Whilе thе twо wоmen werе busу соmрeting in acting аnd trаding barbs, Lu Sui had аlreadу lеft imраtiеntlу.
Cleаrly, he felt this had nothing to dо with him.
Nоr was hе willing to bе usеd аs а weароn bу thеse twо women.
Onсе Lu Sui left, thе drama naturаlly cаme to аn еnd. Wu Маngmаng rеgаined her sеnsеs, feеling thаt hеr eаrlier реrformanсе had bеen rather аwkward and embаrrаssing. Shе hersеlf felt ashamеd, thinking shе hаd let wоmеn dоwn.
Вut shе wаs the tурe whо would stubbоrnly refusе to аdmit dеfеat, nеvеr tаking bаck what she hаd said.
In fact, many рeoplе regret thеir words аs sоon аs they speak them, but they’re too embarrassed to stop, so they stubbornly press on.
Dong Keke was probably one of them.
When Lu Sui left, Dong Keke couldn’t help but follow him with her gaze. Wu Mangmang looked at Dong Keke’s beautiful profile and sighed inwardly, feeling a pang of sourness for her.
After all, Dong Keke was now a national goddess, yet in the face of love, she was just as humble, even ridiculous.
Noticing Wu Mangmang’s gaze, Dong Keke turned and gave her another disdainful look.
Wu Mangmang smiled and said, “Drop the act. One of us is a supporting character, the other an extra—neither of us is the winner.”
Dong Keke narrowed her eyes slightly and lifted her chin.
Wu Mangmang quickly surrendered, saying, “I’m the extra.”
Dong Keke sized up Wu Mangmang for about ten seconds, probably wondering if this woman was out of her mind.
As for Wu Mangmang, she had grown up watching Dong Keke’s TV dramas. She remembered how adorable Dong Keke had been in her freshest, most vibrant days and found it hard to connect that Dong Keke with the one standing before her now.
Wu Mangmang touched her nose and smiled. “Actually, you used to be my idol.”
A hint of embarrassment and an indescribable melancholy flashed in Dong Keke’s eyes. When she looked at Wu Mangmang again, she felt this girl was different from others.
“And now? Do you think I’m pathetic?” Dong Keke swirled her champagne glass. “This wine is too bland.”
“I’ve admired him since I was young. You wouldn’t understand how I feel. I’ve liked him for so many years,” Dong Keke continued.
Wu Mangmang could only utter an “uh,” not expecting Dong Keke to open up to her like this.
“It is a bit pathetic. Because I couldn’t get close to him, I secretly paid attention to the women connected to him.” Tears glistened in Dong Keke’s eyes.
When “Yilu Shunsui” had sent her a private message questioning her, Wu Mangmang had been a bit angry, as if riding in Lu Sui’s car was some extraordinary event.
But now, putting herself in Dong Keke’s shoes, she suddenly felt sympathy for her.
Pitiable people often have their own flaws. If she had liked him so much back then, why did she have to become an actress and even have an abortion?
Later that evening, Wu Mangmang actually heard the story from the person involved. Thinking about it, it felt truly surreal.
After the celebration party, regardless of what others gained, Wu Mangmang ended up with a drunkard.
After downing several glasses of champagne, Dong Keke felt it wasn’t strong enough and insisted on dragging Wu Mangmang to a bar.
Given Dong Keke’s celebrity status, Wu Mangmang had no choice but to take her to the hotel bar on the twenty-first floor.
There, Wu Mangmang honestly explained to Dong Keke why she had ridden in Lu Sui’s car.
In fact, if Dong Keke had revealed her identity instead of using a sneaky alternate account, Wu Mangmang would have answered directly.Dong Keke lowered her gaze to the whiskey in her glass and said calmly, "He treasures his motorcycle dearly. He never lets anyone else ride it."
Oh, so that was the story? No wonder it had drawn the concern of two younger siblings.
Wu Mangmang joked, "So, does that mean Lu Sui secretly has a crush on me?"
"Hah, hahaha." Dong Keke burst into wild laughter as if she had heard the joke of the century. Only after laughing until tears welled up in her eyes did she say, "You really have thick skin. I've been wanting to say that for a long time."
"Thanks for the compliment." If Wu Mangmang didn’t have thick skin, she might have gone mad long ago.
The conversation drifted unconsciously to Dong Keke herself. Wu Mangmang asked, "You have such great qualities—your family is wealthy, and you’re successful in your own right. Why are you so fixated on Lu Sui?"
Dong Keke seemed somewhat flattered by the praise, but a nostalgic expression involuntarily crossed her face. "But our family became wealthy too late."
"Back then, my father was Old Mr. Lu’s driver. Once, he overheard Old Mr. Lu on a phone call and caught a glimpse of a business opportunity. That’s why he left to start his own company," Dong Keke sighed.
