Chapter 5: Disliking a boyfriend with three million.

The car sped along the road.

Jiang Xiliu leaned numbly against the back of the chair, the person next to her holding one of her hands tightly, clenching, loosening, clenching again, repeatedly.

It was as if he wanted to use her hand to relieve something, but the occasional return of reason forced him to let go.

The car's air conditioning was set to the lowest setting, making the entire space so cold that people shivered, but the person next to her was burning up.

[System 0777 urgently said: Touch him, touch him, it will make him feel better.]

Jiang Xiliu refused: "I'm not a pervert. Lending him a hand is already my limit."

[System 0777 is exasperated: How are you two going to complete the rest of the story if you keep going like this?]

In the original storyline, Jiang Xiliu did indeed take advantage of this opportunity to play with him for a whole night, which made Jin Zhao hate her. He would rather work part-time to earn money than take her money.

Jiang Xiliu became more determined despite setbacks; if he didn't use her, she would secretly stuff her with food.

But now, Jiang Xiliu loves herself the most, and money the second most.

The thought of the more than three million yuan she had just spent completely killed her interest in parting ways.

Suddenly, I felt a different sensation on my hand.

Jiang Xiliu turned her face away.

Jin Zhao pulled her hand and pressed it against his face—it was her favorite face.

Jiang Xiliu gazed at her, thinking, "Her hands are so beautiful; they wouldn't be any less striking than his face."

She happily decided to go for a hand spa again when she had time.

The next second.

His misty eyes stared blankly into hers, and right in front of her, he placed her hand on his soft lips.

Jiang Xiliu's eyes widened.

That's not enough.

He...he licked her.

Jiang Xiliu abruptly pulled her hand back, grabbed a few disinfectant wipes from the car, and vigorously wiped the blood-stained back of her hand.

The warm touch felt like it was nailed to my skin; no matter how much I rubbed it, it still felt hot.

Jiang Xiliu recalled the time in the hotel room when this person deliberately avoided her when she was aroused.

He grumbled as he pulled out his phone and started recording him.

Regardless of whether it ends up being done or not, he has to be the one to ask her for it.

She needed to keep evidence so that this lousy male lead wouldn't use it to retaliate against her later when he became successful.

As she expected, fish that have gotten a little water will unconsciously crave more.

As time went on, the lingering effects of the drug gained the upper hand, completely subduing the boy whose lips were bleeding from being bitten.

But all he did was hold her hand, grip her wrist, and repeatedly press against her.

It was truly—terribly inexperienced.

Jiang Xiliu was getting increasingly agitated by his touch, but she still stubbornly held onto her phone and waited.

[System 0777: You won't get to see it. The plot might change, but your pressure on the male lead won't.]

Jiang Xiliu retorted, "Why?"

[System 0777: If you force the male lead, that's because he's pitiful; if he takes the initiative, that's because he's wronging the female lead.]

His father's.

Does she have to be the bad guy?

The car was parked in front of the hotel.

In the quiet, cramped space, only their heavy and light breathing could be heard.

Jiang Xiliu suddenly raised her eyes and asked into the void, "So no matter what, I can't clear my name, right?"

[System 0777 is more practical: If you can clear your name, I should change my name to "The Villainous Supporting Character's Comeback System." Young lady, let's face reality. There's nothing wrong with being ourselves honestly.]

Jiang Xiliu didn't care whether she was doing herself or something else. She threw her phone in the car and got out first, but she still had a human-shaped pendant hanging from her hand.

Ah Biao came over from the car behind to help him up.

"Ah Biao, take him to my room."

Hey, they're all people, but Jin Zhao just won't let her go.

Ah Biao tried to pull her several times, but he was afraid that he would hurt the young lady, so in the end Jiang Xiliu still had him hanging on her arm.

Jiang Xiliu was so angry she almost laughed.

She spent over three million to bring back a tyrant, someone she can't touch, can't sleep with, and can't get rid of.

Ah Biao was being rejected. Seeing the young lady stagger a few steps, he became extremely anxious: "Young lady, should I pull him down with all my might?"

Jiang Xiliu turned her head to look at Jin Zhao.

She is 1.65 meters tall, which is just right.

Jin Zhao was much taller than her, so he had to bend over and lower his head to rest his chin on her shoulder.

"Does it smell good?" Jiang Xiliu raised her hand and patted his face, which was so close to hers. "Answer me."

Jin Zhao uttered a syllable indistinctly, which Jiang Xiliu didn't hear clearly, but that didn't stop her from answering her own question: "I also know about Xiang. Jin Zhao, I originally wanted to let you go."

Her voice was right next to Jin Zhao's ear, and he was fully conscious, but he couldn't react at all.

He made only small movements—he was rubbing his face against hers.

It was as if he was inviting her—not to let him go.

It's still room 629.

Jiang Xiliu threw the person she was carrying onto the bed.

Their hands were still clasped together.

Jiang Xiliu stood by the bed and looked at him.

A few minutes later, she reached out with her other free hand and began to unbutton his shirt.

His shirt was probably torn during the fight; it was loose and baggy.

Jiang Xiliu easily undressed her.

System 0777 noticed that she had stopped moving again and looked in the direction of her gaze.

—Hiss, Jin Zhao's injuries look quite serious.

