After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus.

Chapter 125 The First Time of the Six Equal Division

"The typhoon has been blown away."

Li Yinuo stopped writing, her thoughts pulled back from her memories, and looked at the clouds being tossed about by the lingering wind.

"Yeah?"

Ye Zhi had just brought over the clothes rack, intending to collect the clothes.

"Why is this typhoon so strange? I just filled a bucket with water, and look—oh, it's gone to Japan."

This period was a crucial time for Li Yinuo to prepare her new book, so they simply stayed at the club.

"Typhoons are becoming more and more common these days," Ye Zhi said, sticking her little bottom out on the sofa.

"Everything has a cause and effect." Li Yinuo picked up her pen again. "It seems that people have an increasing impact on the environment, but in fact, the changes in natural disasters are also increasing day by day. You can see typhoons as a kind of warning from heaven."

"It's true that the environment can affect the weather, but isn't it a bit strange to think about fate?" Ye Zhi asked.

"A butterfly flapping its wings in a rainforest may create a small gust of air, but it can eventually turn into a devastating storm."

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"Isn't this the butterfly effect?" the bespectacled girl muttered.

"This is the will of Heaven, the sum of all causes, relationships, and thoughts. It has no physical form, but it represents a law."

Li Yinuo explained, "Heaven and Earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs. This is because Heaven's will is a dictator created by hundreds of millions of consciousnesses; it only cares about the continuation of all races, inevitably ignoring the emotions of individual cases and eliminating those imbalances."

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"Humans cannot live past a hundred years in the mortal world, and demons cannot see all of humanity in a hundred years. Love between humans and demons is bound to be a tragedy; this is the rule of fate."

"Huh? That's way too absolute—"

"Xiao Ye, is life and death absolute?"

"yes."

"You so easily assume it's absolute, and fate so simply believes that humans and demons cannot fall in love."

"Heaven doesn't care about your thoughts, just as you don't care about the ants on the roadside."

"But President, isn't this 'heaven' you're talking about something that doesn't exist? It's just a virtual thing..."

"Then your desires are also virtual things," Li Yinuo said with a raised eyebrow and a smile. "But won't you try every means to fulfill your desires?"

Ye Zhi took off her glasses, looking blank and dazed. "President, I don't really understand what you're telling me."

"Therefore, although the will of Heaven is virtual, it can influence you invisibly, making you do what it wants."

The result achieved.

"For example, in Buddhism, there is a heavenly lamp that never goes out. It seems to never go out, but in fact, in every lifetime, a devoted woman is buried in the heavenly fire—her heart, which is burned away, becomes part of the heavenly lamp, allowing it to burn forever."

"That sounds terrifying."

"Love is so terrifying~ Perhaps this is God's intention, letting you experience the beauty of love while also reminding you to prepare for the pain of love leaving."

Li Yinuo shook her head helplessly.

"But today's typhoon is a little different."

"What's the difference?"

"It was driven away by people, which is against the will of Heaven."

"Is there anyone who can ward off typhoons?! Mazu? Or the Dragon King?"

Li Yinuo did not answer, but tapped the paper with her pen, a look of confusion in her eyes: "I don't know what he's doing."

She was just an abandoned puppy; perhaps she shouldn't have been taken seriously in the first place.

"Knock knock".

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Ye Zhi went to open the door, and a middle-aged woman came in; she was one of the internal managers of the literary award judging panel.

"I'm sorry to bother you so late, Ms. Li. Our meeting today was canceled due to the weather. Now that the weather has improved, I came here specifically to remind you."

"Judging awards isn't something you can do behind closed doors. You still need to interact with other judges. Besides... you probably won't have time to write a new book, will you?"

"Hmm, it's a bit difficult to write. I can't quite remember what to write," Li Yinuo nodded.

"Currently, Chen Jun's side is trying to win over the judges everywhere. He has basically secured most of the internal judging panel, not to mention that he is also good at marketing his persona, and all kinds of publicity are flying around."

"During this period, your work has also been subjected to group attacks from feminist narratives. Although it is a bestseller, the subject matter is not exactly old-fashioned..."

The middle-aged woman then spoke for the majority of the time, basically advising her to put more effort into things other than writing.

Li Yinuo smiled and agreed, but did not offer any concrete explanation.

Finally, the woman left in despair.

"President, you still don't have any ideas?"

"Yeah, I don't like that ending, but that's how it is," Li Yinuo said dejectedly, resting her chin on her hand.

"If only I had been more sensible back then."

"President, there's no need to be so hard on your past self. Perhaps she was just as confused as you are? Besides, if the ending isn't good, you can just change it, right?"

"Change it..." Li Yinuo chuckled upon hearing this, "How can you casually change an ending that's already predetermined?"

