Chapter Three: Sister Ni, You Are the Love of My Dreams!

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When Ma Xun received the bag, he immediately sensed something was off. It was very heavy. He truly hadn’t expected this juicy piece of gossip to fall into his hands so easily. That meant he needed to think more carefully.

This “melon” was actually about the entangled love and grudges involving the top beauty, a famous director, and a well-known host. Many people probably knew about this affair.

Qiao Chan, while pregnant, went to find Sister Ni. Afterwards, she became the wife of that renowned director. However, Ma Xun dared say that many only knew part of the story. This “melon” contained details.

For example, how did the pregnancy come about? There was that certain procedure. You get the idea.

But in this day and age, although we have this technology domestically, it’s still new and rare. Cases are few, making it easy to be exposed. For celebrities, the only option was to go overseas.

Going overseas brought its own issues.

Ma Xun had heard multiple versions of this story. For instance, the top beauty and a certain director were secretly involved overseas. If that were true, the jar shouldn’t have appeared. But now, here was the jar...

Could it be that the director himself was unaware?!

After drawing this conclusion, Ma Xun was surprised. Because if he continued reasoning...

There should be a third party involved!

Who was this person?

Of course, none of this was necessarily true. It was just Ma Xun’s wild speculation, but the more he thought, the more it seemed plausible.

Looking at recent gossip news, the top beauty and the director were at best ordinary friends. In fact, the most widely circulated rumor was that Qiao Chan had a relationship beyond friendship with another director—Director Teng.

It was said they had been together for several years. But he was married. Ma Xun remembered that in the original timeline, Director Teng even served as best man at their wedding.

It was a mess—truly chaotic.

There were many versions of this gossip, and none could be taken as absolute truth.

Wait a moment.

Why was he overthinking this?

After all, this “melon” was already in his hands.

What came next was entirely up to him.

Ma Xun had originally planned to sell it. Whether to the Hong Kong media or some top paparazzo, as long as he got paid, it was fine.

But now...

Looking at the jar and the 200,000 yuan in cash, just taking the money and leaving seemed like a great option!

Chen Hong must have mistaken him for that photographer from Hong Kong—the one who could help smuggle the jar out.

Chen Hong herself didn’t know this photographer...

Wait, there must be a third party involved.

That worked to Ma Xun’s advantage.

Thinking it through carefully, this photographer from Hong Kong was actually a short-term hire, tasked with shooting some makeup shots and a scene at the Great Wall. If all went well, the job would be done in a day or two.

So, it was convenient to smuggle the goods on the side.

And because this was a short-term photographer, Feng Baiyuan was likely a temporary contact as well.

Therefore, the third party would only approach the photographer after confirmation.

Just carrying a jar and making some money? Only a fool would refuse!

As for how the jar would be taken out—whether to the Greater Bay Area, then by speedboat... forget it, Ma Xun didn’t need to ponder these details.

After this train of thought, Ma Xun came to a decision.

He wouldn’t sell the gossip.

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He’d take the 200,000 yuan and leave!

This outcome had been caused by a series of fortunate accidents. They definitely wouldn’t dare call the police.

And if the real photographer woke up in the hospital...

Better make a swift exit!

Ma Xun made up his mind and pocketed the 200,000 yuan. But he glanced at the jar again.

He decided to do something good.

Ase, you’re done for.

...

Chen Hong finished handling the matter, feeling everything was settled.

Next came the filming of the movie.

She just needed to find the right moment to take care of what needed doing.

This time, she contacted a Canadian hospital. After all, that was safer.

As for that item...

Well, they claimed to have their own channels.

Driving in a good mood, she hummed a tune.

Unexpectedly, her cellphone rang.

“Miss Chen, sorry, our man was injured earlier.”

“Ah?”

“He just woke up, and we only just found out. The deal will be delayed.”

“You…”

Chen Hong immediately hung up, feeling as if she had plunged into an ice cellar!

With a screech, the car made a 180-degree U-turn!

...

That jar was tricky; Ase, you’re hard to kill.

But he managed it.

Ma Xun, holding the money, opened the door intending to leave.

Unexpectedly, Chen Hong was standing at the door, just about to knock!

The two collided head-on.

“You…”

“Liar!”

Chen Hong shoved him hard, then burst inside and saw the jar.

It was over!

At this moment, the top beauty’s eyes were filled with despair.

