She's a shrewd and sweet woman who transmigrated into a book.

Chapter 174 What is he?
Leng Yunting patiently analyzed when he realized something was wrong; he always remembered things about her clearly.

He could easily recall every little detail of Liu Jingyi's affairs.

Leng Yunting said,

Was it that time?

Liu Jingyi kept her head down, not looking at him at all, and asked in a low voice,

"Which time?"

"It was the time you forced yourself on me after I came back from a mission."

Leng Yunting was intelligent, but he was only perceptive and never showed it to her.

He had always been gentle with her, so much so that Liu Jingyi had long since lowered her guard and forgotten that the person in front of her was not so easy to fool.

She always thought she had hidden it well, and that he wouldn't notice the change in her.

Liu Jingyi had no way to deny it; things had already come to this, and she had nothing to deny.

She nodded gently. "Mm."

Leng Yunting spoke calmly.

“When I came back from that mission, you kissed and hugged me, and even said you would give me an identity.”

"You're like a completely different person now; you no longer avoid me like the plague."

"When I woke up the next day, you acted like you cared about me a lot and loved me a lot."

"So, you knew something back then? Did you?"

Every word Leng Yunting said in his analysis was correct.

Liu Jingyi had no way to refute it, nor was she able to argue.

At this moment, she felt as if all her strength had been drained, since everything he had guessed was correct.

Leng Yunting didn't mind her silence. Looking at her face, he couldn't bring himself to be as aggressive as if he were interrogating a criminal.

He simply said it calmly.

"So why did you change so much back then? What happened that I don't know about?"

Liu Jingyi was completely exhausted, and her body slowly slid down to sit on the ground.

She had stopped crying, and she said calmly,
"I am not the original Liu Jingyi."

These words, spoken with the weight of a thunderbolt, seemed to carry immense weight.

Her tears started falling uncontrollably again.

With red-rimmed eyes and her head tilted back, she said,
“I am not her; I come from China fifty years in the future.”

At this moment, Leng Yunting acted as a listener, not interrupting her, and quietly listened to her finish speaking.

The man squatted down, his gaze level with hers, and slowly lifted her up from the ground.

Leng Yunting carried her to the sofa. Her limbs were still weak and she couldn't sit up. She leaned against him.

Liu Jingyi's body was still trembling slightly.

Leng Yunting thought she was cold, so he took a blanket from the side and covered her with it.

"and then?"

"This is just a world within a book."

The book was too long, and she only knew the general outline; she had no idea what happened next.

She only remembered some of the earlier parts of the story.

"This is a novel, and you are the male protagonist. The original Liu Jingyi will die early because she is a wicked ex-wife who is greedy for vanity and courts death. She is the kind of person who will not make you feel sorry for her even after she dies."

"And I just accidentally ended up here."

"The day I transmigrated, I was betrayed by my boyfriend. I drank too much and wanted to have some fun. As for you, I also thought you were just a friend finding some fun for me."

"When I woke up the next day, I realized that I had transmigrated into this book and unexpectedly become Liu Jingyi, who is also your wife."

At this point, Leng Yunting had basically guessed everything.

He was remarkably calm, and even took a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

"So you only said you didn't want to divorce me and that you liked me because you were afraid of dying and didn't want to repeat the fate of Liu Jingyi in the book."

Liu Jingyi was a little out of breath from the questions; Leng Yunting's questions were very clear.

He didn't care whether she was still the same Liu Jingyi; what he cared about was her deliberate actions.

She actually wanted to say no with conviction, but that was indeed the truth. She had no way to defend herself.

Her sudden change of heart was precisely for this purpose.

Leng Yunting waited for a long time, but all he got in return was her silence.

Sometimes, silence is an answer, a tacit agreement.

He was very determined to know the answer.

"Is that so, Yiyi?"

Liu Jingyi took a deep breath and said softly, "Yes."

After a long pause, he nodded and said, "Yes, I understand."

He really did know.

The truth is always so hurtful.

Although he didn't really know what Liu Jingyi was like before, and he didn't care if she was the same person or not, he only liked this changed Liu Jingyi.

He gradually succumbed to her charms.

But at that time, her eyes were filled with him.

She would tell him she liked him over and over again, run towards him, wrap her arms around his neck, and whisper in his ear.

Honey, I miss you so much.

Honey, I love you so much.

Husband, I can't live without you.

Honey, I'll make sure we live a good life together. Let's not get a divorce, okay?

All those things she said, it turns out—

It turns out it was all fake; she was just acting.

All she wanted was to change her fate of dying young.

Her feelings for him were all fake, and her love for him was also fake.

It was all just acting from beginning to end.

He willingly stepped into the beautiful dream she had woven, and he gradually became deeply immersed in it and succumbed to its allure.

Even now, he is still making excuses for her in his heart.

it's OK.

He also fell in love with her later on.

Was there ever a moment later when she genuinely liked him?

He told himself this, but he could still clearly see that repulsive version of himself reflected in Liu Jingyi's eyes.

How can it be unrelated?

"I don't know how much time has passed," Leng Yunting asked softly.

"Yiyi, what about me? What am I to you?"

She's just a character in a book, an NPC who needs to be won over.

It was simply a choice made after knowing the story in advance and weighing the pros and cons.

Liu Jingyi was stunned by the question. What was it?
At first, she did only want to use Leng Yunting to change the tragic fate of the original character in the book.

But later, she wasn't entirely using him.

Human hearts are made of flesh, especially since this man resided in her heart.

Although she was more selfish than people of this era, her heart seemed to be darker than others.

But how could she not be moved in the slightest by his meticulous care for her?

She wasn't that heartless.

She knew in her heart whether Leng Yunting loved her or not, and how he truly treated her.

In fact, she vaguely knew that Leng Yunting loved her.

She wasn't that stupid.

She didn't even know who the man in front of her loved.