The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

Yu Lian's current feeling is a bit like when she was caught cheating on a male classmate in high school and her parents were called in.

Today was even worse, because I slept with a male classmate.

She stood in front of Lu Jiefei, feeling the atmosphere was a bit too suffocating, and coughed.

"Um, brother, it's not what you think..."

The seemingly pleading words were the last sentence, but it was actually the word "brother." Lu Jiefei didn't even lift his eyelashes, just hummed in response, showing no emotion whatsoever, and didn't even glance at her while speaking.

It was as if he had completely given up on her. His voice was cold and indifferent.

"What is it? Who suggested coming to our house?"

Pei Shaoyuan had no other clothes; he was wearing the sleeveless vest from last night, and the fingernail marks on his arm muscles, where he had been pinched, had turned brownish-red and were brazenly exposed.

"He said it." This was Yu Lian's unhesitating attempt to shift the blame.

"I suggested it." This was Pei Shaoyuan's decision to sacrifice for love.

  

He placed his hand on Yu Lian's slender shoulder, walked over, and half-blocked her in front of him, letting out a "ha," clearly showing his displeasure.

"Yes, I did it all. Don't get angry with the child."

In his view, Lu Jiefei was Yu Lian's elder, and Yu Lian was just a child. How could he discipline a child like that, not even letting her sit on the sofa, but making her stand?

After what happened yesterday, Yu Lian's legs were shaking when she first got out of bed. Making her stand up now is practically physical punishment.

He was in a bad mood.

He felt that the world was unkind to Yu Lian. The game was bad, and so was her family. They were always bullying her.

It's one thing that she's a target of bullying, but is the world completely without fault?

"I'll accept whatever charges you want to bring against me. Let's get this over with quickly. If you think Bao and Yu Lian did something wrong, and you don't want to acknowledge her or raise her, I can. Is that enough?"

He's making wishes again, talking to himself.

Yu Lian felt like she was being frozen by Lu Jiefei's gaze and began to wonder if the central air conditioning in her house was set to 10 degrees Celsius.

Otherwise, how could it be so cold?

She secretly pinched Pei Shaoyuan's waist from behind, trying to stop him from talking nonsense. The situation was so chaotic that she couldn't think of any excuses. Her voice was timid, and her upturned face was as white as a steamed bun.

Even after sleeping with a man for one night, she still maintained that innocent and pure look that made people hate her.

"Don't listen to him. He didn't do anything, really, brother. You've already checked my room, there's nothing there."

Fortunately, Pei Shaoyuan didn't use a condom last night. Before today, she never imagined that someone like Lu Jiefei would rummage through her room's trash can.

Pei Shaoyuan's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot as he listened to Yu Lian calling him "brother" repeatedly. He thought, "Calling me 'brother' is fine enough, why call me 'brother'? He doesn't even look like Yu Lian at all, what kind of brother is he?"

If we're really going to call her Yu Lian, we should call her him. Isn't it said that two people who kiss a lot will start to look alike? He kissed more than just her upper lips, so they should look even more alike.

Although he looked in the mirror for a long time after eating last night but couldn't find any way to make him look more like Yu Lian, maybe one time wasn't enough. He needs to eat more; quantity leads to quality.

"Yes, nothing was done." He repeated the word with a drawn-out tone, seemingly supporting Yu Lian's words, but his actions suggested otherwise.

Lu Jiefei had never seen anyone stand naturally with their inner arms completely exposed for others to see.

His gaze shifted from the pinch marks to Yu Lian's fingers. Yu Lian usually did nothing, so her nails grew faster than others. Even though she trimmed them every two or three days, there were still some white edges left.

Those tiny fingernails can actually hurt when they scratch, like a kitten's paw.

Under what circumstances would so many scratches appear? He closed his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, Shang Yulian was completely unaware that she had been betrayed, and was still nervously looking at his wet almond-shaped eyes.

"Does the absence of anything mean nothing was done? Or do you think a man can only ejaculate when he's wearing a bra?"

His voice remained calm, but what he said was remarkably close to the dream he believed would never happen.

"Since you say nothing happened, prove it to me."

"What?" Yu Lian didn't understand what he was talking about and subconsciously asked.

Lu Jiefei didn't actually know what he was saying.

But he...

