Only He Came to My Rescue Chapter 9

In order to match the atmosphere of the game, the lights in the living room were dimmed, and Lucas Wen's cold face looked a little weirder under this light.

Everyone had a teasing attitude, but the little princess that day, Jasmine, was sitting on the sofa, looking at everyone blankly.

"You can't afford to play, can you?" Seeing Lucas Wen hesitate to move, Amanda narrowed her eyes and teased.

Qian Yi gave Lucas Wen a perfect smile, "Sister Lucas Wen, do you hate Jasmine? Jasmine is a little willful, but she has always been innocent..."

The two of them put Lucas Wen there. If Lucas Wen was not happy, it meant that she couldn't afford to play and she hated Jasmine.

Lucas Wen glanced at Jasmine. She was too ignorant. Her deer-like eyes were pure and flawless, and she was completely unaware of the bad intentions of Amanda and Melanie Qian.

They wanted to watch a play, so they treated her and Jasmine as opera singers.

Lucas Wen picked up one of Jasmine's hands, leaned over gently, and K!ssed the white and delicate back of the hand. His movements were as gentle and pious as an artist treating a precious work of art.

"I really can't afford to play this game." Amanda said sarcastically.

Melanie Qian covered his mouth and pretended to be amazed, "Those who are not willing to complete Truth or Dare must drink. Sister Lucas Wen, you must not be the kind of person who is unwilling to be punished!"

Qian Yi pushed an unopened bottle of red wine in front of Lucas Wen.

Lucas Wen's eyes were fixed on the bottle of red wine, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Then, Lucas Wen tore off the tin foil cap on the mouth of the red wine bottle, used a corkscrew to lift the cork, poured the red wine into a goblet, and drank it all.

Another round of dice throwing competition began. This time, Lucas Wen had the highest points, while Melanie Qian had the smallest points.

"It's your turn." Lucas Wen looked at Qian Yi with disdain, "I want you to do to Amanda what Amanda just asked me to do."

Amanda immediately opened her eyes wide, "No! Melanie Qian, please choose to drink."

Qian Yi twisted her soft waist and said, "I...I can't drink."

After saying that, he rushed forward and K!ssed Amanda forcefully.

Amanda screamed: "You dead green tea, let me go quickly, don't touch me with your dirty mouth that has touched men before."

The unlucky person became Amanda, but the other socialites were still in high spirits and clapped and shouted.

The warmth of Lucas Wen's lips was still there on the back of her hand. Jasmine covered the back of her hand and looked at Lucas Wen blankly. Lucas Wen's figure blended with the surrounding shadows. Jasmine could not distinguish the emotions on her face. He only felt that she was worse than It used to be a little heavier.

The banquet dispersed and everyone left, leaving Jasmine and Lucas Wen alone. Jasmine glanced at Lucas Wen, picked up a piece of cake and smashed it into Lucas Wen's face. Lucas Wen was caught off guard and leaned on the sofa. One hand grabbed Jasmine inertly and pulled her onto him.

Jasmine wanted to tease Lucas Wen, so she stretched out her arm and took another piece of cake from the square table in the living room and smashed it on Lucas Wen's face. Lucas Wen's face was covered with cream. Jasmine said proudly: "Sister Lucas Wen, today is my birthday, I am the oldest, you are not allowed to be angry."

Lucas Wen looked at Jasmine quietly, her two deep eyes were like a bottomless pool of water, unpredictable.

Suddenly, Lucas Wen pressed down on Jasmine's waist. Jasmine, who was originally straddling Lucas Wen, suddenly sank down and met Lucas Wen's eyes, their breaths intertwined.

Lucas Wen whispered: "Happy birthday!"

The clock on the wall pointed to twelve o'clock.

After twelve o'clock, Lucas Wen seemed to have changed. She pushed Jasmine away and said that she would not accompany her tonight and slept on the sofa.

Jasmine was puzzled but never got an answer.

The medicinal wine had been applied. Lucas Wen covered his heart and retreated to the door. The punishment came again.

Jasmine called her, "Sister Lucas Wen, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Lucas Wen did not respond to her. Instead, she closed the door and left Jasmine's room. As expected, as long as Jasmine left her sight, her heart would not hurt.

Lucas Wen pressed his forehead and frowned.

At this moment, Jasmine called her from inside the room, "Sister Lucas Wen, are you still there?"

"exist."

"Then why don't you come in?"

Lucas Wen remained silent.

Jasmine pursed her lips. You don't want to talk to me, but I don't want to talk to you yet. An hour later, Jasmine suppressed her blush and shouted out the door, "Sister Lucas Wen, I want to go to the bathroom!"

Suddenly, a kind and amiable aunt in work clothes walked over from the door. She bowed ninety degrees to Jasmine, "Hello, Miss Yu, I am the home nanny hired by Mr. Wen for you."

"What about her?"

"Don't worry, I have been doing housekeeping for ten years. I am a well-known high-end housekeeping aunt in the circle. I will definitely take good care of you." The housekeeping aunt said respectfully.

"I'm asking her? Where is Lucas Wen?" Jasmine said with tears in her eyes.

