While Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen were out, Jiang Yao snuck into their room. Her eyes were filled with jealousy and resentment, and a sneer lingered on her lips, as if she were carrying out a long-planned conspiracy.
Upon entering the room, Jiang Yao was struck by the pervasive atmosphere of happiness. On the bed, a messy yet loving scene, sat a photo of Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen. The two smiled brightly, their eyes filled with deep affection for each other. Jiang Yao's jealousy intensified as she gazed at the photo. She glared fiercely at the photo before launching into her destruction.
She walked over to Jiang Zhi's luggage and tore out the neatly folded clothes, throwing them everywhere. The once clean and tidy room was instantly transformed into a mess. Not satisfied with this, Jiang Yao deliberately scattered some of Jiang Zhi's small accessories on the floor, even stepping on some of them, making a slight crunching sound that seemed to echo her inner cry of jealousy.
Jiang Yao then turned her gaze to Shen Qingchen's belongings. She picked up one of Shen Qingchen's shirts and rubbed it frantically, trying to erase the scent of Jiang Zhi from it. In her twisted mind, anything related to Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen's happiness was unbearable.
Then, Jiang Yao began to meticulously lay her trap. She pulled an unfamiliar lipstick from her purse and deliberately left a vibrant lip print on the collar of Shen Qingchen's shirt. The vibrant red glared against the white shirt, like the malicious jealousy she harbored. She also plucked a long hair from her head and placed it on Jiang Zhi's pillow, creating the illusion that another woman had been there.
After doing all this, Jiang Yao searched the room for anything that could further hint at the presence of someone else. On the bedside table, she found a notepad from Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen, filled with sweet nothings. A glint of malice flashed in Jiang Yao's eyes. She crumpled the notepad into a ball and tossed it into a corner. Then, she wrote a new, more ambiguous note and placed it in plain sight. It read, "Dear, next time we meet, we're going to be even more crazy."
As Jiang Yao laid out these false traces, she imagined the scene in her mind where Shen Qingchen would become suspicious of Jiang Zhi after seeing all this. Her face would sometimes flicker with a smug smile, sometimes twisted with jealousy. She felt like a director in control, meticulously orchestrating a play to destroy someone else's happiness.
However, even as Jiang Yao did all this, she felt a tinge of unease deep within her heart. She knew her actions were immoral, but her jealousy had completely clouded her reason. She told herself that as long as she could destroy Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen's happiness, it would be worth it, no matter the cost.
Before leaving the room, she carefully reviewed every detail of her arrangements. She made sure every trace was just right, neither too obvious to Shen Qingchen that someone had done it deliberately, but enough to plant a seed of suspicion in his mind. Finally, Jiang Yao took a satisfied look at the messy room and quietly left, like a ghost completing its evil mission in the darkness.
After returning to her own place, Jiang Yao's heart was still pounding. She was both excited and nervous, excited that her plan was about to be implemented, and nervous because she was worried about being discovered. She sat on the edge of the bed, constantly replaying everything she had done in the room in her mind, imagining Shen Qingchen's reaction after seeing those scenes. She felt that she had taken a crucial step in destroying the happiness of Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen. As long as Shen Qingchen became suspicious of Jiang Zhi, a crack would appear in their relationship, and she would have the opportunity to take advantage of it.
Jiang Yao's behavior is not only due to jealousy of Jiang Zhi, but also a twisted desire for love and happiness deep in her heart. She has always believed that she should be the one standing by Shen Qingchen, and she feels that she is more qualified to have Shen Qingchen's love than Jiang Zhi. However, she does not realize that this behavior of destroying others' happiness through improper means will only make her further away from true happiness.
For the next few minutes, Jiang Yao waited for her predicted event to unfold. She wandered around the B&B, keeping a close eye on Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen. Her eyes revealed an eager anticipation, like a beast waiting for its prey. No one passing by could have guessed that this seemingly ordinary woman harbored such a sinister plot.
As time went on, Jiang Yao became increasingly anxious. She began to worry about whether her plan would fail. If Shen Qingchen didn't become suspicious of Jiang Zhi as she had expected, what would she do next? This uncertainty made her restless, but she didn't want to give up easily. She told herself that she must be patient. After all, the cracks in a relationship don't form so easily and need time to ferment.
As Jiang Yao waited, she constantly found excuses to justify her actions. She felt she was fighting for love, striving for the happiness she deserved. She completely ignored the harm her actions caused others, lost in her own twisted world. She was like a person caught in a dark vortex, sinking deeper and deeper, and everything around her was shrouded in her darkness.
Finally, she saw Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen heading towards the guesthouse. Jiang Yao's heartbeat quickened. She hid in a corner, staring at them intently. Her hands clenched unconsciously, her palms sweating with nervousness. She knew the crucial moment was approaching, the success of her plan depended on it.
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