Chapter 445: Creditor
Zhao Dong immediately withdrew his hand, pulled the covers back over Mimi, and left the room. Although her fragrant, long legs had set him on fire, secretly touching her leg was his limit. He couldn't bring himself to do more while a woman was asleep.
Zhao Dong went downstairs to find Bingbing just getting up unsteadily from the couch.
"Take it slow," he said, rushing forward to support her just as she was about to fall.
"I'm fine... just going to the restroom. I'm okay... don't worry about me..." Bingbing pushed him away and tried to walk toward the first-floor restroom.
However, at this point, she was completely drunk. She only managed two steps before collapsing to the floor. With a helpless sigh, Zhao Dong hurried over to help her up.
Tipsy and embarrassed, Bingbing mumbled, "I... I don't think I can walk. Can you help me to the restroom?"
"Sure, I'll help you," Zhao Dong said, supporting her as they walked to the restroom.
He helped her inside and was about to leave, but Bingbing suddenly yanked him in with her. She then locked the door, walked over to the toilet, and started to undress right in front of him.
What the hell!
Zhao Dong was dumbfounded.
Yet Bingbing acted as if he wasn't there at all. She squinted, sat down, and began to use the toilet.
White... So white?
The corner of Zhao Dong's eye twitched.
How do I even describe this scene? This is insane!
For a moment, he actually forgot to look away.
But then, Bingbing suddenly opened her eyes and looked right at him.
"Do you like what you see?"
The unexpected question almost scared him out of his wits.
She isn't drunk?
Just as Zhao Dong was about to speak, Bingbing took off her short-sleeved top and tossed it aside. And she wasn't planning on stopping there. Staring straight at him, she actually put her fingers into her mouth. She sucked on them with an intensely seductive gaze, and the next moment, she stripped away her last remaining piece of clothing.
Zhao Dong was on the verge of a nosebleed. All evening, Bingbing had given him the impression of being shy and innocent. Who would have known? She was even bolder than Mimi.
Is this what they call a stark contrast? The more innocent the appearance, the wilder she is on the inside!?
At that moment, Bingbing slowly stood up, used some toilet paper to wipe herself dry, and walked right up to him. She grabbed his hand and gave a seductive smile.
"Zhao Dong, do you like it?"
Damn it! What kind of question is that?
Zhao Dong's mind cleared instantly. He shoved Bingbing away and said coldly, "Bingbing! You're a woman! And a celebrity at that! I always thought you were innocent, both on TV and in person! How can you have so little self-respect?"
Zhao Dong was at a loss for words. If it had been Mimi acting this way, he might have understood. After all, he had helped Mimi out of a bind, so it would make sense for her to be moved by his actions. But nothing of the sort had happened with Bingbing. For her to suddenly act this way... how could he accept it?
Pushed to the floor, Bingbing burst into tears, crying with such a sense of grievance that Zhao Dong was stunned.
Is this really necessary? I just said a few words about her lacking self-respect, and she's crying like this?
Just then, Bingbing abruptly stopped crying. She quickly fixed her clothes, went to the sink, and splashed water on her face. After taking a few deep breaths, she turned to Zhao Dong, her face full of embarrassment.
"I'm sorry... I didn't want to do that, but I... I really don't know what else to do."
"What do you mean?" Zhao Dong asked, frowning.
Has she run into some kind of trouble?
Bingbing gave a bitter smile and shook her head, her voice low. "Everyone thinks we celebrities live glamorous lives, with no shortage of good men chasing us. But out of all those men, how many are actually good?
"On TV, they call me a 'Pure Maiden,' but in real life, my heart has been shattered by a scumbag. That scumbag cheated on me, and in a rage, I said I would cheat on him too, but he... but he..." As she spoke, she started crying again. "He called me a spineless coward, all talk and no action. He said I'd never dare to cheat on him. Yes! I am an introverted, gutless coward! But I learned to do so many things I was afraid of for his sake. I was already trying to break out of my shell, so why does he still look down on me?"
Hearing this, Zhao Dong suddenly felt a pang of pity for her. He gently patted her on the back and said softly, "So, just now, you were using the alcohol to try and cheat on him once, to prove you're not a gutless coward?"
"Yes... If I hadn't been drinking, I would never have dared. I'm sorry... I didn't mean it. I'm really not a promiscuous woman, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Bingbing cried pitifully.
Zhao Dong didn't know how to comfort her, so he just sat with her in silence.
After a long while, they were both sitting on the living room sofa again. The shock of what had just happened had mostly sobered Bingbing up. Her face flushed with shame, and she couldn't meet Zhao Dong's eyes.
He saw me completely naked, and I even grabbed his hand... Bingbing was so ashamed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into. Fortunately, Zhao Dong acted as if nothing had happened, which made her feel a little better.
BEEP BEEP BEEP...
Just then, Bingbing's phone rang. A flash of panic crossed her face when she saw the caller ID. She quickly turned the volume down, answered the call, and held the phone to the ear farther away from Zhao Dong.
Bingbing didn't say anything. The voice on the other end was very quiet, but to a Cultivator like Zhao Dong, even the faintest whisper was perfectly clear.
"Li Bingbing! You've got some nerve! I'm warning you, you'd better pay up within three days, or I'll find some guys to have their way with you, you bitch!
"And after that, I'll chop you into eight pieces and dump you in the river to feed the fish! You'll die a miserable death!"
The man's curses were incredibly vile, and the color drained from Bingbing's face. Only after he had finished his tirade did Bingbing reply angrily, "I know. I'll pay you back!"
With that, she hung up abruptly.
She turned her head awkwardly, only to meet Zhao Dong's cold, staring eyes. Bingbing's heart skipped a beat.
Did he hear that?
Zhao Dong frowned. "Who was that? Why do you owe them money?"
"You really heard that?" Bingbing was stunned.
The phone's volume was so low even I could barely hear it. How did he hear?
But she didn't have time to dwell on that. Facing Zhao Dong's stern gaze, she found she couldn't resist, stammering, "It's... because of gambling..."