I must see her with my own eyes, that she is unharmed.

Only then can the surging hatred in his heart be calmed.



In the evening, Yu Lian finally sat down at the table and ate a hot meal.

She made all vegetables that she didn't like to eat. If they were on the table normally, Yu Lian would not only refuse to eat them but also throw a tantrum.

But I didn't dare to resist anything today.

She sat there listlessly, crunching broccoli with her teeth. She would chew food she didn't like many times, only swallowing it when there was nothing left to chew; it was visibly forced.

Lu Jiefei across from her didn't even lift his eyelids, maintaining his cold and ruthless attitude to the end, and didn't even pour Yu Lian a glass of warm water as usual.

Yu Lian poured the chopsticks herself, but she put them down a little too forcefully, making a "smack" sound to express her dissatisfaction.

Lu Jiefei finally gave her a cold look and pushed the soup in the white porcelain bowl beside him toward her.

The bowl was clear, with little oil, and the bottom contained chicken and herbs.

He cooked the chicken soup after examining Yu Lian's body. For hours, he stayed in the kitchen, but his mind was filled with a decadent, overused deep pink.

Like a fully blooming rose, its stamens shamelessly exposed, and even though it wasn't morning, its petals trembled, covered in dew.

"Drink it." His voice held a heavy, seemingly unquenchable resentment. "It'll help."



Yu Lian only dared to touch her phone after finishing her meal and returning to her room.

There are hundreds of unread messages piling up on my phone, like a mountain of memorials left by a lustful emperor who spends all day with his concubines.

"1: You're fast asleep! I haven't seen you all day. You're busier than me during training, you're a real busybody."

1: What exactly is this prejudice about?

After Ao Chen entered the youth training camp, his schedule was very full. Every day, apart from eating and sleeping, he was training, and the frequency of sending messages to Yu Lian decreased significantly.

Before, he would use the spare moments between playing games to vent his frustrations to Yu Lian about his colleagues and boss. Now, he can only sneakily touch his phone during training breaks. He's like an over-disciplined elementary school student.

Yu Lian then remembered that the issue of bias had not been resolved, and she felt a headache coming on.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Are you done training?"

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Never mind him, he's acting crazy. If he calls me "wife," does that mean I'm his wife? If he calls me "mom," does that mean I have to give birth to him?

"1: Okay. Sister Lian is awesome."

"1: I didn't train. I had half a day off this afternoon, and I went out to get my hair dyed."

Yu Lian narrowed her eyes, remembering when he first went to the youth training camp he told her that it was full of young thugs wearing trendy brands and dyeing their hair. He was so intimidated by the idea that he was going to have a phobia of gangsters. He thought he should buy a high-quality replica of Adidas to wear so that he wouldn't look so tacky.

When it arrived, I noticed the letters under the clover were "dasabi".

He didn't even discover it himself.

Yu Lian now feels a sense of shared misfortune when she looks at Ao Chen; the two of them are in such dire straits that the eldest brother no longer laughs at the second brother.

I decided to comfort him.

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Hmm, read. But don't waste your money, okay?

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: It's amazing that someone who doesn't have technical anxiety but has appearance anxiety when playing youth training is a genius."

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: I earn some money playing games, but I spend it all on things my parents didn't give me. When I make a pie chart of my bills, I'll see that beauty and hair care expenses account for more than half of it. Is this the life you want?"

I was trying to offer some comfort.

But Yu Lian's life that day was too stifling. Her kind nature couldn't be awakened.

After a long silence, Ao Chen replied with a very miserable emoji of a black and white milk dragon with its mouth open and tears streaming down its face.

"1: Actually, I think the dye job is alright. Not bad. It's acceptable. And I'm really not as abstract as you say, bro. People in my village all say I'm a pretty handsome young man. Don't look at me with prejudice just because I play Ma Chao well, okay?"

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: "Prejudiced."

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: What color? If you mean the purple fresh meat light at Jinluo Cold Meat Shop, then I'll tell you, we have it."

"1:..."

"1: Fine, nothing I say matters now, right? Why is trust between people so fragile?"

Yu Lian's mood finally improved, and she smiled as she held her phone. Then she saw another message from him on the screen.

1: Otherwise, I'll show you.

"1: Me"

1: You don't see it?



[Thank you for the gift, meow meow meow]