Chapter 63: How Could It Be Her?

"Then the price will be different." Ye Shen’s lips twitched slightly. So, he too could be seen through at times. For some reason, he always felt that Chu Luoxi was very familiar with him. He really wondered how those who gave her his phone number had introduced him.

"Of course, it’s cash on delivery." Chu Luoxi raised an eyebrow, secretly amused. In her past life, she was always unsettled by his inscrutable nature. Now that their roles were reversed, it felt rather good.

She was sure Ye Shen had already investigated her before coming, but with the cheat of rebirth on her side, there were things she knew he couldn’t possibly find out.

For some inexplicable reason, Ye Shen suddenly felt the same frustration he did when dealing with another particular person. Tsk, if more of these people appeared, how was he supposed to survive?

Having handed the matter over to Ye Shen, Chu Luoxi finally breathed a huge sigh of relief and could simply wait for the results. She had always thought that the man surnamed Tang was just a front; there had to be someone behind the scenes who knew the three of them very well. Back at the photo studio, the feeling was clear as day—it was all about destroying Zhu Xueshuang!

How deep must the grudge and hatred run? Vaguely, Chu Luoxi felt that the person was from Di Ying; otherwise, how could they have tracked Zhu Xueshuang’s whereabouts so precisely the other night? Even if that weren’t the case, the mastermind definitely had a close informant within Di Ying.

The thought that there were such watchful eyes around the dorm, seemingly brewing something ill at any moment, made Chu Luoxi reluctant to return. After meeting Ye Shen, she packed her things, planning to visit Zhu and Liu, freeload a couple of meals, and head straight to the film crew the next day.

She knew their families were well off, but she hadn’t expected them to be renting an entire villa together. Even if it was a shared rental, it was still extravagant.

After marveling at their home, Chu Luoxi felt her decision to crash here was a stroke of genius.

In the afternoon, she even met the parents of both girls. Especially Zhu Xueshuang—Chu Luoxi had saved her twice now. Zhu’s parents were so warm in their gratitude that she almost felt embarrassed.

Liu’s parents were just as enthusiastic. After all, it was Chu Luoxi who secured the opportunity for "Crystal Love." That was no small favor, and since their daughters got along so well, the families were naturally harmonious.

In the end, Chu Luoxi had to beat a hasty retreat, fleeing into the guest room. “Good grief, your parents are too enthusiastic! If I keep eating like this, I’m going to burst!”

"Heh, you should be grateful—all the good stuff ends up in your bowl," Liu Yujia said with a laugh, hugging a throw pillow. It was a rare treat to see Chu Luoxi looking so flustered.

"If you want some, just say so. I’ll share! If I don’t die stuffed, I’ll be half-dead at least..." Chu Luoxi rolled her eyes and shot back mercilessly.

"Honestly, you get all the treats and you’re still not happy!" Zhu Xueshuang, her cheeks rosy, looked much recovered.

"No matter how good the food, you've got to have room for it. I don’t know if dying from overeating is a happy way to go, but I sure feel awful!" Chu Luoxi sighed, not daring to touch her stomach for fear she’d throw up at a single prod.

Finally, after her food settled, Chu Luoxi climbed onto her computer and discovered an email from Ye Shen. She couldn’t help but marvel at his efficiency—it was as high as ever!

Looking through the results, Chu Luoxi was stunned. Among the documents were several photographs, and with a single glance, she could deduce the entire story.

Wang Yanan—she never would have guessed it was her.

That so-called nouveau riche Tang was actually the son of Wang Yanan’s backer? No wonder she’d found Tang vaguely familiar during their first encounter at the photo studio; she must have met his father in her previous life. Their features were quite alike.

"Damn, it really is her! No wonder that Tang fellow suddenly approached Xiaoxue—it was all premeditated!" Liu Yujia couldn’t hold back a curse as she saw the files.

They’d speculated for so long, yet never realized the enemy was right beside them. What on earth was Wang Yanan scheming?

"No wonder that Tang guy seemed to know so much about you and catered to your preferences right from the start. There’s someone orchestrating everything behind the scenes!" Chu Luoxi’s face grew grave, deeply shocked by this truth. In her previous life, Zhu Xueshuang had suffered so much—was it all Wang Yanan’s doing?

They had underestimated just how ruthless some people could be. To ruin a person’s life, she pulled no punches.

Zhu Xueshuang’s face was frosty, and her limpid eyes flashed with hatred. She and Wang Yanan had always kept their distance, rarely interfering in each other’s affairs, and she’d even spoken up for her now and then. Why would Wang Yanan go to such lengths to harm her?

Thinking of the trap at the photo studio and the peril of the previous night, it was clear—someone wanted her destroyed.

"I just remembered—right before I left the dorm that night, Wang Yanan had just come back. She even asked where I was going. I thought it was odd at the time, thought she’d changed her ways. Turns out, it was all a setup." Zhu Xueshuang had never been so furious; her delicate face was sharp with anger. She was no pushover and would never let herself be bullied. Now that she knew the truth, it was a fight to the death with Wang Yanan...

Just think—if Tang had succeeded, what kind of miserable life would she be facing now? Worst of all, when one scheme failed, another took its place. Would nothing satisfy them but her utter ruin?

Don’t tell her that if nothing actually happened, it could all be ignored. No one is born to be a victim.

"She just can’t stand to see you doing well. Still, you all share a dorm—she really went this far? Xiaoxue, did you ever seriously offend her?" Chu Luoxi was baffled. Tang's actions were clearly targeted at Zhu Xueshuang. Maybe he was genuinely interested in her, but something didn’t add up.

"No, I didn’t!" Zhu Xueshuang looked bewildered. "If offending someone is the issue, all three of us, along with plenty of our classmates, have argued with her. She has no reason to single me out."

Liu Yujia, who had been reading the files, suddenly looked up. "I just remembered something—from the second semester of our freshman year, during finals. One day, Xiaoxi wasn’t around, and for some reason, we started talking about being a mistress. Back then, Wang Yanan still came back to the dorm every night. She said there was nothing wrong with being someone’s mistress, as long as it was true love and all that. Xiaoxue, do you remember?"

"Now that you mention it, I do! I think I even sneered at her then, saying that being a mistress just meant being used—that talk of true love was the biggest joke. I remember Wang Yanan’s reaction was odd; she didn’t argue back. But would she really go this far just because of that?"

This was a society governed by law—could such a trivial reason really drive someone to such extremes? It was simply unbelievable.