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Chapter 1410 Myself
Chapter 1410 Myself
"I know you're not that kind of person."
The reassuring hug and comforting words instantly touched the most vulnerable part of Sana Minatozaki's heart, a place she had always held onto with unwavering resolve, and it shattered all her bravado.
She had forgotten the awkwardness between them; to her, he was the only support in the boundless sea. She clutched his clothes tightly, buried her face in his chest, and the pent-up grievances, fears, and resentments completely burst forth the moment she found support.
When she was alone facing the bullying from Huang Hana and others, she was isolated and helpless. She had to do everything she could to maintain every bit of her stubbornness. She even had to hold back her tears, afraid that if she showed any weakness, she would be trampled on even more cruelly.
Those unspoken grievances, unspeakable vulnerabilities, and even the fear of near collapse all found an outlet at this moment.
The crying was no longer a suppressed sob, but a devastating outburst; his shoulders trembled violently, and tears streamed down his face, soaking his clothes.
"They haven't spoken for so long, how can they cry like this the moment they meet?"
Chi Jingyuan's voice was tinged with gentle laughter as he patted her back soothingly. At the same time, however, he also noticed her disheveled state: her shirt stained with foundation, her messy, clump-like black curly hair, and the clearly visible five-finger mark even with the foundation covering it. A surge of anger welled up within him, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Ji Kyung-won was very familiar with the behavior of rich kids like Hwang Ha-na, and knew that the identity of an ordinary idol had no deterrent effect on them. So when he heard about Park Jae-hyun, he came over as soon as he could after failing to get through on the phone. Some arrangements were made on the way, but it seemed that he was still a little late.
Meanwhile, Huang Hana's followers seemed to realize that something was wrong. Of course they recognized Chi Jingyuan who had come in, but they didn't expect that Huang Hana, who had been so arrogant just moments before, would suddenly fall silent when she saw him.
The group glanced furtively at the door and were immediately alarmed. They discovered that the two thugs who had been guarding the door were now lying on the ground, replaced by several bodyguards they had never seen before, who appeared to be much more ruthless.
They secretly observed Hwang Ha-na's expression and found that she also looked terrible, as if she was trembling slightly. They didn't dare to interrupt Ji Kyung-won.
Chi Jingyuan seemed oblivious to their subtle actions. He supported Minatozaki Sana's shoulder to steady her, then turned and walked towards the door.
"boom."
With a soft sound, the dressing room door closed. The sound wasn't heavy, completely different from the arrogant and domineering way Huang Hana and the others had slammed the door shut when they barged in earlier. But this time, the oppressive feeling seemed even stronger.
Chi Jingyuan turned around, walked to Minatozaki Sana's side, handed her a pack of wet wipes, and gently patted her shoulder.
Then his gaze slowly swept over the people in the room, completely ignoring the low-class followers, and finally settled on Huang Hana. After looking at her for two seconds, he chuckled: "What, do you know me?"
However, this seemingly casual tone carried an invisible sense of pressure to some people.
When Hwang Ha-na saw Ji Kyung-won and his actions and attitude in comforting Minatozaki Sana, her heart sank.
Those followers weren't of a high enough level to have any contact with someone like Chi Jingyuan, but she did know him, even if she was only at a position where she had to stand on tiptoe to get close to him.
Because they know each other, they are afraid; for these people, bullying the weak and fearing the strong is ingrained in their very being.
Upon hearing Chi Jingyuan's question, she quickly nodded, forcing a smile with a hint of flattery and small talk: "Yes, Jingyuan-xi, we met at the gathering a while ago, remember? We even exchanged greetings then..."
"Now that you mention it, I remember."
Chi Jingyuan nodded slowly, his expression calm, seemingly not angry at all. But just as Huang Hana's eyes lit up, wanting to continue trying to build a relationship, he clicked his tongue and asked suspiciously, "So, it's not because I ignored you back then, and you retaliated against me like this..."
He paused deliberately, then turned his gaze to Sana Minatozaki, who was still sobbing slightly beside him, and his tone suddenly became more serious: "You're bullying my friend, aren't you?"
Although his voice was light and airy, it struck Hwang Ha-na's heart like a heavy hammer, and the air in the dressing room instantly froze.
The henchmen were so frightened that they lowered their heads even further and didn't dare to breathe. Although they were not very polite, they were very perceptive. Seeing Huang Hana's reaction, they knew that they had kicked a hornet's nest.
"Because of……"
Hwang Ha-na opened her mouth, wanting to explain her reasons, but the words just wouldn't come out.
She used the excuse that "Sana Minatozaki seduced her boyfriend Park Yoochun" but she knew better than anyone that the so-called "seduction" was just a self-deceiving facade.
She was simply embarrassed by the news and also disliked Sana Minatozaki's face.
I thought he was just an ordinary foreign idol, and that was enough. He'd done this kind of thing before.
Thinking of this, and looking at Minatozaki Sana not far away, gently wiping her eyes and cheeks with a wet wipe, she couldn't help but curse inwardly.
