Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu

Jun took a step towards her and narrowed his eyes. “So, MissImperfectlyFine. What story are you planning to put forth at the Summit?”

His gaze was transfixed at her. This was the woman who had made a place in his heart through her stories. The woman who always managed to irk him.

Strange…

She was there in my past life as MissImperfectlyFine and now I met her as Ai in person. He had a long conversation with her at the shopping complex that day. But he felt as if he still had tons of things to say to her.

This revelation still felt surreal to him.

Ai slightly lowered her gaze. “I have a story in my mind. But I still have to organize my thoughts over it.”

Jun waited if she would share her idea with him, but he let it go when she seemed to be in some deep contemplation.

Well, I will learn it at the Summit anyway, he squinted his eyes.

But until then…

Jun royally sat on her couch and bent his right knee over his left as he unlocked his phone. As expected, the storm that arose after her post was quite fierce.

‘What? So they are the same person? She might not be a plagiarizer. But she is still a liar!’_.

‘Already lying to get into a company? Geez, how desperate!’

‘I know why she is so desperate. CherryBlossom is a rising author in Dream High, and MissImperfectlyFine cannot take it. That’s why she is running away like a coward from her rival hahaha!’

‘You are right. She thought she could stand a chance if she switched companies, but she is such a loser.’

‘Companies should just ban her! She doesn’t deserve to be a writer!’

Jun’s irises turned frighteningly cold.

Who the fuck are you to decide if she deserves to be a writer or not?

There was a similar chaos going on Reading Point chat too. The members were flooding Ai with direct pings, demanding an answer from her and expressing their dissatisfaction. But Warlord and some other neutral members along with her few loyal readers were trying to fan down the flames.

Ai slightly widened her eyes as Jun made himself at her home and was now oozing out killing aura for some reason.

Jun jerked his glance towards her and she straightened up, waiting for him to speak.

“Where is my coffee?”

She blinked.

Coffee?

“Am I not a guest here?” He questioned.

“Yes…”

“You are not a very good host,” he smiled in disdain.

Her brow twitched.

“I will bring coffee right away,” she headed towards the kitchen, mumbling to herself thinking about the ring he bought for Shui, “You are not a good person either…”

His ears twitched, and he narrowed his eyes. “Did you say something?”

“You are mistaken.”

Jun sneered and turned his attention back towards his phone. He logged into Weibo using Sky’s official account.

He stared ahead for a second before looking back at his screen and typing on his phone.

Ai returned carrying a small tray with a cup brewed with fresh and hot coffee for him. “Here.”

“Hm.”

She sat on the other couch, quietly waiting for him to finish his cup of coffee. Then she began to feel restless and opened her phone. She knew she would come across many hateful comments, but she had prepared her heart.

Ai took a silent breath and scrolled down the feed. All this time, her post was at the top trending position. But now, it dropped down to second place with a new post from Sky that had fired up the community once more.

So, they have finally responded to my post.

She tapped on Sky’s post, bracing herself for their reply. But she could only look dumbfounded as she read the post.

‘After hearing what MissImperfectlyFine has to say, there is something important that Sky wants to clarify. It was under my, that is the Sky CEO’s order and rule that no writer or employee from Dream High was allowed to join Sky. I won’t delve into the reasons, but that’s how it was.

I had my own concerns, but this incident opened my eyes to the fact that an innocent writer needlessly had to suffer. The plagiarism charge almost killed her career because Sky’s rule and Dream High’s tag behind her forced her to assume a different identity. I realize my extreme measures were detrimental for those who truly wanted nothing but to progress and move forward.

There is no plagiarism case to be made when Butterfly and MissImperfectlyFine are the same people. For that, Sky takes full responsibility and sincerely apologizes to MissImperfectlyFine. As for the defamation that she had to suffer because of us, Sky will pay 5 million Yuan to her as compensation.

Last but not the least. MissImperfectlyFine. Sky have caused you a lot for trouble, but I hope you don’t change your decision to join Sky. We welcome you with all our heart.’

The statement was plain, simple but sharply direct.

Ai rapidly blinked her eyes. She read it over and over again, disbelief filling her. Her lips parted and closed a number of times.

How was it possible? Here she apologized to Sky for lying but there Sky apologized to her back instead of blaming her? She was fully ready to face the respurcussions and here Sky responded opposite to her imagination. And they even announced the compensation of 5 million Yuan!

5-5 million…

She still couldn’t wrap her head around it.

Ai peeked at Jun and asked, “Did you talk to your cousin-“

“No,” he cut her off with his reply.

She pursed her lips and thought about MrPerfect, Sky CEO.

Why would he do this for me when he doesn’t know me that well?

She recalled how MrPerfect had threatened her to ruin her career forever. But now his statement was in her favor rather than destroying her future.

Despite the confusion, her heart bloomed in joy. With Sky’s supporting statement, there were now mixed reactions from the readers. Some still blamed her, some felt pitiful for her and her circumstances while some accused Sky of having such a biased rule against Dream High’s writers.

It was a weird situation where the community really didn’t know who to blame exactly. But all in all, the situation against MissImperfectlyFine was toning down rapidly.

Jun’s pupils were fixed on Ai whose lips had blossomed into a beautiful smile filled with relief and joy. He tilted his head, staring at her like that.

Ai felt his gaze, and she lifted hers too to meet his eyes. Jun’s breath got stuck in his throat and he slightly coughed, feeling his heart race faster.

Ai’s heart internally skipped a beat too. She looked at the empty coffee mug and then peeked at him.

Technically, Jun got all his answers and he should be leaving but…

Ai waited. Five minutes, ten minutes and then twenty minutes passed by, but Jun remained seated, not even budging from his place.

She asked, “Is there anything else?”

Jun narrowed his eyes and sneered. “Yes. I am staying the night here.”