Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

Chapter 48: I Enjoy Beating Uglies

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At the moment, Ji Weixi felt chills all over as she became one of the most hated people in existence.

In fact, there were netizens who dug out her Weibo account which she had abandoned centuries ago, leaving appalling comments on it.

In turn, Li Shaoling became labeled an innocent. Fans of his sizzling looks all claimed that it must have been Ji Weixi who led him astray, that Li Shaoling’s hands were clean regarding the matter.

There really was no winning with those people.

***

After a while of tossing and turning, Ji Jiayu fell asleep.

While Ji Weixi put a blanket over the little one, Tian Miaomiao quietly snarled, “Xixi, do you really not care? You have no idea how badly you’re cursed! Damn it, it must be Ji Jianing’s group pulling the strings… Argh, I want to bust her head up so much, and have her brains splatter!”

Ji Weixi, however, remained indifferent. “So what if I care? In the minds of every netizen, I’m now the other woman. Everyone would claim that I’m riding the wave even if I tried to argue my case.”

Nonetheless, Ji Weixi was absolutely positive that Ji Jianing was behind it all. When she was buried beneath all that dirt, Ji Jianing would suddenly stand up for her with some nice words, enforcing her naïve and kind temperament, winning even more points from her followers.

It was a really good play.

***

“Boss, your douche image had actually been washed clean…” Jiang Cong said.

He was keeping up behind Li Shaoling as they left the conference room, his entire face full of disbelief.

Nonetheless, Li Shaoling never cared about what others thought about him, just as he never involved himself with the wretched business that is the entertainment industry.

Jiang Cong closed the gap with him. “Boss. Miss Ji is being so hated… Are you really not helping?”

“Why should I?” Li Shaoling frowned.

Jiang Cong was initially disappointed when he thought that his boss would not be saving Ji Weixi, but that was when Li Shaoling added, “Go inform Ji Jianing’s management company now: they can stay alive just a little longer if they give up now.”

In the beginning, Ji Jianing had been a two-bit actress who was virtually offered no contracts.

However, after she managed to capture Old Madam Li’s heart, Li Shaoling’s grandmother took pity on her and got Li Shaoling to support her, allowing her to rise as a top star.

She had relied upon Li Shaoling and gained an easy life in the industry ever since, with everyone else perfectly aware of their relationship.

Even if the entertainment industry was a pool where both honest and sinister characters dwell, Li Shaoling’s sheer power as a businessman meant that he was a force to be reckoned with. He alone could determine anyone’s career—including Ji Jianing’s.

At first, he did not bother with her for Old Madam Li’s sake.

But now, after she had involved Ji Weixi? Would he still sit idly by?

Jiang Cong beamed at once. “Alright! I’ll go right now!”

“Hold on.” Li Shaoling stopped him. “Call up Ji Jianing as well, tell her I want to see her.”

***

Ji Jianing was at first stunned when she learned that Li Shaoling wanted to see her, before bursting in euphoric thrill.

Was he regretting canceling their engagement?

Without hesitation, she got on her minivan and rushed towards CBS Tower.

After getting inside, she rushed to the toilet, plucked off her face mask and cap to fix her makeup.

Then, as she admired her beautiful self in front of the mirror, the sound of a flushing toilet echoed.

Ji Weixi then emerged from one of the cubicles.

Their eyes met: a pair was cold, another was conceited.

“Yo. And I was thinking who it would be…. Sis.”

With no one around them, Ji Jianing didn’t bother to keep up her positive image. Leaning beside the wash basin and folding her arms, her eyes were full of belittling. “Sis, how does it feel? Are you surprised by my little present?”

Ji Weixi remained calm—in fact, she was smiling. “Dear little sister, I’m really happy to receive your gift. Should I give you another as well?”

Ji Jianing pondered. What ‘present’ could she give her aside from hooking up with Li Shaoling? No that there was anything much to that either.

Later, when she meets Li Shaoling, she would just have to put up a miserable face and mention Old Madam Li. He was definitely resuming the wedding after she plays the sentiment card.

Would he have not called her here if that was not his intention?

That being said, Ji Weixi was a head taller and exuded an imposing air. With her cold, elegant appearance, she assuredly appeared more fearsome.

Striding a few steps ahead, she arrested both of Ji Jianing’s hands with one hand, while lifting her other hand high above and swung it down viciously.

There was an audible slap, quick and aimed true.

Ji Jianing’s face flew sideways, a palm mark instantly left on her white face.

Her ears were ringing and she saw red.

“Ji Weixi, you—”

Ji Weixi did not even give her the chance to talk. She slapped her other cheek.

After all, there is dissatisfaction if one did not get both cheeks.

Ji Jianing felt the world spinning around her as his eyes blurred, and was left staggered.

On the other hand, Ji Weixi was shrugging innocently. “You can’t blame me for that, Ji Jianing. You have to blame your hipster fans who hit me.”

Ji Jianing was holding her face and quivering in rage. She glared at Ji Weixi in fearsome hatred like a provoked, rabid dog that was ready to prance and sink its teeth into its target.

Ji Weixi tutted. “My apologies. My hand does not really listen to me, but it does love to beat up uglies. That said, Ji Jianing, why do your fans like to bury people’s families? Really, the idol maketh the fans… You really have no standard.”