{dedicated to absurdtheory and Zanika_Marlowe}
Her hair cascaded down her shoulders, creating a beautiful waterfall like effect. Her eyes were beautiful yet sharp and seemed to carry an inexplicable charm that seemed engraved into her being. Although she was young she had the aura of a strong woman. A quality that seemed a bit out of place on her features. The features of a young and innocent girl.
She stared at a mirror blankly her hands touching her face and feeling on completely devoid of scars. Scars she had remembered being there for years. Minutes passed. She just couldn't figure out what was going on.
She seemed to be back… again.
She was back again!
A smile bloomed on her face. She was back. Back before her life had gone to hell. Before…
Her expression froze. Before… before her!
No! She quickly calmed herself down. If she didn't have self control she would have been wasting all that she learnt before she died.
She took a deep shaky breath her body recollecting all her thoughts and letting the out as she exhaled loudly from her mouth. Her emotions settle quickly, as if they were not violently stirred up in the first place.
She leaned back into her chair lazily. A habit it seemed. She reached around for something. A smoke but came up empty. She looked around in confusion before she laughs.
Which normal 17 year old carried around cigarettes? She laughed loudly until she couldn't catch her breath. The heavens gave her a chance to start over again and she would never let that chance fly by. Not again.
…..
Su Qingtang sneezed.
Damn this weather sure is my arch nemises, ah.
She pulled her sweater closer around her as she walked around to return the warmth into her legs.
Wen Xingshen gave her a smile. Seeing him dressed in a suit that fully covered him unlike her who was only clad in a sweater and a skirt Su Qingtang felt the smile was a direct provocation. It simply burned her eyes.
"Qingtang?"
"Big Sister Ziwei?" Su Qingtang greeted. "It seems today is the last day we'll be filming together?"
Bai Ziwei sighed sadly. "I cant believe its been more than a couple months since we started filming."
They smiled for a couple moments in comfortable silence before they were quickly called to get into their place.
Yan Man crouched in the corner inside a large cupboard, her eyes fixed on the scene in front of her. She had quickly his inside there as she had no other place to hide, she really didn't want to get caught but the doubts on her mind were just too much for her to just casually ignore. Her expression was one of intense nervousness. What would she do if-
Four men sat at a round table, two of which carried a distinct air. No matter how you looked at them you could tell they were very bad people. There was no kind bone in their body and paired with a complacent smile on their face, one could tell they were simply up to no good whatsoever.
Lin Yanfeng sat at the table, his right hand man beside him, a slight frown on his face. A rare one as he was always a bit stoic or simply smiling politely. He tapped his finger against the table. A sign of his nervousness.
"Its always been good to see you, Mr. Lin." One of the menacing 'bad guys' said his smile widening to frightening proportions.
Lin Yanfeng rid himself of his frown and returned to speak in a polite tone. "I cant say it been the same, Mr. Meng."
Mr Meng bursts into laughter, and it's the loud raccous type that was definitely out of place in this type of tense setting. He doesn't seem to mind this much and his partner seemed used to it.
"Mr. Lin is always one with a way with words. It never ceases to crack me up. "
"It's a pleasure."
Finally Mr Wen stopped laughing and assumed a near serious expression. Being able to change faces was a bit creepy.
"Haha. Okay, enough with the chit chat. Lets talk business. Have you brought it?"
"Yes." A large briefcase is placed on the table. One could tell its weight just by looking at it.
"I knew we could get along well, ah! Didn't I tell you that he wouldn't be like the others to drag everything out like a wimp." He exclaimed as he turned to his partner who shrugged him away in annoyance. It could be inferred that the partner of his didn't like him very much… Which was to be expected as a lot of people wouldn't like that loud boisterous personality of his.
The camera pans back to Yan Man while everyone at the round table sighed. It seemed that they had passed and hadn't become subject to the wrath of great god Qiao.
To hear the conversation better Yan Man leans forward, forgetting that she was in a wobbly cupboard and with a loud bang she fell out.
Seeing her, Lin Yanfen's eyes widened comically large but when he glanced back at the two men across from him he quickly calmed himself enough to look unperturbed but his white complexion and clenched fist gave him away.
Mr. Wen looks at the fallen Yan Man then looks at Lin Yanfeng, his eyes curling up into a devious smirk. Wordlessly he signed to his partner who goes over to pick up the fallen girl.
"Well, well." Mr Wen chuckles loudly. "Nice of you to drop in. Truly really nice of you."
His partner holds Yan Man hostage and smirks over to Lin Yanfeng. There was a shift somehow. A underlying powershift.
"Now that we've got something else to bargain… I say we up the stakes, yeah?" Mr. Wen reaches his hand to the suitcase in front of him and pulls it towards himself before he reaches out two fingers. "Double. Or nothing."