CH 38

Compared to her,

I truly look pathetic.

“I-I don’t feel wronged at all.”

She’s not Bai Qu, who would unconditionally be good to her. Bai Qu had said that in this world, besides him, no one’s kindness towards her was a given.

So, in the face of others’ goodwill, she should be grateful, but when it comes to malice, there’s no need to be too saddened.

“But your expression is clearly showing just how wronged you feel.”

With a light laugh, Fu Shu leaned forward and rested against the railing. She tilted her head slightly, revealing a small section of her fair and delicate collarbone. Unfortunately, the distance was too far for Youyou to see clearly. Before she could say anything, Fu Shu continued.

“Bai Youyou, I know you want to go back and continue with your so-called mission. But have you ever considered whether or not you’re using the right approach?”

Just like how Bai Qu was able to help someone complete their mission in such circumstances, Fu Shu also believed that she could make Ling Ya wholeheartedly love and adore Youyou, even in the face of obstacles, and ensure Youyou’s mission is completed.

Although she didn’t know if Bai Qu’s words were true or not, she was afraid of taking risks. She didn’t dare to gamble with this person’s life.

Her fingers, with distinct joints, slightly curved as she tapped on the railing. Fu Shu looked down at Youyou from her elevated position, her black eyes filled with affection.

“I…”

Youyou wanted to say that her return was not just for the mission, but before she could speak, Fu Shu interrupted her.

“You want to say that going back has nothing to do with the mission, and you simply want to see Ling Ya, to be by her side. Do you really like her?”

The smile at the corner of Fu Shu’s mouth deepened. She straightened her body, narrowing her dangerous eyes. Her cold voice carried a naked warning.

“You better think carefully before you speak, Youyou.”

For the mission and for Ling Ya, these were two completely different concepts that Fu Shu couldn’t tolerate. She couldn’t accept that this person had truly fallen for Ling Ya.

Youyou:…

Feeling scared, Youyou shrank her neck. Fu Shu found Youyou’s foolish appearance amusing. She crossed her arms and gave a chilly and clear admonition.

“Remember, I won’t let you go back for now. So, just settle down here and don’t make me angry, understand?”

Youyou:…

The big boss is really annoying, aaah!

Sniffling and crying, Youyou finished her breakfast. She realized that the big boss, true to her word, had restricted her movements to this house. Every time she tried to step out of the threshold, two door gods* would appear and stop her.

(*In Chinese culture, Door Gods, or “门神” (mén shén), are fierce-looking deities or guardian figures placed on doors of homes and important buildings to protect occupants from evil spirits and malevolent forces. They have their origins in Chinese folk religion and Taoism, representing a traditional belief in safeguarding households and inviting good fortune. In this case, it’s referring to human bodyguards guarding the door.)

Being a timid person to begin with, Youyou didn’t dare to force her way through or shout at the heavily built black-suited bodyguards. She would just attempt to go out once in a while, only to pitifully return to the sofa under the silent obstruction of the bodyguards.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa, there was a set of brand new painting tools, obviously prepared specifically to tempt her to open them.

‘Xixi, the big boss is so hateful.’

While complaining in her heart, Youyou couldn’t resist opening the toolbox. One by one, she took out the paper, pens, and easel, arranging them neatly.

She was truly weak-willed.

[…]

Host, it seems that your willpower is not strong, and you are easily tempted.

With the familiar feel of the brush in her hand, Youyou’s anxious heart finally settled down a lot. She decided to start by working on the two paintings for Ji Mo’s Grandpa. As for Ling Ya and the mission, she couldn’t do anything about them for now.

As she traced familiar lines on the paper, Youyou’s heart gradually calmed down during the process of painting, and her facial expression became more serene.

Every action and behavior of Youyou would be reported to Fu Shu one by one.

In Fu Shu’s office on the top floor of the Fu Mansion, she caressed Youyou’s face in the photo while contemplating what she should do next.

Love could also be obtained through scheming. Fu Shu understood this better than anyone.

Her and Youyou’s phones were placed in front of her, constantly flashing with notifications. Fu Shu thought for a moment, then picked up Youyou’s phone and started composing a message. The general idea of the message was something like, “Yiyiyi Ling Ya, I love you so much. Fu Shu is a big villain. She bullies me and tortures me, and she doesn’t allow me to call you. I miss you so much, Ling Ya. Sob sob.”

After editing and revising several times, the content of the message finally looked like it was written by Youyou. Fu Shu clicked the send button and then turned off the phone.

As for her own message, it was even simpler.

She just truthfully wrote about the things she had done before, such as instigating others to bully her, sabotaging Bai Youyou’s work, and most of their encounters being intentional, and so on. Finally, she added a sentence.

‘— I’m really sorry, Ling Ya. I initially did all these things because I was interested in you, but slowly, I was drawn to the pure and innocent Youyou. So now I have changed and devoted myself wholeheartedly to Youyou. Thank you, Ling Ya, for letting me meet Youyou and fulfilling me.’

A woman in an emotionally charged state lacks rationality. After sending the message, Fu Shu decisively turned off the phone. She didn’t care how many loopholes there were in her plan or how much pain Ling Ya would experience as a result.

Ling Ya’s response came shortly after.

[Mission target favorability +1, currently 96. Host, you’re amazing.]

The voice of the system snapped Youyou out of her focus on the drawing paper.

She tilted her head in confusion, not understanding how her favorability had increased again.

