Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 14 I will inherit everything from my father, including you

Chapter 14 I will inherit everything from my father, including you (14)

"How is it?" Pei Yan's thin lips curled up slightly, his cold eyes dimmed, and he asked hoarsely, "Which one does Ci Ci like?"

After a pause, he said meaningfully, "Of course, if we only talk about the process, I prefer the first one..."

The temptation in the man's words was too obvious. Yu Ci looked at him, put her arms around his neck, and smiled charmingly: "You wish. Just to marry me, you need a lot of money."

Pei Yan leaned over and held her soft waist, chuckling: "Hmm? Fortunately, I have a lot of money."

The handsome and elegant man hugged the beautiful figure tightly in his arms, with a gentle look on his face that had never been seen before.

The tall and slender figure almost concealed all the coldness, but he still carefully wrapped the scarf around her shoulders tightly, as if he was afraid that she would be contaminated by the cold.

As the shadows overlapped, Feng Jiao fell silent.

She had been standing in this corner, she didn't know how long she had been standing there, let alone who she was waiting for.

Looking at the happy couple, Feng Jiao pursed her lips, turned around and wanted to leave, but she bumped into the vase shelf beside her. With a crisp sound, the vase broke into pieces.

The noise was not loud, but it was enough to attract the attention of both of them.

Feng Jiao faced the two men's gazes awkwardly, and squatted down hurriedly to clean up the debris that was flying everywhere.

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

The soft female voice trembled a little, as if she was extremely scared.

Yu Ci looked at the woman lying on the ground, trying to hide her embarrassed look with her loose hair, and a hint of surprise flashed in her light-colored eyes.

She knew Feng Jiao was there.

This is the only way to the elevator. Feng Jiao is waiting here just to wait for Sheng Mingshi.

It was about the plot, so she didn't care.

But I didn’t expect... Yu Ci looked at the figure indifferently.

After not seeing her for a few years, the once sunny and carefree girl now looked timid and depressed, and her once pretty face, even though she had been deliberately embellished with makeup, looked rough and weathered.

Especially the almond-shaped eyes that I had just met for a moment. The watery light was gone and they had become even darker.

She had lost a lot of weight, and the exquisite dress she wore seemed like it would fall away with a gust of wind.

"Don't take it."

Yu Ci said softly. She looked at the woman who was frozen in place, at a loss. After a while, she said lightly: "It's too cold here. Go upstairs and find an empty room to wait."

Why is there no one?

After Sheng Mingshi went abroad alone, Feng Jiao, who lost her protection, had long become a laughing stock among her classmates.

To this day, she probably doesn't dare to go upstairs to see those people's faces, so she can only wait for execution in the lobby on the first floor.

The clear voice beside her ear didn't even have any emotion, but it made Feng Jiao's eyes red.

She looked up at the beautiful woman, who seemed to be lovingly cared for from the tips of her hair to the soles of her feet. How could she possibly understand the sadness and pain she had gone through over the past few years?

Feng Jiao pursed her lips and continued to collect the leftovers stubbornly.

[Target Blackened Value +1:18]

Yu Ci frowned: "..."

"Let's go." Pei Yan, who was standing beside her, had an indifferent expression and a cold look in his half-covered eyes. He took her in his arms and walked across the obstacle towards the elevator without even wanting to glance at her.

It is rare to meet a heroine who is so stubborn and unwilling to give up. Yu Ci raised his eyelids lazily.

Never mind, she chose it herself.

Following Pei Yan into the elevator, they had no intention of taking a hot spring bath, so after expressing their wish, the waiter respectfully led them to the room on the top floor to rest.

Only when she lay in the soft quilt did Yu Ci slowly expand her spiritual consciousness. As expected, she found something good -

On the first floor, Feng Jiao was still silently picking up the scraps. The waiter beside her couldn't stand it anymore and advised her:

"Miss, you don't have to do the dirty work, just leave it to me."

Hearing this, Feng Jiao paused and looked at him with red eyes.

The waiter, who was confused by this look, choked and looked at the stubborn figure, not knowing where to start for a moment.

Just then, there was movement at the gate again.

"Mr. Sheng?"

There was another round of fawning voices from the group of rich second-generations who were waiting for opportunities to cooperate.

Feng Jiao's body trembled violently, and she was stiff for an unknown amount of time until the footsteps were getting closer. She looked up as if she had suddenly woken up, and met the pair of familiar yet unfamiliar eyes. After not seeing each other for a few years, the boy's unruly nature had disappeared, replaced by the steadiness and depth of a mature man.

That handsome face had lost its youthfulness, and when those eyes met hers, there was only distance in them.

Feng Jiao was stunned, tears welling up in her eyes:
"Ming Shi..."

"husband?"

A soft and questioning voice interrupted Feng Jiao's trembling words, and a beautiful woman slowly walked behind the man in a suit.

She was wearing an elegant white dress, and her bare hands were stroking her slightly bulging belly. Her lively eyes were gentle and kind, and her every frown and smile revealed the temperament of a lady from a noble family.

The woman naturally took the man's arm and smiled as she looked at the beautiful figure opposite her. She asked in confusion:

"Who is this?"

Hearing this, Sheng Mingshi, who had been silent for a long time, trembled his fingertips, his dark eyes showed no emotion, and after a while, he raised his hand to signal:
"My high school classmate, Feng Jiao."

As he spoke, he met those completely dull almond eyes again. Sheng Mingshi looked at them and spoke slowly:
"This is my fiancée..."

Feng Jiao could no longer hear what the man said.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

There was a buzzing sound in my ears, and my whole body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, rooted to the spot, without even the strength to stagger backwards.

My chest ached as never before, and the fragments in my hands were soaked in red, falling drop by drop.

In a trance, her eyes were misty and she met the woman's eyes again.

"Ah...I remember you."

"You are……"

Yuci didn't want to watch anymore.

The moment she withdrew her consciousness, a familiar system voice appeared:

【Ending 1: This feeling can be turned into a memory.】

[Judging the villain's status...]

[Target Blackening Value: 18——√]

[Strategy progress: 99.5%——√]

【Judgment: The strategy was successful.】

[Congratulations host~ You can continue to stay in this plane~]

The system's cheerful child's voice once again expressed joy. Yu Ci lay in the quilt with a faint expression on her face.

Pei Yan, who had just entered the bedroom, keenly sensed the woman's emotions. He took off his cold coat, leaned over slightly and held the woman in his arms.

"What's wrong."

Pei Yan lowered his eyes and stroked the woman's back in a gentle, hoarse voice, "You seem unhappy."

"Is it because of Feng Jiao?"

Hearing this, Yu Ci lowered her eyes and said, “No.”

Pei Yan raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Yu Ci's eyelashes fluttered, she covered her chest and sighed, "I thought the class reunion was so much fun, but it's nothing more than this."

"I want to go home."

Knowing that someone was trying to change the subject, Pei Yan pinched the soft flesh around the woman's waist and continued her conversation:

"it is good."

"I want to eat hot pot."

"it is good."

“And watch a movie.”