On a very large comfy looking bed covered with pink blankets, sat Yu Yan, giving her best friend a sympathetic look. Ying Yue, desperately trying to make her agree with her kept begging over and over again.
"Please, just this one time." She pleaded, trying to give her best puppy dog look.
"No." Yu Yan replied sternly.
"Please." Ying Yue begged, this time with frustration evident in her tone.
"Nope." Yu Yan said again with a big smile.
"Please, for me." Ying Yue pleaded, pouting her big cherry lips. Yu Yan opened her mouth to reply but found herself closing it back.
"Xiao Yue, I know I promised that I'll catch you if you fall but why not just prevent you from falling. That dude is a cheating bastard. You can live without him, please just don't." Yu Yan blood boiled as she remembered Qing Qing, Ying Yue's asshole of a boyfriend.
"No, that was just one time." Ying Yue pressed and Yu Yan raised an eyebrow. Once a cheat, always a cheat. That was what she thinks. However, she didn't know why her friend was easily manipulated by that man.
"Xiao Yue, that's a very stupid decision. I'm sure you'll regret it. You can't get a tattoo of that freak on your body. Whenever you see it, you'll cry."
" Cry in ecstasy when he gets mad and cuffs me onto the bed." Ying Yue joked and Yu Yan made a gagging face.
" I don't need to know your sexual kinks. You're a singer, a role model, please don't do this." Yu Yan argued but Ying Yue just kept on smile.
" He loves me, Yu Yan. This is the least I could do." Yu Yan was stupefied. What did that bastard do to her best friend? She was sure he's still cheating.
"How did he explain those texts on his phone?" She asked Ying Yue with a smile of victory. Yu Han had hacked into his phone some time ago and showed Ying Yue all those freaky texts. He had almost six girls he was playing at the same time.
"You know it's not cool to hack people's phones." Ying Yue reprimanded.
"Let me guess, that's what he told you."Yu Yan retorted and her best friend smiled. Yu Yan just shook her head. Ying Yue was a goner.
" Fine, I'll go with you." She said and Ying Yue squealed.
"Only to make sure the tattoo is in an inconspicuous place and is very tiny." Yu Yan added and Ying Yue smiles.
" You'll be late." She looked at the clock, avoiding the topic. Her best friend had finally agreed to go to the tattoo shop with her. She was being careful lest Yu Yan changes her mind.
" I wish I don't have to work. Look at you, so so rich, just snap your fingers and you have it." Yu Yan whined.
" If I'm rich, what are you? You got almost ten times what I have."
" I'm still poor." Ying Yue burst into laughter.
" Rich pauper." She teased and Yu Yan frowned. She pick up a dart from her nightstand and threw it on a paper on the board at the side of her room.
That, was the debt she had recently paid. She was glad she did, the woman she owed was so saucy and mean. She had lots of debt to pay. Now, she had to pay Russo, the popular mob boss. She maked a silent prayer that he doesn't destroy her life. She owed him twenty thousand yuan.
Yu Yan really hated her life. She was what Ying Yue called her, a rich pauper. She had to run away, the reason why she's currently living in Ying Yue's penthouse. Yu Yan met Ying Yue online, when she asked Yu Yan to help her hack into her ex boyfriend's phone. Turned out that one was cheating too.
"Hey, can I wear your pink heels." Ying Yue asked as Yu Yan stood up and walks towards the door.
" Which one?"
" The one with glitter, the limited edition." Ying Yue replied and walked out, not waiting for an answer. She knew Yu Yan won't say no. Sometimes, Yu Yan couldn't help but wonder why she asks.
Yu Yan jumped up and walked into her bathroom, she had to get ready and go to work. Work, the only way she could pay her debts. Her life was pretty messed up. She had learnt the hard way not to trust anyone.
She put on her pink lipgloss and walked into the kitchen.
"What did you make?" She asked a sweating Ying Yue.
"Instant Noodles." Yu Yan groaned. Ying Yue always made noodles. Couldn't she make something else?
"I'm trying to fry my egg."
"Don't fry mine." Yu Yan protested quickly but her best friend ignored her.
" Fine, but make sure you add basil, spring onions, parsley and bell peppers." Ying Yue knew Yu Yan hates her eggs bland. She would rather boil them than not add all of those ingredients.
" Yes, ma'am." Yu Yan giggled. If people were to see her now versus in public they'll think she have dissociative personality disorder.
After gobbling down the food, she put on one of her black sneakers, tied her hair into a ponytail and ran out.
"Let me drop you off." Ying Yue called after her.
"I'll be fine." The ice cream parlor was not far anyway.
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"Cake batter." The cute small boy said and she scooped a large quantity for him. If Yan Mei, her boss saw her, she'll almost pull her hair. Yan Mei had always warned her not to give out large quantities but what could she say, the little boy was so cute.
" Gummy bears." He squealed and she added them. She puts it in a medium sized cup and gives it to him.
" You're so pretty." He commented and she tried to smile. Try, however, couldn't. She just sighed.