Who knew that this eccentric Sana Minatozaki actually knew Ji Jingyuan?
...She's such a slut, I wonder how she seduced him.
"It's all my fault. I didn't even know that Sana and Kyungwon were such good friends."
Hwang Ha-na quickly gathered her thoughts, her smile becoming even more conciliatory: "It really was a misunderstanding..."
Seeing that things were not going well, Hwang Ha-na immediately backed down.
But she was interrupted before she could finish speaking.
"Of course, I was just in Banpo-dong when I heard that something happened to her, but I couldn't get through to her on the phone..."
Chi Jingyuan smiled and nodded, his gaze lingering for a second on the shattered phone on the ground not far away, before turning to look at Minatozaki Sana. His eyes softened, and a hint of self-satisfaction crept into his smile: "I'm on my way, I haven't even had dinner yet..."
Sana Minatozaki, who was vigorously wiping her face and trying to control her emotions, felt a sudden warmth in her heart upon hearing this, but then her heart clenched again. She looked up at Chi Jingyuan and saw the smile on his face. She felt a mix of emotions, not knowing whether it was gratitude or grievance. Her heart was in turmoil and burning, and her eyes instantly reddened.
Chi Jingyuan turned his gaze to the few followers beside him and gestured towards Huang Hana with his lip: "Are they all your friends?"
"Inner, Inner Jingyuanxi, we are..."
Several lackeys hurriedly nodded and bowed, smiling obsequiously, trying to get close to him.
But Chi Jingyuan ignored them and didn't even listen to their words. He looked directly at Huang Hana and asked bluntly, "Since Hana-ssi knows me, she should know what the consequences are for bullying my friend, right?"
"Jingyuan-xi, it's really a misunderstanding, let me explain..." Huang Hana was so anxious that sweat beaded on her forehead, and her previous arrogance completely disappeared.
She wanted to explain, and she wanted to try and build a connection.
But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.
"Don't talk..."
Chi Jingyuan's voice wasn't loud, but his tone carried an undeniable air of authority.
"What you said doesn't count."
As he spoke, he turned around to look at Minatozaki Sana. Their eyes met, and he asked gently, "Is it a misunderstanding?"
Even after wiping, Minatozaki Sana was still a mess. Her foundation and lip gloss were mixed with tear stains, forming a muddy patch on her face. Her long eyelashes drooped wetly, and there were still lingering tears in her eyes.
But the little grass that could only be bullied at will just now seems to have become the one who determines the direction of the story.
Hearing Chi Jingyuan's words, she was startled and stared at him blankly.
A few seconds later, encouraged by Chi Jingyuan's gaze, she looked at Huang Hana and met Huang Hana's eyes.
In those eyes, besides pleading and begging, there was also a subtle threat, as if warning her to "stop now."
The images of being slapped by Hwang Ha-na, having foundation poured over my head, and being verbally abused flashed through my mind instantly, and the grievances and anger that had been building up inside me surged up again.
She has a very good personality, that's what her friends all say.
Sana Minatozaki sniffed hard, met Keigen Chi's gaze, shook her head, and said firmly, her voice still trembling with emotion, "No."
"Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Chi Jingyuan reached out and gently brushed aside the slightly messy bangs on Minatozaki Sana's forehead. His fingertips followed the stains on her face and landed on the clear handprint.
"Anything is fine?" Sana Minatozaki looked up, her voice hoarse.
"Well, anything is fine."
"I want to fight back."
Sana Minato bit her lower lip, her voice trembling slightly as she spoke.
"Should I help you type it... or will you type it yourself?"
Their eyes met, and Chi Jingyuan asked with a smile.
In my memory, Sana Minatozaki has always been sweet, lively, and like a little sun.
They are also hardworking and resilient.
Like wild grass, it can be blown about by the wind and temporarily bent into any shape it needs, but the inner core of the grass has long been engraved with its own persistence, and it will stubbornly grow no matter what.
Every time they met before, even when she had a bad cold, she was still beautiful. This was the first time he had seen her like this. And the first time he saw her, he saw her at her most disheveled and weakest, as if she had been mercilessly trampled into the ground, covered in mud.
Chi Jingyuan didn't feel embarrassed at all. In fact, looking at her determined and bright eyes, combined with her dirty face, he felt a unique kind of charm.
"Myself."
Sana Minatozaki took a deep breath and bit her lip to make a decision.
Hearing their conversation, the henchmen didn't dare to breathe, while Huang Hana's expression changed instantly. How could she tolerate such an insulting slap from that little bitch she looked down on?
"Go."
Chi Jingyuan nodded slightly, gave her an encouraging look, and gently patted her back.
Before she could refute, Chi Jingyuan had already spoken, and with encouragement from his gaze, Minatozaki Sana slowly walked up to Hwang Ha-na.
Every step felt like breaking free from previous timidity and fear.
Standing in front of Hwang Ha-na, looking at her face, Minatozaki Sana found her body trembling uncontrollably.
