Transmigrated into the Abusive Novel's Heroine, No One Will Force Her to Follow the Plot

Warning: GB romance and black-eat-black throughout the entire story. The male lead becomes unhinged later, but the female lead remains cold-blooded and in control.

Xin Que inexplicably transm...

Chapter 143 Broken Dreams and Heartbreaking Sorrow

Chapter 143 Broken Dreams and Heartbreaking Sorrow

"elder brother."

Luo Huayi had a splitting headache and slowly focused her gaze.

I seem to be sitting in the study of the Luo family's old house, handling my work.

But he couldn't move.

"Brother, are you still going to look for the second daughter of the Xin family?"

Someone nearby casually remarked, "Are you really not concerned about whether your sister-in-law lives or dies?"

Luo Huayi then realized that he seemed to be in a parasitic state. He could not move or control his body, and could only turn his vision according to the movement of this body.

"What do I care about her?" the body's owner said coldly. "She's just a scheming woman trying to climb the social ladder... and she dares to interfere in my life?"

"Oh—" the young man gave a long, perfunctory reply.

It's Luo Jingchen.

Luo Huayi could do nothing and say nothing; she could only be led around by the owner of this body like a bystander.

The man stood up, grabbed his suit jacket, and strode out. Finally, he left with a cold warning, "Keep an eye on that woman. Don't let her go out and cause trouble, or she'll embarrass the Luo family."

Luo Huayi's confused thoughts gradually became clear.

Are you referring to Xin Que?

Is he in a hallucination now?

Where is Xin Que...? Is Xin Que still unconscious in that small bedroom?!

No matter how Luo Huayi tried to leave, he was trapped in this body and could not escape.

Afterwards, this body went to the company and dated a gentle and considerate woman for a long time.

The more Luo Huayi looked at it, the more she thought it was insane.

This should be Luo Huayi's character design in the original storyline.

While Xin Xin was out partying, going to fancy restaurants, movie theaters, and amusement parks, Xin Que was left at home as the tragic heroine of a romance novel, suffering scorn from everyone.

Luo Hua felt irritable thinking about Xin Que's unresolved stomach ailment.

Is this guy addicted to dating the female supporting character?!

When are you finally going home?!

It wasn't until 10 p.m. that the man took the woman back to the Xin family home before slowly driving towards the Luo family's old house.

Luo Huayi tried to take control of her body, but to no avail.

This car is driving fucking slowly.

Luo Huayi held her breath as she watched the scenery gradually recede through the windshield.

The sports car slowly pulled into the garage of the Luo family's old house.

The man looked up at the bedroom upstairs, where the light was still on, and seemed quite annoyed.

He didn't go inside, but instead turned around and walked to the back garden.

Luo Huayi watched helplessly as the man got further and further away from the gate of the mansion, and almost vomited blood.

The mansion was very quiet at night.

A gentle evening breeze rustled through the dense foliage, accompanied by the chirping of insects and the fragrance of exquisite flowers...

Just strolling along the winding path into the flower-lined area, I couldn't help but feel relaxed and content.

A faint, very soft human voice seemed to come from deep within the flower bushes.

The man paused, then quietly walked towards the direction from which the people had come.

Luo Huayi was absent-minded, still thinking about Xin Que's matter, when his swaying vision suddenly stopped as he walked, and he subconsciously came back to his senses.

The human voices were much clearer.

The man is peeking at the scenery behind the flower wall.

Deep within the hydrangea bushes, in a place unlit by the streetlights, a man with his back to a body tightly embraces a woman.

Luo Huayi keenly sensed that something was wrong with the emotional fluctuations of this body.

The body approached, its footsteps growing lighter and lighter.

He squinted, trying to make out the man and woman embracing in the darkness, and then his pupils suddenly dilated.

Is it Luo Jingchen?

The one he was holding was...

Although he couldn't see the woman's face because she was pressed against his chest, Luo Huayi would never mistake her voice for his own.

Xin Que?

Luo Huayi and the body's owner were both stunned on the spot.

"He treated you like this... and you still want to remain chaste for him?" The young man's voice was low and particularly vicious. "My brother only has eyes for your sister..."

“I don’t care,” the woman’s voice was deep. “I don’t need you meddling in my business.”

Luo Jingchen's hand slid down her back to the woman's cheek, cupping her face and making her look directly at him. "Xin Que... if you really didn't care where his heart truly lay, you wouldn't have been so hysterical so many times..."

From this body's perspective, Luo Huayi could only see Xin Que holding Luo Jingchen's hand; their faces seemed to overlap, yet also seemed not to.

The woman's face was three-quarters obscured by Luo Jingchen's back, so he couldn't see Xin Que's face clearly.

Luo Huayi didn't know how she felt right now.

That should be Xin Que from the original story... probably.

In any case, it couldn't possibly be the assassin Xin Que that he knew.

But her figure was almost identical to Xin Que's, and Luo Huayi couldn't help but think of Xin Que.

The body seemed to be caught in the complex emotions of betrayal, but in an instant, the man regained his previous indifference, turned around and left the back garden.

The images of the two people in the back garden were so deeply ingrained in Luo Huayi's mind that she couldn't shake them off.

Luo Huayi was lost in thought, just like the owner of this body.

Unlike men who feel betrayed by their possessions, Luo Huayi's feelings were more complicated.

He always subconsciously thought of Xin Que.

If she were to be tempted by Luo Jingchen, what would her attitude be?

Given her personality, she simply wouldn't tolerate Luo Jingchen getting close to her...

Luo Huayi's mind was in complete chaos.

Whether it was due to the anger in this body or not, Luo Huayi felt a tightness in her chest.

He couldn't understand what was wrong with him.

Why does he feel uncomfortable when he sees someone who resembles Xin Que being embraced by another man?

This negative emotion was mixed with anger, irritation, and a strange sense of resentment.

That was clearly not Xin Que.

He knew perfectly well that it wasn't Xin Que.

But the nameless fire burning in the man's heart grew stronger and stronger.

What exactly is making him upset?

Luo Huayi stared at a point in the void, unable to figure out the answer to this question.

Is it painful for Xin Que to be violated by another man while wearing the exact same skin?

Is it the frustration of being trapped in this body and unable to move freely?

Or was he upset by the image he had conjured up of Xin Que being intimately involved with by others?

Luo Huayi felt that none of these were the answers.

A mix of emotions can make people angry, anxious, and upset.

Even when the owner of this body let out a contemptuous sneer, mocking the woman's outrageous behavior in the back garden, it did not cause him the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Luo Huayi finally found the answer in the intimate scene between the two that she had spied on in the back garden.

This feeling of anger, resentment, a nagging, and terrifying sense of loss that arises when someone else is eyeing the person next to you—it's a bitter pill to swallow.

It's jealousy.

He was jealous.

Just because the fake Xin Que was coveted by Luo Jingchen, he couldn't help but think about what if it were the real Xin Que...

Reason could not suppress the dark and twisted emotion of jealousy, which surged into his heart like a rising tide, stuck in his throat, and flooded his entire field of vision, making him unable to see anything else.

Luo Huayi did not find a moment's relief after finding the answer.

On the contrary, this answer... is bittersweet, making one accept it with a forced smile, yet still tossing and turning in the sweltering night, staying awake until dawn.