She gazed at her intently.
"Jiang Jianhuan..."
Chapter 58
"Zhao Zhao, let me explain!" Jiang Jianhuan said urgently, but when the words reached her lips, she could only open them in vain, unable to utter a single word.
What can be said? Saying anything will only worsen his crime. After all, from the moment they met until now, Jiang Jianhuan has been concealing and deceiving them about Su Mo from the very beginning.
"How long have you two been together..." Zhao Zhao had also calmed down from what had just happened, although her head was still a little dizzy, and all she could see was Su Mo watching her, talking to her, and telling her to go out and have fun when she had time. But—
Zhao Zhao's clever little brain started working at lightning speed.
She glared angrily at Jiang Jianhuan.
“It’s been a few months,” Jiang Jianhuan said weakly. “You know, these kinds of things definitely need to be kept secret, especially since you’re his fan, so I don’t know how to bring it up right now.”
"Hmph." Zhao Zhao reluctantly accepted the reason, then quickly became excited and impassioned again.
"How did you two get together! No, how did you even know each other! My God, this world is fucking surreal." She fanned herself with her hand and rolled her eyes wildly on the other end.
"Actually...we were together before, you know, college classmates." After Jiang Jianhuan finished speaking, she buried her face in her hands and cried, completely unable to look at Zhao Zhao's reaction.
"Waaaaah, Zhao Zhao, I really didn't mean it! I had a huge misunderstanding with Su Mo back then, and we never spoke to each other again. I don't even dare to mention him. I feel like crying whenever I hear his songs. I never meant to lie to you!"
Zhao Zhao was numb, seemingly stimulated to the point of a final burst of energy, but had lost all emotion.
"Oh. So, you two are...reconciled?" she said blankly. Jiang Jianhuan hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded.
"I guess so."
"..." Time seemed to pass slowly. Zhao Zhao pursed his lips and looked at her intently.
"Jianhuan, I feel a little dizzy right now. I need to calm down first." After she finished speaking, she immediately ended the video call, and the screen went black.
Zhao Zhao was silent for two seconds, then suddenly jumped up and screamed excitedly, almost lifting the roof off his body.
Jiang Jianhuan stared blankly at the black screen for a while, then pushed back his chair and stood up.
She walked out the door and ran into Su Mo, who had just finished showering and was coming out of the bathroom. She looked clean and refreshed, and was drying her hair with a towel in her hand.
"Waaah—Su Mo! What should I do? Will I lose Zhao Zhao?!"
Jiang Jianhuan felt like she had met a savior and immediately threw herself at him, hugging him tightly. She wrapped her legs around his waist, buried her face in Su Mo's neck, and rubbed against him. The faint scent of shower gel wafted over, like a drowning person grabbing onto the last piece of driftwood.
Su Mo quickly caught her and supported her steadily.
"No, you have to trust your friend."
"But I don't believe in myself..." Jiang Jianhuan looked at him with teary eyes and sniffed.
“She liked you when we were abroad. I watched her videos, albums and news about you every day, but I didn’t say anything.”
"What could you say when we had such a big fight back then?" Su Mo kissed her and whispered.
"I'm afraid you don't even want to mention my name."
Jiang Jianhuan rested her face on his shoulder and remained silent, but the sadness between her brows lingered.
She should have spoken to Zhao Zhao sooner; in fact, she had been planning it for some time, but...
It's all my fault for being too cowardly.
Su Mo carried her to the room. She lay there without saying a word the whole time, as if all her energy had been drained. Su Mo put her on the bed and covered her with the blanket.
"Don't think about it. Maybe she'll forgive you later."
Jiang Jianhuan didn't answer, but just stared straight at the ceiling. After a long while, she blinked. Su Mo was a little annoyed that her attention was drawn to someone else, so he cupped her face and planted a kiss on her forehead.
"If you keep doing this, I'm going to do something else to distract myself."
"No." Jiang Jianhuan softly pushed him away, listlessly turned over, and faced the wall.
I want to be alone for a while.
Su Mo endured for a few seconds, then lifted the covers and got into bed, lying down next to her and holding her in his arms.
"Then how about I come with you?"
"Mmm." She shifted, finding a comfortable position in his arms.
The room was dimly lit and quiet. The two embraced quietly for a while when suddenly, Jiang Jianhuan's phone, which was on the bed, vibrated.
She suddenly threw off the covers, staring at Zhao Zhao's name on them, feeling nervous and excited.
"Oh no, what should I do? Zhao Zhao is looking for me. Could she be here to announce that she's cutting ties with me?!"
Jiang Jianhuan held her phone tightly, too afraid to move. Su Mo glanced at it and reluctantly swiped to open it. "Don't be afraid."
As soon as the video call connected, Zhao Zhao's calm face appeared on the other end. Jiang Jianhuan swallowed hard and looked at her cautiously.
“Zhaozhao…”
"Move aside, let me see my idol," Zhao Zhao said coldly, trying her best to suppress the excitement surging within her. Upon hearing this, Jiang Jianhuan quickly turned the screen towards Su Mo next to her.
"Su Mo, Zhao Zhao wants to talk to you." Jiang Jianhuan said while winking at Su Mo, meaning that he wanted Su Mo to come and curry favor with her.
Su Mo sighed inwardly.
"Hello, Zhao Zhao." He nodded slightly in that direction in a calm and gentle manner. Zhao Zhao suppressed the scream that was about to burst from her throat and took a deep breath.