When the Female Lead Becomes Obsessive – Chapter 221

Volume Ten: Those Few Years After She and I Broke Up

Means

Yi Jing’s heart trembled slightly, as if it had been struck by electricity.

There were no waves on her face; she looked ahead with feigned calm and said, “Turn off the hot air.”

Secretary Li paused, then immediately raised her hand to tap the car screen. “Okay, Boss. The air conditioning has been turned off.”

She explained, “It is raining today and the weather is a bit cool, so I turned on the hot air to warm the car and accidentally forgot to turn it off. Apologies, Boss.”

“It is fine.” Yi Jing glanced at Wen Nuan. “Continue driving.”

“Okay.”

Secretary Li glanced at the rearview mirror and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

【I testify, this car absolutely did not have the AC on!】 The System brought out professional knowledge to prove its authenticity.

The corners of Wen Nuan’s mouth hooked into an imperceptible smile. “I know.”

When she saw that provocative look in Yi Jing’s eyes, she knew Yi Jing was lying.

The rain outside the car seemed to be falling harder and harder, smashing against the car roof with a pitter-patter, making one’s mood feel a bit chaotic and irritable.

Yi Jing looked at the incoming call on her phone. Wen Xiuning had already called her no less than ten times, and she had rejected it every time, pretending she had never seen the caller ID.

“Not answering?” Yi Jing’s phone vibrated ceaselessly; it was hard not to notice it.

Wen Nuan said with extreme considerateness, “Could there be some important matter?”

Riding a tiger, it is hard to get off.¹

This was the clearest feeling Yi Jing had right now.

She did not want to connect Wen Xiuning’s call, but she also did not want to show cowardice and avoidance in front of Wen Nuan.

The emotions in Yi Jing’s eyes were complicated. After Wen Xiuning called yet again, she clicked “Connect.”

“You finally answered my call?” Wen Xiuning’s worried tone transmitted from the receiver.

Wen Nuan raised a brow, deliberately staying silent.

Yi Jing obscurely glanced at Wen Nuan’s mood. Seeing her expression was as usual—still that lazy appearance of someone to whom the matter was of no concern—a trace of sour bloating involuntarily bubbled up in her heart.

“I am outside, the signal is not good, I didn’t see it,” Yi Jing said in a low tone. “Is something the matter?”

“I am downstairs at your company. Do you want to… eat dinner together tonight?” His tone was mixed with probing and nervousness.

It was already eight o’clock; the excuse of eating dinner was truly a bit awkward.

Yi Jing said, “I am not at the company.”

“On a business trip?”

“I am still in the capital, handling some matters at the Jinxiu Wine Estate.” Yi Jing’s eyes moved. “Last time you said you wanted to drink the estate’s red wine; I brought a bottle this time. I will give it to you when I return.”

Wen Nuan cracked her fingers, her expression unchanging.

Wen Xiuning’s tone instantly became much more cheerful. “Okay, I will wait for you.”

Ka-da—

The sound of bones cracking.

Yi Jing looked at Wen Nuan, who was grimacing and rubbing her fingers, with leisure and composure. A trace of a smile flashed across the bottom of her eyes. “Good, I will bring it to you tomorrow.”

“En-en, it is raining today, drive slowly on the road.”

Wen Xiuning said a pile of caring words before hanging up the phone.

The male lead of this mission seemed just like the devoted and gentle second male lead in novels: obedient to the female lead in every way, only begging for the female lead to give him a smiling face or a sentence of intimate greeting.

In the original plot, the female lead was hurt by a scum man, and the male lead took advantage of the void to enter, caring for her in every possible way, and finally carried the beauty home.

But now, the female lead had been scammed by her, and the male lead still took advantage of the void to enter, caring for her in every possible way. Yet ultimately, the female lead blackened², froze her points, and made her come back to redeem her sins.

The System suddenly sighed with emotion: 【It is all a sinful fate.】

“Ai, originally I was properly acting as the female lead’s good best friend, loving each other deeply. The Main System just had to act like a demon³ and make me walk some ‘scum man’ plot. Look at this, it got the female lead blackened,” Wen Nuan said indignantly.

