That was a really good performance.
Looking at Luo Shi's pale face, Jiang Fei could only think of these four words.
But it must be said that Luo Shi is very good at exploiting people's weaknesses.
She had calculated that the original owner, who had lost her loved ones, had no sense of belonging or security in Jincheng. The power of the word "go home" was immense.
According to the original plot, before this, Luo Shi deliberately tortured his body, and because he had been waiting outside for too long and his body was cold, after returning home, he once again acted like a pitiful little thing and played the victim in front of the original owner, making the original owner believe in his "sincere heart".
However, even though it was all an act, the image of him sitting clean and tidy in his wheelchair, slowly making his way towards her amidst the gloomy sky and sandstorm, was quite beautiful.
She has always been very tolerant of beautiful things. For example, even though the little cripple had a cold and arrogant look on his face, she still generously gave him a smile.
Luo Shi frowned, met her gaze, and after a while awkwardly asked, "What did you say to him?"
"Um?"
"Wen Yishu."
Jiang Fei smiled and said, "He said he fell in love with me at first sight."
Luo Shi looked at her and remained silent for a few seconds: "You agreed to be with him?"
Jiang Fei's eyes widened: "How is that possible?"
Luo Shi's brows relaxed.
Jiang Fei continued, "My fiancé is Brother Xie Chi."
Luo Shi frowned again, his eyes half-closed, and he remained silent for a long time.
The car gradually came to a stop. The driver respectfully stepped forward, opened the back door, and took out the wheelchair footrest. Luo Shi got out of the car, and the driver then pushed the wheelchair for him.
"No need." Luo Shi coldly refused, paused, glanced behind him, and tossed out a sentence: "You like Xie Chi that much?" and entered the villa.
Jiang Fei watched his retreating figure and called out softly, "Luo Shi."
Luo Shi didn't even turn his head.
Jiang Fei only raised an eyebrow slightly after his figure disappeared at the villa entrance.
"Miss Jiang," the driver suddenly spoke up.
Jiang Fei turned her gaze away and looked at the driver.
The driver hesitated for a moment: "After you and Mr. Wen left, Mr. Luo was waiting for you there."
He had never seen Mr. Luo wait for a woman so patiently before.
Jiang Fei smiled: "You think he's waiting for me?"
The driver asked, puzzled, "Yes."
Jiang Fei didn't say anything more.
Luo Shi wasn't waiting for her; he was waiting for Xie Chi's fiancée, who could be anyone.
However, upon closer inspection, Luo Shi waited for approximately three hours.
She could even picture Luo Shi, pale-faced, sitting quietly in her wheelchair, waiting in front of the restaurant for her, this little sparrow, to enter the cage.
However, despite being so "sincere and heartfelt," the favorability rating above the user remained unchanged.
The driver left.
Jiang Fei walked into the villa. The living room was empty. Just as she was about to go upstairs, a loud noise suddenly came from the master bedroom.
It sounded like a wheelchair falling over, mixed with the dull thud of a person hitting the ground.
Why.
Jiang Fei had no choice but to resort to playing the victim.
She raised an eyebrow, suppressed her smile, and strode towards the master bedroom. But as she reached the door, Luo Shi's voice rang out: "Don't come in."
Jiang Fei naturally didn't listen, but slowly pushed open the master bedroom door and stood at the doorway, where the heat from the store wafted in.
The wheelchair lay overturned, its wheels spinning erratically. Luo Shi collapsed weakly onto the carpet, her legs trembling slightly. Her teeth were clenched, her face was deathly pale, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, and her eyes were bloodshot as if they were about to overflow. She was filled with intense self-loathing.
I felt pity for him.
"Are you alright?" Jiang Fei hurriedly stepped forward, anxiously supporting his arm.
Luo Shi's hands were cold, or rather, his whole body was cold.
Perhaps it was because he was born cold-blooded, and his health had never been good since the car accident.
Luo Shi brushed her hand away, gritted his teeth, and tried to stand up on his own, but collapsed back down in despair.
"Luo Shi." Jiang Fei murmured softly as she watched him struggle to stand up again and again, only to fail time and time again.
Luo Shi finally gave up, collapsing to the ground, breathing rapidly: "You really should like Xie Chi..." he whispered, "I'm just a cripple."
Jiang Fei looked at the -50 favorability rating above his head and gently shook her head: "I don't like Xie Chi."
What's so appealing about the child's father? Aren't handsome young men more attractive?
Luo Shi froze, staring straight at her.
Jiang Fei stepped forward, took his arm again, pursed her lips and looked at him: "But I am Xie Chi's fiancée, this is Grandpa's last wish."
