HBWMA -Chapter 206 I Can Protect You

Just look at him! Do you hear what he’s saying?

A “white moonlight” is someone you can’t have—but I don’t have one!

The underlying meaning is: I won’t be someone who can’t get what I want. If I want it, I’ll get it.

Jiang Huashan had already seen Shen Guiling’s methods after he shed his restraints, so she wasn’t surprised at all by this mindset. In a world with such rigid class hierarchies, anyone who could rise through an “underdog script” like his must have an exceptionally stable and powerful mentality.

Fu Sui’er weakly raised her hand to offer a different opinion. “Brother A-Ling, don’t think like that. Otherwise, you might get slapped in the face later.”

“Exactly!” Jiang Huashan couldn’t stand Shen Guiling’s smug attitude and spoke in an old-fashioned tone. “Young people shouldn’t be so arrogant. There are millions of people in this world—do you really think you have the ability to make everyone like you?”

Shen Guiling just smiled.

Fu Sui’er waved her hands. “That’s not what I meant. I mean… Brother A-Ling, have you ever thought that the person you like might die? She might like you too, but you still can’t be together? White moonlight characters in TV dramas and novels are usually like that.”

Shen Guiling froze slightly. Something seemed to flash through his mind, and the warmth in his eyes faded instantly.

But only for a moment. He quickly curved his lips again. “You should watch fewer dramas and read fewer novels like that. They don’t make logical sense.”

Fu Sui’er laughed awkwardly. “That’s what I used to watch. I don’t even know if the tropes have been updated now.”

“They probably… have,” Jiang Huashan said with a strange expression, as if she wanted to say more but held back. She looked at Fu Sui’er. “You’re saying that in most novels, the white moonlight dies early?”

Fu Sui’er nodded. “It’s a trope. The white moonlight is pure and flawless, but how can any relationship in the world avoid suffering? The reason she’s always remembered is because she fades at her most beautiful moment. After that, even if there are countless people in the world who resemble her, none of them are truly her. That’s BE aesthetics, substitute romance—it all evolved from that.”

Jiang Huashan’s brows nearly twisted into a knot. “So… none of them don’t die?”

Fu Sui’er thought for a moment. “There are some, but in those cases the white moonlight usually becomes a comparison figure for the later heroine—or even a side character. Personally, I think it’s better if they die. After all, there’s nothing to compete with when someone is dead.”

Jiang Huashan glanced at her. “I don’t want what you think. I want what I think.”

Fu Sui’er blinked. “Then what do you think?”

Jiang Huashan looked up at the sky. “I think it’s unlucky.”

At that moment, what was the name of the “script door” again? “How Did I Become the White Moonlight Just by Acting Up?”

So… who exactly was she the white moonlight of? Don’t tell her it was really a death flag script?

Who understands this? She had originally thought she held the script and was ahead of everyone—but it turned out she’d walked into the wrong set entirely. She was nothing at all.

Because of this “white moonlight” topic, Jiang Huashan fell into deep thought again.

Fu Sui’er clearly noticed that Jiang Huashan’s mood had become unstable after leaving the cafeteria, but with Shen Guiling present, she couldn’t ask directly and could only observe quietly.

The medical facilities at Yucai were comparable to a private hospital. To serve the young masters and ladies at any time, the doctors worked in shifts even during lunch breaks.

The swelling on Jiang Huashan’s forehead had become quite noticeable. After a brief examination, the school doctor immediately took her to the rest room for treatment.

As soon as they entered, they saw a girl in the corner of the bed with her face wrapped up like a mummy.

“Come, sit down.”

The school doctor held an ice pack and gently pressed it against Jiang Huashan’s forehead. “There’s no open wound, so it should be fine. Use ice first to reduce swelling, then observe after twenty minutes.”

Before Jiang Huashan could respond, the doctor’s gaze swept over Shen Guiling and Fu Sui’er, finally landing firmly on Shen Guiling.

“Student, please help hold this for her.”

Shen Guiling paused slightly. “Me?”

“Yes. Let her lie down like this, gently. If you press too hard, it’ll hurt.”

Jiang Huashan immediately kicked off her shoes, pulled back the blanket, and lay straight down.

“…”

Shen Guiling silently walked to the bedside. The doctor pulled over a stool, handed him the ice pack, and before leaving, reminded him carefully: “If the ice pack warms up, there are replacements there. Please pay attention. If there’s any blood clot after the swelling goes down, notify us immediately.”

Shen Guiling took it. “Alright.”

