Chapter 1170: Conflict in the Dance Studio
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xia Yingluo kept quiet.
She recalled Wei Lingnan’s eyes last night. They were glowing with a weird passion. He was brutal in bed, assaulting her as if he was eating her up. No matter how much she struggled, she was only faced with harder intrusions.
This man was a demon.
She felt a chill down her spine and tried to remove him from her mind.
Jin Ling’er got anxious. “Say something, Yingluo! What’s wrong? I can help you find a solution, that’s better than you keeping it to yourself! Do you know that the training camp is exploding with news that you were raped!”
Xia Yingluo did not expect the rumors to spread so quickly. However, looking back at her embarrassing look when she ran back, she could only smile bitterly.
Jin Ling’er got even angrier and placed her finger on Xia Yingluo’s forehead. “You can still laugh about this! Laugh all you can! Expect zero marks for your moral classes this semester! What did Zheng Qiuhong say?” She cleared her throat and imitated—”If you want to find backing and support from the rich, it is up to your own abilities. But never let the rumors get too ugly. Else, it’ll backfire on you and punishment will await you. Your debut will be a mess because whoever has a bad reputation will fail miserably.”
Xia Yingluo saw her life-like imitation of the teacher and couldn’t hold her laughter.
Jin Ling’er laughed as well. After fooling around for a bit, she turned serious and asked, “What exactly happened? Someone saw you stepping out of a black sports car. He claimed that the car looked very expensive. Did you really manage to find backing from the rich?”
“Yea, he spent 30 billion yuan on me in one night trying to make me happy. From now on we will become an item. Does this answer satisfy you?” Xia Yingluo made up an answer.
Jin Ling’er rolled her eyes. “30 billion yuan? Do you think I’m stupid? With 30 billion, I could find a hundred girls like you and still be left with change.”
Xia Yingluo stared at her unhappily. “I am this worthless to you?”
Jin Ling’er snorted. “How many girls in this world can claim that they are worth 30 billion? You think you are Xia Ling?” The super Diva Xia Ling had become a legend, a figure that many girls idolized. All of them wished that their lives would be as luxurious.
“She is my… Never mind. I’m in pain, my entire body is aching. I want to sleep, stop fooling around.” Xia Yingluo retracted her words before she could say “my mom”. She covered her face with her blanket and wanted to fall asleep right away.
Jin Ling’er poked her. “Get up and shower, look at how dirty you are.”
“I don’t want to,” she said tiredly.
Jin Ling’er pinched her nose. “Hurry up and shower! Did you forget that we are using the dance studio this afternoon? The monthly test is coming up. If you lose to Jiang Bilian again, she will be a proud peacock.”
She sneered and recalled the issue about the dance studio.
Imperial Entertainment had a limited number of dance studios. During after-school hours, the students took turns to use them for practice. According to the schedule, if they missed today’s practice, they would have to wait until a week later. With the monthly test in sight, everyone was frantically practicing, no one could afford the extra week’s wait.
Xia Yingluo climbed out of bed but fell back with an “ouch”. She said, “It’s so painful.”
Jin Ling’er looked at her suspiciously. “Did you engage in some BDSM last night?”
Xia Yingluo nearly choked on her own saliva. “What did you say?”
Jin Ling’er said, “There’s no other reason why you are in so much pain, right? I have been through this too. Even if it is your first time, it is abnormal for you to be in so much pain.” She reached out to take off her clothes. “Let me have a look.”
“Hmph, pervert!” Xia Yingluo moved away from her hands.
Jin Ling’er laughed. “Now you are energetic.”
Xia Yingluo rolled around on the bed and said, “I don’t feel like practicing.”
Jin Ling’er shrugged. “Whatever. I won’t be the one being looked down on by Jiang Bilian.”
Xia Yingluo and Jiang Bilian were of the same age. One was petite like a fairy, and the other was calm like jade. They were equally gifted in dance and were always compared against by the teacher and classmates. Jiang Bilian did not get along with Xia Yingluo. During the previous monthly test, Xia Yingluo lost out to her by just one point. She was laughed at by Jiang Bilian and her group of friends for a long time. Thus, whenever she heard Jiang Bilian’s name, Xia Yingluo would get angered. “I’m going all out! This time, I’ll definitely score higher! Hmph.” She groaned in pain and crawled out of bed, huffing and puffing while holding on to the handrails. She said to Jin Ling’er, “You can start the practice first, I’ll join you after I shower.”
Jin Ling’er clapped her hands. “Good job.”
After praising her, she went ahead to the dance studio.
Xia Yingluo took a hot water bath. In front of the mirror, the bruises on her body stood out strikingly. She was unable to hide them and was frustrated. It was summer, how would she face others like this? She frantically searched and found a long-sleeved top and long pants and changed into them. It was weird to be wearing them in summer, but it was better than exposing those bruises to the world.
Her body was still in pain. She thought of everything Wei Lingnan had done to her and felt her body warm up.
After taking deep breaths, she managed to calm down and went to the dance studio.
The dance studio was located deep within the classroom block. It was noon, and the corridor was empty. The door to the classroom was ajar and a discussion could be heard.
No, more like an argument.
A girl could be heard saying, “If Xia Yingluo dared to do it, she should not be ashamed of these rumors. So many people saw her alighting from the car. Clearly, she sold her body like a prostitute. She still wants to pretend to be pure? Jin Ling’er, you are her good friend, maybe you are also a prostitute?”
“Keep your mouth clean!” Jin Ling’er’s angry voice rattled.
The girl chuckled. “Haha, keep up your facade. The dirty ones are you and Xia Yingluo. How could the school management schedule our practice together, what if I get sexual diseases from you girls?”
“Zhu Zhu, stop.” This time, a soothing voice could be heard, as if one was trying to ease the situation. “Xia Yingluo is a poor student, you should know that too. She lives thriftily, she had no choice but to become a prostitute, sigh…”
The “sigh” seemed to be filled with pity.
Xia Yingluo was angered. That was Jiang Bilian and her lackey, Zhu Zhu! Look at the two of them, spreading rumors about her being a prostitute and even finding reasons for her.