The woman in front of her had just been so arrogant and domineering, using the most vicious language to call her a "bitch" and a "slut," and pouring foundation on her head in the most cruel way, wantonly humiliating her.
But at this moment, the other party was like a frightened wild boar, his eyes darting around, full of resentment, desperately trying to find a way to escape.
Hwang Ha-na wanted to resist, but dared not. She could only stare at her intently, her eyes filled with pleading, entreaty and a veiled threat, as if to say, "If you dare to hit me, I will not let you get away with it."
Sana Minatozaki stood opposite her, looking at the person who had just humiliated her. Her still-sharp face no longer held the infuriating and fearful smile that had been there before; instead, it was replaced by a fierce yet cowardly demeanor that even Sana could see.
The pain on her face, the filth on her body, and the humiliation in her heart all intertwined and swelled together at this moment, growing hotter and hotter, like a pot of boiling water, scalding her heart.
Sana Minatozaki raised her right hand, her fingers spread out, the pretty light-colored nail polish on her fingertips reflecting the cool light from the ceiling.
Finally... finally...
She slowly raised her hand, her fingertips turning slightly white from the force, but when she was about to slap him, she trembled and stopped there.
A jumble of chaotic thoughts flashed through her mind: the other party's viciousness, the bullying, the other party's background, the impact... but suddenly she just couldn't bring herself to fight.
More importantly, she really had never done anything like that, never fought back so recklessly, and never... been protected like that before.
She even felt a little dizzy for a moment, wondering if all of this was real.
Someone did indeed appear and save her in response to her prayers.
Or was it that I was bullied by these people to the point of emotional breakdown, and everything was just a figment of my imagination?
Sana Minatozaki trembled, and her hands trembled as well. Her arms felt as heavy as lead, and she couldn't bring them down.
Can I really...?
"call……"
Just then, a warm breath gently brushed against my neck, carrying the clean scent of cedar.
The next second, a broad and solid figure quietly stood behind her, its presence heavy and reassuring, like a mountain she could lean on.
Chi Jingyuan stood behind Minatozaki Sana, gently holding her hand, his palm against the back of her hand, the warmth passing through her skin, steadily pressing down the coldness and trembling of her fingertips.
He leaned down slightly, his cheek almost touching her temple, his warm breath brushing against her ear again, his deep and gentle voice seemingly possessing magic:
"Push harder."
Those two simple words seemed to possess magic, dispelling all her hesitation and timidity.
No sooner had he finished speaking than he grabbed her hand and, with a furious outburst, swung Minatozaki Sana herself.
That force contained not only Chi Jingyuan's unwavering support, but also Minatozaki Sana's long-suppressed grievances and resentment. It was as if she had used all her strength to try to find her lost dignity and desperately wanted to vent her emotions.
As if using all his strength, he slapped Hwang Ha-na hard across the face.
There was a crisp sound of "pop".
A sharp, loud sound exploded in the quiet dressing room, where you could hear your own breathing. It hurt your eardrums, and even the air seemed to freeze in shock.
The slap came quickly and hard. Before Huang Hana could even react, she was jerked to the side, and a five-finger mark identical to that on Minatozaki Sana's face instantly appeared on her cheek. It was so red that it looked like it was about to bleed.
She gasped in pain, then let out a sharp scream, clutching her cheek and staggering back two steps before tripping and nearly falling to the ground.
Her eyes were filled with disbelief as she stared at Minatozaki Sana, as if she couldn't believe that she had actually been slapped by this little bitch who had just been at her mercy.
The henchmen next to him were also startled by the sudden slap, and they all lowered their heads, their shoulders tense, not daring to even breathe.
Sana Minatozaki, however, seemed to be struck as well after the slap, her whole body stiffening, standing there blankly.
The sensation of the slap on Hwang Ha-na's face still lingered in her palm; the crisp "smack" sound seemed to still vibrate in her eardrums, along with the image of Hwang Ha-na screaming and staggering backward, magnified in her mind.
The next second, an unprecedented, surging pleasure suddenly exploded from the bottom of her heart, spreading through her blood to every part of her body, almost drowning her completely.
It was like a glacier that had been accumulating for thousands of years suddenly melting away, like a boulder that had been blocking one's chest being violently pushed aside. All the dignity that had been wantonly trampled on, the grievances that had been unjustly imposed, the anger that had been cruelly treated, the fear of being isolated and helpless—all the gloom that had been building up in one's heart—was completely shattered and broken free in this slap.
Her tense body relaxed without her realizing it, her trembling fingertips stopped shaking, and although her eyes were still red, they no longer showed the fear and grievances of before, but rather a clear and relaxed feeling as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
What an extreme release this is!
Beyond this exhilaration, what warmed her heart even more was the figure behind her who had always been steadily supporting her. She could clearly feel that Chi Jingyuan's hand was still gently covering the back of her hand, the warmth of his palm still warm and firm, like a solid barrier, protecting her from all her unease.
But before she could turn around to see the person or say anything, the large hand that was holding hers suddenly let go.
Then, he gently patted his back and chuckled encouragingly, "Was that not enough?"
"continue."