CH 25

[Can you stop saying this like it’s the truth, host?]

With a small cat face completely drooping, Xixi grasped her furry paws and began to list her host’s merits one by one.

【The host is beautiful, kind, compassionate, talented in drawing, treats people with great courtesy, and is not fake. You are definitely not a useless person. And there’s another advantage you have, which is that you really don’t need to pretend to be knowledgeable. You see, some hosts in the past were punished severely by the main system because their character setting collapsed.】

The more she spoke, the more confident Xixi became. Her cat pupils flickered, shining brightly.

“Character setting collapsed? What does that mean?”

【Host, since I’m a system for white-lotus female leads, the host naturally needs to fit the character setting of a white-lotus female lead, right?】

【Some previous hosts were punished because their disguise wasn’t convincing enough.】

“Ah?”

【Host, this is normal. There are thousands of systems under the main system, each with different types. And every system holder naturally has to change/disguise their personality according to the system’s attributes in order to complete their missions.】

【Otherwise, the main system will give them severe punishment.】

Youyou: ….

【In short, the personality displayed by system holders in the mission world can sometimes differ greatly from their own character.】

【So, in the future, don’t let them deceive you when you encounter them.】

With her eyes blankly staring ahead, for Youyou, who had no memory of previous missions, Xixi’s words seemed very distant.

She blinked her eyes, preparing to take a shower and go to bed. As for how to pursue Lingya, the target for conquest, Youyou thought it would be better to see her in person before deciding anything.

In her memory, the original host and Ling Ya had spent very little time together and had little communication. If it weren’t for the fact that the original host stayed up late every night waiting for Ling Ya, their paths might never have crossed again. After all, their biological clocks were completely out of sync. Ling Ya would leave early and return late, and they would only sleep together.

The lavender bed sheets and duvet cover, while not as pleasing to Youyou as pink, still brought a sense of warmth to her mood. Sweetly bidding the system goodnight, Youyou closed her eyes. Her small hand obediently held onto the corner of the blanket, and she no longer spoke or moved around.

At nine or ten o’clock in the evening, the city lights were colorful and enchanting, adding a touch of dreaminess to the night. Although there were few stars in the sky, making it dim and hazy, overall, it had its own unique charm.

Dressed in different clothes, Ling Ya came out of the company. When she saw the extended black car at the entrance, a hint of joy appeared on her face. The breeze happened to blow, causing Ling Ya’s scarlet dress to flutter, accentuating the layers of ripples like a sea of flowers, making Ling Ya even more enchanting.

She was born to thrive in the entertainment industry.

This was the general evaluation of Ling Ya by Fu Shu and others.

Tucking her skirt and running to the car, Ling Ya knocked on the window and then opened the door to get in.

“Fu Shu, thank you for picking me up.”

Ling Ya thanked the woman sitting in the back seat as well. Seeing the pile of documents on Fu Shu’s lap, she felt a sense of guilt.

“I’m really troubling you.”

She knew this person was usually very busy, after all…

Her status was extremely noble.

“It’s not a problem.”

Signaling the driver to start the car, Fu Shu neatly put the documents aside. Her clean and elegant profile appeared even more noble in the soft halo of light.

Honestly, Fu Shu also possessed a naturally beautiful face that could rival Ling Ya’s. However, her imposing and domineering aura made it rare for anyone to be able to meet her gaze when she had her full presence.

On ordinary days, a faintly mocking and disdainful smile always lingered at the corner of Fu Shu’s mouth. Her expression was unfathomable, as if she resided in the clouds, viewing all living beings as insignificant and beneath her. She seemed to stand apart from everyone else, as if she existed in her own world. Despite being in the mortal realm, she remained detached from the mundane. And yet, this immensely powerful woman was inexplicably attentive, caring, and considerate towards her.

Ling Ya covered her slightly uneasy heart with her hand. Her gaze unconsciously fell on Fu Shu once again. Fu Shu was dressed in an exquisite black suit with a cluster of diamonds pinned to her chest. Her meticulously groomed hair revealed a smooth and radiant forehead. Below that, her delicate and stylish features exuded an even greater charm and elegance due to her gentle expression and demeanor.

Feeling flustered, Ling Ya averted her gaze and rolled down the car window, looking at the bustling traffic outside. Suddenly, she spotted a supermarket and spoke to Fu Shu.

“Can we stop the car? I want to go to the supermarket to buy something.”

After holding in her frustration for a while, Ling Ya had finally come to terms with the situation. After all, she had long known that Youyou would forever remain a child who could never learn to take care of herself, right?

