Chapter 1289 — The Prediction Came True Again. Xu Shilan Was No Fool—On the Contrary, She Was a Clever Girl, and Having Made Her Way Alone Through the Entertainment Circle for So Many Years, She Had to Keep a Clear Head and a Calm, Even Temper; So It Was Only Briefly That Anger Clouded Her Mind Before She Cooled Down!
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The man before her was clearly no ordinary person! She had been in such agony earlier that she fainted. This had happened before, and every time she passed out from the pain, when she woke it was usually the next day — she had never come to this easily!
Yet the man before her had brought her back to her senses with nothing but a few silver needles and some massage and acupressure, and her head no longer ached — there was not even a trace of pain. It was more effective than Medicine King Zhao's miracle drugs!
And what shocked Xu Shilan most was that the man actually knew how to seal acupoints! Whether that was what it was called, Xu Shilan was not quite sure — it was what they called it in martial arts shows, anyway. Wei Zhao had merely pressed a few spots on her body at random, and she could neither move nor speak. Xu Shilan could only conclude that Wei Zhao knew how to seal acupoints!
Acupuncture, massage, acupressure — those might shock Xu Shilan, but she would only take the man for a skilled physician. Knowing how to seal acupoints, though, was something far beyond a mere skilled physician. Could it be that Wei Zhao was also a man of the martial world?
And yet even among martial artists, those who could seal acupoints were exceedingly rare, were they not? Xu Shilan was no cultivator herself, but her guard Feng Sanmang was! Though she did not know what level he had reached, she had learned a fair amount about martial cultivators from his mouth. There were those among them with the skill to fight — but sealing acupoints... she had never so much as heard of it.
Seeing that there was not a trace of lewdness or lust in the man's eyes, Xu Shilan knew that what he said was most likely true. The eyes are the windows to the soul; and an actress like Xu Shilan, so skilled at acting, understood all the better what a look in the eyes could mean. The man before her truly had no interest in her, Xu Shilan — it was not merely talk.
He was different from Zhao Qibing. When Zhao Qibing looked at her, his eyes carried desire, carried lust. Wei Zhao's did not. When he looked at her, there was not even the worship and excitement of a fan for a star — he looked at her as though she were just an ordinary person.
Perhaps everything this man said was true: his girlfriend was prettier than she was, and he had saved her only so that his girlfriend could go on watching the concert. So Xu Shilan nodded.
Even so, Xu Shilan was filled with resentment toward Wei Zhao. She ought to have been grateful to him, yet somehow she could not summon an ounce of gratitude. Women are strange creatures — that saying was not wrong at all. That Wei Zhao, unlike Zhao Qibing, was not obsessed with her and did not scheme after her did let Xu Shilan breathe a sigh of relief; but that he had no interest in her whatsoever, and even said she was not as pretty as his girlfriend, made Xu Shilan very unhappy.
She was, after all, a great star watched by millions, doted on and adored by all — and he did not take her seriously at all? He must be blind! And the reason he gave for saving her was truly ridiculous, which left her even less inclined to feel grateful. Yet in her heart, for reasons she could not name, she felt a little envy toward Wei Zhao's girlfriend.
To have such a boyfriend — that was her good fortune.
Seeing Xu Shilan nod, Wei Zhao released the hand covering her mouth and said coolly, "Are you well now? If you are, then hurry back out and keep singing. No need to thank me — if you want to thank me, then after you finish singing, take a photo with my girlfriend and consider the debt repaid."