Chapter 63 Can he resist a honey trap? The chance is zero.
"Grandpa Qiao, I have a way to transfer Fu Yanli's protagonist aura to you." The person who came was looking down, dressed in all black, wearing a baseball cap that covered most of his face. It could be vaguely seen that the person was very tall and slender, but Grandpa Qiao did not remember this person.
Moreover, the person deliberately lowered their voice.
Old Master Qiao let out a snort of sneer.
Someone who likes to act mysterious? In the end, he's just an arrogant fool who somehow found out about the script and is trying to find a way to break the deadlock.
"You?"
The person wasn't angry; they simply pulled down the brim of their hat, half their face still shrouded in darkness. "What if I told you that your experiences in your past life weren't part of a real script?"
Old Master Qiao narrowed his eyes instantly.
How could anyone know that I had a past life? How could anyone know that I have memories of a previous world?
So... this person isn't simply someone who wants to break the script?
"Are you under the script's jurisdiction?" Old Master Qiao hesitated for a moment, nervously rubbing his palms together, his cloudy eyes flashing with an ambiguous light.
“Smart,” the man snapped his fingers and said, “I’m not under the script’s jurisdiction.”
"Hehe," Old Master Qiao chuckled twice, narrowing his eyes, seemingly cheerful, but his words carried a chill, "You're not under the script's control, so you have no constraints. Why should I trust you?"
The man's dark eyes shone with a light as bright as stars, as if he was quite surprised that the person in front of him would ask such a question.
How could an NPC who only appears a few times in the script be so intelligent?
“We’ve never been equal,” he said, squinting his eyes and smiling.
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Master Qiao waved his hand, and a group of bodyguards surrounded him.
But he was still smiling. "I forgot to mention, you can't actually catch me at all."
The next second, he disappeared from the spot.
Grandpa Qiao clenched his fists, his cane leaning against the chair, but because he stood up too abruptly, it wobbled along with the chair and fell to the ground.
"Find out who he is." A tremendous joy welled up in Old Master Qiao's heart, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.
This person's words are really interesting.
Hopefully, it's what he thinks.
That person is best if they are a being superior to this world.
But what is this person's purpose?
He wouldn't do something like stealing the protagonist's spotlight.
Only a useless person like Fu Rongzhen needs this.
Fu Rongzhen accomplished nothing in her youth and, having achieved nothing, was eager to break ties with the younger generation as soon as she became an elder.
Such talents need the protagonist's halo.
He doesn't need it.
All he needs to do is for Fu Yanli to lose his protagonist aura.
Then, bring down the Fu family.
He remembered that a long time ago, he sincerely thought that Fu Yanli was an outstanding junior, so outstanding that he sometimes almost forgot the irreconcilable enmity between the Qiao family and the Fu family.
But the feud between the Fu family and the Qiao family dates back a long time.
Among the younger generation, very few people know the whole story.
"Why has the Qiao family been targeting the Fu family?" Su Anlan listlessly counted the contracts on her desk, looking utterly dejected.
“Auntie,” Ye Chuying blinked and started talking about the gossip she had overheard at the Ye family a few days ago, “It’s actually a secret, I’ll tell you in secret.”
Intrigued, Su Anlan immediately sat up straight and leaned closer to Ye Chuying, the gossipmonger, as if afraid she wouldn't hear him clearly.
"Because, before, Mr. Fu's younger brother liked Mr. Qiao's younger brother. In fact, the two were mutually in love. But at that time, Mr. Fu's younger brother was forced to marry someone else. Mr. Qiao's younger brother committed suicide after his marriage."
"Huh?" Su Anlan frowned. How could this be so melodramatic... Is it really true?
"So this matter was pinned on the Fu family?"
Ye Chuying frowned and spoke even more softly, "Auntie, don't talk nonsense. Actually, the Fu family is not innocent in this matter, because the Fu family's original intention was to have Old Master Fu's brother seduce Old Master Qiao's brother. This matter was just a rumor at the time, but it should be pretty much true."