The girl with long, straight black hair held the pen with a hand that trembled as lightly as a butterfly's wing, and her eyes were as vast and empty as a deep pool.

Seeing her mistress like this, Ye Zhi couldn't help but feel secretly saddened.

Although she hated Zhang Chen for bullying Li Yinuo and found the barking of those puppies vulgar, she had to admit that Li Yinuo only acted like a person with feelings when she was being bullied like that.

In the past, the Li Yinuo she knew was either daydreaming or on her way to daydream.

It's like a dog chained up in front of a door in the countryside.

The chain was put on too early. The puppy had grown up, but the chain was still the same size. The puppy couldn't speak and didn't realize that the blood seeping from its neck and the pain it felt were all caused by the chain.

The puppy thought it was sick, and that she was the one in the wrong; she was a bad dog.

The puppy endured the pain, remaining chained to the door the entire time. Its happiest time of the year was when its owner came home; it would wag its tail and rush to lick its owner's hand...

But gradually, the owner returned less and less often, until he disappeared completely. The little dog, however, remained in front of that dilapidated door, staring blankly at the end of the road every day.

Spring came and autumn went, the house collapsed, the chains broke, and the countryside was deserted. Time passed, but the little dog refused to leave. All it ever wanted was loyalty, not freedom.

The puppy will find the chain herself and re-tie herself. Although it hurts to be chained, it is her only connection with her owner.

Floods submerged her body, fires scorched her fur, ice and snow froze her skin, and fierce winds tore at her limbs... At her worst, the marks around her neck from the ligatures were so deep that the bone was visible...

She is still waiting.

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Ye Zhi could practically recite all of these passages by heart. She used to feel inexplicably sad when she read them, but now, connecting them with Li Yinuo in front of her, she truly understood the weight behind these words.

Li Yinuo never wears makeup, but she will apply a ring of foundation to her neck.

Because there's a ring of scars on it. A scar that would move anyone who saw it.

This is why, whenever she was intimate with Zhang Chen, she would always use the excuse of romance to ask him to put a collar on her.

She was afraid the scar would be seen.

"Sigh, I'd better write a short story to practice first." Li Yinuo gently patted her fair cheeks, her tuft of hair on her head swaying softly.

"What story should I write?"

"Hmm... let me think, actually, for a long time, I was completely illiterate."

Li Yinuo rested her chin on the pen cap, "Until I saw a monster, just like me, waiting for her man to return. She was a silkworm demon, and even after transforming into human form, her lifespan was no different from a human's."

"When she was still a silkworm, a man saved her from a praying mantis. Her man was clumsy but kind. After saving her, he carefully fed her with mulberry leaves every day..."

"The man only heard others say that raising silkworms could produce silk, but what he didn't know was that no matter what, a silkworm would refuse to produce silk."

"He even brought over a mulberry tree. Coincidentally, the mulberries from that tree had been eaten by Zhang Chen and had absorbed some divine energy, which made the mulberry leaves he fed to the silkworms extraordinary."

"The man raised that silkworm for ten years. He wondered why, even after eating mulberry leaves for ten years, the silkworm hadn't woven any silk for him..."

"Until one day he discovered that the silkworm had disappeared, and in its place appeared a beautiful woman with skin as white as snow, who was weaving clothes for him at home, saying it was to repay his kindness."

"After that, although he still didn't get the silk, he gained a virtuous wife. He was foolish and didn't know that the woman was a silkworm in disguise. They quickly fell in love, but neither of them expressed their feelings."

"But, Xiao Ye, do you remember what I told you? Fate cannot be defied, humans and demons cannot be in love, and karma will always come. They had only known each other for less than a year when war broke out."

"Some people lied to the man, saying that he could get silk if he joined the army. The man really wanted silk, but he didn't dare to propose to the girl in his village because he didn't have any. In the village, you had to give silk as a gift when you got married..."

"The men were conscripted into the army, and the silkworm demon waited in vain."

"Every time a silkworm spins silk, it consumes its life, but in order for the men on the battlefield to be better dressed, it does not hesitate to use its own life as silk to deliver to the postman to the distant military camp..."

"In fact, the silk never reached her husband."

Five years later, she aged rapidly, spending her days weeping by the mulberry tree, unraveling the mystery. Then, the postman finally brought back a page of blood-written letter. The villagers all said the man was dead, but she couldn't read and refused to believe it. She only knew that red was auspicious, and she told everyone that it was a marriage certificate, and that she was getting married.

"The villagers all said she had gone mad. The next day, they found that she had spit out all the silk she had spun into the shape of a man. She was wearing a wedding dress, holding the silk and a blood-written letter, and died on her bed. She couldn't read, but she was indeed going to marry a man..."

"However, it was a ghost marriage."

"From then on, I decided that I had to learn to read." Li Yinuo sighed and said with a wry smile, "If he sends me a letter, I can't afford to misread the words."