Following Fu Shu’s instructions, the driver pulled over by the roadside. Ling Ya thanked Fu Shu and got out of the car, heading straight to the supermarket. When she returned, her hands were filled with two large bags.

Observing this scene, Fu Shu raised an eyebrow discreetly. She glanced at the somewhat reserved and embarrassed girl, then gestured for the driver to continue driving.

The combined aroma of various vegetables and meats gradually filled the car. When Ling Ya realized this, her face instantly turned crimson with embarrassment and regret. She wished she could disappear into the ground.

“It’s okay,” Fu Shu said with a faint smile, finding the situation amusing. “Besides, this car needs a wash anyway.”

Ling Ya:…

Ah, she felt even more embarrassed. What should she do?

“Are these things you bought for your little girlfriend? You’re really good to her.”

Fu Shu’s gaze darkened imperceptibly as she lowered her voice, but it still carried a convincing tone.

“However, you should be more cautious in your actions. The entertainment industry, especially for female celebrities, is extremely demanding. Sometimes, even the slightest hint of controversy can ruin a star’s image.”

“In today’s society, although there is great acceptance of same-sex relationships, it is not encouraged for celebrities who are in the spotlight. Just think about it, how many openly gay stars or actors are still actively working in the industry?”

Fu Shu calmly applied eye drops without a change in expression, perfectly embodying the role of a noble person—aloof, cold, and indifferent.

“So, if you truly care about your girlfriend, don’t be too obvious about it in public, at least not until you have established yourself.”

Ling Ya:…

“Thank you for your reminder,” Ling Ya replied, her face turning pale as she felt a sense of regret.

She had originally thought that once she became a celebrity, she could proudly display Youyou in public and give her a good life. But now it seemed that she had been too careless.

Ling Ya nodded lightly, expressing her gratitude to Fu Shu.

In a gentle tone, Fu Shu further inquired about Ling Ya’s training and interactions with colleagues at the company, patiently answering her questions.

When they arrived at their destination and Ling Ya got out of the car, Fu Shu revealed her true demeanor.

With a hint of disdain, she instructed the driver to roll down all the windows. Fu Shu narrowed her eyes slightly, transforming her previously composed face into a lazy and indifferent expression.

“Ling Ya, Bai Youyou,” she murmured the names of the two female leads hoarsely.

A smile that exuded complete control appeared on Fu Shu’s face.

Fu Shu was indeed very interested in one of the female leads in this world, Ling Ya. However, this level of interest couldn’t be equated to liking or love at the moment.

After all, Fu Shu had seen all kinds of beauties in her life, and Ling Ya, who had yet to fully spread her wings, was still too immature in her eyes.

And even if she did like her?

It would only be for the later stages of the plot, when Ling Ya became a powerful and successful actress.

In the present, Ling Ya was merely marked by Fu Shu and placed under her protection, making it clear that no one else should covet her.

Fu Shu wanted to personally help Ling Ya grow and become the person she liked the most. Then, at the appropriate time, she would taste the delicious fruit she had diligently cultivated.

“Make the lights brighter behind me,” Fu Shu instructed.

She picked up the materials her subordinate had sent and looked at the text on the paper, exclaiming with surprise, “Selling paintings in the square?”

A genius painter who was hailed as a once-in-a-century talent in the plot was now reduced to selling paintings on the streets. How amusingly unfortunate.

Should she add more difficulties for the female lead?

Fu Shu rested her chin on her hand, contemplating.

—Fu Shu had a strong aversion to this pure, innocent white lotus female lead. If it weren’t for the fact that she didn’t want Ling Ya to develop any alienation towards her because of the white lotus, Fu Shu would have killed, eliminated, or tortured her long ago.

All white lotuses in the world deserved to die. They were all hypocritical and deceitful.

The black car swiftly disappeared at the corner of the road.

On the other side, as Ling Ya entered the house and saw nothing but darkness, her heart tightened: Youyou.

Lately, he had been sitting on the sofa waiting for her, but now…

In a panic, she turned on the lights. When she saw the clean and tidy yet strangely empty living room, Ling Ya’s pupils contracted, and even she didn’t realize that her body was trembling slightly.

Dropping everything, she hurried to the bedroom. Ling Ya’s breathing became rapid, and her steps felt unsteady.

Without even turning on the lights, she dove straight onto the bed. As her hands touched Youyou, Ling Ya was first startled, but then she increased the strength in her grip.

“Uh?”

Youyou winced in pain as she woke up, her consciousness blurry. “What… what are you doing?”

Her voice was soft and sweet, like cotton candy.

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