WWBL 05

Posted by Hari, Released on October 22, 2025

Chapter 05 It’s Only Right to Share Sister Pei’s Burden

In a VIP booth on the second floor—

Gu Chengnian was lounging lazily on a leather sofa, long fingers holding a cigarette as he chatted and laughed with a few friends.

The moment Pei Nian’an spotted him, she instinctively lowered her head to check the hem of her dress.

Her pink haute couture gown set off her porcelain skin beautifully, making her look sweet and delicate.

Pei Nian’an smiled and was just about to walk over when loud arguing broke out from the booth nearby.

“What are you acting so high and mighty for, huh? You’re just a waitress!”
The voice came from a greasy, overweight man.
“You’d be better off with me than slaving here, wouldn’t you? Come on, have a drink with your big brother—it’s no big deal!”

As he spoke, the man reached for the waitress’s waist.

Pei Nian’an frowned.

Before she could react, the waitress in a white shirt and black vest suddenly splashed a glass of wine right into the man’s face.

Her hair was tied up in a high ponytail, her side profile strikingly clean and pretty under the neon lights.

“Sober up!” she said clearly, her voice calm but firm.
“So what if you’ve got a bit of money? I earn my pay with my own hands—there’s nothing shameful about that. Please, show some respect!”

Pei Nian’an raised a brow.
This waitress had some fire in her.
And… she looked familiar.

Looking more closely, Pei Nian’an remembered—
Wasn’t this the “saint” who stopped Yu Zhi earlier that afternoon?

At that moment, Wen Ying slammed down her empty glass and glared at the man before turning to leave.

But the fat man wasn’t about to let her go. He grabbed her arm and roared,

“You think you can lecture me? Do you even know who I am? If I don’t teach you a lesson tonight, you’ll never learn your place!”

“Let go of me!” Wen Ying struggled, but the man pinned her down on the sofa.

More and more people stopped to watch, but no one dared to step in.

Just as Pei Nian’an took a step forward, Gu Chengnian suddenly moved.

Bam!

One sharp kick sent the two-hundred-pound man rolling to the floor.

“Who the hell—” the man started to curse, but one of his companions grabbed him.
“Don’t! That’s Young Master Gu!”

The man froze, his expression changing instantly. After glaring at Wen Ying, he slunk off into the crowd.

Gu Chengnian reached out a hand toward Wen Ying.

“Are you all right?”

Still shaken, Wen Ying looked up—and upon recognizing him, she quickly slapped his hand away.

“I don’t need your fake kindness.”

“Wow~”
From the next booth, one of Gu Chengnian’s friends whistled.
“Our Young Master Gu just played hero! Sweetheart, shouldn’t you at least say thank you?”

Wen Ying straightened her rumpled collar and sneered.

“You rich people are all the same. What’s there to thank? You bully people first and then act like saviors.”

How dare she talk to her Chengnian-gege like that?!

Pei Nian’an couldn’t stand it any longer.

“Hey!” she stormed up, pointing a finger at Wen Ying.
“Chengnian-gege went out of his way to help you! How can you be so rude?!”

Wen Ying glanced between Pei Nian’an and Gu Chengnian, then gave a cold smile.

“Ah, so you’re together.”

She picked up the fallen tray.

“Excuse me, I still have work to do.”

As she turned to leave, she accidentally bumped into someone—spilling a glass of wine right onto Gu Chengnian.

The dark liquor spread across his white shirt like an ink stain.

“Chengnian-gege!” Pei Nian’an cried out, grabbing Wen Ying’s wrist.
“Are you blind?! Do you even know how much that shirt costs?!”

Wen Ying froze.

Then, biting her lip, she said softly,

“I’m sorry, sir.”
She looked directly at Gu Chengnian, completely ignoring Pei Nian’an.
“I didn’t mean to. If you take the shirt off, I can have it dry-cleaned for you.”

“Dry-cleaned?” Pei Nian’an shrieked.
“This is a limited edition piece! You think dry-cleaning will fix it?!”

Wen Ying took a small step back, knuckles white around her tray.

“Pei Nian’an, don’t push me. That’s the best solution I can offer.”

The crowd snickered quietly.

Wen Ying’s face turned pale.

Pei Nian’an gave a disdainful snort, ready to lash out again—
but Gu Chengnian suddenly spoke.

“That’s enough, Nian’an.”

He brushed at his shirt, his gaze sweeping over Wen Ying before settling on Pei Nian’an.

“It’s just a shirt. No need to make things difficult for her.”

Then he turned back to Wen Ying.

“It’s fine. You don’t need to pay for it. Go.”

“But Chengnian-gege—!” Pei Nian’an’s voice trembled with anger.
“She clearly—”

“Nian’an,” Gu Chengnian finally looked at her.
“I said it’s over.”

…

By the time Yu Zhi rushed into the bar, Pei Nian’an was sitting alone in the booth, glaring daggers at Wen Ying.

“Sister Pei!”

Hearing her voice, Pei Nian’an turned around. Seeing Yu Zhi had come alone, she frowned.

“Where are the people I told you to bring?”

“Hold on, don’t get mad yet—what happened?” Yu Zhi panted.

“That saint again!” Pei Nian’an stomped her foot angrily.
“Chengnian-gege helped her, and she still didn’t appreciate it! She even spilled wine all over him!”

She grabbed Yu Zhi and sat her down.

“I can’t take it anymore! I’m going to slap her face off!”

Yu Zhi: “…”

Typical vicious supporting actress—always so direct and violent.

“No, no, Sister Pei, remember—force comes in pairs! Even if you slap her silly, what if you hurt your beautiful hand? I’d be heartbroken!”

Yu Zhi held Pei Nian’an’s hand dramatically.

Pei Nian’an frowned.

“Who said I’d do it myself? You’ll do it for me!”

Yu Zhi: “…But I’m your person, aren’t I? If I hit her, everyone will know you ordered it. That’d be terrible for your reputation!”

Pei Nian’an hesitated.

“Then what do you suggest?”

Yu Zhi’s eyes lit up.

“Sister Pei, we definitely can’t hit her.”

“Why not?!” Pei Nian’an glared.

“Think about it,” Yu Zhi lowered her voice,
“Young Master Gu just defended her, didn’t he? If you go after her now, won’t that make him look bad?”

Pei Nian’an froze.

“Then… what should I do?”

Yu Zhi seized the moment.

“You’re noble and elegant, Sister Pei. Why bother with someone who just carries trays? Arguing with her would only lower your status. What would Young Master Gu think if he saw that?”

The mention of Gu Chengnian made Pei Nian’an waver.

Yu Zhi leaned in even closer.

“Besides, it’s actually a good thing she didn’t thank him! Imagine if she had—she could’ve used the chance to cozy up to him…”

Pei Nian’an’s eyes went wide.

“She wouldn’t dare!”

“Exactly.” Yu Zhi spread her hands innocently.
“If you go after her now, you’ll just give her another excuse to get close to Young Master Gu. You’re way too smart to fall for that, right, Sister Pei?”

Pei Nian’an blinked, realizing Yu Zhi made perfect sense. She patted Yu Zhi’s shoulder.