Luo Shi's gaze darkened, and he stared at her for a full five seconds.
The next second, his expression suddenly changed. He had spent a long time outside for this scene, even soaking his left leg in cold water for a long time. But now, not only did his knee ache, but the amputation site on his left ankle also felt like his limbs were being ground off, with waves of pulling pain emanating from his bones.
The pain made his teeth chatter uncontrollably.
It exceeded his expectations.
"Luo Shi?" Jiang Fei called out to him softly.
Luo Shi, however, felt that the sound was coming from a very distant place, getting farther and farther away.
"Luo Shi?" Jiang Fei glanced at his leg and reached out to touch it.
"You dare..." Luo Shi managed to squeeze out two words through gritted teeth, his teeth chattering weakly from lack of effort, and his favorability rating was in a shocking mess.
Jiang Fei looked at him; his face was so alluring that she wanted to pluck it.
The next second she reached out and placed her hand to his mouth.
Luo Shi bit down almost immediately, as if he had been enduring pain for a long time and suddenly had a fulcrum to share the pain, and soon tasted the blood.
Jiang Fei only frowned slightly. This little pain was nothing compared to the suffering he endured while cultivating magic and the pain of his internal organs being rotted by the God-Slaying Wine.
With his other hand, he reached for Luo Shi's leg.
Luo struggled again.
Jiang Fei hurriedly said, her eyes welling up with tears, "I won't touch it."
As she spoke, she gently stroked his calf with one hand, just like she had done on the stormy nights of the past few days. The warmth from her palm soothed the spasms caused by the cold.
Luo Shi paused, his grip on her hand loosening slightly, his teeth trembling gently. Looking at the busy woman beside him, his heart skipped a beat.
That woman is incredibly stupid.
Let him bite with your own palm, that's stupid.
I didn't realize he was just acting. How stupid.
And that single tear rolling down the corner of her eye—that was even more foolish.
But……
"It'll be alright soon." Jiang Fei looked up at Luo Shi with relief, forcing a smile, though a tear still clung to her cheek.
Luo Shi paused.
The leg pain seemed distant; he stared intently at her.
That tear, like sulfuric acid, dripped into his heart, corroding his flesh and even emitting white smoke.
Just like Luo Wan once cried for Xie Chi.
Jiang Fei was crying because of his pain.
Luo Shi relented, and there was a bloody teeth mark on the side of her hand. His gaze quickly swept over the bloodstain.
Jiang Fei withdrew her hand, ignoring the wound, and casually wiped away the blood that had seeped out before stepping forward to support him.
This time, Luo Shi did not refuse. He sat on the bed with her help, looking down at her without saying a word: "Get out."
His tone was no longer the feigned innocence he had shown in his acting; instead, it carried a sinister undertone that sent chills down the spines of those who heard it.
Is this the real him?
Jiang Fei glanced at him and said, "You should get some rest."
After saying that, he quickly glanced over the top of his head, turned around and walked out the door.
Luo's favorability increased by 20.
-30.
...
Luo left.
Jiang Fei only found out the next morning.
As for where they went, Jiang Fei didn't bother to ask.
The kind of person he is will never give up until he achieves his goal, and he will naturally come back.
During the few days he was away, the weather was very sunny and cloudless.
Day 6.
Wen Yishu called and made an appointment.
The day we agreed to meet was rather gloomy.
Wen Yishu looked like she had just rushed over from the company, still wearing a sharp black suit, and she looked more serious than usual, despite her gentle demeanor.
His smile was still perfectly timed, and upon seeing her, he gentlemanly opened the car door for her.
Jiang Fei got into the car and then looked at him: "Where to?"
Wen Yishu smiled at her. Today, she was wearing the white dress they had first met, and her slightly curled black hair was all hanging over her left shoulder: "I remember you said that you like to drink fine wine and appreciate beautiful scenery?"
"Do you only remember these two things I mentioned?" Jiang Fei blinked at him.
Wen Yishu paused. He naturally remembered that she said she liked him when he wasn't smiling, because he was real.
"Don't you believe that I'm genuinely happy right now?" he countered.
Jiang Fei looked intently into his eyes for a while before laughing: "Are you happy?"
It's impossible to be happy spending time with people you don't like.
As expected, Wen Yishu did not respond, but slowly lowered her eyes, glancing at her hand out of the corner of her eye: "Are you injured?"
Jiang Fei glanced at the teeth marks on the side of her hand: "Yeah, I got bitten by a dog."
