Truth
Truth
Jiang Mingzhuo's appearance greatly displeased Jiang Zhao. His arm around my waist was filled with undisguised, aggressive desire. Our eyes met, and a cold smile crept into Jiang Zhao's eyes. He gripped my shoulder and said, "He's my brother."
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I've only met Jiang Zhao twice. At Xie Yong's birthday party, his relationship with Jiang Mingzhuo was indeed intriguing, but I didn't show the slightest curiosity about them. He couldn't possibly discover that Jiang Mingzhuo and I actually had some kind of relationship.
Jiang Zhao has a keen eye for detail. Back in high school, he could even tell from the scent on me that I'd sneaked off to the amusement park with my classmates. Only that particular shop's butter popcorn had that rich, caramel-cream aroma.
Once a lie is discovered, the consequences are always severe. Besides spending the night with Jiang Zhao and feeling his rage, I also have to watch helplessly as the classmates who were willing to accept me and play with me leave me.
Over time, I hardly saw anyone around me. Besides the driver and the maid, he was the only one who accompanied me every day.
After we became intimate, I had to cooperate with him almost every day for actual sex. I didn't want to take time off work every morning, so I tried my best to obey him. It wasn't until Lin Zhi'en appeared that his attention seemed to be drawn to her, and he finally let me go.
How can I make Jiang Zhao lose his desire to conquer me more quickly?
Aside from the game's "female protagonist" Lin Zhi'en, which might pique his interest slightly, I've never seen him get close to any other woman.
Actively seducing women? That makes sense... A man who grew up at the top of the pyramid, besides having substantial assets, also possesses top-tier looks and physique. He might already be tired of women flocking to him.
Because I was too weak and liked to rebel against him, I happened to hit this man's weak spot. He tried to conquer me, which is why he relentlessly pursued me.
Thinking about this, I decided to play the role of a materialistic and worldly woman to the end. I took the initiative to cup Jiang Zhao's face and kissed him amidst Jiang Mingzhuo's continuous, piercing reminders. This was the first time I had taken the initiative with him, and he was unusually stunned, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes, yet he still let me do as I pleased.
I tried my best to imitate him, initially feigning modesty, but after meeting him, I couldn't help but start seducing his women. I used all my charm, knowing that Jiang Mingzhuo was nearby, and without a care, I sat on Jiang Zhao's lap, wrapping my arms even tighter around his neck.
Ideally, they would both realize my "true colors" at the same time, and then never come near me again for the rest of their lives.
After the deep kiss ended, I boldly reached out my hand, and Jiang Zhao's long eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Get off."
His voice suddenly turned exceptionally cold and gloomy. I continued to wrap my arms around his neck like an octopus. Fortunately, the driver's seat was spacious enough for me to do whatever I wanted on him. I even pulled down the zipper, gritting my teeth where Jiang Zhao couldn't see, and raised my hand to hold it.
"Get out of here," Jiang Zhao ordered me again.
I sensed his displeasure and the intense hostility in his tone. I was overjoyed, but still shook my head. Jiang Zhao pursed his thin lips in displeasure, used force to pull me away from him, and fixed his arrogant gaze on me as if he wanted to see right through me.
Sure enough, he hated women like that. I quickly picked up the credit card, kissed it lightly, and put it in my bag. I opened the car door, and Jiang Mingzhuo had already gotten out of the Cayenne, his complexion not much better than Jiang Zhao's.
He coldly reminded him once again: "You are Lin Zhi'en's fiancé, brother."
Jiang Mingzhuo's voice was almost devoid of warmth. Sure enough, under the influence of the "game," he also harbored a hidden longing for Lin Zhi'en that he could not have. I pretended to be curious and turned my head to take a quick look, only to meet Jiang Mingzhuo's gaze.
He slightly curled his lips and actually smiled at me.
My heart skipped a beat, but the next second, I heard Jiang Mingzhuo say, "Since you're about to get engaged, you should treat her better."
That smile must have been an illusion.
I awkwardly looked away, holding the credit card that didn't belong to me. At first, I calmly walked out of their sight, but once I was sure they couldn't see me and wouldn't chase after me, I quickened my pace, my stilettos making a dull sound on the floor.
I couldn't let Jiang Zhao see through my deception. I used that card to enter the luxury store on New Year's Eve.
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The sudden wealth I gained has made me crave luxury goods, but I can't recognize or buy brands that are too high-end; they have to be within my knowledge.
I bought Dior, Estée Lauder, Chanel, and Armani all in one go, spending hundreds of thousands of yuan, which fits my image as a poor girl with little knowledge.
That wasn't all; I even booked a top-tier spa and beauty treatment for myself. Before leaving, I saw limited-edition necklaces and bracelets from Cartier and Tiffany and swiped my card for those too. I mailed all of these items back to the school, signed the bill, and only then did I leave the gleaming shopping mall.
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On New Year's Eve, the streets were packed with people, all nervously and excitedly anticipating the arrival of the new year. I spent 2.4 million in one night, feeling dizzy and my heart was pounding. Before returning to the Imperial Hospital, I swiped my card one last time to return Lin Jindong's car repair fee to him.
Imperial Hospital.
Compared to the hustle and bustle of the streets and the central square, the hospital had a rare New Year's atmosphere, but it was already late at night, so it was even quieter and more desolate. I subconsciously looked up at the surveillance camera, bit my lip, and quietly followed the route through the blind spot of the camera to push open the door to Yu Xu's ward.
I looked at the man still fast asleep in the hospital bed and gently walked to his side. Thanks to the hospital's meticulous care, Yu Xu didn't look disheveled; he just seemed to be asleep. I sat down beside him, then leaned into his arms and took his hand.
