The Conquest Target Keeps Losing Their Memory Again and Again

Wen Chu inexplicably transmigrated into a world where the plot development was random but the overall style was melodramatic. Her mission was to conquer the male lead of this world—Lu Ming.

Chapter 21: Crying, Making a Scene, and Threatening to Hang Oneself

Chapter 21: Crying, Making a Scene, and Threatening to Hang Oneself

"Why?" Lu Ming asked, puzzled.

Wen Chu said firmly, "Because drinking is bad for your health! And I'm also afraid that if you drink too much, you'll do something inappropriate. There are so many beautiful women at the banquet, and there will definitely be quite a few who will stay here to rest tonight. What if you drink too much and someone tries to seduce you, and you can't resist? I would be so heartbroken... I can't accept such a thing happening!" She clutched her chest, looking distressed.

"Wen Chu!" Lu Ming seemed to find his ears disgusting, and said through gritted teeth, "If you keep speculating about me with such disgusting thoughts, you're dead! I would never do such a thing."

"I said, what if, what if! That's how it's always written in novels! The male protagonist gets drunk, overwhelmed with longing, and mistakes someone for his beloved white moonlight... After a night of debauchery, he wakes up to find he's mistaken, filled with regret, but it's too late to undo the damage..."

Lu Ming's expression grew increasingly grim as she spoke: "Can't you even think of anything normal? If you keep disgusting me like this, believe me, I'll throw you out!" He took a step forward as he spoke.

"Okay, okay..." Wen Chu quickly took a step back. This tactic didn't work, so she tried another one. She tucked her hair behind her ear and began to speak with utmost seriousness: "Even without what I just mentioned... I'm still worried that someone might have ill intentions towards you. There are so many people at the banquet, I don't trust you. You should stay alert at all times."

Lu Ming found it amusing: "You're not worried about yourself, but you're worried about me?"

"Me?" Wen Chu said dismissively, "No one should dare to do anything to me."

"Then who would dare to do anything to me?"

"How can that be the same? I'm so lovable, so charming, so kind-hearted, so popular, and I'm harmless to everyone. Who would want to hurt me? On the contrary, it's you—"

"You really know how to pat yourself on the back." Lu Ming could hardly stand it anymore, staring coldly at her as he asked, "And what about me?"

Wen Chu started spreading alarmist rumors again, fabricating illnesses where none existed: "Don't you think about how many people outside were waiting for Baiyue to fall so they could divide up the market? But you suddenly appeared and ruined their plans. You're so annoying! And in the past two years, you must have offended a lot of people in order to increase your credibility. People will die for money, and birds will die for food. What if you ruined someone's plans without them noticing, and they retaliated by poisoning your drink!"

Lu Ming took a deep breath, clearly speechless: "You really have wild ideas. According to you, the headlines should be about some entrepreneur being murdered every now and then. No one else needs to work hard; if someone gets in their way, they can just find a way to kill them. I feel like listening to you is a waste of my life."

"Pfft..." Wen Chu was amused by the serious words, but she quickly pursed her lips to suppress her laughter, scratched her forehead and said, "Maybe... it's not that serious, but what if it's some other prank, trying to embarrass you at the banquet and affect your business image, like laxatives, sleeping pills, or date rape drugs..." She racked her brains, counting on her fingers.

Lu Ming: “…”

Seeing the other person looking at her like she was an idiot, Wen Chu sighed in frustration, clearly running out of ideas. She'd tried reasoning with them and appealing to their emotions, but now she had neither. The request itself was absurd, and she knew it herself.

Given her current irreconcilable relationship with Lu Ming, how could she possibly keep an eye on things when the system assigned her this task? People can talk all they want; how could she possibly keep an eye on them all the time?

But there was no other way; she had already failed once, and she couldn't afford to fail a second time. No matter how difficult it was, she had to keep going.

Left with no other option, she had to change her strategy again: if reasoning didn't work, she might as well not try at all!

She immediately turned into a sob story, grabbed the man's arm and shook it violently, acting like a rogue, crying, begging, and threatening suicide: "Please don't drink! I'm begging you! Just listen to me! I won't hurt you!"

"You...?" Lu Ming was clearly taken aback by Wen Chu's sudden change in attitude, his face full of bewilderment. He was so dizzy from the shock that he was even more annoyed. "You, you let go first!"