Ye Zhi remained stunned for a long time. "So, President, did he send you any letters?"

"Yes, every single one of them is a death notice."

"..." Ye Zhi lowered her head. The story of the silkworm demon was indeed touching, but Li Yinuo must have experienced countless such life-and-death separations...

Li Yinuo rubbed her temples. "Xiao Ye, I want to eat mulberries. Let's buy some."

"Oh..."

Ye Zhi suddenly felt that this entrustment was especially precious, and tried to run out with both hands and feet, but as soon as she ran out, a mouse blocked her way.

"Oh!"

"Squeak!"

The mouse, carrying a small package on its back, crawled between Ye Zhi's legs, with the bespectacled girl chasing after it in a disheveled manner, until the little mouse jumped onto Li Yinuo's table.

The little mouse seemed a little afraid of her.

"What's wrong?" Li Yinuo asked softly. "Don't worry, meddling in other people's business is pointless. I won't eat you."

"Squeak..."

The little mouse put down the bundle on its back, squeaked once, and then ran away.

Li Yinuo opened the package and found a bottle of ointment that looked like a skincare product.

The girl with long, straight black hair paused, staring at the bottle of ointment.

"What's that, President?"

"Cloud Frost Ointment," Li Yinuo murmured. "It is made by using the grease of cloud whales to absorb the most dangerous clouds and rain in the storm, and then mixing it with pure spiritual energy."

"He really went to the eye of the typhoon. What is he going to do... However, there is no longer any spiritual energy in this world, so we can only use something else to replace it."

Li Yinuo stretched out her finger, rubbed it in the ointment, put it to her lips and pursed her lips, her purple pupils narrowing slightly.

"What happened? What happened?" Ye Zhi asked curiously.

"Last night, Chu Yang didn't completely release his power to the other monsters... In the end, he used a last-minute burst of energy to leave some of it inside for me."

"?" The girl with glasses was confused.

And a genuine smile finally appeared on Li Yinuo's usually pale and bland face.

She dabbed a small amount of ointment with her finger and applied it to her neck.

The horrifying scar around her fair neck had miraculously faded slightly.

"Unfortunately, a thousand-year-old wound can't be healed by ointment alone," she said wistfully.

"This scar, I really noticed it when he choked me last time..."

Hearing this, Ye Zhi broke out in a cold sweat. In the blink of an eye, she saw Li Yinuo carrying the ointment and walking into the room.

"Hey, President, where are you going? The room is still being aired out."

"I'll apply some to my lower abdomen; it'll help with recovery."

"Moreover, this ointment can moisturize and soften the skin and hair, so it's good for conditioning."

"I don't have much time left, so I need to take care of myself."

"ha?"

"Tsk." Tu Shan Han Su dipped a small cookie in the cream sauce on the table and ate it. "You're quite sensible, knowing that this stuff is important and even saving some for me."

Zhang Chen chuckled awkwardly; this suggestion wasn't his.

Yuan You knew his predicament and warned him to hold on until the very last moment in order to avoid any trouble.

In fact, Zhang Chen did not succeed; it was Yuan You who exerted his power.

After hiring Yuan You as my sparring partner, my physical strength instantly increased to a whole new level.

Although... it didn't last long. Towards the end, he was mostly in a daze, unaware of what the world was like. Sometimes he switched to a secondary account and sometimes to his main account. Zhang Chen couldn't even tell who was Shen Nianxi and who was Yuan You.

In the end, Yuan You helped him divide the food into several portions and put them into several small bottles. It is said that the bottles were carved from the bones of a cloud whale and were of very high quality.

In addition, Yuan You also told him how to make the Cloud Frost Cream, wondering how much it could improve that scar.

"Squeak!" The little mouse outside the balcony squeaked twice, indicating that it had completed its task and everything was normal.

Zhang Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Among these female demons, Li Yinuo was probably the most depressed.

The last time he saw that scar, he was so shocked that he almost got pinched by the literary puppy until his eyes rolled back.

It's time to take a look at the puppy's past.

"Any more?" Tu Shan Han Su quickly finished the cookies, a hint of foxy charm subtly emanating from beneath her cool exterior. "Not enough."

"...It's gone." Zhang Chen clutched his pocket.

Miss Fox looked at him with distrust, then slowly looked away, the allure in her eyes vanishing: "What were you doing going to the typhoon area?"

"Never seen it before, just checking it out for fun."

"You're not allowed to go there again," Tu Shan Han Su said coldly. "Even Long Luo Yang didn't dare to stay inside for long. You took a crow with you, and you're lucky to have come back today."

"It's alright." Zhang Chen scratched his head. "Too much fortune isn't good either. I think you're just right."

"What?"

"It's nothing, Han Su baby. You're so lucky to be with you. You smell so good."