"Boss Wen? She asked me to come over and then left."

A crystal teardrop slid down Jasmine's cheek and fell silently on her lapel.

Why did you leave without saying goodbye? Why did you always leave her behind when she thought their relationship was at ease!

"Miss Yu?" the housekeeper called her softly.

Jasmine stretched out her hand and asked the housekeeper to help her go to the bathroom. After a while, she returned to the room and typed two and three heavily on the note. Lucas Wen had rejected her three times. As the saying goes, three times is the limit. She, Jasmine, was very loyal and gave Lucas Wen nine chances. Lucas Wen, I suggest you don't be so ignorant, Jasmine said to herself.

Angry, Jasmine opened social media. Her fans increased a lot, and there were a lot of dirty words in her private messages, all of which were about her man.

Jasmine was furious. Just when she was about to close the private message function, she found a merchant who wanted her to buy an electric toothbrush.

To be honest, for Jasmine, she has always opened social media just to have fun and share the life of a celebrity. She has never paid attention to those merchants who asked her to GG in private messages.

Today is different from the past, why should she be reserved? The moment he saw the private message, Jasmine immediately returned to the merchant.

The merchant was also very easy to talk to. He taught Jasmine how to post GG pictures and texts, and attached a business link. He told Jasmine that she had very few fans and the conversion rate should not be high, so the GG fee would be only 500 yuan. If the sales volume of the link increased, she would be given a commission of 1% based on the sales.

Jasmine responded immediately.

After posting gg, Jasmine felt a lot more relieved. The former little princess of Shanghai could one day support herself.

One day later, Jasmine was pleasantly surprised to find that the sales volume within the link had increased a lot, even reaching tens of thousands.

She, Jasmine, is very capable in selling goods, Jasmine thought proudly.
 
In the end, the electric toothbrush merchant paid her two thousand yuan.

When Jasmine was feeling smug looking at the two thousand yuan in her account, Miss W sent her a private message, asking her how much she got for the new message.

Jasmine said happily: "Two thousand yuan! It's so easy to make money!"

Two thousand yuan? Lucas Wen was overwhelmed. She bought 10,000 electric toothbrushes, but she only got two thousand yuan!

This businessman is really evil.

"How much is the GG fee without commission?" Miss W asked again.

"500."

Seeing this number, Lucas Wen's fingers couldn't help but tremble. If Jasmine had asked more, she would have known that an account with 60,000 followers could never be priced this way, not to mention that this was her first time to fail.

Lucas Wen closed his eyes and replied helplessly: "I'll order more in the future!"

"I know, I'm very capable of carrying goods, so I definitely shouldn't have this price."

Lucas Wen twitched the corner of his mouth. It was indeed quite strong. He didn't know where to put these 10,000 electric toothbrushes. Lucas Wen decided to give some of them to the company's employees for free and donate the other part.

At this moment, Jasmine excitedly told Ms. W in a private message, "Another merchant wants to contact me, but this time they asked me to go to a location arranged by their company to shoot a promotional video."

"what company?"

"A company called Hua Ying Hong asked me to promote their cosmetics."

Why does this company name seem familiar to Lucas Wen?

Suddenly, Lucas Wen stood still as if struck by lightning. That was the company of Ethan Meng's adoptive parents.

A few years ago, Ethan Meng's parents had a car accident, and Ethan Meng was adopted by a CEO of a cosmetics company.

That's why Ethan Meng, who once came from a poor family, has the arrogant capital he has now.

Lucas Wen could only understand that this was a golden finger given to Ethan Meng by the author of "Love", because ordinary wealthy families would not adopt children of that age.

Lucas Wen's face suddenly turned as pale as paper. It must have something to do with Ethan Meng!

Before he even typed the three words "Don't go", the system warned Lucas Wen: "This is the normal development of the novel plot, you can't stop it!"

At this time, Jasmine sent another private message, "They told me to go to a club. What do you mean I need to go to a club to take photos?"

"They said they would give me 100,000 yuan for each shoot, and I told them I had a foot injury, and they were willing to wait until I recovered before shooting again. Miss W, should I go?"

Lucas Wen hugged his head and let out an extremely suppressed cry from the depths of his throat.

"According to the plot of the novel, what will happen in the club?" Lucas Wen looked up, despair spreading in his eyes.

"What will happen when the male and female protagonists get together is of course what you think!" The system chuckled.

Lucas Wen clenched his hands into fists, his nails almost digging into his palms to bleed.

"If you stop it, do you know what will happen to you? The so-called heartache is just a piece of cake."

"And you can't stop it. You're not the hero, you're just the second female lead. Your life was written casually by the author. It's just a few words in the original book. Tell me, why can't you recognize that you're just a tool?"

The system's words fell into Lucas Wen's ears like a roar. Jasmine was still sending messages to Miss W, "Do you think I'm going or not?"

"Go!" Lucas Wen typed these two words with difficulty, as if giving up resistance. Lucas Wen's shoulders drooped slightly, and a feeling of powerlessness spread from her back. Lucas Wen closed her eyes, leaned back in the office chair, and blood actually seeped from the corners of her mouth.