Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Yeah. I know that you’re my cousin, so I took you here to experience bungee jumping.” Nian Junting dropped Luosang’s hand and smilingly walked over to Ye Chuen’s side, patted her on the shoulder, and said, “Relax, I won’t make you jump for long. Only ten times. You like getting people down in the water, so I figured you’d like bungee jumping too.”
Luosang’s mouth corners twitched slightly. She remembered that Ye Chuen didn’t even dare ride a rollercoaster, yet he wanted her to bungee jump at night ten times in a row?
This was really a cruel idea.
However, she felt a little delighted.
Ye Chuen kneeled on the ground, crying, “Junting, I’ve never bungee jumped before. I can’t do it, I’ll die.”
Her face paled as she grabbed Nian Junting’s trousers and said, “If anything happened to me, Grandaunt won’t forgive you. And I didn’t do what you said I did! You can’t treat me like this! Luosang and I are good friends!”
“Sangsang,” she turned to Luosang and continued, “We’re friends, aren’t we?”
“If you’re my friend, why did you try to hurt me?” Luosang couldn’t stand the fact that Ye Chuen was still pretending, so she said, “You asked me to be the emcee of your birthday party because you wanted me to be embarrassed in public, right? We’re roommates after all. We don’t live together everyday like me and Tang Ning and Yan Su, but we often have meals together and we chat a lot. Why do you have to be such a two-faced person? Is it because Chi Shengxu and I are friends?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I didn’t do it,” Ye Chuen denied firmly. If she admitted to it, she would suffer even worse tonight.
“Last night, you and your mother visited my Grandpa,” said Nian Junting coldly. “And this morning, my Grandpa called me and told me he learned of Luosang’s true identity. I’ve asked everone in the Murong Family. Some people told me that after having a conversation with you, my grandpa has been in a bad mood. I don’t want to listen to your explanation anymore. Just tell me who told you about Luosang’s real identity. If you do what I say, I might show some mercy.”
“What identity? I have no idea.” Ye Chuen kept pretending. “Does she have another identity?”
“Take her to jump.” Nian Junting lost his patience.
Two strong men dragged her toward the bridge.
“It’s… Zhong Yi! Zhong Yi told me that! Please don’t make me jump!” Ye Chuen’s screams echoed through the night sky.
“Too late,” said Nian Junting.
“Junting, no!” Ye Chuen burst into cries.
Luosang found her screams terribly annoying, but didn’t plan to intercede with Nian Junting for her.
If you want to be mean, you should stay mean. Why did you pretend? Being a friend with me while trying to hurt me? You’re just like Zhong Yi.
Bungee jumping wouldn’t hurt her or kill her; it’d only scare her. It was late at night, and the area under the bridge was occupied by darkness. Jumping down the bridge would feel like jumping into hell, a bottomless darkness.
Luosang felt that Nian Junting could really be a cruel venger.
Jumping during the daytime was still acceptable, but at night, it would become horrible, as nothing could be seen.
On the mountaintop, Ye Chuen lied on the bridge and refused to jump at first. At last, Lu Kang pushed her down. Her cries and screams echoed.