Su Qinghe, who was painting in the courtyard, coughed lightly.

It's simply...unbearable to hear.

She quickly opened "The Legend of Yichen" and read for a while, which helped her regain some of her sanity.

The moon reflected in the lake is the moon in the sky, and the person before me is a person from heaven.

"I'm going to wash the dishes. Remember to take out the trash before you leave."

"receive!"

As they talked, Su Qinghe sensed Zhang Chen approaching her.

"Doesn't that Chen Jun have a brother?" Zhang Chen switched to another mode, and Su Qinghe was taken aback.

She thought Zhang Chen was going to make dirty jokes with her too, but she didn't expect him to be so serious.

Despite this, she dispelled the inexplicable disappointment in her heart and nodded, saying, "Yes, I have an older brother named Chen Tianhe. He's quite rare. My family is rather afraid of his family because of him."

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"I see." Zhang Chen nodded. "What are your thoughts on this award selection?"

"A meaningless judgment," Su Qinghe said. "Putting aside the fact that Chen Jun's book best suits the judges' tastes, the judges will definitely be bribed."

"It would be very difficult for Li Yinuo or Shuyao to be selected."

"Is there any way to make it work?"

"How can we operate... Although I question the authenticity of his writing, how else can we operate unless Chen Jun withdraws voluntarily..." Su Qinghe hesitated.

"Being upright and honest is only appropriate with gentlemen; when dealing with scoundrels, one must be cunning and deceitful."

"But I'm an expert, I don't usually do this, so I'm leaving it to you." Zhang Chen suddenly patted her shoulder, "You can even command the rats in the yard, find a way to get rid of those idiots."

"?"

Su Qinghe froze, glancing at the group of mice picking mushrooms in the yard... they seemed very unreliable.

With another turn, Zhang Chen picked up the trash bag and walked away.

"Why did you make me do this kind of job from the very beginning..." the girl sighed.

Despite her sighs, she did not intend to refuse.

I'd rather follow such a person, even if it means sweeping garbage on the street, as long as I don't have to stay in bed with her.

Moreover, if she could have something to do and understand the relationships between superiors and subordinates, instead of the strange male-female relationship she had before, perhaps the strange flutter in her heart would disappear.

She was his subordinate, and Zhang Chen was his superior; there couldn't possibly be any unspoken rules in the office.

"The domineering CEO falls in love with..." For some reason, Su Qinghe thought of a book she read when she was in school, and her face turned a little red.

No matter how noble a princess is, she is still Cinderella in front of Zhang Chen.

Every Cinderella fantasizes about a prince; it's normal to have that thought.

Thinking this, Su Qinghe squatted down, the girl's fair thighs and calves pressing together to create beautiful lines.

She picked up a mushroom from the ground.

Amazingly, this mushroom will stretch out mycelium and struggle, and it will spray spores when squeezed.

It's fake, it's definitely fake.

"Squeak! Second-grade biscuits!"

"arrive!"

Suddenly, the little mice that were carrying mushrooms saluted her. Su Qinghe was surprised to find that she could actually understand the language of these mice.

Could it be that because he ate too much, he also gained some of Zhang Chen's abilities?

What would happen if we ate more?

Uh... is she heavily pregnant?

"Squeak! Old Rat! Stop moving mushrooms and come greet your new commander!"

"Squeak! This is the mice's rations! You're sabotaging our rations!"

"Squeak! These mushrooms are sabotaging our defenses! Sink! Sink them all! Sink everything useless!"

Thus, a few mushrooms were thrown into the fishpond and eaten by the carp.

"..." Su Qinghe covered her mouth and laughed, but seeing how disciplined these rats were, she felt more confident.

Make sure it looks good so he can see it.

I don't know why, but I just really wanted him to see it.

Seeing this... she is truly blessed.

"What did Zhang Chen ask you to do?" The next moment, Tu Shan Han Su walked to her side.

"Hmm...become a secret agent?" Su Qinghe thought about it and could only come up with this idea.

"Just be careful, don't take it too seriously. He's unreliable," Tu Shan Han Su comforted her. "Where's the painting you had on the balcony?"

"Oh..." Su Qinghe took the drawing paper out of her bosom. It depicted a sweet couple in a cozy little house.

Miss Fox looked at it again and again, unable to let it go for a long time.

"I wish that were true," she said.

"Isn't that how you are?"

Tu Shan Han Su, her hair pulled back, exuded an exceptionally gentle grace. Her gaze seemed to see through the smoke rising from every household, traversing the mountains she had crossed over two thousand years, recalling how she always arrived a little late, always a little late...

This time too, she didn't even have the energy to ask Zhang Chen who the woman was; perhaps she had long been used to waiting and missing out.

She was the first, but also the last of countless others.

Green hills at the year's end.

"It's a long story."