Chapter 2299 - 2302: The Guilty, Stunning Best Actress Song Weiyin

Bang! The spray of blood and the severed head, just before crashing into the exquisitely decorated wall, were wrapped up by True Yuan.

Wearing a fitted suit, her figure impossibly firm and shapely, the stunning movie queen Song Weiyin stood at the bathroom door without looking back, her eyes cold as she said, "Gong Ziyi, I think you should understand, no matter how many people you kill for me, I won't be moved."

Hearing this, Gong Ziyi, who was gently wiping his hands with a handkerchief, smiled and said, "I don't care. I love you. No one can hurt you. That's a man's bottom line, and it's what I truly think inside. As for whether you'll be moved, whether you'll fall in love with me because of it, that honestly isn't something I factor into my decisions."

"You're wasting your time. I will absolutely not develop feelings for you because of this." Song Weiyin, in her tailored little suit, pushed the door open and went into the bathroom.

Her middle‑aged female assistant gave Gong Ziyi a polite nod and then went into the bathroom as well.

The bathroom was pristinely decorated.

The middle‑aged female assistant scanned everything around them with wary eyes.

Once the stunning movie queen Song Weiyin had stepped into the side stall and shut the door, the middle‑aged female assistant leaning against it spread out a Barrier, making sure no one could eavesdrop on anything, then said in a low voice, "Weiyin, you've been acting a bit strange these past two days."

"No. You're overthinking." Song Weiyin's tone was icy.

The middle‑aged assistant frowned slightly. "Is it because you're being hunted and the pressure's too much?"

"I already said it's not!" Song Weiyin's tone grew a little impatient.

The middle‑aged assistant fell silent for a moment, and when she heard the toilet flush, she said, "Actually everyone has two sides. In an honest person's heart there's a Buddha on the altar, and under that Buddha is a demon. Once the Buddha falls, the demon comes out."

The stall door opened.

The stunning movie queen Song Weiyin came out with a cold face and walked over to wash her hands. Her long, straight legs were drawn perfectly round and full by the close‑cut suit pants.

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

Hearing that, the middle‑aged assistant gave a faint smile. "You weren't like this before. Back then you would never say to Gong Ziyi that you'd absolutely never like him, absolutely never be moved by him. You'd only give him a polite smile, with distance flickering in your eyes."

The stunning movie queen Song Weiyin, washing her hands, trembled.

Then she kept washing in silence, completely unaware that the water was turned up too high, splashing everywhere.

"What's really going on with you?" The middle‑aged assistant, brows knitted, walked to her side and helped turn the water down.

Song Weiyin silently pumped out some soap, but was so distracted she squeezed out a whole lot.

"Weiyin, you've been way too abnormal these two days. I don't know what's going on with you, but if you keep drifting around like this, I'm really afraid something will happen." The middle‑aged assistant said, "I watched you grow up. Whatever it is, you can tell me, because I will never hurt you."

Hearing the middle‑aged assistant say that.

A strange mist slowly gathered in the beautiful eyes of the stunning movie queen Song Weiyin.

"The one who paid big money on the Bounty Hunters platform to put a price on my head is Shen Qiang."

In an instant, the middle‑aged assistant froze. "What did you say?"

Song Weiyin laughed until tears were almost coming out, rubbing the soap between her hands as she laughed. "Isn't it ridiculous? The man I love with all my heart is out there putting a bounty on my head, while the guy I hate most is exhausting everything he has to protect me. That's my world."

Staring at the smile on Song Weiyin's lips, the middle‑aged assistant said, "Impossible. I'll go find Shen Qiang."

"He told me himself." Song Weiyin smiled, her laughter shaking loose tears. "I can understand it. He's doing it to keep other people from getting hurt, deliberately luring Gong Ziyi away. I know."

As she spoke, Song Weiyin's tears began to fall in big fat drops.

"I really envy those women. Shen Qiang, just to protect them, chooses without hesitation to put a bounty on my head. How absurd is that? And I still have to force myself to believe he loves me, that he cares about me."

The face of Song Weiyin's middle‑aged assistant went dark and cold. She snapped, "That scumbag! Weiyin, don't cry. I'll go settle this with him!"

Saying that, Song Weiyin's assistant took out her phone.

"Sister Mei, don't call. You won't be able to find him."

Song Weiyin said softly.

"Honestly, I don't blame Shen Qiang. The grudge between him and Gong Ziyi started because of me in the first place. And now Shen Qiang's Heshenghe still isn't a match for Gong Ziyi. Shen Qiang putting a bounty on my head is him sending Gong Ziyi away, wanting to free up his hands, stall for time, and look for a winning chance."

"I understand all that, but in my heart it still hurts…"

In the mirror, the delicate, beautiful Song Weiyin let her tears fall one by one.

The middle‑aged assistant sighed and tried to comfort her. "Maybe Shen Qiang really had no choice but to do this."

Song Weiyin gave a self‑mocking smile. "I always thought the man I fell for would be some peerless hero. But later I realized I'd fallen in love with a complete bastard. He's thinking about Heshenghe, thinking about Gong Ziyi, thinking about everyone—but the one person he refuses to consider is me."

"Weiyin, don't say that. Shen Qiang must be sure you won't be in danger, otherwise he wouldn't do this." The middle‑aged assistant tried to comfort her.

Song Weiyin was silent for a moment, her tears dripping down hard.

"Right. Shen Qiang knows I won't be in danger, because that bastard has already calculated that Gong Ziyi will risk everything to protect me."

The middle‑aged assistant fell silent, only able to sigh.

"I never imagined that in this world everyone knows Gong Ziyi would give up everything for me, and I'm the one who chose to deliberately ignore it." Song Weiyin turned around, wiped her tears, and looked at the middle‑aged assistant.

"Why?" Song Weiyin raised her brows, almost interrogating herself as she said, "Because I'm ungrateful. I've gotten used to Gong Ziyi being good to me. Whatever he does for me, I take it as a matter of course, because deep in my mind there's always a voice telling me, he treats me well because he wants to sleep with me!"

"That's a shameless way to think!" The stunning movie queen Song Weiyin said seriously. "So I've always wanted to run from him, because he's like a mountain pressing down on me so hard I can't breathe. But now I suddenly understand, Gong Ziyi was never wrong from the beginning to the end. I'm the one blessed without knowing it!"

"And now I'm actually teaming up with that bastard Shen Qiang to deceive him, to stall him. Do you have any idea how heavy my guilt is?"

Looking at the middle‑aged assistant, tears streaming, Song Weiyin said with absolute seriousness, "Gong Ziyi is like a qualified father—he's given me everything. But now, for the sake of some little street punk, I'm going to hurt him. If there really is a Hell in this world, I think I'll end up in the very lowest layer, never able to claw my way back up!"