Su Anlan, who had just heard the juicy gossip, opened her mouth but nodded, resting her chin on her hand and pressing it back. "No wonder Grandpa Qiao's eyes were so strange when he saw Fu Yanli and Xu Wenci that day..."
"Old Master Qiao originally had no feelings for his younger brother and continued to cooperate with the Fu family because he believed that the younger brother was just his half-brother. However, three years after his brother's death, he suddenly learned that his younger brother was actually his biological brother. It was his mother who had entrusted his brother to another woman. After that, he went mad."
Su Anlan: Uh...
"What about Old Master Fu's younger brother?"
Ye Chuying frowned even more deeply. "It should have been suicide... I don't remember. I heard my grandfather tell my mother about it a few days ago."
“By the way, Auntie,” Ye Chuying sensed something was off, “you said that the way Grandpa Qiao looked at my brother and his boyfriend that day was really strange. What was that look in his eyes when he looked at my brother…”
"There must have been sadness and excitement," Su Anlan thought earnestly, but she couldn't recall much.
Ye Chuying sniffed, her right eyelid twitching wildly, and she couldn't help but rub her eye.
That's it, her brother is in big trouble now.
What if Grandpa Qiao retaliates against her brother as she just described?
This thought made her instantly restless.
Okay, it might already be happening.
Could Xu Wenci be a spy sent by Grandpa Qiao to her brother's side?
Su Anlan: "What's wrong? Is something wrong with Grandpa Qiao?"
Ye Chuying: ...Her silly aunt.
She blinked and asked, "Auntie, do you think my brother can resist a handsome man's advances?"
Su Anlan: "The odds are zero."
Ye Chuying: ...Suddenly I feel there's no need to talk to her brother about my crush anymore.
Give it a hook and it'll bite.
No, you shouldn't jump ashore as soon as you see your crush.
hehe.
And now, the brother that Ye Chuying was silently criticizing is making a mountain out of a molehill because of his image.
"Sir, your hair..."
The bodyguard carefully chose his words, afraid of being scolded by the young master who was in a bad mood.
"I know." Fu Yanli covered his head with both hands, sitting in the back seat with a melancholy expression, wishing he could bury himself in it.
So annoying.
He had a bad haircut once before, and Xu Wenci took him back to the barbershop and bought him a new hat.
However, this time, Xu Wenci ignored him.
Waaaaah.
"Um, sir, if the boss sees you like this, he won't let you in..."
The bodyguard didn't dare to comment on the young master's hairstyle at all; if it weren't for the boss's orders, he wouldn't want to risk offending him.
"I'm not going." Fu Yanli said expressionlessly.
He's not going yet.
"Sir, Mr. Xu is over there. Xu Wenci is here as a special guest..."
"Wait, let me buy a hat first..."
[Oh well, it's already happened, I'll just look for the book by the author whose work was plagiarized first. [sigh]]
I remember there was a plot point involving an art exhibition [scratching head]
Ah! The person upstairs must be mistaken; it's not in this book...
[It's a plot from the book that was plagiarized [chin rub][chin rub][chin rub] I had read a little bit of it before, and took a screenshot. I found it a few days ago [frowning][frowning][frowning] but I don't remember any of the plot at all [sigh]]
Fu Yanli pursed his lips. Why was Gu Pei now allowing comments to appear? Could it be that he had temporarily gained the upper hand in his battle against the plagiarist?
However, this shouldn't be a problem for him to worry about.
This information must be particularly important, Gu Pei reminded him and Xu Wenci through the comments section.
He ended up buying a very ordinary baseball cap to barely cover his choppy hair, and entered the art exhibition hall through the back door.
Walking through the short corridor, the lights were a bit glaring. Fu Yanli squinted, adjusted his baseball cap, and wondered if Xu Wenci would beat him up if he saw him like this.
Xu Wenci was a special guest, so it must have been his mother's doing.
