Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 604: Crying Like the World Had Ended

Chapter 604: Crying Like the World Had Ended

Ning Shu worked with Qiao Yi the entire day and only returned when it was night. The moment she opened the door, she saw Mai Douer curled up on the sofa, crying with her head on her knees.
What happened now? Ning Shu lifted her brows. Mai Douer was practically made out of water these days. In the original storyline, Mai Douer was soaked in honey, but now she seemed like a child that was soaked in bitter water.
Why was she crying again? Ning Shu felt that there were a lot of things that didn’t need to be cried over at all. She personally hated crying at every little thing, since what use was there in crying?
She hadn’t cried a single time in all the worlds she had gone through. She didn’t even fake tears to evoke pity in people.
Sometimes Ning Shu would wonder if she was really a woman. Perhaps the experience of going through over a dozen years of painful treatment had made her tenacious.
“What happened? Why are you crying again?” asked Ning Shu.
Mai Douer lifted her head from her legs. She hadn’t taken off her makeup yet so her tears smudged her eyeliner and created black streaks on her face.
It was seriously unsightly.
Mai Douer’s expression was flustered and fearful as she cried, “Big Sis Chen, I’m really scared! I’m really scared.”
“What happened?” asked Ning Shu as she had Qiao Yi get water for Mai Douer to wash her face.
Mai Douer hugged her arms while shivering.
Ning Shu lifted her brows. Could it be that something had happened to Mai Douer? Or that she had gotten involved with the male lead?
“Tell Big Sis Chen what happened? Crying like this won’t solve anything.” Ning Shu had to restrain her temper and force herself to sound patient. For some reason, when she saw Mai Douer weeping like this, she had a strong urge to just beat her up then have her talk properly.
She felt like she was getting OCD.
“Big Sis Chen, I’m scared. I don’t want to film anymore.” Mai Douer bit her lips hard. “I don’t want to go anymore.”
“Why? Can you let me know why? There has to be a reason, right? It had been hard for you to gather up the resolve to take this role, so why do you want to stop so suddenly?” asked Ning Shu in concern.
Mai Douer bit her lips even harder. Her facial color was very pale and her face was filled with depressed exhaustion.
“The director, he wanted to rape me.” After Mai Douer said that, she started crying again. “The director said he wanted to talk to me about the drama, then… Then he brought me to a room and pushed me onto the bed.”
After listening to the fragments Mai Douer got out between sobs, Ning Shu finally understood what happened. This director had decided to try and get sexual favors from Mai Douer. She was more concerned about the outcome, so she hastily asked, “Are you alright? He didn’t get his way, did he?”
“No, I escaped,” said Mai Douer while crying.
When Ning Shu saw Mai Douer crying nonstop like this, she couldn’t help but feel irritated. Could this girl stop crying already? It was seriously annoying.
“It’s good that you’re fine.” Ning Shu sighed in relief, then asked, “The director didn’t try to chase after you?”
“He did, but I-I bumped into Mo Juefeng. For some reason, Mo Juefeng helped me resolve it,” said Mai Douer.
Ning Shu: …
The male and female leads have already established a relationship?
“Big Sis Chen, I think I should stop filming this drama. The director definitely won’t let me continue and I feel like puking when I see him,” said Mai Douer while crying.
Mai Douer was crying like the world had ended for her, like she had already lost her virginity, but in the original storyline, she hadn’t cried like this after spending her first night with Mo Juefeng.
It seemed like willingness to give sexual favors also depended on what the other party was like. Mo Juefeng was big, energetic, and had good looks, while the director looked vulgar.
“The director will allow you to keep your role, don’t worry,” said Ning Shu in a confident tone.
Mai Douer was surprised. “Why?”
“Because the one that helped you was Mo Juefeng, the ‘crown prince’ of Jiangcheng’s entertainment circles. A single sentence from him is enough to make a nameless artist famous,” said Ning Shu with a smile.