HBWMA -Chapter 308 The Person I Like

“Ding—”

The bell on the glass door rang crisply, and the café waitress immediately stepped forward with a smile.

“Welcome. Are you Miss Jiang?”

Jiang Huasan nodded. Just as she was about to speak, the waitress pointed toward the only occupied table in the shop.

“That customer has been waiting for you for a long time.”

Following the direction of her finger, Jiang Huasan looked over—and froze.

Shen Lanxi?

She walked closer, glancing around.

“How did you end up here… and why are you even drinking instant coffee?”

The hand holding his cup paused slightly. Shen Lanxi set it down with calm elegance.

“Why can’t I be here? Didn’t you tell me to keep an eye on things?”

“…When did I—was that what I meant?”

The more she thought about it, the more something felt off. Jiang Huasan narrowed her eyes at the boy across from her.

“Where’s Fu Xiaoxiao?”

Shen Lanxi looked at her.

“She can’t come.”

The implications of that sentence were too heavy. Jiang Huasan suddenly realized she might not understand Shen Lanxi at all.

“What did you do?”

Shen Lanxi replied indifferently, “Nothing much. Just gave a small warning.”

In a dark alley corner, Gao Zhi removed his bloodstained gloves. More than a dozen men lay scattered on the ground.

The tattooed man knelt on the blood-soaked stone slabs, trembling in fear.

Soon, footsteps echoed from the alley entrance. A group of men in black suits walked in.

“Help! Help me!” the tattooed man suddenly found hope. Crawling forward desperately, he cried, “I pay tribute every year! Please, protect me, hall master!”

The Shen family’s underground network had twelve branches in Whale Harbor, each responsible for one district. Small-time thugs would voluntarily pay tribute for protection. Within these territories, black-on-black violence was strictly forbidden.

The tattooed man had no idea who Gao Zhi was, assuming he was just a hitman sent by an enemy.

Gao Zhi raised an eyebrow, his gaze sharp as a blade.

“Scram.”

The Western District hall master bowed respectfully.

“Master Gao, Miss Mianzhi said our people are more experienced in handling trash. No need to dirty your hands.”

Gao Zhi glanced at the gloves on the ground, then put on his sunglasses.

“The young master doesn’t want to see them in Whale Harbor again.”

The hall master bowed again.

“Understood.”

The tattooed man felt as if the sky had collapsed, collapsing to the ground in despair.

“Aaaahhh!!!”

At that moment, a helicopter flew overhead. Hanging beneath it was a naked woman. The alley was narrow, and the aircraft passed quickly—but the tattooed man still recognized her instantly.

Even the Fu family couldn’t protect her… was the sky falling?

Su Residence.

Su Yun had been walking for a full twenty minutes.

Along the way, she saw ornate architecture, strange rocks, and lush trees everywhere. Just as she was amazed by the Su family’s unimaginable wealth, she was told this was only the servants’ outer resting courtyard.

Her excitement cooled slightly.

Wasn’t Su Miao inviting her to a birthday party? Why was she brought in through the servants’ area?

Or was this simply how aristocratic families operated?

Unease crept in. Her anticipation was now mixed with anxiety.

After passing the outer courtyard, the terrain suddenly opened up. Not far away, Su Miao was standing in front of a stone lion, waiting.

Su Yun quickly adjusted her clothes and ran up timidly, eyes full of expectation.

“Miss Su, I passed a bakery earlier and saw this kitten cake. I thought you’d like it. Thank you for inviting me. Happy birthday.”

Su Miao’s lips curved into a smile. She raised her hand—and slapped the cake to the ground.

Su Yun’s smile froze instantly as she stared in shock.

“Miss Su…”

Su Miao crossed her arms.

“You’re really naive. I said one thing and you just ran over like that. Go on—this is my house, and I don’t welcome you.”

Su Yun looked at the shattered cake on the ground for a long moment, then nodded slowly.

“…Alright. I understand.”

She didn’t look at Su Miao again and turned to walk back.

Although Butler Su was a little puzzled by Su Miao’s unusual behavior, as someone who had watched her grow up, he naturally stood unconditionally on her side.

“Miss, let’s go inside.”

Su Miao stared at the messy little cat-shaped cake, her gaze gradually turning desolate.

After a long while, she began to mutter to herself: “How could I be so vicious? How could I be so selfish? How could I say something so cruel to her?”

Su Miao shook her head. She couldn’t believe that the person just now was herself.

“Miao Miao? What’s wrong with you?”

Su Zhuo was urged by Old Master Su to come out and check what was going on. As soon as he reached the door, he saw Su Miao standing there in a daze, talking to herself.

Su Miao grabbed Su Zhuo’s hand tightly. “Brother, that person just now—she is your sister! She’s your biological sister!!!”

Su Zhuo smiled helplessly and touched Su Miao’s forehead. “What nonsense are you talking about? My sister is you.”

“It’s not me!” Su Miao suddenly broke down. “I’m going to find her. I’m going to find her.”

Su Yun came to ask for a way to survive. Those words she just said would drive her to death.

Su Miao pushed Su Zhuo away and turned to run outside.

Soft English love songs played in the café as Jiang Huashan idly stirred her coffee.

Where exactly had things gone wrong?

Could it be that because Fu Xiaoxiao’s wrongdoing wasn’t an important plot point, it got skipped?

Seeing her distracted, Shen Lanxi took the initiative to speak. “Where are we going after finishing coffee?”

Jiang Huashan looked up at him and was about to speak—

【Ding——】

【Current character Su Miao has arbitrarily destroyed her character label. Plot punishment: immediate erasure!】

Clang—

Jiang Huashan’s fingers loosened, and the spoon struck the bottom of the cup with a crisp sound.

In an instant, that suffocating pressure surged back. It felt as if she had fallen into a cold ocean, her body sinking deeper and deeper.

No!

She couldn’t fall asleep. If she did, Su Miao would die.

In the stagnant illusion, she struggled upward with all her strength. Even though there was no light, no world, no audience in the dark water, she still refused to yield.

Jiang Huashan, wake up!

【Ding——】

The tide receded, and order returned to the world.

Looking at the turbulent dark liquid in her coffee cup, Jiang Huashan’s consciousness snapped back.

She looked at the time on her phone. Only one minute had passed. Then she stood up. “Shen Lanxi, can we go somewhere together?”

【Ding——】

【World Script Rule Four: This world’s plot cannot be altered by any force other than the Gate of the Script.】

Shen Lanxi’s fingers lightly traced the rim of the cup as he looked at her. “Where are we going?”

“……”

Damn script.

With no choice, Jiang Huashan pointed at the flower shop next door. “Go buy a bouquet of flowers first. I’ll tell you when you come back.”

Shen Lanxi glanced in the direction she pointed. “Don’t run around.” With that, he got up and left the café.

After he left, Jiang Huashan quickly put on her hat, grabbed her backpack, and hurried out without hesitation.

“Hello, what flowers would you like to buy?”

Shen Lanxi stood in front of the flower display, quietly watching through the glass as Jiang Huashan ran farther and farther away.

The shop assistant was very enthusiastic. “Or you can tell me who it’s for. We can help you arrange a bouquet.”

Shen Lanxi turned to look at her, his expression distant and detached.

“The person I like.”