She had thought that as long as she treated the mission target sincerely, the target would increase their favorability towards her. But the current situation made Youyou begin to doubt if she really needed to put in so much effort for Ling Ya.

In the dim room, Ling Ya curled up in her blanket, continuously sobbing and letting out despairing low moans.

Youyou, her Youyou.

She felt so useless.

Fu Shu, that liar, had deceived her completely.

And what was even more despicable was that she had lost Youyou.

Youyou was now being bullied by Fu Shu, going through pain, thinking of her, and crying.

Youyou was crying.

Crying…

The favorability stopped at 98 and didn’t increase further.

For many consecutive days, Youyou was locked inside the villa by Fu Shu. She had no phone, no computer, and no way to communicate with the outside world.

Youyou didn’t know about Ling Ya’s condition. Every day, she spent her time either painting or daydreaming while chatting with Xixi. The smile on her face became smaller and smaller, like a wilting flower.

Seeing Youyou in such a state, Fu Shu naturally became more irritable.

During this period, she frequently asked Youyou if the mission had been completed, and every time Youyou shook her head, Fu Shu’s expression would turn unpleasant, almost menacing.

Youyou was afraid of Fu Shu.

Even though she was well-behaved and didn’t provoke her, she was still afraid.

So, whenever she saw Fu Shu’s terrifying expression, as if she wanted to devour someone, Youyou would become extremely nervous and speak with a stutter.

And seeing all this made Fu Shu’s expression even worse.

En, en, en, this is simply a vicious cycle.

One day, as Youyou just opened her eyes, she was startled by Fu Shu sitting at the edge of the bed. It took her a while to regain her voice.

“F-Fu, Fu Shu, why are you here?”

In fact, she rarely saw Fu Shu these days because she enjoyed sleeping in and would often stay in bed until late morning.

With a soft and sweet voice tinged with a hint of hoarseness, Fu Shu handed Youyou a glass of water from the bedside table, motioning for her to drink it slowly.

“I’m taking you to see Ling Ya.”

Placing the glass back in its original position, Fu Shu said with a fake smile.

“Aren’t you thrilled? You’ll finally be able to see your lover.”

Youyou:…

She felt it would be better for her not to speak.

When she saw Ling Ya again, Youyou suddenly widened her eyes.

In her memory, Ling Ya was incredibly beautiful and exquisite. Every move she made exuded charm. However, at this moment, the woman standing on the mountain appeared withered and exhausted, as if she had aged several years. It was truly shocking.

“Youyou.”

Ling Ya was happy to see Youyou.

She walked briskly towards Youyou, and a pale face revealed an unusual, sickly flush.

This time, they met on the mountain next to Fu Shu’s villa. Ling Ya had begged for a long time before Fu Shu agreed to let them be alone for ten minutes.

Ten minutes would be enough.

Trembling, Ling Ya held Youyou with all her strength, tears streaming down her face like glistening, scorching beads, flowing rapidly from her eyes.

This was her girl, her Youyou.

“Youyou, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please forgive me…”

She kept repeating these two sentences, and as Youyou blinked, she was about to ask Ling Ya what was wrong when an intense pain suddenly struck her chest.

“Youyou, forgive me, I don’t want to be separated from you, I’m sorry…”

“I’m sorry, it’s my fault, I will accompany you, Youyou, I’m sorry…”

“Be good, the pain will go away soon, I’ll stay with you, I’ll stay with you…”

“Youyou, I love you…”

…

The excruciating pain tore through Youyou’s heart, leaving her hollow and empty. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. She could only silently gaze at Ling Ya, whose face was filled with sorrow and despair, her eyes gradually losing their brightness.

[Favorability +2, mission completed, Host, are you okay?!]

“I…”

The pain was so intense that it made her wish for death.

Everything spun around, and the light in Youyou’s eyes was extinguished completely.

Blood stained their clothes and the ground beneath them. Ling Ya touched Youyou’s face, still warm, but she couldn’t support herself any longer and collapsed to the ground, holding onto Youyou. “Youyou, Youyou, Youyou…”

By the time Fu Shu noticed, it was too late.

She looked at Youyou lying in a pool of blood, and suddenly, a strong, tearing pain surged through her soul. In just a few seconds, she fell to the ground, silent and lifeless.

…

“Things are looking bad.”

As soon as he regained consciousness, Su Ling knew he was going to die.

His beloved’s little sister, who was loved most by his husband/partner, not only endured mistreatment right in front of him but was also ultimately stabbed to death?!

Grimacing, he got out of bed and entered the pink room, gazing at his lover, who was surrounded by a dark aura, and felt even more hopeless.

“Just now, the Little White Lotus Heroine System completed another task.”

The voice was filled with gritted teeth as Bai Qu asked Su Ling, “Should I beat her up when she wakes up?”

You’re just reluctant to hit her, aren’t you? You always end up hitting me. Although Su Ling silently complained in his heart, he dared not say a word. He gritted his teeth and proceeded to recount his encounter with Youyou and everything he knew.

However, in the end, Su Ling managed to save himself.

“I’ve also lost my memory this time, so you can’t hit me.”

Bai Qu:…

“Two women, one who bullied Youyou and the other who killed her. And you, you were completely useless. Well, isn’t that great?”

Staring at Su Ling with a chilling gaze, Bai Qu flexed their fingers, his tone menacing.

“Tell me, how do you want to die?”

Su Ling:…

He doesn’t want to die; he wants kisses, hugs, and to be lifted high.

And, that’s a wrap for this arc. How’d you like it?

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