Chapter 3
System & Wen Chuqing: !
Upon hearing Jiang Minghua's words, Wen Chuqing's hand trembled, and the wine bottle fell to the ground, shattering into pieces with a crisp sound.
"Why wouldn't you dare?" Jiang Minghua picked up another wine bottle and shook it.
Wen Chuqing nodded.
The system emitted a rooster-like squawk: [If the male lead dies, the world will collapse! You don't want to live anymore!]
Jiang Minghua: [What's there to be afraid of? It's just a novel that's been abandoned and discontinued anyway. We can just create another male lead, right?]
After listening to Jiang Minghua's suggestion, the system fell silent, suddenly realizing that the suggestion wasn't entirely unacceptable.
Seeing Wen Chuqing's timid and fearful demeanor, so far removed from Jiang Mingjia, Jiang Minghua sighed. "Alas, it seems I still have to teach her."
"Don't you want revenge? He bullied you like that. What would you have done if I hadn't come?" Jiang Minghua coaxed patiently. "Even if you can't get revenge, you can still vent your anger while he's asleep."
Wen Chuqing glanced at Jiang Minghua and felt that Jiang Minghua had changed somewhat. But Jiang Minghua was right. So she saw the unopened bottle of wine on the coffee table, and under Jiang Minghua's gaze, she opened the bottle and poured it all over the sleeping Fu Yanzhi's head.
Looking at Wen Chuqing's actions, Jiang Minghua gave her a thumbs up with satisfaction, saying, "Well done!"
The cold liquid startled Fu Yanzhi from his deep sleep. He sat bolt upright on the sofa, his eyes still blurry. Seeing the face before him that resembled Qin Shuyi's, he couldn't help but reach out to touch her, but she avoided his touch. A bitter smile appeared on his handsome face.
"Shuyi, are you not even letting me touch you now?"
Unlike the domineering CEO image in my mind, Fu Yanzhi has handsome and gentle features. At first glance, he looks like a scholar and doesn't seem like the kind of person who would do such despicable things. You really can't judge a book by its cover.
"Hey buddy, who are you calling? My friend works part-time here, but you and your friends are bullying him. Shouldn't we settle this score?"
An unfamiliar female voice suddenly rang out, and Fu Yanzhi regained a sliver of clarity, his eyes filled with wariness, only then realizing that there were other people in the private room.
"Who are you?" Fu Yanzhi asked with a frown, but his eyes were fixed on the girl behind Jiang Minghua. After seeing the girl's face clearly, he instantly regained his composure.
She may look like Qin Shuyi, but she is not her.
"What's wrong? You've realized now that my friend isn't your sweetheart? But how do you plan to account for the harm you've done to my friend?"
Fu Yanzhi also recalled his actions before getting drunk, his face full of apology:
"I'm sorry if I hurt you. I'm really sorry. It's because you look too much like my ex-girlfriend."
Wen Chuqing possesses all the qualities of a heroine from an old-fashioned novel: a gentle and innocent girl, an almost naive kindness, a saintly figure, a habitual forgiveness, and she can't help but soften her heart if the person who hurt her in the past shows even the slightest difficulty.
So when she saw Fu Yanzhi bow his head and apologize to her, she didn't miss the dejection and sadness that flashed in Fu Yanzhi's eyes. Almost instantly, Wen Chuqing forgave Fu Yanzhi and even felt heartbroken for this scoundrel. She even made excuses for him: he just loved her too much. What's wrong with love?
"No, it's okay. I was wrong too. I poured the wine on your head. I'm sorry."
Wen Chuqing stepped out from behind Jiang Minghua and apologized to Fu Yanzhi as well.
Jiang Minghua was shocked. "Holy crap, sis, he almost raped you! You just poured wine on his head to vent your anger, why are you apologizing?! You shouldn't be here. You should go to St. Peter's Basilica, find the statue of the Virgin Mary holding Jesus, and then smash the Virgin Mary down with a hammer, and sit on it and hold Jesus yourself."
If Wen Chuqing weren't wearing Jiang Mingjia's face, Jiang Minghua would really want to wish the two of them a lifelong commitment.
"If apologies were enough, what would we need the police for?" Jiang Minghua said sarcastically. Wen Chuqing got anxious and tugged at Jiang Minghua's sleeve.
Jiang Minghua ignored her. After all, Wen Chuqing and Jiang Mingjia looked exactly alike, and she knew that her actions were no different from Fu Yanzhi's, treating Wen Chuqing as a substitute. Even though their souls were different, Jiang Minghua stubbornly believed that this was a second life given to Jiang Mingjia by heaven, and in this life, she would never let Mingjia suffer, not even Wen Chuqing.
"Minghua, I'm really fine." Wen Chuqing didn't understand why Jiang Minghua had become so aggressive and insisted on standing up for her. She hadn't actually suffered any real harm.
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