After Switching Bodies, the Mad Overbearing CEO Takes Over the Entertainment Industry-Chapter 126 - : Overcoming the Night, A New Beginning

Chapter 126: Chapter 126: Overcoming the Night, A New Beginning

Ji Tian found Qin Jiangsheng under a tree, with his right hand covered in blood, looking up at something unknown.

“Qin Jiangsheng,” she called out upon hearing Ji Tian’s voice.

He turned to glance at her, and his indifferent gaze made Ji Tian hesitate to approach. He seemed like himself yet also unlike himself. The air around him was full of conflicting qualities that made Ji Tian’s steps halt abruptly, not daring to come closer. Eventually, she overcame her fear of the aloof Qin Jiangsheng and walked up to him.

She held medical gauze and iodine in her hands, took hold of his hand, and without asking why he had gotten into a fight, she said, “How could you be so careless and hurt your hand? What will you do about the school exam?”

There was a gash in the palm of his hand, caused by pottery, and the wound had already begun to clot. She stuffed the gauze into his hand, cleaned his wound with iodine, and said, “This might hurt a little; just bear with it.”

Qin Jiangsheng looked down at her fluffy hair, and his cold demeanor softened a little. It wasn’t until she was wrapping his hand with gauze that he slowly said, “My grades are terrible. Whether I take the exam or not, it makes no difference.”

Ji Tian continued her task without pausing, her head bowed as she spoke, “Even so, hurting your hand is still painful. You’re not allowed to use sharp objects anymore.” Her voice paused, then gained a hint of laughter, “But you can use a stick that won’t hurt your hand, and next time you fight with Bai Tingyu, call me. I’m strong; I can take him on myself.”

So this was what it felt like to have someone care when you’re hurt.

Not having to lick your wounds alone, enduring sickness, he could expose his wounds without hiding them until they rotted and stank.

He pulled a pocket watch from his pocket, now badly broken, with a photo inside. The photo depicted a woman of stunning beauty and delicacy, but her face and eyes were completely devoid of smiles, which spoiled her beauty.

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Ji Tian’s heart skipped a beat. The woman’s glamorous eyes and eyebrows resembled those of Qin Jiangsheng. The next second, Qin Jiangsheng said indifferently, “I was abandoned by her when I was four, left at the door of the orphanage. She never smiled at me, only cursed and beat me. Despite that, I still craved her love. I was obedient, didn’t cry, didn’t make noise, thinking that it would change her hatred. But all I received was endless torment. What kind of mother wishes her own child dead? Even my name carries her hatred.”

Ji Tian’s eyelashes trembled lightly, and her reason told her she shouldn’t listen anymore. This was the secret of the antagonist, after all. She looked up at his tranquil face, as if he were merely summarizing someone else’s tragic story.

“Qin Jiangsheng…”

“Shh,” he suddenly broke into a beautiful smile, laced with madness and destruction, “Listen to the end of the story, Ji Tian.”

Ji Tian took a step back, and Qin Jiangsheng reached out to steady her on the shoulder, preventing her from moving, “The person in this picture is my mother. Hatred for her has driven me until now. I became sensible at two and was always told I was a bastard child. I’ve always hated it when others call me by my name; every time is an insult to me.”

Ji Tian’s mouth fell open slightly. She knew the big villain had a sad life story, but she never imagined just how dark his childhood was, full of his birth mother’s rage, or that at four years old, he was abandoned at the orphanage’s door. Did he know his fate then? Did he stand there silently as she walked away without looking back?

This sharp abandonment, this loathing that tormented him, followed him as he grew up.

And his name…

It was only then that Ji Tian realized.

Qin Jiangsheng… qjs…

One had to hate Bai Yan Zhang very much to transfer all that hatred onto a newborn.

Ji Tian clenched her fist hanging by her side. She too had grown up in the orphanage, and the first person she remembered after becoming sensible was the matron. The matron had told her she was abandoned shortly after birth and that it was the matron who had picked her up.

Unexpectedly, her destiny was so similar to that of Qin Jiangsheng’s.

In the end, Ji Tian lifted a smile, “It’s not like that. Your name is very nice; it’s not an insult, it’s blessed with good wishes.”

“The sea welcomes the morning sun at the break of day, and the river spring flows into the old year,” she read, “Look at these lines of poetry where the dawn breaks and the rising sun slowly emerges before the night fades; it is rebirth. You’re not filthy, you are a little angel.”

Qin Jiangsheng breathed much lighter, as if grasping something at the end of the dark night, the rising sun.

He released Ji Tian, looked down at the photo in his hand, then slipped it into his pocket. His sole purpose had always been to drag this woman down into the mire, but now, this thought weakened. Ji Tian called him a little angel, a good person, clean. Even the meaning of his name seemed to become beautiful.

He thought of himself as the devil feared by everyone but resolved to be the good man belonging only to Ji Tian.

…

The next day, families sent their cars to pick them up.

Bai Tingyu left with Shen Zhiyi, completely indifferent to whether Qin Jiangsheng returned home or not.

Ji Tian’s car also arrived, followed closely by a black luxury car. Ji Tian was about to invite Qin Jiangsheng when the driver of the car behind excitedly waved and called out, “Second Young Master Bai! Over here!”

Qin Jiangsheng’s gaze sharpened almost imperceptibly when he recognized the newcomer.

Ji Tian also looked over, finding the face more and more familiar.

Half a minute later, she pointed at him and asked, “Have we met at a bar before?”

Qu Rong’s excitement froze. Oh no, he’d forgotten Ji Tian was there. He toned down his smile, “Miss Ji, which bar might you be referring to?”

Ji Tian squinted slightly, “Humph, caught you, you’re that guy. I mistook you for Qin Jiangsheng.”

Her eyes darted between the two men; Qin Jiangsheng remained calm, while Qu Rong was visibly nervous, fearing Ji Tian would notice something amiss.

She slapped her forehead in frustration, “Qin Jiangsheng is so handsome, how could I mistake you for him? He is obviously taller than you. I must be blind.”

Qu Rong: “…Are you being polite?”

He forced a smile, “Thank you for remembering me, a nobody. I am the exclusive chauffeur of Second Young Master Bai, sent by Old Master Bai who was worried about his grandson not having a car.”

Only then did Ji Tian breathe a sigh of relief. With Old Sir Bai in the Bai Family, they wouldn’t treat Qin Jiangsheng too poorly. She nodded, wary of this haughty man mistreating Qin Jiangsheng, and gave a cold snort, “Alright, take good care of your Second Young Master. If I find out you’re contradicting yourself behind his back, I’ll report you to Grandpa Bai and get you fired!”

Qu Rong: “…”

After boarding her luxury car, Ji Tian rolled down the window and waved at Qin Jiangsheng with a smile, “I’m off first, see you at school.”

Qin Jiangsheng nodded slightly, “Yeah.”

After Ji Tian’s car slowly pulled away, he turned to look at Qu Rong and expressionlessly climbed into the back seat.

Qu Rong hurried to the driver’s seat, assessing the young master’s mood through the rearview mirror—his eyebrows faint, seemingly in good spirits.

“Why are you here?”

Hearing Qin Jiangsheng’s question, Qu Rong casually responded, “What else? You disappear and can’t be reached so often that Ninth Young Master arranged for me to join the Bai Family as your exclusive chauffeur. Now I can pass on any private missions to you directly.”