Chapter 51 Defense

Luo Huayi lay on her back on the large bed, utterly exhausted.

“Xin Que,” he said in a hoarse voice, staring blankly at the ceiling, “I saw something when I was out of consciousness just now.”

Xin Que put the first-aid kit she found in the cabinet back in its original place, ignoring Luo Huayi's words.

Luo Huayi continued speaking to herself, "I saw the past from Xin Que's perspective."

If the mission taker Xin Que hadn't transmigrated, things would probably have turned out the same way as what happened in that tragic novel.

It would be Xin Que's turn to be pushed down the stairs and humiliated.

“We’re even now,” Luo Huayi said, turning her head to see Xin Que standing by the cabinet rummaging through things. She called out to her, “You helped me once in the Zhou family’s secret room, and I shielded you once in Yu Shui Yun Jian.”

Upon hearing this, Xin Que turned around and said, "You're quite shrewd."

Luo Huayi regained some strength and sat up, grimacing as she dragged her injured leg. "We're both people being led by the nose by the plot... I don't want to become that stupid character in the plot. Do you want to become Xin Que, who's at the mercy of everyone in the plot?"

"If neither of us wants to follow the plot, why can't we avoid each other and completely break free from the plot's control?"

Xin Que became interested. "How did you know about the plot?"

The rules and taboos that were originally forbidden to be mentioned disappeared silently when Luo Huayi realized that she was a character controlled by the plot.

Every movement of Luo Huayi caused a throbbing, burning pain in the wound on his calf. He endured the pain and tried to recall, "It was probably after I left the Zhou family."

Xin Que then recalled the scene when she was trapped in the Zhou family's secret room with Luo Huayi.

"I originally thought you approached me because you had a mission to complete, but now it seems I was too narrow-minded." After experiencing so many supernatural events brought about by the plot, Luo Huayi had to admit that the two of them were mostly brought together by the plot.

Xin Que probably really didn't take Luo Huayi seriously.

In a genuine strategy, who would treat their target as a bait to lure them into a trap?

As Luo Hua thought of this, the injury on her leg started to burn again.

He didn't know whether he should thank Xin Que for her extraordinary plan to deal with the enemy, or hate her for not treating him like a human being and almost ruining his leg.

Luo Huayi suddenly found the scene somewhat comical.

But no matter what, he was able to escape from the circular staircase space because of Xin Que, so he certainly can't cause trouble unnecessarily.

Xin Que noticed that Luo Huayi's lips were twitching, and she wondered what he was thinking.

However, this person's emotions were very outward, and his face showed all sorts of emotions, but I didn't see any hatred or hostility.

Xin Que finally relaxed a little.

Judging from the male protagonist's words, he probably only awakened his own consciousness and did not mention anything about things outside the world.

So he is still a native of this world, but he is clearly aware that he is being controlled by the plot.

"What's the next step?" Xin Que hadn't found any useful information in Luo Huayi's bedroom, so she turned to ask the room's owner, "This is your room, do you have any ideas?"

Luo Huayi struggled to reach for her phone, and as expected, the signal was cut off once again.

But the background software hasn't been cleared yet.

Xin Que and Luo Huayi stared into deep thought as they looked at the pirated website, whose advertisements hadn't even loaded yet.

The abusive novel that Luo Huayi had been browsing on the website was half-loaded. The neatly arranged black text conveyed a cruel intention to put the two of them in an awkward situation.

"Are you sure???" Luo Huayi asked, questioning her sanity. "A sex scene???"

Xin Que's face was already displaying a variety of expressions.

In her opinion, it would be easier to just hang up the author of the story and handcuff them, forcing them to rewrite a plot that lets them leave, than to act out this stupid plot!

The phone screen displayed a video of the female protagonist being locked up by the male protagonist, who then went insane and, disregarding her leg injury, forced the heartbroken woman into sexual intercourse in the villa.

Even through those cold words, Luo Huayi already understood what it felt like to be utterly heartbroken.

He's the one with the leg injury!

He was also the one who was slandered for writing tragic storylines!

Now, I'm being forced by unseen forces to harm people I don't even like...

Luo Hua wanted to die.

He felt like a puppet on a string, suspended by the plot of a tragic novel, the kind of person who works as a gigolo to make a living.

"Just kill me," he slumped on the bed like a dead fish, his eyes vacant. "What sins did I commit in my past life to deserve being dragged into this abusive novel?!"

Xin Que's facial features were contorted into a grimace.

She was almost blinded by the text on her phone screen.

What about the man grabbing a woman's chin with a sinister expression? What about the tattered and scattered clothes? What about how dare you look at me with such cold eyes?

This is some kind of old-fashioned forced love plot.

"Isn't there any other plot to skip?" Xin Que was completely exasperated and threw her phone back to Luo Huayi.

"Just wait to die." Luo Huayi was so badly shaken that she could barely breathe, lying on the bed with a look of unyielding defiance.

Xin Que got up and turned Luo Huayi's bedroom upside down once again.

Besides the first-aid kit and the neatly arranged clothes in the closet, there was nothing else.

Xin Que began trying to jump out of the window.

But after leaping out of the window, he landed once again beside Luo Huayi's bed, staring into the eyes of the man who seemed to have lost all will to live.

Xin Que's vision went black.

Luo Huayi's head was buzzing with pain. "It's like being in a locked room again. If we don't follow the plot, we'll never get out?"

Xin Que opened the door again. "Look on the bright side, you're locked in your own home now."

"At least we left you a floor-to-ceiling window so you can get some fresh air."

Luo Huayi was taken aback, "You still remember my claustrophobia..."

He stopped talking halfway through, trying to change the subject and keep the atmosphere away from anything ambiguous. "Why did you appear at Yu Shui Yun Jian?"

Xin Que smiled and lied without hesitation, "Yu Shui Yun Jian pays its waiters high wages, so I'm going to do a part-time job there."

Luo Huayi didn't believe a single word of it.

He was more inclined to believe the story that she disguised herself as a waiter to approach a celebrity at a charity gala and then plotted to assassinate him.

For example, Song Wenxian, who was squatting in the men's toilet stall.

"And you?" Xin Que retorted, "Why did you go to bid on that Guanyin statue?"

Luo Huayi had indeed intended to film the scene where she had to take down the Thousand-Hand Guanyin statue, but he was interrupted by Song Wenxian and Song Wangyuan's farce, so he didn't continue to make a move.

I want it, but I don't necessarily have to have it.

Xin Que felt that the male lead's behavior didn't seem to fit the plot.

Although the Guanyin statue didn't look particularly special to the naked eye, she didn't believe the plot would require her to obtain an item for no reason.

"A statue of Guanyin?" Luo Huayi looked blank, her acting even more natural than Xin Que's. "Oh, you mean the Thousand-Hand Guanyin?"

Luo Huayi gave Xin Que the same standard fake smile, "That antique looks quite old, I just wanted to buy it for my collection."

He couldn't possibly tell Xin Que that he wanted to bid for that Guanyin statue because of the advice given by Daoist Xuan Yunzi of Wuxiang Palace.

A statue of the Thousand-Hand Guanyin is offered to suppress and dispel the source of the supernatural phenomenon, Xin Que, which is suspected to be an evil spirit.

The two of them were both quite the actors, going back and forth for ages, but not a single word of truth came out of their mouths.

Xin Que smiled in a way that couldn't be more fake, "President Luo also knows about antique collecting."

"You flatter me," Luo Huayi replied with a nonchalant smile. "But Miss Xin, your mindset is truly extraordinary. You have 500,000 yuan in compensation, yet you still work so diligently as a part-time waitress at Yushui Yunjian."