" Hey, the least you could do is smile. " Yan Mei yelled. Yu Yan turned to look at her and from her peripheral vision sees the boy cower in fear. She was giving Yang Mei one of her infamous, very cold glare. Yang Mei just bit her cheek and walked away.
Yu Yan turns back to the boy who was already smiling back. She looked astounded, normally, the kids always cry. She would have been fired a long time ago, if not for Ying Yue. She got the job because of her in the first place.
Ying Yue signed a contract with Yang Mei to always get ice cream here as long as Yu Yan works here. Ying Yue's getting ice cream from the parlor had boosted the sales like crazy. All her fans went there everyday. Hence, Yang Mei always had to put up with Yu Yan's attitude for the sake of profit.
Ying Yue was one of the most popular singers in the world, her songs were famous with their Grammy awards. Hence, she had a very huge fan base. However, when it came to love, Ying Yue was the most stupid person ever. She was secretly dating Qing Qing, who was obviously cheating on her.
With the love songs she sang, it was no wonder she was like that. With a fiery face, but a buttery heart, Ying Yue was a typical woman every mother wanted for her son. Unlike Yu Yan, who was like a person with a mental disorder.
While with people she trusts, she becomes a shy chatterbox. Always acting so cute and mumbling out everything on her mind. Her face did a big contribution to that too, she had very long dark brown hair with lovely, sparkling light brown eyes that seemed to drink into the depths of one's soul.
Like a magic switch, when she was not with her love ones, those eyes become filled with emptiness. She doesn't look at strangers twice, let alone talk to them or even help them. She was a firecracker living in her own world.
"You're the most beautiful person I've seen in Crisco." The boy said and Yu Yan just stared at him. At least she was not glaring, most people avoid her because of that. Crisco was were she lived. The town was filled with top notch celebrities as well as bad dudes, the mobsters.
"My name's Zhang Wei." The boy pressed and she nodded her head.
"Yu....Yu Yan..., Can I have your number?" He read her name from her name plate, sometimes she hates that she has to wear that.
Deep down in her head, she couldn't help but think,
'Is this young lad trying to hit on me?' She almost burst into laughter.
"She would give you if you come here tomorrow." Yan Mei interrupts and Yu Yan rolls her eyes. Yan Mei loved to turn everything into a business deal. The naive boy just smiled broadly and walked out.
"What was that?" Yan Mei yelled at her. Yu Yan just shrugged and resumed cleaning the marble top.
"You didn't even say thanks for coming ." Yan Mei chided. What could Yu Yan say? She was not thankful he came. She was not thankful she's working here. She was not thankful that she has to meet strange people everyday. Why should she lie?
"Yu Yan, Yu Yan, he's here again." Xiaoyu, her coworker and best friend squealed. She's one of the few people she talks to.
"Who?" Yu Yan answered, totally ignoring her fuming boss.
"Lei, he came here asking for you yesterday. He's so hot, look at him." Xiaoyu pointed at the stuck up playboy stepping out of his limo. A rich spoilt brat, one of the many jobless guys chasing Yu Yan. It's a wonder he hadn't given up. As far as everyone knows, he won't be getting shit from Yu Yan.
He was the main reason she hated name tags. He keeps bothering her. Yu Yan was surprised Yang Mei didn't give him her number in exchange of a stupid deal.
Huaze Lei, one of the popular playboys in Crisco. It's said that his smile can melt hearts, well except Yu Yan's. She didn't see anything heart melting about him. She always wondered why girls fall for his stupid charm.
"Cookies and cream." He replied Xiaoyu, still staring at Yu Yan. She had stepped back for Xiaoyu, no way in hell would she take his order.
"Looking beautiful, wifey." He commented as he passed her what he thinks is a gorgeous smile. He's hot, like super hot, however, being Yu Yan, she could not and will not be interested. She had more important things in my head than him.
His smile grows when he saw that she refused to acknowledge him. A weirdo, just like the boy earlier. The boy in front of her was already shaking in fear.
" Wa...waf...waffles." the boy said looking down. Damn, what did she do to scare him so much?
She placed it in front of him and he grabbed it and runs away. She pursed her lips, she was so used to that reaction.
"You scared the kid." Huaze Lei commented but Yu Yan still refused to acknowledge him. He dropped a large sum into the tip bowl and she fought the urge to ball her fist. Spoilt rich dude.
She noticed the sign still says 'closed' and she walked towards it. Yan Mei always forgets to turn it. Probably because people still come anyway.
She flipped it so that it says open and dusted her hands. As she turned, she bumped into a hard chest.
"One day, you'll be mine." Huaze Lei whispered into her ear, his hot breath fanning her neck. She stepped away from him and walked back to the counter, not sparing him a second glance.
As stuck up and cute as he is, she couldn't bring herself to even give him ideas. She's not and will never be the one for him. She believed she was not the one from any guy out there.
All of them, however, didn't know that,
When they were younger, She's the woman their mothers warned them about.