Chapter 88 Extra Chapter: Chen's If Line 5
Qu Chen followed closely behind her, and from an angle she couldn't see, his gaze shifted for a fleeting moment.
Qu Chen (future version), who was forcibly pushed out to take the place of the main character: ...
"Do you have any shame?" This was said to the young Qu Chen.
Over the past five years, he has been meticulously planning and scheming in his pursuit of Ling Wei.
If there were a discipline called "Ling Wei Studies," he could definitely get a doctorate directly: he would appear at just the right time to help without offending her, while subtly showcasing his charm and slowly infiltrating her life.
Finally, a glimmer of hope appeared when she promised to consider relationships after she stopped being an idol.
Finally, after the group officially disbanded, she took the initiative to contact him.
On that day, he meticulously groomed himself down to the last strand of his hair, and then this cunning young version of himself began to impersonate someone else!
Ultimately, it was his own body, and as his willpower grew, he was indeed able to suppress his future self at certain times.
In the future, Qu Chen could only grit his teeth and watch this bastard. In the past few days, he hadn't even given him a chance to show up. Whenever Ling Wei was home, he would monopolize her body, calling her "sister" this and "sister" that, and asking for affection in all sorts of ways. He used all his youthful and vigorous energy on this, coming up with all sorts of tricks.
She even shamelessly told him, "Aren't you me?"
In a fit of impotent rage, Qu Chen exclaimed: "Are you a dog?!"
Who was it that swore back then, "If I fall for her, I'll be a dog"?
At this moment, Qu Chen, who was in control of the body, smiled gently, his eyes filled with a strong possessiveness. If his future self was a madman, then what kind of good person could he be?
With a sudden effort, Ling Wei grabbed his shoulder, unable to contain herself.
He panted as he pressed delicate kisses against Ling Wei's ear, whispering in a low, husky voice, "I am my sister's dog."
"Woof."
It was not only a confession to Ling Wei, but also a blatant provocation to the furious person inside him.
Future Qu Chen: 凸(艹皿艹)！！
Oh, now that things seem a bit off, they're pushing him out to take the fall again?
But in any case, Ling Wei's emotions come first.
Qu Chen quickly suppressed his speechlessness and annoyance, observing Ling Wei's expression. Fortunately, she wasn't really angry; she seemed more helpless. He felt slightly relieved.
Ling Wei sat down on the sofa, and Qu Chen quickly followed, but he didn't dare to sit next to her. Instead, he knelt on the carpet, looked up at her, and held the coat that she had just taken off in his hands, looking obedient and ready to be scolded at any time.
Ling Wei cleared her throat and said with a straight face, "I know, we are a couple now."
Qu Chen's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously.
"But!" Ling Wei's tone shifted, her voice filled with anguish, "Some things need to be done in moderation! Qu Chen, look at you, in these five days, have you even left your house? Do you want to abandon your company? Do you want to ignore the project? You just... you just think about..."
Qu Chen quickly handed her the warm water he had prepared beforehand. Then, while she was sulking and drinking, he quietly moved closer, sat down next to her knees, and looked up at her with teary eyes: "The company can handle things remotely. Secretary Sun will send over important documents, and I've participated in all the video conferences..."
Seeing the glare from Ling Wei, he immediately changed his tune, saying, "I'll go to the company tomorrow! I definitely will!"
Then, he lowered his eyelashes, his voice softening, trembling with disappointment: "Am I too clingy, making you annoyed? I'm sorry, I just... just couldn't control myself."
He knew that Ling Wei was most susceptible to this; a slightly vulnerable expression always touched her soft spot.
"No, that's not what I meant." Ling Wei took the bait immediately, quickly putting down her water glass and reaching out to pull him. "I didn't find you annoying, it's just... these past few days..."
She snorted, "I'm a bit overwhelmed, and I can't even think properly about things at the studio."
In the future, Qu Chen still perfectly maintained that gloomy and uneasy look, "Because it always feels like a dream, I never thought I could really be with you. For the past five days, I've been afraid to wake up and find it's all fake, so... I just want to look at you every moment to make sure you're there."
