Chapter 1993: Backstab

With that brain, you might as well take over the scriptwriter, direct and act on your own, wouldn’t that be great.

“So what about me allegedly keeping you captive in the hospital?” Nan Jiaojiao asked.

“No!”

Song Yuan immediately denied it, then paused before explaining, “You didn’t imprison me, it’s just that my leg is injured, I can’t… move conveniently, so most of the time I’m lying in bed. You’ve been taking care of me, I’m very grateful.”

She probably meant to say she couldn’t get out of bed, but a video of her “severely injured leg” walking had gone viral all over the internet, which is why she hastily changed her words.

Nan Jiaojiao continued to ask, “What’s the deal with your parents? I stopped them from seeing you and hired a caregiver to watch over you at night.”

“Although they don’t live in Rongcheng City, they have many friends here. My dad is busy with social engagements, and my mom has friends to visit and also makes sure my meals are looked after. It’s not that she doesn’t come, just that after my dad goes back to the hotel at night, someone needs to take care of me. She knew you were here and felt at ease with you, but you also need to go home and rest at night, so she hired a caregiver to take over, not to monitor me.”

Song Yuan clenched her fist, “I’ve already transferred the caregiver’s expenses to you, haven’t I? It’s not fair to have you spend more.”

She stared at Nan Jiaojiao, with a warning in her eyes, telling her to know when to stop. Everything that could be covered up already had been, leaving each other’s dignity intact, why push it to a breaking point?

However, Nan Jiaojiao just didn’t want to read the room and intended to push further, “Can you and your family really feel at ease with me taking care of you, considering how often I gave you the cold shoulder on set?”

Song Yuan: “…”

She just felt like punching something!

“Rest assured, my parents had met you before, they know about you from what I’ve told them. I was so happy to see you on set, and we even had some interaction back in the Capital City, so seeing a familiar face here felt comforting. That’s why I sought you out to chat whenever I had time, maybe you were just busy back then, it wasn’t intentional to give me the cold shoulder.”

Does she count mere nodding acquaintances, or is just seeing each other from afar considered a connection?

“Oh, so then…”

“Enough!”

Just as Nan Jiaojiao was about to speak, Song Yuan had already lost her patience. Her temper flared, and she couldn’t control her tone, it would sound like a reprimand to anyone listening.

Chu Yao keenly eyed over, and Song Yuan quickly turned her head, forced a smile, “Alright then, Jiaojiao, everything that needed explaining has been cleared up. This is also why I wanted to start a live stream. It was said you were too hasty. We are friends. How could I not have your back, right?”

Nan Jiaojiao looked calm, unaffected, “You having my back means you betrayed your fans, it’s a misunderstanding with me, but when the whole internet was attacking me, you didn’t even say a kind word on my behalf.”

“Betrayal” is too serious of a charge, especially for someone like her, a celebrity without a classic representative work to rely on, only built on hype and popularity. A single misstep and she could quickly be replaced.

This accusation cannot be accepted.

She gritted her teeth, and forced a laugh, “How could that be? My fans and I are on this journey together. They’re rational and reasonable, just like me. I intended to explain, but the situation was too chaotic back then, I hardly had the chance to say a word, that’s all.”