Jiang Yue came today to tell Zhao Shuyan that her tricks were no match for her, and she didn't care what methods Zhao Shuyan used to attract Zhou Ji's attention.
From a young age, the princess had to compete for everything in the palace: the finest food, the most exquisite items, the most elegant clothes, and unique jewelry.
Only men.
She never bothered to compete or fight with others.
There are so many men in the world; since they're not all dead, there's no need to scramble for them.
Even if they all die, then so be it.
Jiang Yue was secretly photographed and filmed in the School of Media Studies. Under the simplest Apple camera lens, her beauty seemed to be sublimated even more than when she was on a high-definition 4K TV.
Among these students who had seen her in person, some had previously criticized her online, but after meeting her in person, they were thoroughly proven wrong.
I have come to a profound realization that I was blind to the truth before!
Some male students even wrote several thousand words of self-criticism on the forum to express their remorse.
So what if she mispronounced words while hosting a show before?!
She's so beautiful, we should be more tolerant of her.
So what if she has a bad temper? Those people must have bullied her first, and she just fought back. Isn't that what she should do?
Intermittent, raw images are circulating online.
The forum is filled with towering posts.
"Who says she's a princess? The way she went out today really makes her look like one!"
"No wonder she changed her Weibo name to 'Noble Princess Jiang Yue.' There were at least three cars with bodyguards parked at the gate of our school today, specifically to escort this drama queen."
"She used the VIP channel today; I saw a leader leading the way."
"Waaaaah, she's so beautiful! Am I the only one still captivated by her beauty?"
"I'll just say it directly—Hi, wife."
"My pee upstairs is yellow, I'm here to wake you up!"
"Help! I swear I'll never poop in my life, she's just like a fairy! So incredibly beautiful."
"No wonder the Zhou family's son is so infatuated that he doesn't know which way is up, letting such a troublesome wife run wild outside. If I were in his shoes, I would also be infatuated and would just say 'yes, yes, yes, yes, that's right, that's right, that's right.'"
"Hmph, hmph, hmph, if you rely on your looks to please others, your looks will fade and their affection will wane."
"The sour chicken upstairs, confirmed."
Jiang Yue gained over 100,000 Weibo followers because of these few pictures, and the number of followers in her super topic also increased. Some people even started to create a fan club for her.
After leaving school, Jiang Yue, the self-proclaimed "drama queen," went straight to the shopping mall.
On the way, the system was still complaining in her ear: "Baobao, why were you so mean to the female lead today? Even if nothing happened between her and the male lead this time, these two are definitely a match made in heaven."
Jiang Yue: "Oh."
The system pleaded earnestly: "Bao Bao, please be a little more polite to her. You don't understand the destructive power of a 'white moonlight' (idealized female character). I really don't want to see you repeat the mistakes of that villainous female supporting character, or even worse."
Jiang Yue thought for a moment: "Being a dog is something Jiang Zhi is good at. I'm destined to be a princess for eight lifetimes."
system:……
*
That evening, Zhou Ji didn't ask about the matter after he got home.
Assistant Shen had already given him a full account of everything that happened today. In fact, without Zhou Ji's approval, Jiang Yue wouldn't have been able to obtain the cruise ship's surveillance footage so easily.
When he got home, Jiang Yue had already finished eating dinner.
I had absolutely no intention of waiting for him.
Zhou Ji ate a simple dinner and went upstairs a while later.
Pushing open the bedroom door, there was barely any room for my leather shoes.
The large bedroom was piled high with the spoils Jiang Yue had bought that afternoon—all luxury brand boxes, perfectly packaged, and probably hadn't been opened yet.
In her walk-in closet, she had so many clothes that she couldn't fit them all.
The newly bought dress is taking up space in his closet.
Zhou Ji stared silently at the messy pile of boxes, closed his eyes, and after a while seemed to accept reality. He then calmly ordered someone to come upstairs and tidy up.
Jiang Yue had just finished showering and came out wrapped in a bath towel, looking rather unhappy: "I haven't taken it off yet."