Was it because his mother discovered that Xu Wenci's calligraphy was exceptionally good?
It doesn't seem like it.
His mother didn't understand these things either.
In fact, Fu Yanli's knowledge that Xu Wenci liked to write calligraphy was purely accidental.
When he and Xu Wenci first started dating, Xu Wenci was unwilling to live in the villa with Fu Yanli because she felt that their love was strange and she was unwilling to accept the inexplicable care in this strange relationship.
So Fu Yanli would always pretend to be drunk, or pretend to be homeless, and squeeze into Xu Wenci's small rented room.
Large patches of plaster may flake off due to slamming a door shut; damp corners may harbor snails due to rainwater accumulation; and uneven cement roads may cause people to slip and fall because they are not paying attention.
Back then, even the stairs were built piece by piece with cement.
Because the height wasn't calculated correctly when building the top step, the top step is too high, requiring extra caution every time you go up or down the stairs.
At the time, Fu Yanli was so smug about getting the news that he could stay overnight that he didn't pay attention and tripped and fell flat on his face, turning his fake injury into a real one.
The small rented room has three small rooms.
A kitchen, a bedroom, and a room that is half cluttered with junk and half serves as a living room.
The first thing Fu Yanli thought when he saw Xu Wenci was that he was probably the most pretentious person in the world.
Despite living here, she manages everything about herself with impeccable order. Her suit cuffs are always neatly buttoned, and her tie is always more stylish than that of the CEO.
Even though they're not doing well, they pretend to be indifferent, as if they were pampered young masters born with a silver spoon in their mouths.
But……
Eating alone is really pitiful.
Sleeping alone is really pitiful.
It's pitiful to go shopping alone.
Moreover, living alone is also very pitiful.
Xu Wenci seemed completely unconcerned, continuing with his work as usual, as if Fu Yanli didn't exist in the house, but was just another piece of furniture that seemed to breathe.
Fu Yanli, who got what he wanted, was actually unhappy.
"What do you like to do?" Fu Yanli asked, his expression blank, but his words were like a peacock spreading its tail feathers.
It couldn't wait to swagger around with its tail so that Xu Wenci could see the appearance of every single feather.
"I like quiet," Xu Wenci warned.
Fu Yanli, who had been given the cold shoulder, still had his poker face, but he became more determined after the setback. "From today onwards, I will change my name to Anjing (Quiet)."
Xu Wenci frowned and remained silent.
"Quiet."
Fu Yanli straightened up, seemingly finally remembering that he was a domineering CEO, and nodded in satisfaction.
Xu Wenci called his name.
He turned his head and saw that Xu Wenci was holding a calligraphy copybook.
He didn't quite understand it and felt a little dizzy from reading it.
Why does Xu Wenci like these old men's pretentious affectations?
Although the process went a bit astray, Fu Yanli did manage to learn about Xu Wenci's interests.
"Let me give you a few calligraphy brushes."
I'll steal those treasured calligraphy brushes from Old Master Fu's side another day.
Anyway, it'll just gather dust if it's left there.
Xu Wenci didn't even bother to glance at Fu Yanli. "Don't speak."
Fu Yanli took Xu Wenci's tacit agreement.
Because he felt that Xu Wenci was simply too pitiful.
Because Xu Wenci was looking at calligraphy books alone.
Author's note: Fu Yanli's ideas are wrong.
It's not pitiful to do anything alone. Doing things alone is very free.
He was just being stubborn; he couldn't bring himself to say that he felt sorry for Xu Wenci, nor was he willing to bow down to Xu Wenci so quickly.
Actually, he wasn't worried about Xu Wenci always doing things alone; he was just worried that Xu Wenci didn't have any close friends, which made him seem pitiful.
Fu Yanli: He's so pitiful. Eating alone is pitiful, sleeping alone is pitiful. Shopping alone is pitiful.
Shola: If that's the case, sometimes everyone is so pitiful.
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