"I won't let go until you agree!" Wen Chu used all her strength, almost to the point of throwing a tantrum on the ground.

"Are you sick? What did you take tonight?!" Lu Ming tried to distance himself from her, but Wen Chu wouldn't leave him, sticking to him and clinging to him. She first grabbed his wrists and wouldn't let go, then hugged him. Lu Ming retreated step by step, constantly dodging and trying to pull his arms away, but wherever he went, Wen Chu followed. The scene was that two people dressed very maturely were walking around the hotel like little kids.

Wen Chu, still with a pained expression, persisted, "Believe me, I'm really doing this for your own good! When have I ever harmed you? You know you can't be too careful around people, right?"

"I think you've been reading too many nonsensical novels and have paranoia!" Today is the Lu family's home turf. He personally organized the banquet, and he reviewed the dishes and wine list. Everything has undergone safety inspection, making it almost impossible for anyone to tamper with the wine.

"Then just assume I've read too many romance novels and have paranoia. The thought that someone might covet your beauty, covet your money, steal your status, be obsessed with your body, and plot against you terrifies me. It makes my heart ache, I can't eat or sleep, and I can't swallow! There are so many people tonight, no one can guarantee that there aren't any people with bad intentions who have sneaked in. Besides, drinking is really bad for your health, too much is no good! Waaah!" Wen Chu never knew she could make up such nonsense. She cried on and on, making people's heads ache.

Lu Ming was speechless. "Not everyone is like you, with so many people watching me. Are you going to let go or not?"

"I won't let go until you agree!" Wen Chu clung to him tightly.

Lu Ming couldn't take it anymore. He took a deep breath and used more force, trying to pull his arm out of the other person's grasp. He managed to pull it out, but Wen Chu also leaned towards him due to inertia.

He was knocked down by the weight of over 100 pounds and pressed down onto the sofa behind him, swaying from side to side.

"Ugh!" Lu Ming couldn't help but groan, because Wen Chu's forehead bumped into his chin.

"Ouch!" Wen Chu also cried out, clutching her head.

The two were in a complete mess, from their appearance and clothes to their posture.

Wen Chu knelt down on him without any hesitation, her chest and head aching from the impact.

"Damn! My back... I think I've twisted it..." She leaned on the sofa, slowly straightened up, and the necklace around her neck drooped down and slapped Lu Ming.

Lu Ming closed his eyes, his anger flaring even more.

She sat on Lu Ming's lap, frowning and rubbing her lower back. Her skirt was slit to its maximum, and her clothes were wrinkled. The decorative ribbons at the back had also come undone.

Lu Ming found this extremely indecent posture, one that would leave him unable to explain himself if someone saw him, and his face flushed red and then turned pale. "Get up!"

"Oh." Wen Chu prepared to get up, and Lu Ming also leaned on the sofa to sit up, but then Wen Chu realized what was happening and sat back down on the man's lap, pressing him back down as well.

Lu Ming's eyes widened, his expression filled with shock.

"That's not right, why should I listen to you?" Wen Chu straightened her skirt to cover her thighs, making sure she wouldn't expose herself, then knelt down on Lu Ming's lap, pressing him down. After making sure he couldn't get up, she looked down at him and said shamelessly, "I won't get up unless you agree."

Lu Ming gritted his teeth: "You really think you can control me?"

"Do you know how expensive my outfit is today? Especially this one around my neck. If you use violence against me and hurt me, Chairman Lu's birthday banquet today will probably be in turmoil. Are you sure you want to do this?" Wen Chu said assertively, abusing her power for personal gain.

“Wen Chu!” Lu Ming sighed heavily, seemingly at his wit’s end: “Could you be any more unreasonable? There are so many guests here today, how could I not drink? Besides, all the wines here are from the cellar, there can’t be any problem, your worries are completely unnecessary.”

Wen Chu looked at him, her features contorted, and remained silent, seemingly deep in thought.

Breathing rapidly, Lu Ming's body stiffened, afraid to move. The warmth between the woman's legs transmitted to him through the thin fabric of her suit trousers, and he silently gritted his teeth. Some things were simply beyond his control, no matter how strong his will was. Once things truly changed, it would be all over.