Zhou Ji's gaze lingered on her body for a moment before slowly shifting away, and he calmly hummed in agreement: "Then take it apart now."
"I don't want to tear it down right now." Jiang Yue could tell that Zhou Ji had obsessive-compulsive disorder and a germaphobia, but she didn't care whether he could stand it or not. She said bluntly, "Just bear with it for now."
He paused for a moment, then added, "If you can't stand it, go to the guest room."
Jiang Yue had had enough of every single second she shared a bed with him. This man's refined demeanor was utterly fake; at night, he was a beast.
Even though she had already given in and even begged for mercy.
He simply responded with an "Mmm" and continued working on what he hadn't finished.
Zhou Ji didn't even lift his eyelids. After pausing for two seconds, he remained calm, completely unlike someone with mysophobia. "I can tolerate it."
Jiang Yue: "..."
So annoying.
She ignored him.
After changing into her nightgown, she began unpacking the expensive items she had bought that day, mostly bags, and some new seasonal dresses.
Mini skirt, with long stockings with leg wraps.
Jiang Yue changed into her newly bought clothes as if no one else was around, looked at herself in the mirror, and was very satisfied.
There are very few people in this world who are prettier than her.
Such beauty is such a waste on that bastard Zhou Ji.
As Zhou Ji watched her swaying back and forth in front of him in her short skirt and stockings, his eyes darkened, and his breathing seemed to deepen.
She's really—completely courting death.
Jiang Yue ran out of energy after dismantling half of it, yawned, and prepared to continue dismantling it tomorrow.
Suddenly, her mute husband spoke up: "You are not allowed to wear this dress."
Jiang Yue was furious upon hearing this, glaring at him with her round eyes: "Who do you think you are, telling me what to wear?!"
Her public image had already been completely shattered by Zhou Ji.
They don't care about that at all.
The man paused for a moment, pursed his thin lips, and made a compromise: "It's okay to wear it at home, but not when you're out."
Jiang Yue ignored his words and said, slowly and deliberately, "Old-fashioned."
She's not as enlightened as this ancient person.
Zhou Ji didn't argue with her; he always had other ways.
*
Even at night, I leave a bedside lamp on.
Jiang Yue still had a nightmare. This time, she didn't dream of returning to the Jiang Kingdom, but instead dreamed of the so-called ending from the original story.
She watched as silver handcuffs were put on her hands.
She was pushed into the dock, surrounded by media filming and cameras she couldn't avoid.
She saw Zhou Ji, Jiang Zhi, Zhao Shuyan, her own son, and many other familiar faces sitting in the audience.
Zhao Shuyan was like a dodder vine being carefully protected, with everyone comforting her.
His eyes were full of heartache for Zhao Shuyan.
When his gaze fell upon her, it was filled with indifference that demanded she pay the price, and cold mockery.
"The defendant, Jiang Yue, was convicted of intentional injury, which was serious and had a bad influence. She was sentenced to 15 years in prison."
At the same time, she heard many other sounds.
"You deserve it."
"Jiang Yue, you might as well spend the rest of your life in jail."
With a final blow, Jiang Yue suddenly woke up from her dream.
She broke out in a cold sweat, her breathing was unsteady, and she was terrified.
Zhou Ji also woke up and, seeing her pale face, guessed that she might have had a nightmare.
He gently patted her back, his voice hoarse, "It's okay, I'm here."
Jiang Yue caught her breath and thought to herself, "It's precisely because you're here that I'm in even more trouble!"
Okay, okay, they're all ingrates.
The system beeped as it logged on, its tone sarcastic: "Bao Bao, if you don't strive to be a good person and reform yourself, this is what will happen to you~"
The system thinks she must have been terrified!
Now you're scared!
Then hurry up and learn how to please others!
Jiang Yue pondered for a long time: "Was the original owner's tragic end because she was wicked? Of course not."
System: Hmm? ? ?
Jiang Yue said seriously, "It's precisely because she's not vicious enough. If they were as ruthless as me, they wouldn't have lived to see the day they send me to jail."
System: That's outrageous, utterly absurd.
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