He transmigrated into the body of the school heartthrob's spoiled ex-girlfriend, and he insiste

Late at night, City A.

The black Phaeton sped along the ring road like a raging beast.

The speedometer needle had already spiked to red.

In the driver's seat, Jiang Ci gripped the steering wheel tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging menacingly.

His mind was filled with the scene from the banquet hall.

That glaring splash of red, that resolute "I'm fed up."

And then there was the ruby ​​necklace she had personally thrown into the champagne tower.

"It's a lie..."

"It's all a lie..."

He floored the accelerator while frantically trying to find reasons for himself in his mind.

If it was for money, why didn't she leave him when he was at his poorest?

If it was to climb the social ladder, why leave tonight when he has secured funding and his net worth has increased significantly?

It must have been Zhou Xu who forced her.

definitely is.

With this almost obsessive sense of luck, he rushed into the apartment's basement.

Even ignoring the car that wasn't parked properly, she stumbled and rushed into the elevator.

28th floor.

"drop--"

The fingerprint lock was unlocked.

Push open the door.

He was met with boundless darkness and deathly silence.

There are no lights.

No sound.

The air still carried a faint, sweet scent of her usual shower gel, but it was filled with a desolate feeling of emptiness.

"Ningning?"

Jiang Ci called out.

The sound echoed in the empty living room.

No one responded.

He turned on the light with trembling hands.

I rushed into the bedroom and then into the walk-in closet.

The only things missing were her old suitcase and a few of the old clothes she wore when she first arrived.

Jiang Ci's heart clenched suddenly.

A tremendous panic gripped his throat.

He turned around mechanically.

His gaze fell on the bedside table.

There.

A pile of things was neatly stacked.

A jade bracelet in emerald green, a thick red envelope, and a black bank card.

And at the very top.

There was a red velvet box on it.

Jiang Ci's pupils suddenly contracted.

This box...

He walked over quickly, as if he had been burned.

She reached out, her fingertips trembling as she picked up the box.

His breathing almost stopped.

"Clatter".

The box is opened.

A slender platinum chain, adorned with a sparkling ruby, lay quietly in the black velvet.

Under the lights, it shimmered with a bewitching yet familiar glow.

Jiang Ci froze on the spot.

Necklace?

How did it get here?

He had witnessed her throwing it into the champagne tower right there in the banquet hall, in full view of everyone.

He heard the sound of glass breaking with his own ears.

He watched with his own eyes as the red stain sank to the bottom of the glass.

But now.

It appeared here intact.

Jiang Ci took out the necklace with trembling hands.

He turned the pendant over.

On the back of the ruby ​​is engraved a small initial "J&W".

That was something he had specially engraved later.

unique.

This is real.

This is the real one.

"It really is here..."

Jiang Ci's voice trembled, and her eyes instantly turned red.

An overwhelming ecstasy, like a tsunami, instantly engulfed his heart.

Since we're really here.

That means... the one that was thrown away in the banquet hall was fake!

It's a fake!

She did not throw away their token of love.

She didn't throw away his true feelings.

She couldn't bear to part with him!

"I knew it..."

Jiang Ci gripped the necklace tightly and pressed it against his chest.

She was both crying and laughing.

"I knew you were lying to me..."

"Ningning, you still care about me, right?"

"You were forced into it; you wore the fake necklace to put on an act for Zhou Xu, didn't you?"

She wouldn't even actually fall while acting.

She kept the real one and placed it in the most conspicuous place. Was she hinting at him?

Does this imply that all of this is fake?

Is she implying that he should come to see her?

The flame of hope reignited in his heart, burning ever brighter.

He even wanted to turn around and rush out to find her immediately.

Go tell her that he understood her hint and that he's taking her home!

however.

The moment he turned around.

His gaze swept over the sticky note at the very bottom.

Password: 0618

And that neatly arranged black card.

And the table full of valuables arranged so neatly they looked like "relics."

Jiang Ci's steps faltered once again.

That fire that had just been lit.

Suddenly, they encountered an iceberg.

wrong.

The logic is flawed.

If she was forced into it at the last minute, if she was in a hurry and just wanted to leave him with a memento.

Where would she find the time to prepare an identical fake necklace?

That's a high-end custom design, not the kind of glass beads you can find at roadside stalls.

unless……

Unless she had already prepared for it.

She had planned everything for tonight several days, or even longer.

She prepared a fake necklace as a prop.

She wrote down the password on the slip of paper.

She tidied up everything.

This is a...

A meticulously planned and flawless farewell performance.

Jiang Ci looked at the real necklace in his hand.

The ecstasy of regaining what was lost gradually cooled, eventually turning into a chilling coldness.

She left behind the real necklace.

It's not because I can't bear to part with it.

It wasn't because of any hint.

Rather, it's because...

Once you've used up the "tools," you can throw them away.

She wouldn't even bother taking it with her.

"Oh……"

Jiang Ci lowered his head and looked at the ruby.

A broken, bloody sound escaped from his throat.

"So that's how it is..."

"Wen Ning, so that's how it is..."

He didn't believe she didn't love him because he felt she truly did.

But now he understands.

She was genuinely "playing around".

It's like playing an immersive dating game.

She was fully engaged, she was deeply affectionate, and she even meticulously prepared counterfeit props for the game experience (the climax of the banquet).

She designed every detail perfectly.

To make the "breakup drama" even more spectacular, she even went so far as to have a fake necklace custom-made to throw at him.

What a dedicated "player"!

And now.

The game is complete.

She's tired of it.

So she returned the real necklace to him and the money to him.

It's like saying:

"Game over, items returned. No debts owed."

What he considered a deeply unforgettable love was, in her eyes, nothing more than a game of "playing house" to pass the time, something she could easily walk away from at any time.

She treated his sincerity as a plaything in a script.

"Ha ha……"

Jiang Ci suddenly burst out laughing.

I laughed so hard that tears streamed down my face.

He was clutching the real necklace in his hand.

With a sharp fingertip, the ridge pierced the palm.

Blood seeped out, staining the ruby ​​red.

"You win."

"Wen Ning, you really won."

"You not only deceived my feelings."

"You've completely fooled me, even my intelligence and my self-esteem."

He swept the necklace, along with the black card, violently to the ground.

"Splash—"

Things were scattered all over the ground.

Jiang Ci slumped onto the carpet, leaning against the edge of the bed.

He looked at the mess on the ground.

The light in his eyes was completely extinguished.

Since you're just playing around...

Since you treat all of this as a game.

Well.

I will let you know.

Provoking a madman comes at a price.