Chapter 16: Arrogant, narcissistic, and crazy
Jiang Yue glanced at her, unconcerned. After a moment, he said lightly, "I hope you can maintain this pure feeling of 'hate' and help me get the destiny I want."
"That's not necessarily true. Dislike may very well escalate into disgust, nausea, and hatred!" Wen Yao said.
Just then, there was a voice outside the door, and the voice was vaguely Mrs. Chen's.
Jiang Yue gave her a warning look and walked over to open the door.
Huang Qianyi and Mrs. Chen were standing outside the door. Huang Qianyi said, "I went to Germany this time and saw this brooch that I liked, so I brought one for you. I forgot to give it to you."
She handed Jiang Yue a small black velvet gift box.
Jiang Yue took the gift box and said, "Thank you, Mom."
Huang Qianyi said gently: "You should rest early."
After saying that, he glanced at Wen Yao on the sofa, turned around and went downstairs.
Only then did Mrs. Chen speak: "Sir, Uncle Zhang said he wants to take a day off tomorrow to visit his son."
"Okay." Jiang Yue nodded.
At this time, Mrs. Chen looked at Huang Qianyi who had already come downstairs and lowered her voice and said, "Sir, the lady just chose to drink porridge and praised the porridge for being well cooked. Also, when I came up, I saw the lady standing outside the door, as if she was listening to the movement in the room, so I deliberately called her the lady."
"Very good. Be careful with your words and actions in front of Madam." Jiang Yue instructed.
Mrs. Chen nodded and left.
After closing the door, Jiang Yue looked at Wen Yao.
Wen Yao immediately turned her head and pretended to be dead with her cell phone.
Huang Qianyi was still angry in the afternoon, but she took the initiative to bring the brooch in the evening. It couldn't be that she was forgetful and suddenly became happy.
Instead, he became suspicious of their relationship and came to investigate under the pretext of getting the brooch.
As for their previous conversation, I don’t know how much she heard.
Obviously, Jiang Yue also knew this and put all the responsibility on her.
He walked slowly towards her and stood in front of the sofa.
"If my mother knew that our marriage was fake, do you know what the consequences would be?"
Wen Yao muttered, "I didn't do anything."
Jiang Yue ignored her. He simply placed his hands on the side of her head, held her in a circle on the sofa, and stared at her, saying, "Then I'll put on a play and change the 'sweet marriage of mutual consent' into a 'tyrannical and cunning robbery'. You know, I can totally do it."
Wen Yao saw cruelty and threats in his eyes.
She suddenly remembered that in the original plot, Jiang Yue almost raped Lu Wan once.
Also, he raped the beautiful female star who looked like Lu Wan.
So he is capable of doing such illegal and disorderly things.
His meaning was very clear. If his mother knew that their relationship was not good and therefore doubted their marriage, he would first confirm the marriage relationship, and then tell his mother that she did not like him, but he did, so he forced her to stay by his side.
She shuddered and couldn't utter a word in reply.
"Be honest. Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit." Jiang Yue slowly stood up, glanced at her, and returned to his desk.
Wen Yao sat blankly on the sofa, with only one thought in her mind: Why didn't she let this supporting male character die in the second chapter?
Her next thought was that it was too dangerous to stay with the villain. She had to get in touch with Lu Wan or Jiang Lin as soon as possible, and with their help, switch to the protagonist camp and fight against the big boss Jiang Yue together.
After a long silence, she looked at Jiang Yue and said quietly, "I'll remind you of a rule in novels: good is rewarded with good, and evil is punished with evil."
Jiang Yue turned his head and looked at her. She continued, "This is the basic principle of writing online novels. If a person does something bad, he or she must be punished by law or receive retribution. If you really commit a crime, perhaps the world will destroy you."
Jiang Yue snorted coldly: "But you don't seem to belong to this world."
Wen Yao was stunned: This logic... seems to be correct.
She herself was not sure whether Jiang Yue's bad deeds to her would be counted in the list of bad deeds.
"But what if my arrival is also arranged by this world? Then I belong to this world," she said.
Jiang Yue ignored her.
Without waiting for a response, Wen Yao rolled her eyes at him again.
The two never spoke to each other again after that.
Although she was quiet, she still couldn't continue reading the novel.
She couldn't help but revisit the plot of her novel again and again, imagining Jiang Yue being slapped in the face by the heroine, slapped in the face by the hero, marrying a green tea girl, being cuckolded many times, and other comfortable plots, and then adding her own curse.
It was eleven o'clock in the evening and Jiang Yue was still awake.
She found that there was no quilt on the sofa and wanted to ask him where the quilt was, but when she saw his villainous face, she instantly didn't want to pay attention to him.
So I had to go to the cloakroom to look for it myself.
Jiang Yue’s dressing room is very large, about thirty or forty square meters.
When she opened the wardrobe door, she was surprised, as if she had entered a boutique men's clothing store.
On a wall that is eight meters long, seventy or eighty sets of clothes are neatly hung, and each set is ironed as if it is brand new.
The shirt, tie, jacket and pants form a complete set, which are divided into three styles: formal occasions, daily work and holiday leisure and placed together separately. Moreover, the sets are all custom-made by big brands and carefully matched by stylists.
As a supporting male character, he couldn't possibly have a detailed description of his cloakroom; after all, he didn't deserve it.
So Wen Yao, the author, was also shocked.
Looking at these exquisitely made clothes, Wen Yao's eyes were filled with four big words: a beast in human clothing.
The more noble and gorgeous the appearance is, the darker and more vicious the heart is.
She closed the cabinet door and opened the front row of drawers.
Inside was a drawer full of exquisite brooches.
Another drawer was filled with cufflinks made of pure gold, silver, or jeweled gems.
Another drawer of tie clips.
Another drawer of bow ties.
There is also a drawer of various belts.
A drawer of men's handkerchiefs.
A drawer full of men's watches.
A drawer of socks.
The last drawer of men's underwear.
Wen Yao marveled in her heart, once again experiencing the luxurious life of the capitalists.
At this moment, she felt something strange behind her. She turned her head inadvertently and found that Jiang Yue was standing not far behind her.
And she was opening the drawer in front of him where his underwear was kept.
Wen Yao immediately closed the drawer and explained before he could speak: "Don't think too much, I'm just looking for a quilt."
After saying that, I realized something was wrong:
It seems that a drawer can never hold a quilt...
So she was clearly looking for the quilt, why did she open the drawer?
Wen Yao recalled it and realized that she was shocked by the amount of clothes he had and opened them casually...
It’s all because of her damn desire to explore!
Taking a deep breath, she said calmly, "Then I saw your wardrobe and took a look, looking for some material about rich villains so I could go back and continue writing."
This is what she really thinks. After all, there is no ready-made material in her circle.
Jiang Yue said nothing, just sneered, walked silently to a cabinet behind her, opened the door, then walked through the cloakroom and into the bathroom.
The quilt that Wen Yao wanted is in the cabinet.
For a moment, I felt a little awkward and suffocated.
His silent attitude and that sneer clearly showed that he looked down on her and despised her!
Written all over his proud head was the message: Lowly woman, do you think you can have feelings for me?
Thinking about how he doubted her in his heart, Wen Yao was almost going crazy, but there was nothing she could do.
Oh my God, what had she done wrong to be looked down upon by such a hateful cannon fodder male supporting role!
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