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"How dare you eavesdrop on other people's thoughts? You little brat, you have no manners!" Wen Yao was completely enraged.
She was so anxious that she was jumping up and down on the bed, her fair face flushed red, and she looked incredibly beautiful.
But the system doesn't appreciate human beauty; it picked out Wen Yao's earlier thoughts and began the execution:
Life is like walking on thin ice.
It's okay if you die again because you can't complete the mission~
【Hey, Sister Bo Bing, you're alright, but if I fail the mission, I'll have to go back to headquarters and be punished!】
Oh, by the way, why would you care about a small system? After all, "this time I just want to live according to my own wishes and don't want to be bound by external constraints."
"Ahhh!" Wen Yao's cat-like eyes filled with tears—embarrassed, "Don't think I don't know you're a second-generation leader, with connections all over headquarters, so there's no punishment for failing a mission!"
This is what 8488 himself said before. Its system training course was not yet completed, but his brother happened to have a job position, so he was sent here.
"You have connections, while I only have my back to you. Can't you just let me have my way?!"
【Hmph.】8848 scoffed.
[I already have a powerful background, yet I still have to put up with the host's temper. What's the difference between me and those lowly systems?]
Damn it, those second-generation heirs of the regime! Wen Yao pounded her pillow in frustration.
Fortunately, she wasn't without options.
She still faces the prospect of death.
"8848, if you keep doing this, I'll commit suicide immediately, so that even if you eventually reach the pinnacle of life control, you'll still remember the humiliation of failing your very first mission!"
【Fine, go ahead and kill yourself.】8848’s mechanical voice was unusually calm.
Ah, so calm? Wen Yao frowned, sensing that something was amiss.
really.
[After you die, I will write your will in your own voice, listing all your shameful deeds in my death confession.]
Oh, and your earlier quote about walking on thin ice.
Finally, I'll use all the energy I've saved to post your suicide note on all your social media platforms; I'll definitely make sure it gets featured on the front page.
[I almost forgot, I absolutely mustn't forget to make your browsing history public.]
System 8848 emitted a devilish whisper, and Wen Yao trembled with fear.
"8848, you're terrifying, I really want to go abroad."
【What country are you going to?】8848 found this baffling.
"Heaven." Wen Yao lay down on the bed, her hands on her chest, dying... well, lying peacefully.
Hehe, I'm going to cling to you like a ghost.
"I'll do the task, okay?" Wen Yao said listlessly.
[You shouldn't be pushing yourself like this. Didn't I tell you about the penalty for failing the mission?]
Damn, there's a punishment too? It's not going to be annihilation, is it? Wen Yao's lips trembled.
Upon hearing her idea, the system refuted it: "Of course not. We're a legitimate system, not heartless human traffickers."
If the mission fails, you will follow a predetermined path and die in poverty.
“But I have a lot of money now…” Even if Fu Jinzhi and the Wen family no longer support her, at least she still has a card with 10 million that she hasn’t touched.
Why do people die of poverty?
[Without the system's protection, under the halo of the world's consciousness, all your possessions will mysteriously disappear once they reach your hands; you won't be able to own a single penny.] The system voice from 8848 was mechanical and calm, yet it sent chills down Wen Yao's spine.
She can die, but she must never die poor!
The game character Wen Yao was controlling had long since died, and the screen was completely black, just like her current mood.
She exited the game and found Fu Jinzhi's WeChat to initiate a video call.
On the other side, Fu Jinzhi was having dinner with others at a restaurant when she received a video call request, and her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.
He went on a business trip after receiving the green hat that day.
During that time, Wen Yao never contacted him once, as if she were a widow.
They wouldn't visit a temple without a reason, so what tricks will they have up their sleeve this time?
He gave a formal smile and said politely to the two people in front of him, "You don't mind if I take this call, do you?"
The young man across from him, sporting a perm with small waves, nodded. "Please go ahead, Mr. Fu."
"Wen Yao..."
The moment the video call connected, Fu Jinzhi's pupils dilated in shock. Even though there was no one behind him, he reflexively hid his phone.
On the other end of the video call, Wen Yao was wearing a red silk nightgown with a very low V-neck, and the two thin shoulder straps hung loosely on her shoulders as if they might slip off at any moment.
The dress made her look like she was made of white jade, alluring yet innocent, stunningly beautiful—but no matter what, this outfit could not be seen by outsiders.
"Wait a minute." Fu Jinzhi was still worried, so he put his phone in his pocket and turned to walk outside.
All Wen Yao could see was complete darkness: ...
A few minutes later, Fu Jinzhi leaned against the wall to make sure no one could see his phone screen before continuing his video call with Wen Yao.
His ears turned slightly red. "Why are you dressed like this?"
"Then I should wear a cotton-padded coat?" Wen Yao's lips twitched.
Since she wasn't going out in her nightgown, she naturally went with whatever was comfortable. After discovering that the original owner's favorite silk slip dress was very comfortable, Wen Yao also became obsessed with it.
"Don't change the subject," Wen Yao said sternly, her cat-like eyes widening as she looked Fu Jinzhi up and down, afraid of missing the slightest clue. "It's so late, who are you having dinner with?"
"What, Mrs. Fu, are you here to check up on me?" Fu Jinzhi found it amusing, her eyes sparkling.
“That’s right, this is my right as your legal spouse,” Wen Yao said righteously.
"The young master of an entertainment company invited me to dinner several times, and I happened to be free, so I accepted."
"Just the two of you, no female companions?" Wen Yao didn't believe it. The system had already given a warning. Could it be that the female lead happened to run into them while working as a waitress at this restaurant?
This is such an old-fashioned romance novel!
“There is indeed another lady.” Fu Jinzhi tapped lightly on the wall behind him with his fingertips. “But she was brought by that young master.”
Would someone as carefree as Wen Yao really care about this? Who gave her this sense of crisis?
"Really? I don't believe you, let me see." Wen Yao stubbornly persisted in her unreasonable behavior.
Unexpectedly, Fu Jinzhi actually agreed. He returned to the dining table and said helplessly to the two people in front of him, "Madam is here to check up on me and insists on seeing who I'm having dinner with. Mr. Zhao and Miss An, could you do her a favor and let her take a look?"
An Rou Rou lowered her eyes to hide her emotions, and smiled stiffly, "I don't mind."
Young Master Zhao was curious, as he had never seen anyone in the industry check up on someone like this before.
He tidied himself up a bit, ready to see what kind of celestial being Fu Jinzhi's wife was, that the CEO Fu would spoil her like this.
According to normal social etiquette, Fu Jinzhi should have handed over her phone so that the three of them could greet each other via video call.
But Fu Jinzhi didn't turn his phone around at all. He simply pointed it at the two people opposite him and then pressed the video reversal button.
Young Master Zhao, who was being pointed at by a dark camera: Is Fu Jinzhi sick?
Seeing An Rourou through the camera lens with satisfaction, Wen Yao felt relieved. "Honey, you've worked hard. Eat well."
"Don't hang up the call, just put it on voicemail and leave it aside. I've missed you so much these past few days, I really want to fall asleep to your voice tonight~"
"Pretentious." Fu Jinzhi chuckled, then placed her phone on the table.
However, Young Master Zhao and An Rourou clearly saw that his phone still showed that he was on a call, but the video was turned off.
An Rourou: Damn bitch, you're like a persistent ghost!
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