【But…】 The System spoke but then stopped.

“But what?” Wen Nuan was made a bit anxious by the System’s behavior of only speaking half-sentences. “Speak the whole thing.”

The System glanced at Wen Nuan. 【Have you ever thought about the Main System’s intention in doing this?】

“What intention?”

【In the beginning, aside from allowing you to get close to her, the female lead resisted everyone else, let alone the scum man who should have appeared in the original plot. If the scum man didn’t appear, the male lead couldn’t get close to the female lead later on. That is why the Main System gave you a special mission, requiring you to complete the ‘scum man’ plot.】

【And the most important point is, the instant you accepted the ‘scum man’ plot was the instant the female lead confessed to you.】

【You originally wanted to reject the female lead, but after hearing the ‘plot mission’ released by the Main System and the rewards for completing the ‘plot mission,’ you didn’t even hesitate. You agreed directly.】

【So you are currently guilty of many evils and have only yourself to blame.】

“…” Wen Nuan gritted her teeth and said, “This daddy⁴ agreed so readily back then, was it not because you were inciting this daddy from behind to agree quickly? Did the Main System only give this daddy a reward? Did it not give you a reward?”

The System felt a bit awkward. 【At that time, everyone’s eyes opened wide at the sight of money.】

Wen Nuan angrily rebuked the System’s immorality. “…You are just a Zhuge Liang after the fact⁵, and a Flying Hairy Leg⁶ when there is trouble!”

The System silently went offline.

Wen Nuan rolled her eyes to the sky at its behavior of going offline at the drop of a hat.

“What are you thinking about?”

After Yi Jing hung up the phone, she saw Wen Nuan gazing out the car window, not saying a word.

The expression of Wen Nuan reflected on the window looked somewhat desolate, and her eyes lacked focus.

Wen Nuan snapped back to reality and blurted out, “Thinking about you.”

Yi Jing’s heartbeat paused for a second. “Thinking what about me?”

“Thinking about what you look like wearing a wedding dress.” Wen Nuan seemed to fantasize for a moment, then suddenly smiled, her eyes flashing with light. “It must be very good-looking.”

Yi Jing’s heart twitched and jumped. “Want to see?”

Wen Nuan nodded seriously. “En, will you let me see?”

“Dream on,” Yi Jing smiled mockingly. “In a dream, you can have everything.”

Wen Nuan’s eyes turned, and she smiled wickedly. “Xiao Jing, does this mean you wish for me to dream of you?”

Yi Jing’s expression was peaceful as she said, “This narcissistic illness of yours remains as it was in the beginning.”

Wen Nuan touched her own cheek. “Should I not be narcissistic?”

To tell the truth, with Wen Nuan’s looks and figure, she indeed had the capital to be narcissistic.

Yi Jing felt that the reason she could not let go of Wen Nuan was that her appearance also had a great influence on her.

She looked at Wen Nuan’s smiling appearance, like a carefree child.

Wen Nuan seemed to have never changed; even when speaking piercing, hurtful words, she still wore a smiling face.

From beginning to end, that pair of limpid eyes remained filled with indifference and cold heartlessness.

She seemed to have always been like this, looking on with cold eyes as others willingly degenerated.

“You indeed have the capital to be narcissistic.” Yi Jing pressed the button for the partition.

Her cold fingertips lifted Wen Nuan’s chin, smiling yet not smiling. “Otherwise, wouldn’t my five million have been spent in vain?”

“I am a merchant. I do not do losing business. Five million—you have to make me feel it was worth spending.”

Wen Nuan blinked. “How can I make you feel it is worth it?”

Fingertips slid from the chin to her cheek; Yi Jing stroked gently. “Five million. You have to make me feel the value exceeds the price.”

“In the past, was five million enough to… play with you?”

Wen Nuan rubbed against her palm, her brows and eyes seductive. “Enough. It could even play me until I broke.”

Yi Jing’s eyes became difficult to describe. She withdrew her hand. “Quite good.”

“Then how do you plan to play with me?” Wen Nuan propped up her chin, her expression gentle, as if discussing some happy matters with Yi Jing.

