A Favor Done, A Husband Won-Chapter 360 - 354: Jing Jihan Grabs Her Wrist with a Dark Face...
Shi Su probably spent four or five minutes "wiping her face" with a tissue in the washroom, but her stomach was churning uncomfortably, and she felt she couldn’t hold it back any longer.
Maybe she should just go to a restroom on another floor.
She stood up decisively, as if nothing was wrong with her makeup, and walked straight out of the restroom. As she passed by the two actresses again, they turned their heads and politely smiled at her, "Shi Su, did you fix up your makeup?"
Shi Su smiled and nodded, then quickly turned and left.
What makeup touch-up?
She didn’t even have a makeup bag...
Clearly, she had come in just to eavesdrop on their conversation.
The two actresses secretly grumbled in their hearts, too afraid to speak recklessly again since the shoot had just begun, and if they offended someone and got their roles taken away, it would be useless to regret it.
Shi Su’s stomach churned uncomfortably, holding the tissue she had just used as a prop, and she hurriedly lowered her head, heading towards the elevator. She turned out of the corridor from the restroom and was about to go in another direction when she suddenly bumped into someone. At that moment, she couldn’t make out the person’s aura and only felt a jolt through her body, nearly causing her to vomit directly. She quickly lowered her head, muttering "sorry, sorry," and attempted to move past the person quickly.
But there was a pathway leading from the restroom with chairs placed nearby, blocking most of the way, making it difficult for her to pass.
So Shi Su could only lower her head and apologetically say, "Sorry, could you let me pass...?"
Before she could finish speaking, her gaze suddenly fell on a familiar-looking cufflink on the sleeve of the person in front of her, causing her eyelid to twitch as her brain momentarily stalled, unable to recall which pair it was, she abruptly looked up.
Seeing the impeccably dressed, stern man before her, her eyes met his cold gaze, as if he was looking at a stranger—
Shi Su’s instinctive reaction was to step back quickly.
However, her body immediately reacted in another way that she could no longer suppress.
"Ugh..."
Shi Su couldn’t cover her mouth in time...
"Ugh... ugh..."
As she vomited, the man’s expensive black suit and shoes were the first things she saw, covered in everything she had just thrown up...
The more she looked, the more she couldn’t help but continue vomiting—
Jun had just discovered from the table that Shi Su was missing, and after learning from Wei Sinan that she had gone to the restroom, she was about to go there to find her.
Before she could reach the area, she saw from a distance what had happened at the corner outside the restroom corridor. Jun immediately covered her eyes, unable to bear watching, clutching Shi Su’s bag as she discreetly turned back, crouched to her seat at the table as if she had seen nothing and nothing had happened.
Wei Sinan noticed her coming back so quickly, "Where’s Shi Su? Didn’t you bring her back?"
"It’s fine, she already vomited." Jun was abnormally calm.
Wei Sinan frowned, "Vomited? Vomited where? Doesn’t she need help?"
"It’s fine, don’t worry about it."
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Meanwhile—
Shi Su knew exactly what she was doing and who she was vomiting on, but she couldn’t help it.
After finishing, she did not dare to raise her head, seeing the mess all over the man, and apologized over and over, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry... I accidentally drank too much, I... ugh..."
Shi Su immediately raised a hand to cover her mouth, afraid of vomiting again, but still gagged once more, though nothing else came out, it was still a decent retching sound.
Jing Jihan’s face turned dark, and he grabbed her wrist, seemingly wanting to push her away.
As a result, Shi Su, unable to stand steadily, staggered and nearly fell backward. He didn’t let go of her wrist until she was barely stable, looking at her with a frosty expression, "What grudge do you have against me?!"
Shi Su wanted to apologize to him, but her hand was held, so she couldn’t lift it up. She had to lower her head, move closer, clasp her hands in front of her forehead, and nod repeatedly in apology, "No... I’m sorry, I’m sorry... Mr. Jing, I’m sorry... I drank too much... please don’t hold it against me... I really drank too much... I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."
Besides emphasizing how drunk she was and repeatedly apologizing, she had nothing else to say.
In any case, regardless of who he was, first of all, she had to apologize, apologizing was the right move!
She truly drank too much.
Even an unobservant person could see that.
Lu Zhao rushed over and immediately stepped in upon seeing the scene.
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."
Shi Su continued to clasp her hands in repeated apologies.
Seeing the terrible state of Mr. Jing’s attire, Lu Zhao: "...Mr. Jing, we have spare clothes in the car."
Jing Jihan’s face was icy, and passing people wanting to use the restroom were scared off by the scene, opting for facilities on another floor instead.
Shi Su kept her head low, in a posture of sincere apology, and no one saw clearly who the unfortunate woman who vomited on Mr. Jing was; some noticed her dress seemed familiar, but no one dared to scrutinize.
Shi Su kept her head down, apologizing, "How much did your clothes cost, I’ll pay... I’ll pay... I really didn’t mean it... I’m sorry, sorry..."
Lu Zhao: "..."
Shi Su, you’re such a handful!
Jing Jihan’s temples twitched as he released her, but then Shi Su wobbled and nearly fell forward again, prompting him to support her shoulders and coldly call Lu Zhao over, "Help her."
Lu Zhao quickly approached, supported Shi Su’s shoulders, not daring to touch anywhere else, and glanced towards Jing Jihan, who had entered the restroom to clean himself. At this point, Lu Zhao refrained from asking more, merely holding steady the still clueless Shi Su, who mumbled apologies to the air, feeling a heavy headache.
Five minutes later, Jing Jihan emerged from the washroom, seeing Shi Su leaning against the wall, still muttering "sorry."
He glanced at Lu Zhao, whose face was stern, "Was Cen Jun supposed to accompany her today? Where is she?"
"...She ran."
"Ran?"
"When I arrived, Cen Jun said she saw Mr. Jing in a situation here that looked urgent, then left, carrying Miss Shi Su’s bag." Lu Zhao looked equally exasperated.
Jing Jihan: "..."
"I’ll give her a call." Lu Zhao, feeling a chill from Mr. Jing’s gaze, quickly took out his phone to call Jun.
However, after getting through, he looked up at Jing Jihan, expressionless.
"Cen Jun hung up."
Suddenly, the woman leaning against the wall whimpered and shouted to the air on her left, "It’s just a piece of clothing... I’ll pay! It’s not like I can’t afford it... why glare at me... I smacked my head on an iceberg, and I didn’t even curse..."
Then, abruptly, as if experiencing a split personality, she turned to the air on her right and clapped her hands together in utmost sincerity, saying, "Sorry, sorry... I really didn’t mean it..."
Lu Zhao: "..."