“This is my room,” Ma Xun said, dropping the act of the innocent Hong Kong photographer and revealing his rougher side.

Unfortunately, before he could finish, Chen Hong exploded.

“Ahhh!!!”

She launched a flurry of blows at him.

Ma Xun wasn’t defenseless. He dodged when he could, took blows when necessary.

“What’s gotten into you?”

Seizing the moment, he grabbed both her arms to subdue her.

Surprisingly, she tried to bite him!

Luckily, Ma Xun pulled away quickly, or there would have been blood.

This gave them some distance.

“You bastard! You son of a bitch, you…”

There was no trace of the top beauty’s elegance—she looked like a wild shrew with disheveled hair.

Ma Xun wasn’t one to lose out.

“Bastard? Son of a bitch? Ha! Compared to you, Ms. Chen, I’m the better person!”

“You... you’re shameless!”

Chen Hong shot back immediately.

But Ma Xun was quick-witted.

“Shameless? Ha! Think carefully—who’s really shameless here?”

“Obviously you! You deceived me! You’re a liar!”

“Fine, I’m a liar. But you—after what you did—can you honestly say you’re not shameless?”

He pointed at the jar. Chen Hong instantly looked guilty.

Seeing this, Ma Xun pressed on.

“You’re the homewrecker!

And does that director know?

If he does, then you two are nothing but a pair of scoundrels!

If he doesn’t... heh heh!

Who would have thought that the so-called top beauty would stoop to such measures to steal a man?

You’re worse than a streetwalker!”

Sweet words, but each one felt like a knife—cutting deep.

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The beauty Chen was completely deflated now, but still unwilling to give up.

“What business is it of yours? Who do you think you are?”

Ma Xun might have been angered to the point of recklessness. He said something both bold and shameful.

“Sister Ni is my dream girl!”

After saying it, Ma Xun felt a little embarrassed himself.

But then he thought, since he was a liar now, might as well go all out!

Sorry Uncle Benshan, borrowing your famous line here.

Surprisingly, this worked.

Chen Hong seemed frozen in place.

The two sat silently in the room of the Overseas Chinese Hotel, eyes locked for a long moment.

“Why?” Chen Hong finally broke the silence.

“What do you mean, why?” Ma Xun was puzzled.

“Why do you like her?”

Huh? Why was the top beauty asking that?

Right, it was 1996.

At this time, Sister Ni was not only beautiful and kind-hearted but also a nationally renowned host.

While Chen Hong was just a pretty face—a supporting actress in a Qiong Yao drama at best.

In every way, Sister Ni completely overshadowed her!

Alright, just go with the flow and bluff!

“Sister Ni is such a great person. Didn’t she take care of that old man’s last days? Honestly, could you have done that?”

So virtuous!

No need to mention her hosting skills.

That was impressive!

It hit Chen Hong’s soul right where it hurt.

Chen Hong was undeniably beautiful, but she couldn’t do that.

She was an artistic and bourgeois kind of beauty.

Taking care of an elderly person—changing diapers, cooking, feeding?

Impossible.

So, already on the verge of breakdown, Chen Hong collapsed utterly at this moment.

Seeing this, Ma Xun sensed his chance.

He pushed her out of the room.

“I’m telling you, don’t disturb my rest. Besides, I’m a helpful person.

As for what you plan to do—call the police or the media, it’s up to you.

I’m not afraid of trouble.”

This was actually a threat.

If this got out, Chen Hong’s reputation as the top beauty would be ruined!

She wasn’t stupid; she’d have to swallow this bitter pill.

Closing the door, Ma Xun was delighted.

This 200,000 yuan was destined to be his. She wouldn’t take it back face-to-face!

Heh heh...

The entertainment industry is truly a chaotic mess!

Who would have thought such a beautiful woman would...

Knock knock knock!

The door was knocked again.

Had she forgotten something?

“What’s your problem? Why are you dragging this out?” Ma Xun opened the door.

Unexpectedly, Chen Hong lunged forward and kissed him!

Ah... it had to be said—her lips were really soft.

And it felt like eating a piece of soft candy.

Wait.

They pulled apart and stared at each other.

“You, you…”

“Give it to me!”

Then she grabbed Ma Xun’s collar and kissed him again.

Was she driven mad by his insults?

Why overthink?

She just pinned the top beauty against the wall.

All in the name of helping others.