WWBL 09

Chapter-09 

I Think This Woman Is My Nemesis!

Inside the hair salon.

Pei Nian’an rolled her eyes impatiently at Wen Ying.

Her voice was already thin and sharp; now, because she was so agitated, it went up two more pitches. Even the finger she pointed at Wen Ying’s nose was trembling with anger.

“I haven’t even settled the score with you for spilling wine all over Brother Chengnian last time! Today you embarrassed me in class again, and now, even when I’m just here to wash my hair, I run into you—”

“Why are you everywhere like some kind of haunting spirit?”

Wen Ying looked at the furious Pei Nian’an with calm indifference.

“Classmate Pei Nian’an, I just work part-time at this salon. Don’t overthink it. If you really can’t stand me, you can leave.”

“What kind of attitude is that? You’re an employee, I’m the customer! Don’t you know what manners are?” Pei Nian’an nearly exploded.

She couldn’t out-argue Wen Ying, and she didn’t dare to hit her—so she just stood there fuming helplessly.

“Where’s your manager? I’m going to complain about you trying to kick out a customer!”

The manager, who had been watching the scene in shock, quickly rushed over to smooth things over.

“Oh dear, don’t be mad, miss! This employee just started working here and doesn’t know the rules yet. I’ll talk to her later, I promise!”

Then, turning sharply to Wen Ying, the manager scolded:

“Wen Ying, what’s wrong with you? What have I told you before? The customer is always right! How dare you try to drive one away? Do you have a death wish? Apologize to the customer, now!”

Wen Ying stood still, her back straight and her expression firm, clearly unwilling to admit any fault.

The manager grew even angrier, about to continue scolding her—when Gu Chengnian, standing nearby, frowned.

“Are you done yet? She’s just a junior employee and hasn’t done anything wrong. Why are you chewing her out like that? As the boss, shouldn’t you protect your staff instead of blindly sucking up to customers?”

Manager: “???”

After saying that, Gu Chengnian turned to Wen Ying, his expression softening.

“Sorry, it’s Nian’an’s fault this time. Don’t take it to heart. Tell you what, I’ll apologize on her behalf. Come on, help me wash my hair.”

Pei Nian’an stared at Gu Chengnian in disbelief, but before she could say anything, he had already walked off with Wen Ying.

Pei Nian’an kicked over a stool in frustration.

“Pei-jie, Pei-jie!” Yu Zhi quickly grabbed her before she lost control. “Don’t be angry, please! I’ll buy you milk tea, okay?”

“Milk tea, my ass!” Pei Nian’an shook her hand off. Glaring at Wen Ying’s retreating figure, she hissed through clenched teeth:
“That vixen! Just you wait—I’m going to tear you apart one day!”

Yu Zhi saw the tips of her young miss’s ears turning red with anger, then suddenly grabbed Pei Nian’an’s shoulders and turned her toward the mirror.

“Oh my god!”

Pei Nian’an gasped when she saw the reflection—her face was twisted in rage, her mouth gaping, brows furrowed, lips downturned. She looked like a bitter, deranged woman.

She quickly turned to Yu Zhi.

“Was that crazy woman in the mirror just now… me?”

Yu Zhi nodded.

Pei Nian’an immediately started rubbing her cheeks, puffing them up, trying to fix her expression.

“No way, that’s too scary! How could I look like a shrew?”

Yu Zhi seized the moment to talk her down.

“Pei-jie, think about it—every time you run into Wen Ying, you get angry, right? Maybe…”

[WARNING! Forbidden for host to spoil, hint at, or reveal any part of the original plot! Electric punishment imminent!]

A sharp voice screamed inside Yu Zhi’s head, and an electric jolt shot through her body, making her twitch.

“What’s wrong? Keep talking,” Pei Nian’an asked, puzzled by her sudden freeze.

Yu Zhi cursed the system furiously in her heart, then quickly changed her words.

“I mean—Pei-jie, you’re a fairy, a true goddess! Losing your temper in public totally ruins your image!”

“And besides, anger’s bad for your health—it can even cause nodules!”

Pei Nian’an felt soothed by the flattery. Taking a deep breath, she smiled at her reflection.

“How about this face?”

“Perfect!” Yu Zhi replied instantly.

Feeling better, Pei Nian’an thought back to Yu Zhi’s earlier words, then suddenly widened her eyes.

“Wait—I just realized something!”

Counting on her fingers, she said:

“How many times have I even met that Wen Ying? And every single time, she manages to piss me off! Either I’m angry already, or I’m on my way to being angry!”

Before Yu Zhi could answer, Pei Nian’an declared with conviction:

“I think this woman is my nemesis!”

“Yes, yes, exactly!” Yu Zhi nodded vigorously. “Your energies just clash! Best stay far away from her.”

The more Pei Nian’an thought about it, the more it made sense. Then she glanced toward the hair-washing area.

“No, that woman’s bad luck incarnate! I can’t let Brother Chengnian be alone with her…”

“Pei-jie!” Yu Zhi quickly grabbed her. “His hair’s already wet—you can’t just drag him out now! What are you planning to do? I’ll go with you.”

Pei Nian’an thought for a moment.

“I want to get my nails done.”

Before she could say another word, Yu Zhi had already nodded eagerly.

“Perfect! Let’s go get your nails done together!”

Pei Nian’an looked back toward the wash area, hesitating.

“But…”

“No buts! Haven’t you heard the saying—‘Love yourself first’? If you make yourself gorgeous, you’ll be the center of attention wherever you go! How could Gu-shao not notice you then?”

Pei Nian’an’s eyes lit up.

“You’re right!”

Tossing her purse to Yu Zhi, she lifted her chin and strutted toward the nail salon next door, letting out a pointed “hmph” in Wen Ying’s direction before leaving.

Yu Zhi sighed in relief—her young miss had a fiery temper, but at least she was easy to pacify.

Yu Zhi followed Pei Nian’an into a nail salon.

Pei Nian’an strode inside and announced grandly:

“I want the most expensive crystal nails—and your best manicurist.”

Then she sat down on the sofa with full queenly grace.

Several university girls getting their nails done turned their heads simultaneously, their eyes scanning the designer brands covering Pei Nian’an.

The shop owner’s eyes lit up, and she hurried over.

“Please come in, miss! We have authentic Swarovski crystals…”

“No need to explain,” Pei Nian’an interrupted. “I want a one-of-a-kind design.”

Then she turned to Yu Zhi and waved.

“Sit down, you too.”

Yu Zhi hadn’t planned on getting her nails done—she’d spent the whole morning at the salon and just wanted to grab some lunch.

“Pei-jie, I haven’t eaten all day, not even breakfast. Can I please go grab some food first? I’ll come back after.”

“Sit.” Pei Nian’an arched a brow, then said to the manicurist, “Give her the same level of service as me.”

The owner immediately caught on and shouted toward the back:

“Xiao Li! Come out and bring all our best crystals!”

She personally pressed Yu Zhi into a chair, poured Pei Nian’an a cup of tea, and fussed around her with excessive enthusiasm—so much so that the other customers were stunned.

After all, in a small nail salon near a university, when had anyone ever seen the boss personally serve tea to a client?