Chapter 463: Chapter 463 - Secret Conversation

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

What? Su Li has passed out?!

Xiao Luo’s heart jumped. He quickly picked Su Xiaobei up and carried her in his arms as he ran into Su Li’s apartment.

As soon as he stepped in, he saw that Su Li lying unconscious on the carpet. There was a glass beside her, knocked over with its contents spilled all over the floor. He rushed over to Su Li and turned her over.

Her lustrous black hair fell across her face before it slipped, spreading out on the floor. Xiao Luo couldn’t help noticing how lovely Su Li looked as the light shone on her rosy cheeks.

“Miss Su, wake up! What happened to you?”

Xiao Luo tried waking Su Li up, but when she did not respond, he promptly lifted her up from the living room floor and gently put her down on the couch.

Mrs. Li had already left by that time, and had he not been in the opposite apartment, he couldn’t imagine what would have happened to this woman and Su Xiaobei.

He quickly examined Su Li’s condition and soon determined that her blood pressure had spiked because she was experiencing emotional stress, causing the pressure in her cranial cavity to increase suddenly, hence, why she passed out. He took out a long silver needle from his jacket. He gently inserted it into the Shuaigu Acupuncture Point on Su Li’s head. Su Li’s eyes started to quiver slightly, then she gradually came to.

“Mummy!”

Su Xiaobei flew into Su Li’s arms. Her long eyelashes were still drenched in tears, and it was a sight that would touch anybody’s heart.

Su Li reached out, stroked her sad face, and said, “Mummy’s okay, don’t worry…”

Although her complexion appeared rosy, for the most part, her face was rather sallow. In fact, she looked sickly pale.

“Boo-hoo-hoo …”

Su Xiaobei’s mouth puckered up, and she was still sobbing, and tears were streaming out of her eyes.

Xiao Luo retrieved the silver needle, and making an informed guess, he said, “You passed out because you were too mad about Jia Zhengyi’s filthy words, huh?”

Su Li gave him a dirty look as if to say, why ask if you already know?

“Don’t go onto the internet for a while. As you know, people are talking about you in all the media now. It’s not worth the trouble, you’re better off turning a deaf ear to all that’s going on up there; just pretend that the problem doesn’t exist.”

Xiao Luo thought that this would be an excellent opportunity to educate Su Li on stress management. “If you look at it another way, you now have a lot of free time on your hands and you can go shopping with Shen Qingyan, or go on a vacation in other countries… it should be very relaxing,” he said.

“Well, I’ll consider your suggestion!”

Su Li’s response was rather curt, and her nature was impervious to others’ suggestions. Without lingering further on the subject, she said, “Can you get me a cup of water?”

“One second.”

Xiao Luo turned around, headed toward the water dispenser to get some, and walked back.

Su Li slowly sat up on the couch and took a sip.

Su Li remained silent for a while, then she looked up and asked, “Xiao Luo, if it were you, wouldn’t you be mad?”

Xiao Luo chuckled. He did not answer her question directly but said,” Remember this: ‘A heart as cool as ice, would not tremble even if the sky falls.’ Repeat this phrase over and over again, it helps a lot when you need to calm down.”

“It sounds like something from the Spell of Frozen Heart,” Su Li replied.

“Yes, you’re right.”

Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows in surprise. It was indeed from the Spell of Frozen Heart, and one could simply find the full-length poem on the internet. When he was working at Huahai Corporation, he would recite the phrase whenever he felt down, and it served him pretty well.

Su Li started to recite the phrase silently as she sipped on the water.

“I still need to run some errands. You should call Miss Luo to come here and take care of you,” Xiao Luo said. He ruffled Su Xiaobei’s hair and walked out of the apartment.

“Xiao Luo, the person who hacked into those popular news platforms and wiped the negative news about me, was that you?” Su Li asked him as he was walking out the door.

Xiao Luo stopped, turned around, and smiled. “Nah, I don’t have that kind of skill,” he said.

He denied it outright. Those companies had already called the cops, and undoubtedly, they would soon come to Su Li with questions. So, keeping Su Li out of the loop was for the best.

Su Li sighed faintly. “Seems like I am overthinking, how on earth could he be the super-hacker?” she mumbled to herself.

Xiao Luo saw Su Li lowering her head, so he didn’t say anything else and left without looking back.

The moment he closed the door on Su Li’s apartment, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared and his body gave out a cold, icy aura. When he saw Su Li sprawled on the floor unconscious, he hit the roof.

***

“This conflict on the internet is really juicy, let’s see how that bitch, Su Li, pulls through this time!”

A middle-aged man was sitting in front of a coffee table in a private residence, scrolling through Weibo while drinking tea. He wore a pair of golden frame glasses and had a center-parting hairstyle. He was wearing a loose mandarin jacket, looking like a translator working for a foreign devil.

The man sitting across the coffee table was quite skinny. He was rat-faced, had sunken, shifty eyes, and a cunning look—the word, “sly,” immediately came to mind when one saw him. After listening to what the middle-aged man said, he laughed and said, “Oh, dear Old Jia, what did Su Li do to piss you off, why did you corner her like that?”

The middle-aged man was Jia Zhengyi!

“Do you know about the war of words between me and someone with the handle, ‘San Qian Luo Shui,’ on Weibo?” Jia Zhengyi appeared agitated as he raised his voice in response.

“Of course, everyone in the entertainment industry knows about that.”

“Rumor has it that ‘San Qian Luo Shui’ is the CEO of the Luo’s Workshop in Jiangcheng, he monopolizes the baking industry of the Jiangcheng,” the skinny man said.

“We’re now talking about Su Li, that bitch, why are you changing the subject to Jiangcheng? You have no idea what happened,” Jia Zhengyi said, “I was doing fine at first, gonna use the momentum of public opinion to gain in popularity, but then, that bitch suddenly popped up and liked San Qian Luo Shui’s post.”

And because of that, those retarded fans of hers started to attack me, causing the slanging match to escalate. I was subsequently benched by the platform. If I didn’t have some savings, I might already be out on the streets, begging for food!”

Enlightened, the skinny man nodded. “Ah, I see, then it all makes sense now,” he said.

Jia Zhengyi gulped down his tea in a somewhat exaggerated way and sneered, “That b*tch is my nemesis. Now that the tables are turned, she’s the one who’s in big trouble, and I am so thrilled, or else I wouldn’t be inviting you over for tea today.”

“Old Jia, you are not asking me to come all the way here only for tea, are you? Don’t you have something else to say?” The skinny man laughed as his sly eyes glanced around fleetingly.

Jia Zhengyi’s eyes were red with vengeful fury as he clenched his wrist and said, “Since we’re already on that topic, I’ll quit beating around the bush. I’d like to ask your team to write some negative articles about that bitch, I’m gonna make her life a living hell, and I want this whole affair to blow up!”

The skinny man was startled briefly, but he then chuckled and said, “This is what my team and I do best. Within a day, the mobile social media service, social networking sites, and other platforms on the internet will be flooded with Su Li’s scandalous articles. But this is business, you gotta show some good faith when you’re doing business, right?”

There was an evident look of greed in his eyes.

BAM!

Jia Zhengyi took out a heavy envelope from his jacket pocket and threw it on the coffee table. He raised his hand, stretching out his five fingers, and said, “This amount is in that envelope; it is the down payment, and when you get the job done, you’ll get another payment of the same amount, what do you think?”

The skinny man took the envelope, opened it, and scanned through the content. He laughed and said, “Old Jia is generous, as usual. Great, consider it done!”