He tried to steady his breathing and finally compromised, saying, "It's impossible not to drink at all, but... I won't get drunk, and I promise none of the things you just mentioned will happen."

Wen Chu, having an advantage, naturally knew that such a thing was possible; it all depended on luck whether she could avoid it. So she persisted, saying, "What if someone secretly switched your cup when you weren't looking and drugged you halfway through?"

"..." Did he really have to be harmed?

Wen Chu sighed and decided to back down as well: "Then you promise not to accept any drinks from others, and you won't drink any drinks that have been out of your sight. You shouldn't drink anything yourself if you can avoid it. Don't give them a chance to hurt you. I don't want anything to happen to you, do you hear me?"

Lu Ming never expected that one day someone who looked dozens of times weaker than him would not worry about him, but would worry about others hurting him.

Who would risk their life to harm him?

Lu Ming's eyes were full of complicated emotions, but in order not to continue in this position, he could only reluctantly reply, "Okay."

"That's more like it." Wen Chu smiled.

"stand up!"

Wen Chu got off the person with satisfaction, tidied her appearance, and then looked at the loosened straps behind her. She turned around with her back to Lu Ming and said matter-of-factly, "Help me tie them."

Lu Ming sat up from the sofa, ripped off his crooked tie, tossed it aside in annoyance, glanced at the small patch of the girl's exposed waist, and looked away. "I can't."

"Just tie a simple bow, right?"

Lu Ming pursed his lips and reluctantly reached out to start fiddling with it.

He quickly said, "Okay." He stood up from the sofa and picked up his phone, which had just slipped out of his pocket.

"Who said you couldn't? You've done a great job, haven't you? You're so skillful, Mr. Lu." Wen Chu looked back, then glanced at him sideways, and teased.

Lu Ming's face flushed slightly, and without looking at her, he said, "You can leave now."

"Don't forget what you promised me," Wen Chu reminded her again.

Lu Ming frowned again and said, feeling frustrated, "I know."

Wen Chu felt a little better now. For the time being, she could only let Lu Ming keep an eye on things while she kept an eye on things and gave him a special reminder if she saw any suspicious people or drinks. This would double the chances of success.

Doing this task is really not easy. She hasn't been this shameless and rogue in years. Wen Chu wiped the fine sweat from her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

"Is there any water? I'd like to have a drink before I go," Wen Chu asked, her mouth almost dry from talking so much.

"It's on the table, help yourself." Lu Ming turned his back and made a phone call.

Wen Chu saw the bottled water on the table, walked over, opened it, and drank it down. Then he heard someone instruct the person on the other end of the phone to bring him a new set of clothes.

She finished drinking, wiped her mouth, waved it in front of people, and mouthed to the man: I'm leaving.

Lu Ming glanced at her, then quickly looked away, as if rolling his eyes at her, and continued making his demands on the other end of the phone. Wen Chu pouted, not bothering to argue with him, and skipped towards the door. But just as she was about to reach the door, Lu Ming hung up the phone and coldly called out to her, "Stop."

Wen Chu paused, a chill running down her spine at his tone. She turned to look at him and smiled, "What? Don't want me to leave? Want to chat a little longer?"

Lu Ming was still reeling from the woman's sudden outburst, but now that he had calmed down, a hint of suspicion rose in his eyes as he looked at her: "You're so old, do you know something?"

Wen Chu suddenly felt like she was being pricked by a thorn in her side.

Of course, she couldn't let anyone know she had a cheat code, so she could only turn around again, put on the same affectionate expression as before, and pretend to be an innocent little flower: "If I knew anything, why wouldn't I just tell you? The person in this world who least wants you to get hurt is definitely me. You can do whatever you want, but you can't doubt my feelings for you, or I'll be very sad."

"I'm just worried for no reason. You know how women's intuition works? I noticed that a lot of people on the field were looking at you strangely today, which made me very uncomfortable."

The woman stood slenderly at the doorway, her expression one of pity.

Lu Mingming knew that the woman was probably faking it, but his heart was still gently stirred.

He didn't speak, but his brows furrowed slightly as he looked at Wen Chu from a distance, as if trying to see into her true heart through her eyes.

Just as Wen Chu was about to break down and couldn't keep up the act any longer, Lu Ming looked away and said, "Can you stop saying such cheesy things and get out of here."

Wen Chu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly opened the door to run.