The Pretence of a Pretence

Slap!

Slap, slap!

"Ah! Ah!"

"Ouch, Sister Wan Qing, why are you hitting me when Little Bing made a mistake?"

In the hotel room, Xiao Zhu was being spanked on the sofa by Zhou Wanqing.

The formidable, red-haired woman was furious, and the slightly plump little assistant's backside rippled with each slap.

"Ouch, it hurts so much!"

Feng Bingbing, lying on the side, grimaced.

"Little Bing, I'm the one being hit, why are you yelling in pain?"

The assistant said dejectedly.

Feng Bingbing lifted her dirty, black foot, her face full of distress, and said, "I sprained my ankle."

She wiped the black mud off her foot with her hand, revealing a slightly swollen ankle.

Actually, she had really sprained her ankle in the Lost Forest, but she wanted the Senior to carry her and also didn't want him to worry, so she pretended to be injured.

"Serves you right!"

Zhou Wanqing glared at her fiercely and finally let go of the assistant. She went into the room and took out a bottle of medicinal liquid, handing it to Xiao Zhu:

"Put some on her!"

Xiao Zhu whimpered and got up, covering her backside. She pitifully took the medicine:

"Sister Wan Qing, my butt is all red, I need medicine too."

"I only patted you twice, why are you acting like this?"

Zhou Wanqing made a gesture as if to raise her hand, and the assistant quickly went to help Feng Bingbing apply the medicine.

Zhou Wanqing tidied her slightly messy hip-hugging mini-skirt, sat on the sofa, and looked coldly at Feng Bingbing:

"Speak."

Her mass of wavy red hair was elegant, but her face was flushed, partly from anger and partly from rushing back from the police station.

"Speak about what? Ouch!"

Feng Bingbing blinked, looking adorably clueless. Xiao Zhu applied the medicine with a little too much force, and the little vixen yelped in pain.

"Well done!"

Zhou Wanqing gave Xiao Zhu a thumbs-up and continued to press:

"What did you do tonight? Why do you look like this?"

At this moment, Feng Bingbing's pant leg was covered in mud, her clothes were stained with twigs and leaves, and her foot was swollen, making her look like she had been beaten up.

"That..."

Feng Bingbing's eyes darted around, and she chuckled:

"I was just bored, so I went for a hike, and then I fell on the mountain."

Zhou Wanqing stared at her, saying nothing.

Xiao Zhu snorted: "Little Bing, lies at your level can only fool me."

Feng Bingbing widened her eyes, looking innocent: "I really went to the mountain, look at my clothes, do you have these kinds of shrub leaves in the city?"

Zhou Wanqing said coldly: "With whom?"

Feng Bingbing: "I was alone."

"Heh."

Zhou Wanqing sneered: "You ran off secretly after finishing the show, just to go hiking alone at night?"

Feng Bingbing nodded repeatedly: "Sister Wan Qing, you're absolutely right!"

"Right your head!!"

Zhou Wanqing couldn't stand it anymore and walked over, slapping Feng Bingbing hard on the thigh.

"If you don't tell me, I'll be watching you 24 hours a day. Let's see how you go find your Senior then?!"

Ouch!

Feng Bingbing's eyes shimmered, filled with a heartbreaking mist.

But Zhou Wanqing was unmoved, her gaze icy.

"Fine."

Seeing that acting pitiful was useless, Feng Bingbing stretched and simply lay down on the sofa.

"I actually went for a walk on the mountain with Senior."

Senior said not to let anyone know he was Brother Long.

But it didn't say I couldn't tell others he was with me tonight.

Hehe, Senior is taking me on a date tonight, what does Dawei Tianlong have to do with it?

I perfectly kept Senior's secret!

"Wow! A date in the mountains at night? That's so exciting!"

Xiao Zhu was shocked. Looking at the disheveled Feng Bingbing, she clicked her tongue and sighed:

"No wonder you're so dirty, Little Bing. Senior Lin is something else. He should have at least put a mat on the ground before doing it. He's too impatient!"

Zhou Wanqing glared at Xiao Zhu, who immediately shut up and obediently applied medicine to Feng Bingbing.

"What nonsense are you spouting, you little brat! Sister Wan Qing, I promise Senior and I are innocent, um, for now."

Feng Bingbing quickly explained.

"Have you no shame? That Lin Mu, he's completely..."

Zhou Wanqing looked at Xiao Zhu, who immediately raised her hand: "Sister Wan Qing, don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped!"

"Sigh."

Zhou Wanqing sighed, chose her words carefully, and slowly said to Feng Bingbing:

"Xiao Bing, have you ever thought that perhaps Senior Lin doesn't like you as much as you like him?"

Feng Bingbing's eyes widened: "Impossible!"

Zhou Wanqing raised her hand to interrupt her and continued, "There are some things I've wanted to tell you for a long time, but I didn't want to upset you. But now, I have to make you see clearly."

Seeing that Feng Bingbing had stopped talking, Zhou Wanqing continued:

"Xiao Bing, haven't you noticed?

Every time you chat with your Senior Lin, he intentionally or unintentionally asks you about things in the circle.

And every time you tell him the secrets of the circle, those things are quickly exposed.

Once or twice might be a coincidence, but it happens every time..."

Zhou Wanqing looked at Feng Bingbing's expression, sighed softly, and still said:

"Xiao Bing, you've been in the entertainment industry for several years. You should have heard that artists' private lives and scandals can fetch a high price in some places."

The meaning was already obvious by this point, and Zhou Wanqing didn't continue.

She believed Feng Bingbing understood.

Xiao Bing wasn't stupid, she was just blinded by love before.

Now, she should be able to see Senior Lin's true colors.

Xiao Zhu also didn't interrupt for once, lowering her head and silently applying medicine to Feng Bingbing's feet, her movements much gentler.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became oppressive.

Feng Bingbing kept her head down and didn't speak.

Zhou Wanqing and Xiao Zhu exchanged glances, both prepared to comfort Feng Bingbing properly tonight.

"Sister Wan Qing."

Feng Bingbing suddenly looked up, her expression surprisingly calm, even with a smile:

"Actually, I already knew."

Zhou Wanqing was stunned and didn't react immediately: "Knew what?"

Feng Bingbing smiled faintly:

"I know Senior's family conditions aren't good. His sister runs a clothing store in Shanghai, but business hasn't been good these past few years.

His sister got into Tsinghua-Peking University, but she doesn't have the money to continue her studies.

His father is old, but to earn money, he works the night shift at the factory.

So, Senior wants to earn money for his family. I understand."

"No, he wants to earn money for his family, but that gives him the right to deceive you?" Zhou Wanqing was anxious.

"But I'm willing to be deceived by him." Feng Bingbing was still smiling. Her smile was sweet and gentle, without a trace of bitterness or coercion.

"..."

Zhou Wanqing was completely stunned.

Xiao Zhu also opened her mouth wide, looking at Feng Bingbing in disbelief.

"Sister Xiao Bing, are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy."

Feng Bingbing sat up from the sofa, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her luminous eyes as soft as water and as firm as mountains.

"I've just made up my mind, and I don't want to change it anymore."