Young Qu Chen stared in disbelief deep within his consciousness, then gritted his teeth: […His acting is truly superb; the entertainment industry is really missing out by not hiring him!]
However, it must be admitted that Qu Chen's grasp of Ling Wei's psychology was extremely accurate. He knew she was soft-hearted, but he couldn't just show weakness all the time.
The real strategy is to demonstrate reliability and responsibility far beyond one's age in important matters, while placing oneself in a subservient position where one needs her pity in the private realm of emotions.
This young body undoubtedly provided the greatest convenience.
The young body's owner was filled with mixed emotions: "...Let's start a class."
Ling Wei was completely oblivious to the intricacies of the situation. She only saw a tear slide down the corner of his eye, and instinctively leaned forward, gently pressing her lips to the tear stain. The moment she kissed him, she cursed herself inwardly: "It's over. Why am I more excited when I see him cry? I'm hopeless!"
Qu Chen let her get close, but when she tried to deepen the kiss, he stepped back slightly and said in a restrained, hoarse voice, "Let's...let's eat first, the food will get cold."
Two buttons on his collar had come undone at some point, revealing his well-defined collarbone and a discreet yet striking collarbone chain that rose and fell slightly with his breath.
That was Xiao Qu's work, but now it has become Da Qu's silent temptation.
As expected, Ling Wei's gaze was drawn to the shimmering silver light. Dinner? Perhaps a late-night snack could be changed.
The instant Daqu effortlessly scooped Ling Wei up in his arms, he issued a clear warning to the restless consciousness within him that was trying to seize control again: [If you dare to come out now, you'll be cleaning up the mess next time.]
He deserves it.
Young Qu Chen protested: "I bought that chain."
Da Qu carried Ling Wei steadily towards the bedroom: [Make the most of everything. It's Weiwei who's using it, so what's the point of worrying about who bought it?]
Young Qu Chen: [...] You win!
In the spacious apartment, the soft gauze curtains were fluttering in the night breeze. Occasionally, when the wind picked up a bit, the corners of the curtains would lift up, briefly revealing the hazy, overlapping figures on the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The cool metal chain swayed, occasionally brushing against Ling Wei's flushed cheeks or neck.
In the end, they didn't eat any late-night snacks.
...
The next morning.
Sunlight filtered through the gauze curtains, casting warm dappled patterns on Ling Wei's face.
She felt dizzy, as if she had a very long dream.
Before she even opened her eyes, she felt a warm, firm body press against her, arms encircling her waist and pulling her closer.
Ling Wei didn't open her eyes, but subconsciously reached out and wrapped her arms around the neck of the person in front of her.
My hand slid down her back and lit the fire.
Ling Wei let out a slightly trembling breath, and murmured intimately and coquettishly.
“Ah Yuan…”
The moment she finished speaking, she felt her arm tighten suddenly, and then...
Ling Wei was sobered up by this sudden turn of events.
She barely opened her blurry eyes and met Qu Chen's dark, deep gaze, which was now churning with a terrifying storm.
There was shock in his eyes, the pain of being hurt, and something even deeper... panic.
Ling Wei regained full consciousness.
"Qu Chen?" Her voice was hoarse. "What... what's wrong with you?"
wrong……
She suddenly clutched her head in discomfort.
Why does my memory feel a bit confused?
It seemed as if fragmented memories, not belonging to her and Qu Chen, flashed through her mind: a mature and composed profile, the faint scent of ink in the study, and a low, helpless "Weiwei"...
At that moment, Qu Chen's phone also began to vibrate frantically.
The caller ID displaying on the screen—
"Uncle".
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(The Fourth World Ends~)
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An open ending is possible. Qu Mingyuan's position is sensitive, and I'm afraid my posting will be blocked if I go too far (hands tucked in honestly.jpg).
This could be considered a 1v2 situation in another way, right? (laughs) (runs away with a pot on his head)
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