Looking at the clearly human teeth marks, Wen Yishu's smile became more genuine: "Then remember to get a rabies vaccine."
Jiang Fei moved a little closer to him.
"What's wrong?" Wen Yishu cleared her throat and returned to normal.
"It's nothing," Jiang Fei shook her head and smiled mischievously, "I was just thinking that Brother Wen also has a cunning side."
Wen Yishu's eyelashes fluttered slightly, but she did not respond.
The two remained quiet throughout the journey.
Wen Yishu took Jiang Fei to the top floor of a high-rise hotel.
The building is made entirely of glass, with an arched skylight overhead offering a glimpse of the city, freshly washed by rain, its skyscrapers gleaming in the sunlight.
This was also the first time Jiang Fei had ever looked at the world so closely.
In the distance are misty mountains, and nearby is a bustling city.
The people here clearly knew Wen Yishu. In no time, someone brought over several bottles of fine wine. The wine was gently shaken in the decanter, and the intoxicating aroma of the wine was already intoxicating.
Jiang Fei's eyes lit up.
“This is the best spot for stargazing at night,” Wen Yishu said with a smile. “Although Jincheng has a rainy season, the stars are still very beautiful.”
Jiang Fei looked up at the sky, wondering what was so interesting about the stars.
He nodded in agreement, then took out a book from behind him and handed it to Wen Yishu.
Wen Yishu asked in confusion, "This is..."
“It’s only fair to reciprocate.” Jiang Fei looked up, glanced around, and blinked. “Actually, I just grabbed it from the lounge area downstairs. I don’t like to talk when I’m drinking, so you can just read a book by yourself.”
Wen Yishu's favorability rating shifted slightly.
Jiang Fei smiled even more brightly and walked to the side to drink her wine by herself.
Wen Yishu can play the piano, fencing, horseback riding, and golf. He is even very talented in business, but if you ask him what he relies on most, it is reading.
Or rather, reading the text.
Back then, when he was confined by Wen's father, the storage room in the villa's attic had only a skylight about half a meter square.
He suffered a claustrophobia attack, and was in extreme pain and hallucinations, making even breathing extremely difficult.
In that small space, there were only a few dusty books, including even a reference book.
During the day, he forced himself to read each word, and at night, he forced himself to memorize them one by one.
After enduring three days and three nights, we finally saw the light of day when the door opened.
From then on, writing became his refuge from the world and a rare period of time for him to enjoy himself.
Wen Yishu looked at Jiang Fei, who was lazily holding a wine glass. There was a strange nonchalance about her, as if she saw everything but didn't care about anything.
This caused the people around them to unconsciously relax.
Jiang Fei noticed his gaze and turned to look at him.
Meeting his gaze, she merely raised the wine glass in her hand slightly.
Her undisguised laughter carried a languid and unrestrained air, and her half-closed eyes held a captivating charm.
She was somewhat different from her usual self.
This seems to be the real her.
In his undisguised display?
For some reason, my mood improved.
That afternoon, Jiang Fei sat in front of the glass railing drinking fine wine, while Wen Yishu sat on the other side reading a book. The two rarely spoke and spent their time in quiet companionship.
As dusk fell, Wen Yishu closed the book, feeling a long-lost sense of comfort, free from all thoughts and pretense.
He looked across at the other side, and then paused, stunned.
Jiang Fei held a glass of wine to her cheek, smiling as she looked at him, her eyes sparkling like stars. Behind her, the gradually awakening night of Jin City became merely a backdrop.
"What?" Wen Yishu's throat tightened.
Jiang Fei shook her head, a slightly tipsy smile on her face: "I was right, not smiling looks better than smiling like before."
Wen Yishu's favorability rating: 35.
...
When I returned to the villa, it was already late. The air was stuffy and gloomy, and the streetlights stood alone.
Wen Yishu parked the car at the entrance of the villa area and walked her part of the way.
Jiang Fei had drunk quite a bit, his cheeks flushed. He followed Wen Yishu step by step, stepping on his shadow. Neither of them spoke.
Just as Jiang Fei reached the villa entrance and was about to go inside, Wen Yishu suddenly called out to her, "Feifei."
Jiang Fei looked back, puzzled.
Under the warm yellow streetlights, her eyes sparkled.
Wen Yishu's Adam's apple bobbed, and she glanced quickly at the villa gate, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes.
He knew that whether outside or inside the door, it was all cruel exploitation of her, nothing genuine.
But in the end, he shook his head and smiled quietly: "It's nothing."
Jiang Fei returned his smile, and the moment she turned around, the drunkenness in her eyes vanished instantly.
She gave him a chance.
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