Another story of a driver’s daughter and the boss’s son.
"Quite a clichéd story, isn’t it?" Dong Keke laughed self-deprecatingly.
"Indeed, a bit," Wu Mangmang replied bluntly.
"But he had already taken root in my heart," Dong Keke said.
With the conversation reaching this point, how could Wu Mangmang resist her curiosity? "So back then, you chose to abort the child to pursue a career as a star, all to become more worthy of Lu Sui, right?"
Though somewhat drunk, Dong Keke was mostly lucid. She frowned and asked, "What child?"
"Didn’t you abort the child you had with Lu Sui because you wanted to become a star?" Wu Mangmang repeated.
Dong Keke shook her head with a smile. "Such a naive girl. I don’t know where you heard such rumors."
Holding her glass, Dong Keke said sorrowfully, "If I could have his child, how could I ever bear to abort it? That would be the greatest gift heaven could give me."
Wu Mangmang felt awkward. She had thought Lu Qingqing knew the real story, but it turned out to be hearsay.
Then again, considering how distant Lu Qingqing was from Lu Sui and Lu Lin, how could she possibly know such private matters? It was likely just a fabricated story passed down through gossip.
"I’m sorry," Wu Mangmang apologized.
Dong Keke shook her head. "It’s fine. I’ve heard plenty of these stories. There are even rumors that I’m dead."
The two women drank—one whiskey, the other soda water—until Dong Keke finally collapsed.
Fortunately, they were in a hotel, so Wu Mangmang could easily escort Dong Keke to her room.
In the presidential suite of the luxury hotel, after settling Dong Keke into bed, Wu Mangmang couldn’t bring herself to leave. She had never stayed in a presidential suite before! She took the opportunity to enjoy the massage pool, wrapped herself in a robe, and went to sleep.
The next morning, when they met downstairs, both bleary-eyed, they couldn’t help but laugh and exchanged good mornings.
On a beautiful sunny morning, with two stunning beauties, how could they skip a selfie?
Dong Keke didn’t need to wear sunglasses—who in the world didn’t know her?
Wu Mangmang, however, had to discreetly put on her sunglasses before taking a few photos with Dong Keke in the sunlight.A big star is indeed a big star, with photo-editing skills far superior to Wu Mangmang's. Wu Mangmang learned quite a few tricks and then uploaded the photos to Weibo.
Gaining followers—truly gaining followers.
Of course, she couldn’t resist showing off on her social media feed as well, and here, there was no need to wear sunglasses.
Wu Mangmang’s social media feed immediately exploded, with everyone clamoring for signed photos.
Dong Keke promised Wu Mangmang that she would have her assistant deliver them next time.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, the energetic men had already gathered at the golf course early in the morning to burn off their excess energy.
Ning Zheng, looking at the photos Wu Mangmang had posted on her social media, couldn’t help but feel puzzled. Last night, he had clearly seen the tension between the two women, so how had they become so close in the blink of an eye?
Both were in bathrobes, with the background clearly showing a hotel suite.
These days, even women aren’t safe, Ning Zheng muttered to himself. Could it be that Dong Keke was also into women?
Ning Zheng recalled Wu Mangmang’s appearance from the night before—a black evening gown, not particularly eye-catching in style, but on her, it carried a forbidden, mysterious allure.
The girl’s figure was truly impeccable, with all the right curves, enough to make one’s body heat up just thinking about it.
It was just that her mind was a bit lacking.
He and she were clearly mismatched in status—marriage was out of the question—but if she were with him, he would never treat her poorly.
Yet Wu Mangmang insisted on putting on an air of aloofness, acting like a chaste maiden, which only dampened his appetite.
So, last night, Ning Zheng hadn’t bothered to greet Wu Mangmang.
And the girl hadn’t even spared him half a glance.
Desire unfulfilled, tossing and turning in bed.
Sometimes, Ning Zheng wished people could just be more direct—once you’ve slept together, it’s just that simple.
At the thought of the word "sleep," he couldn’t help but feel his body heating up again.
Ning Zheng thought to himself, the influence was too strong. He had already relieved himself last night, so he shouldn’t be this thirsty in theory.
"What are you looking at so intently that you’re not even playing golf?" Shen Ting walked over and asked.
Ning Zheng was about to say it was nothing, but then he remembered that Shen Ting also had some interest in Wu Mangmang, so he handed his phone to Shen Ting.
"Are women these days all going both ways?" Ning Zheng joked.
Unfortunately for Ning Zheng, Shen Ting showed no change in expression after looking at the photos. He always had a perpetually icy demeanor, but then he naturally handed the phone to Lu Sui, who had just walked over.
Lu Sui, however, raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"Poor Dong Keke, did you drive her to go both ways or become gay?" Ning Zheng laughed.