Yi Jing looked at Wen Nuan thoughtfully. “Do you have no sense of shame?”

Without waiting for Wen Nuan to say anything, she affirmed, “You don’t.”

“…” Wen Nuan was shameless. “Indeed.”

“How did you treat those men who spent money on you in the past?”

Wen Nuan thought for a moment. “It depends on the situation. After all, I would use different means to deal with every man. Otherwise, how would they willingly spend money on me?”

“How would you deal with them?” Yi Jing asked curiously. “I spent five million; what means will you use to deal with me?”

“What means do you want me to use?”

Yi Jing’s fingertips tapped the back of her hand, thinking for a moment. “Use all of your means.”

Wen Nuan shook her head. “Better not, right?”

“Why?” Yi Jing sneered. “I didn’t spend enough? How about this: three months. If you make me feel the value exceeds the price, aside from writing off the five million debt, I will give you another sum of money.”

“A sum of money?” Wen Nuan looked at her expressionlessly.

“I will give you a card. If you make me feel it is worth it, I will transfer one hundred thousand to you. As for how much money this card can have in the end, it depends on your own ability. What do you think?” Yi Jing clasped her hands together, looking at Wen Nuan confidently.

Because she knew Wen Nuan would definitely agree.

“Do you know the reason I rejected you at the start?” Wen Nuan said, feigning depth.

“What?”

Fingertips hooked a strand of hair before her chest, winding it around, as if winding around Yi Jing’s beating heart.

“If I used all my means, I was afraid you would love me until you couldn’t extricate yourself.”

Yi Jing’s heart tightened fiercely. A trace of brief panic appeared in her eyes, and she mocked, “Aren’t you looking too highly upon yourself?”

Wen Nuan disapproved. “Then let’s make a bet?”

“What bet?”

“Three months. If you fall in love with me, you agree to one request of mine. No matter what request, you must agree and cannot refuse.”

“And if you lose?”

Wen Nuan spread her hands. “I am just this one person. Dispose of me however you wish. I will be willing and will absolutely not go back on my word.”

Yi Jing’s lips hooked up. “Calculating it this way, I am at a big loss.”

Wen Nuan saw the car was fast approaching the villa district. She immediately said, “What? Scared? So you plan to reject my proposal from the start?”

Yi Jing’s brows furrowed. “Goading method?”

“Beating you at your own game?”

“As you wish.”

Secretary Li stopped the car at the entrance of the villa district. Wen Nuan was, after all, still a public figure subject to the attention of the public view, so she did not drive directly to the villa door.

“We have arrived, Boss, Miss Wen,” she reminded.

With the partition up, she was unclear about the situation in the back.

“So fast?” Wen Nuan looked at the familiar location. “Joyful times are always so short.”

Yi Jing could not help but retort, “I am not joyful.”

“It’s fine, I am joyful,” Wen Nuan said with indifference. “You don’t matter.”

“…” A blue vein jumped on Yi Jing’s forehead. “Get out.”

Wen Nuan put on a hat, opened the car door, and walked down.

She stuck both hands in her pockets, looking like a “two-bit loafer.” “Secretary Li, many thanks for sending me back.”

Secretary Li said politely, “It is nothing. Miss Wen should thank my boss.”

“True.” Wen Nuan looked at Yi Jing’s gloomy face. She closed the car door on her side.

Yi Jing watched the door close, her brows knitting tighter and tighter.

Dang dang—

Yi Jing looked at Wen Nuan, who was smiling at her. She rolled down the window. “What are you doing?”

“Thanking you a bit.”

“Thanking me for what?”

Wen Nuan hooked her finger mysteriously. “You come here.”

Yi Jing was unwilling, yet she still leaned closer. “Something the matter?”

Wen Nuan did not speak. She lowered her head and kissed her on the center of her brows, speaking gently, “Don’t always frown. Xiao Jing looks best when smiling.”

Her heartbeat stopped for an instant, the center of her brows scorching hot.

Yi Jing watched the view of her back as she left. She swallowed, looking helplessly at the astonished Secretary Li. “Go back and transfer one hundred thousand yuan to the card number 0225.”

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