"..." Please wake up soon. I looked at his quiet and handsome face and touched it.
I had an urge to speak, "Yu... Yu..."
My vocal cords were trembling violently. The movement just now seemed to have exhausted all my strength. My voice was broken and intermittent. Tears fell from my eyes. I am so useless. Why do I have to sneak around to visit him and keep him company?
I didn't dare stay in the ward for too long. If the nurses who were making their rounds later found out, Yu Xu would be in trouble, and I couldn't cause him any more trouble. I got up and secretly slipped back. Before I got back to the second floor, I saw that Ye Fenglin's ward was still lit up.
Did his friends come to celebrate the New Year with him? I was a little curious, but the closer I got, the quieter it became, almost eerily so.
I walked to the door of the ward. Ye Fenglin's room was comparable to the most luxurious presidential suite in a hotel. It was already very large, with three rooms in total, and all kinds of supporting facilities were available. Tonight, in order to match the New Year, the colors in the room were bright and intense, and the various decorations were gorgeous and exquisite. Just by looking at it, I could imagine how lively it would be.
There was no one in the ward, so I pushed open the door and went straight in.
The rooms outside were brightly lit, but Ye Fenglin's ward was pitch black, as if he were already asleep. I frowned, about to leave, when suddenly the lights in the ward came on, and Ye Fenglin, wearing a white T-shirt, lay there with a languid, boneless look.
"Instead of playing outside, you came to see me." Ye Fenglin said lazily. His unseemly posture should have looked terrible, but Ye Fenglin had been a spirited rich second-generation young master since childhood. His noble demeanor and natural ease, which did not need to be deliberately faked, made it impossible for him to be associated with decadence and listlessness.
I could only sense the disappointment in his voice, because the girl he most wanted to see wasn't me, who had only appeared there out of curiosity.
Just as I turned to leave, a deep male voice called out to me from behind, "You are the only person who came to see me today, Jiang Fu."
I was taken aback.
Ye Fenglin's voice was low, completely different from before. "I've been here for too long. It's like my old friends have forgotten me. Except for the first few days after I was hospitalized, no one has come anymore. Even Zhi'en and Xie Yong have forgotten me."
I rarely heard such disappointment and dejection from Ye Fenglin. I couldn't help but turn around. His handsome face still wore a smile, calm and composed. But deep in his eyes, there was a clear undercurrent of anger.
Indeed, his injuries were more severe.
The thought that this was somehow related to me made me walk back silently. His gaze lingered for two seconds, swirling in the bright light.
“I’ve known Xie Yong since I was a child.” Ye Fenglin raised an eyebrow. His features were not sharp, but his eyes were slightly upturned, giving him a spirited look. He chuckled playfully, “However, our relationship isn’t actually as equal as I thought. My dad always tells me that I have to get along well with him because he’s different from me.”
"At first I didn't understand. I was no worse than Xie Yong, whether in appearance, family background, or academic performance. Even in competitions and social welfare activities, I never lost to him. But the teachers and classmates at school always assumed that I was inferior to him."
Ye Fenglin sneered: "I don't understand. I don't even have the right to compete, yet I'm going to lose to him. Fortunately, not everyone in the school is on Xie Yong's side. Zhi'en is the only girl who isn't infatuated with him. So I want to snatch her away to prove that I am better than Xie Yong."
He actually told me these dark thoughts... I stammered, not knowing what to say.
Ye Fenglin relaxed his brows and eyes, curled his lips into a smile, and returned to the posture I was most familiar with, looking casual and carefree. "Whatever, Lin Zhien doesn't like me, nor does she like Xie Yong, because I'm already with him."
I pursed my lips and then relaxed them. Suddenly, he pulled me close with his long arms and hugged me tightly.
"Don't go, Jiang Fu." Ye Fenglin hugged her even tighter.
I lowered my head, struggling only slightly, when Ye Fenglin's smiling voice rang out, "You like me, that's why you dressed up so beautifully to see me today, right? Did you want to see me?"
Ye Fenglin raised his uninjured hand and pressed it against the back of my head, pulling me closer to him. The man's gaze looked focused and serious, and his magnified features were flawless. Seeing my stunned expression, Ye Fenglin smiled, and immediately, a passionate and urgent kiss followed.
"Mmm!" This is the second time I've been forcibly kissed by a man today. Compared to Jiang Zhao's oppressive feeling that almost devoured me, Ye Fenglin is more like an inexperienced young man who doesn't know any better. He just relies on instinct to plunder, but his technique is very simple. As I was being kissed, I became lost in thought.
I need to prepare for the worst. What if Jiang Zhao is still interested in me? With my abilities, I'm no match for him. I need to find a powerful ally to protect me in order to fight against Jiang Zhao.
I lifted my fingers and stroked Ye Fenglin's short hair. He paused, smiled with satisfaction, and took my fingers in his, intertwining them. I was still wearing the four-leaf clover bracelet and diamond-encrusted bangle he had given me. My slender, delicate fingers were in his palm, and at first glance, it looked quite ambiguous.
Ye Fenglin even took photos and uploaded them to his WeChat Moments. I stared at him without moving, hoping he would become as arrogant as possible, preferably making our relationship public so that everyone would know. This would both reinforce my materialistic and vain image in front of others and tightly bind me to Ye Fenglin.
His cool lips pressed against my eyes. Ye Fenglin put one arm around my waist, gesturing for me to sit on top of him, while stroking my cheek with the other hand. "Today, I'll let you be on top, so you can learn something, okay?"
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