They all knew very well about Dong Keke’s unrequited love for Lu Sui.
Lu Sui never answered such trivial questions.
Ning Zheng put away his phone and sighed, "You know, that Wu Mangmang girl really has some skills. With Dong Keke’s temperament, how could she possibly get along with Wu Mangmang?"
They were all well aware of Dong Keke’s temperament.
When she was young, she came from a humble background, was very obedient, but also somewhat insecure.
Ever since Dong Dongshan became successful, Dong Keke’s status rose accordingly. When dealing with those from better backgrounds, she was extremely sensitive—if anyone even mentioned the past, she felt they were mocking her.
And when dealing with those from lower backgrounds, she would look down her nose at them, acting as if they weren’t worthy of speaking to her.So people didn't pay her much attention, but if they happened to run into her, they still had to be somewhat considerate of her "fragile nerves."
Given Wu Mangmang's family background, she would never have caught Dong Keke's eye.
But life is unpredictable, and yesterday was an exception.
The alcohol had numbed Dong Keke's "fragile nerves," and looking at Wu Mangmang again, she felt they were kindred spirits—both pitiful souls secretly in love with Lu Sui.
Years of pent-up feelings always need an outlet.
She wouldn't stoop to confiding in her assistant, and her close friends didn't care to listen.
So Wu Mangmang was the perfect listener, someone who could truly empathize.
Now, back to Wu Mangmang. After enjoying a lavish breakfast in the presidential suite, she received a barrage of urgent calls from Ms. Liu.
She was told to spend the weekend taking care of her younger brother, Wù Dàndàn.
"Why?" Wu Mangmang had no desire to babysit a four- or five-year-old, the kind of age where kids are a nuisance to everyone and even dogs avoid them. "Can't the nanny take care of him?"
"You're his older sister. If you don't do it, who will?" Ms. Liu and Boss Wu were planning a romantic getaway for two, forcing Wu Mangmang to bond with her little brother.
Wu Mangmang had to bend to their will—her allowance depended entirely on Ms. Liu's generosity—so she gritted her teeth and agreed.
When it came to taking care of kids, Wu Mangmang had her own tried-and-true method.
Give them whatever they want.
So, without hesitation, she took Wù Dàndàn out for fast-food chicken.
While he was happily munching on chicken wings, she pulled out her phone and searched for a famous post from years ago about how fast-food chickens were raised.
Raised to full size in a month, with multiple wings sprouting from their bodies—reading it was guaranteed to make you too disgusted to take another bite.
Wù Dàndàn finally got a taste of his sister's malicious side.
But no matter—kids are bundles of energy. By noon, Wù Dàndàn had already drained four-fifths of Wu Mangmang's stamina.
After lunch, Wù Dàndàn insisted on going to the play center, giving Wu Mangmang a chance to rest on the sidelines.
It was only then, after a whole day, that she finally had a moment to check her Weibo.
Another private message had come in, still from that anonymous account—Zhen Wo Fengcai.
"Are you bi?"
Wu Mangmang didn't get it at first, but after a moment, she realized it must be because of the photo of her and Dong Keke in their bathrobes.
These days, even two women sleeping together isn't seen as innocent anymore.
Wu Mangmang didn't want to respond, but since she had nothing better to do, and this person was hiding behind a fake account, she thought it might be fun to mess with them.
She still suspected it was Ning Zheng—a guy with no morals and no sense of right or wrong. Talking to him, she didn't need to hold back.
"Yeah, I'm bi. What about it?" Wu Mangmang replied.
Surprisingly, the other person responded quickly. "How does it feel different with women compared to men?"
What a creep!
Wu Mangmang kept typing. "Women understand women's needs and pleasures better. They don't just focus on their own satisfaction."
After sending that reply, she suddenly felt like a theoretical expert on the subject.
"But tools can't compare to the real thing, right?"
Again, what a creep!
Wu Mangmang spent half an hour thinking about the question and searching online before slowly typing her reply."Tools can be big or small, long or short, and you can even adjust the vibration frequency—stop when you want, move when you want. No need for pills or condoms!"
"What if there's an electric leak?"
"With just that little bit of battery power, a leak might even feel better. Trust in modern technology." Wu Mangmang had clearly become an expert in adult products.
"That seems somewhat reasonable. So, does that mean men are completely useless?"
The reply came almost instantly—how bored must they be? Wu Mangmang thought.
"They are indeed completely useless. So if women show you a little pity, you'd better accept it with both hands and thank them for their grace." —by Wu Mangmang
"Then could you show me a little pity?" —by Zhen Wo Fengcai
"There are too many places waiting for this queen's favor. Get in line, clean yourself up, and wait for this queen to summon you." —by Wu Mangmang, fully immersed in the role.
"As you command." —by Zhen Wo Fengcai, playing along.
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