Chapter 116 You're right, but I won't listen to you.
"Then you two should be sent to the research institute together," a male onlooker murmured involuntarily.
Upon hearing his words, the crowd nodded repeatedly in a daze.
An Ruoruo is a human punching bag, while Wen Yao is a human weapon. What does An Ruoruo have to compare with Wen Yao?
Lu Yile is the boxing champion of S City, and Wen Yao is the king of the boxing world of S City.
She carved out her own territory with every punch and palm strike; she truly is a best friend!
4399: [Something's not right with Wen Yao.]
4399's words pulled An Ruoruo out of her daze, and she almost screamed in despair:
"Do you even need to tell me? Would a normal person have that kind of strength? Anyone with eyes can see something's wrong with her!"
4399 paused briefly, then said speechlessly, "[I suspect she possesses a high-level system.]"
4399: [To compensate for the lack of experience, the host's physique will be strengthened during the first mission of a high-level system. This can be considered as compensation from headquarters for the guinea pig host.]
An Ruoruo's pupils contracted sharply. She had always thought of herself as a unique chosen one, but she never expected to run into other mission participants. No wonder the plot had changed so drastically...
A high-level system? Why is Wen Yao so lucky?
Jealousy gnawed at An Ruoruo's heart like a million ants, and her lips were accidentally bitten, drawing a trickle of blood.
Driven by emotions, she becomes like a wild beast, leading her to act irrationally.
An Ruoruo stepped forward, struggling to maintain the helplessness and grievance in her voice, but her eyes betrayed an unconcealable jealousy.
An Ruoruo: "I really want to thank Miss Wen for not using her full strength when she hit me."
When Zhao Xinting came to her senses, she rushed up to Wen Yao and shouted, "This only proves that you didn't use your full strength when you hit Ruoruo, and it doesn't absolve you of your guilt!"
Wen Yao glanced at Zhao Xinting indifferently, and Zhao Xinting was immediately terrified. She took two steps back in fear, afraid of ending up like the mahogany table.
“It’s alright,” Wen Yao said, looking at Zhao Xinting with a half-smile. “I have other evidence.”
An Ruoruo and Zhao Xinting: "!!!"
Zhao Xinting looked at An Ruoruo but received no response, so she could only comfort herself in her heart.
No, there was no one around just now, and the surveillance cameras were destroyed. What evidence could Wen Yao possibly have?
Besides, if Wen Yao had evidence, why didn't she produce it sooner? She must just be spreading alarmist rumors!
Wen Yao slowly took out her phone and held it up to show everyone.
The phone screen displayed a recording interface, with a recording time of 40 minutes, indicating that the recording had started before entering the terrace.
Wen Yao's fair fingers tapped on the phone, stopping the recording and turning up the music.
Having done all this, she put her index finger to her lips: "Shh, it's showtime~"
"Let's all enjoy this honey trap show together."
The air on and around the terrace seemed to freeze; no one spoke, and everyone even held their breath.
"You don't understand Jinzhi."
"He will always wait for me."
"I've already given you a chance, but you didn't appreciate it!"
The security camera accidentally broke down!
...
An Ruoruo's "charm moment" was fully revealed to everyone.
Everyone gaped, their incredulous gazes sweeping over An Ruoruo and Zhao Xinting.
What a ridiculous thief crying "stop thief!"
An Ruoruo... Does amnesia have such a big impact on a person? How did she become so unrecognizable?
They would never have imagined that the elegant and approachable An Ruoruo would do something so low.
Zhao Xinting couldn't hold back any longer; extreme anger overwhelmed her fear of Wen Yao.
Zhao Xinting screamed, "You clearly have evidence, but you're pretending to be powerless to resist! You're doing this on purpose!"
Wen Yao grinned, "You've rehearsed for so long, wouldn't it be a waste not to let you perform?"
Zhao Xinting's face flushed red, her eyes filled with hatred: "Why is there such a scheming woman as you?"
"You recorded a normal chat beforehand."
"They're pretending they have no evidence, framing us, and forcing me to this point!"
Wen Yao was amused; this tactic of turning the tables was so practiced.
To portray a premeditated frame-up as a normal chat, and to blame the other party for being wary when their attempt to frame them failed.
All I can say is that Zhao Xinting is a giant baby, blaming everything and everyone else, while she herself is the only innocent one.
There's absolutely no need to discuss the matter at hand with her; you know, some people just don't understand human language.
Wen Yao clapped her hands: "You're right. I should just stand there like a dumb goose and let you frame me. Ah, it's such a stupid scheme that even elementary school students would laugh at."
Zhao Xinting's lips twitched with anger, as if she wanted to refute something.
Wen Yao slightly raised her chin, her smile bright: "You're right about everything, but I won't listen to you."
"Are you an orphan? Am I your long-lost mother? Why do I spoil you like this?"
"Even if you don't have a mirror, you still need to pee, right? Take a good look at yourself and see what kind of person you are."
Zhao Xinting had never heard such vulgar and blatant sarcasm before. In her circle, the most common things were sarcastic and mean-spirited remarks.
Even when it comes to personal attacks, one should still retain some dignity.
She was so provoked by Wen Yao that she trembled all over, her breathing became labored, and she couldn't utter a single word.
She was on the verge of fainting from the shock, but someone else fainted even earlier, blocking her escape route.
Seeing that even a sophistry contestant like Zhao Xinting, with her novel ideas, was rendered speechless by Wen Yao.
An Ruoruo broke out in a cold sweat. Today had already been a failure enough; she absolutely could not allow Wen Yao to stand above her and mock her any longer.
With a quick glance, she collapsed to the ground with a thud, choosing a rather poignant pose.
In a state of utter confusion, Madam An finally came to her senses and quickly knelt down to pick up An Ruoruo:
"Call for emergency help! Ruoruo has fainted!"
Wen Yao curled her lip and couldn't help but complain to 8848: "What's going on? Why do the female lead and the white moonlight both like to play this game?"
8848 giggled: [Old-fashioned stories always use the same old tricks: faking pregnancy, faking fainting, faking injury, and then using some clumsy methods to sow discord.]
8848: [The host has leveled up, taking on the female lead's role and becoming the "innocent flower" who's always being framed.]
8848: [What a pity, the host is a man-eating flower.]
Wen Yao's eyes crinkled into a smile. She had only read old novels, and later she had to repay student loans, and then her so-called friend stole her ID and caused her to incur huge debts...
Busy paying off debts, I had no time to read trendy novels.
Wen Yao sighed softly: "This is probably thanks to the fact that I am a time traveler, so I don't fall for the brain-dead aura in the book."
The basic formula of old-fashioned sadomasochistic novels can be summarized as follows: an idiot demotes everyone else's intelligence, and then, through his rich experience of being an idiot for many years, defeats his newly-demoted opponent.
Take, for example, the scheming female supporting character from the early days. Was she particularly clever? Not really, but the domineering CEO would still be completely fooled by her, and she would abuse the female lead physically and emotionally, even causing her to have a kidney removed and miscarry.
The female protagonist is also intellectually challenged, desperately trying to prove herself in a field planned by others, and being led by others.
It would be strange if they didn't get abused.
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