Fu Sui’er smiled and leaned in. “Shanshan, then… I’ll go out for a bit and come back later to see you?”

It didn’t take a guess—she was definitely going to look for Shen Mingzhen. Jiang Huashan closed her eyes and waved her hand. “Go ahead.”

Fu Sui’er turned around and casually glanced toward the corner. The girl had been facing away from them the whole time. After a brief moment of consideration, she lightly tapped Shen Guiling’s shoulder.

“Brother A-Ling, I’ll leave it to you.”

Shen Guiling nodded. Only then did Fu Sui’er feel reassured enough to leave the lounge.

The person in the corner was none other than Zhao Tang.

That morning, under the guise of giving acting instructions, Xiao Lanlan had slapped her more than thirty times. Her face had been beaten beyond recognition. At the time, she had already been half-conscious. If Su Yun hadn’t stepped in to help her in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

With Fu Xiaoxiao before her and Xiao Lanlan now as well, Zhao Tang was thoroughly shaken. She was like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow. So when she heard Jiang Huashan’s voice earlier, she was so frightened she froze completely, immediately wrapping her entire face in bandages and hiding in the corner.

The lounge was quiet—so quiet one could hear a pin drop.

Zhao Tang’s heart kept pounding wildly. She couldn’t understand why she kept running into Jiang Huashan in the infirmary.

Carefully, she turned her head, peeking through the gaps in the bandages to look at the man and woman across from her.

The girl seemed to have fallen asleep. The boy lowered his eyes, slowly rolling an ice pack in his hands. His fingertips drifted just beneath her forehead, no more than half an inch away, as the ice pack carefully moved between the warmth of his palm and the girl’s pale skin.

As if sensing her gaze, the young man slightly lifted his eyes and glanced over indifferently.

Zhao Tang was startled. Unable to think further about the meaning behind that look, she quickly turned her head away in fear.

Shen Guiling calmly withdrew his gaze and looked back down at Jiang Huashan without blinking.

After a long while, he tilted his head slightly. As he adjusted the ice pack, his finger “accidentally” brushed lightly against the bump on her forehead.

“Hiss—”

Jiang Huashan immediately opened her eyes and glared at him in dissatisfaction.

“Be careful, or I’ll complain to Grandpa and say you gave me this bump.”

Shen Guiling said, “I have to go to Jinwan this afternoon. I won’t be around for long—do you want Shen Lanxi or Shen Qingyu to come over?”

Jiang Huashan looked disgusted.

“Neither.”

After a pause, she suddenly came back to her senses.

“What are you going to Jinwan for? Your stepmother again?”

“Mm.”

Jiang Huashan studied him closely.

There was something she had never quite understood. Yao Ge was just a neurotic woman, and Shen Guiling’s ambitions clearly went far beyond inner-family struggles. With his intelligence, it should have been effortless for him to shake off Yao Ge’s control.

So why was he spending so much time entangled with her?

Something abnormal must have a hidden reason. What exactly was he plotting?

That thought had just occurred to her.

Since this current storyline was a derivative of “Dominating the World with Passion”, there would inevitably be overlapping plotlines between the old and new scripts. Anything that didn’t overlap would be a “variable” in this new script.

She could try to identify these variables—maybe she could even piece together how the plot would develop.

Leaving everything else aside, she at least needed to figure out who exactly her “white moonlight” was. If she didn’t manage to survive until saving Grandpa and instead died early, that would truly be absurd beyond belief.

Jiang Huashan rolled her eyes and put on a willful expression.

“You’re not allowed to go!”

“Hmm?” Shen Guiling lifted his eyelids slightly, amusement hidden in his eyes.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Huashan changed her tone.

“Fine, you can go—but take me with you.”

If she remembered correctly, according to the plot of “Dominating the World with Passion”, tonight’s Jinwan banquet would be attended by many political figures. It was said to be a charity gala, but in reality, Yao Ge was using it to help her husband pave the way for regaining the position of council leader.

In the previous life, this charity banquet had been very successful. Shen Qian had secured over 65% support in the Jinwan district.

Since she was now the only variable in this script, she might as well wander through the plot at will and see how this damn storyline would react.

Shen Guiling looked at her.

“Take you with me?”

“Yeah.”

Jiang Huashan grabbed his arm and slowly sat up.

Shen Guiling watched her quietly, not reacting.

Jiang Huashan patted his shoulder with a look of mock concern and exaggerated kindness.

“It’s dangerous for boys to go out alone, especially someone like you—a social butterfly. Take me with you. I can protect you.”