pjbooks Chapter 247 Why Help Me
Chapter 247 Why Help Me
On the other side, Ma Junjie had just gone upstairs when he heard someone chasing after him.
"Ah Jie, Ah Jie!"
Hearing the call, Ma Junjie turned around and saw Wang Shiyi following him with faltering steps.
Ma Junjie was greatly surprised and quickly went to greet him.
"Assistant Wang, you're out too?"
"Assistant Wang, you're injured, you need to rest properly, don't..."
Wang Shiyi, panting, raised her hand to interrupt Ma Junjie.
"Ah Jie, let's find a room and talk!"
Ma Junjie was taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses.
"Okay, Assistant Wang, this way!"
As he spoke, Ma Junjie stretched out a hand and pointed to a passageway.
Wang Shiyi nodded. "Let's go!"
The two walked down the corridor and, a few minutes later, entered a small room.
This small room is Ma Junjie's resting room. It is very cramped and only contains a table and a single bed.
"Assistant Wang, the conditions are basic. Why don't you sit on the bed and rest?" Ma Junjie said softly.
Wang Shiyi was probably really weak. She glanced down at the single bed and then sat down.
"Ah Jie, why are you calling me Assistant Wang again?"
"Call me Sister Wang, I'm your older sister!"
Ma Junjie was taken aback again, then nodded somewhat embarrassed.
"Yes, Sister Wang."
"Sister Wang, are you...you should be alright?"
"It's okay, I won't die!" Wang Shiyi said calmly.
Seeing her say that, Ma Junjie breathed a sigh of relief and said,
"Sister Wang, thank you for today."
"Thank me?" Wang Shiyi seemed a little surprised.
Then, in a nonchalant tone,
"Ah-Jie, I'm the one who should thank you."
"Thanks to you kicking Zhang Qiang away, otherwise, I might have really been strangled to death by that bastard, damn it!"
Wang Shiyi's eyes revealed a hint of resentment.
He swore very naturally.
Ma Junjie looked at Wang Shiyi, who was wearing a white shirt and black skirt, and had exquisite makeup on her delicate face.
At this moment, he was speaking swear words without any restraint, a contrast that surprised Ma Junjie.
"Ah Jie, I heard I was choked unconscious, and you were the one who woke me up?"
Ma Junjie exclaimed "Ah!" and then nodded.
"Yes, Sister Wang."
"I took your pulse and found you had fainted. I pinched your philtrum and you woke up."
Wang Shiyi clicked her tongue in amazement, her eyes widening.
Suddenly, he reached out and patted Ma Junjie.
"Ah Jie, that's great!"
"I never would have guessed! You're like Zhang Fei embroidering flowers—rough on the outside but meticulous on the inside—you can even diagnose illnesses!"
Ma Junjie gave an awkward smile.
"Sister Wang, you flatter me. I only know a little bit, very little bit."
At this point, Wang Shiyi's gaze towards Ma Junjie completely changed.
After a while, Wang Shiyi suddenly asked,
"Hey, A-Jie, got any cigarettes?"
Ma Junjie quickly felt in his pocket, pulled out a packet of Wuyeshen (a traditional Chinese medicine), took out one stick, and handed it to Wang Shiyi.
Wang Shiyi took it, saw a lighter on the bed, picked it up and lit it.
He took a few puffs, exhaled smoke, and remained indifferent.
"Ah Jie, is Liu Xiaoshan really dead?"
Upon hearing the name Liu Xiaoshan, Ma Junjie was instantly reminded of painful memories.
His gaze turned cold, and he nodded.
"Yes, he was stabbed to death, and died a horrible death!"
Wang Shiyi suddenly smiled.
"Ah Jie, don't be angry if I say something unpleasant."
"With Liu Xiaoshan dead, there's no way to verify the compensation payment, which is a good thing for us."
"It's just a pity, I shouldn't have given him the 20,000 yuan..."
Upon hearing this, Ma Junjie felt inexplicably displeased.
"Sister Wang, I'm not happy with what you're saying."
"That money originally belonged to Liu Xiaoshan, so giving it to him is only right and proper. Why shouldn't it be..."
"No, no!" Wang Shiyi giggled and raised her hand to interrupt Ma Junjie.
"Ah Jie, I knew you were a kind-hearted person with a conscience, and that you would get angry."
"Heh, you just didn't understand what I meant!"
"What I mean is, no matter how much money you give Liu Xiaoshan, let's say you give him all 88,000 yuan, do you really think that money will end up safely in Liu Xiaoshan's pocket?"
Upon hearing this, Ma Junjie was struck dumb, frozen in place as if by lightning.
He was speechless and couldn't utter a word.
Wang Shiyi smiled and glanced at him.
He exhaled another smoke ring, creating a swirling cloud of smoke.
"Hehe, Ah Jie, you're still too naive and innocent!"
"This entertainment city is a microcosm of society, with all sorts of people and all sorts of things. There's nothing you can't do if you can't imagine it."
"The least valuable thing here is human life. Heh, useless people are the most insignificant."
Ma Junjie listened blankly, feeling as if his worldview had been completely refreshed.
His eyes widened, and he stammered, "
"Sister Wang, do you mean that Liu Xiaoshan is destined to die because of that money..."
"Was the person who killed him... Zhang Qiang?"
Wang Shiyi noticed that Ma Junjie's voice was a little choked up.
He burst out laughing.
"Heh, Ah Jie, you clearly know the answer, so why are you pretending?"
"Do you think someone like Zhang Qiang would feel at ease giving his year-end bonus to a useless security guard?"
"The best way to complete the task without losing money is simple: kill!"
"The man's dead, the money's back, the job's done, and what's more, they managed to frame you and pin the blame on you. Absolutely brilliant!"
Ma Junjie shook his head in disbelief.
"No, no!"
"That bastard Zhang Qiang, how...how could he be so vicious!"
"A human life! It's a human life!"
"If you really want the money, you can give it back. Why, why did you have to kill someone!"
Seeing that Ma Junjie was getting emotional, Wang Shiyi smiled dreamily.
"Ah Jie, I've already answered your question."
"In an entertainment center, the most useless thing is human life."
As she spoke, Wang Shiyi moved closer to Ma Junjie.
They walked closer and closer, closer and closer.
The two were almost touching.
Wang Shiyi stared intently at Ma Junjie, then suddenly exhaled a puff of smoke from her cherry-like lips, which were adorned with lipstick, right in front of Ma Junjie's face.
"Ah Jie, Zhang Qiang is ruthless; you have to be careful!"
"You not only made him lose money, but you also made him lose face. Knowing him as I do, he won't give up easily..."
"He... will definitely retaliate!"
Ma Junjie stared at Wang Shiyi; the two were only a few centimeters apart.
"Sister Wang, why are you helping me?" Ma Junjie suddenly asked.
As soon as these words were spoken,
Wang Shiyi felt as if she had heard a huge joke.
"Giggle giggle!"
Wang Shiyi covered her ample chest and laughed so hard she bent over.
After a while, Wang Shiyi straightened up.
He focused his attention on Ma Junjie again.
"Ah Jie, it's not that I'm helping you, it's that... I'm helping myself!"
"From now on, we're bound together; we're in the same boat!"