Jiang Xiliu pinched Jin Zhao's chin: "Is it still okay?"

For a moment, her misty eyes cleared.

The next second, Jiang Xiliu was pulled by the person on the bed. She subconsciously propped herself up and pressed down on his wound without holding back.

The person beneath her instinctively gripped her tightly, completely disregarding the pain of his own wounds.

Jiang Xiliu inexplicably thought of the anglerfish's courtship ritual—biting the female and fighting to the death.

Just because Jin Zhao doesn't care about pain doesn't mean that the young lady can endure it.

System 0777, trapped in a dark space, reviewed the automatically generated text records afterward and discovered that Jiang Xiliu would slap Jin Zhao whenever she felt uncomfortable throughout the process.

It slapped her so many times that it suspected she was retaliating.

In response, the young lady explained earnestly, "This hothead only acts on instinct. How can he feel comfortable charging around like that? It was only right that I hit him."

However, thanks to Jiang Xiliu's slaps, the first half of the third plot point was completed with an unusually high degree of completion.

After Jiang Xiliu finished enjoying herself, she rolled the person under the covers up without caring whether he was alright or not, took a shower, and left the room.

She didn't leave; instead, she booked another room next door.

—She nestled comfortably into the warm bed, dreaming of urging Jin Zhao to pay her debts.

System 0777 detected the male protagonist's abnormal body temperature and wanted to wake up the young lady to ask a doctor to come and take a look.

But Jiang Xiliu was really exhausted today. She slept very well and kept her eyes closed no matter how noisy it was.

As dawn broke, Jiang Xiliu was just about to stretch when she heard the system in her mind sound an alarm.

Jin Zhao is burning to death.

"Young lady, get him to the hospital quickly!"

Jin Zhaohui's fever was caused by inflammation of her wounds.

In addition, after exercising and sweating profusely, being trapped under the covers and unable to release the heat, the fire flared up intensely, and the body temperature soared to forty degrees Celsius.

"I understand that you young people like to have fun, but there should be limits to playing around. A high fever can really turn a person into an idiot." The doctor in front of him thought that the wounds on Jin Zhao's body were caused by those kinds of props, and his disapproving gaze fell on the girl's face. "Don't pursue excitement and blindly try the games online."

Jiang Xiliu:......

“This isn’t me—” Jiang Xiliu rubbed his fingers together in frustration.

“None of the people I’ve met have admitted it.” The doctor shook his head, clearly not believing her. “Let’s give her an IV to lower her temperature. Should we get an X-ray of her back injury?”

Jiang Xiliu was filled with frustration. She nodded and said, "Take the photos. Also, arrange a physical examination for him while you're at it. Check everything that can be checked, especially infectious diseases."

The doctor raised his eyelids: "Isn't it too late to check now?"

Jiang Xiliu:......

Too lazy to argue with the doctor, she handed the prescription to Ah Biao and then wanted to go home.

[System 0777 pops up: You can't leave yet; the third plot point is just one step away.]

Jiang Xiliu: "Tsk, troublesome."

Despite complaining, he turned his toes around and walked towards the ward area.

This scene required two characters to act back and forth, but Jin Zhao was temporarily unconscious, so Jiang Xiliu had no choice but to sit by his bedside and endure the noisy environment while waiting for him to wake up.

With public hospital beds in short supply, Jiang Xiliu didn't want to spend money on Jin Zhao, so putting him in a three-person room was already more than enough.

—Mainly because she didn't expect that she would have to stay here any longer.

The two beds next to mine were occupied by a crying child and an old man who kept coughing and blowing his nose.

The volume is getting higher and higher.

After paying the fees, Ah Biao came to the ward to find Miss.

The moment the grumpy, buzz-cut, muscular man appeared in the ward, the child stopped crying, and the old man suddenly became aware of infectious disease prevention, pulling a crumpled mask from his pocket and putting it on.

The world was quiet; Jiang Xiliu hadn't expected that the bodyguards could also silence people.

Ah Biao, tall and burly, stood in front of the hospital bed like he was there to collect a debt: "Miss, the chairman knows about what happened last night and wants you to see him when you get back."

"How much do you know?" Jiang Xiliu had made quite a fuss yesterday, so it was only a matter of time before her father found out. She just wasn't sure whether her father got the information from Jiang Huiyi or from someone close to her.

"I don't know." Ah Biao was the bodyguard who had been with her the longest. He was a good fighter but a simpleton. "Assistant Liao didn't say."

Jiang Xiliu's gaze fell on the man on the hospital bed who should have woken up long ago: "Nothing else matters. Go and find out if Dad knows about his existence. It cost more than three million to save him."

[System 0777: Jin Zhao has woken up.]

Without the system saying anything, Jiang Xiliu and Jin Zhao had already locked eyes.

She smiled and greeted him warmly, "Good afternoon, my three-million-dollar boyfriend."

Jin Zhao's lips trembled, but before he could utter a sound, a finger stopped him.

Jiang Xiliu tilted her head and said in a very shameless manner, "I recorded a video last night. You're not going to deny it now that you're awake, are you?"

"Didn't you leave your phone in the car?" Jin Zhao's voice was a little hoarse, but his words were clear. "Did you record it with your eyes?"

A note from the author:

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The young lady wondered: Why does a vase have a spout?