started it. I actually had a pretty good impression of her before this."

Lin Qingyun sighed helplessly as Yang Sixue lifted her tear-stained face. Without a word, she grabbed a bottle of imported liquor and began chugging it straight from the bottle.

Soon, half the bottle was gone. Zhao Dong felt a jolt of alarm.

She's insane. Drinking like that, of course she's going to get wasted!

Sure enough, after she had gulped down over half the bottle, Yang Sixue's gaze grew hazy, and an unhealthy flush crept over her face as she began to mumble nonsense.

Lin Qingyun's phone rang. She answered, and after a moment, her brow furrowed.

"I understand. I'll be right there!"

After hanging up, she hurriedly turned to Yang Sixue. "Sixue, you've had too much to drink. Let me take you home!"

Yang Sixue immediately shook her head. "No! I want to keep drinking! If... if you have something to do, just go! I'm fine!"

Lin Qingyun said anxiously, "Stop messing around. I have an emergency. I can't leave you here drinking by yourself. Come with me!"

"I'm not going! If you have to go... you go by yourself!"

Lin Qingyun stamped her foot, her face a mask of frustration and urgency. She looked at Zhao Dong and said abruptly, "Zhao Dong, you have to watch her for me! I have an emergency at the company that I need to handle right now. You absolutely have to keep an eye on her, understand?"

Zhao Dong scratched his head. "Alright, go handle your business. I'll watch her."

Relieved, Lin Qingyun hurried away.

Yang Sixue glanced at Zhao Dong, perhaps because her mind was hazy, and murmured, "Zhao Dong... drink with me."

"I'm not drinking. You should drink less."

"I don't want to... I'm gonna drink!"

With a sigh of resignation, Zhao Dong walked over to Yang Sixue and snatched the bottle from her hand.

But Yang Sixue suddenly grabbed his hand, fighting to keep him from taking the bottle away.

Their posture was suddenly rather intimate.

Just then, a man and a woman walked into the bar!

The man saw them and said coldly, "Yang Sixue, you damn bitch!"

Yang Sixue looked up, her face a mask of disbelief. "What are you doing here?"

The newcomer was none other than Yang Sixue's ex-boyfriend—Cheng Haoyuan.