Transmigrated into a lewd little pervert, the crazy boss's kiss made his legs weak.

at the same time.

Knowing that Li Yaoyao was coming back for her graduation ceremony today, Qi Yuge cleared up all his work a day in advance.

He planned to go to her dormitory and move all the remaining items away at once, then transport them directly back to the manor.

He had been thinking about living together for a long time.

She spent so long that she went through several rounds of deliberation about where to put her toothbrush and how much space to allocate in her walk-in closet.

He was in a good mood and swaggered into his Maybach, parking it right in front of the girls' dormitory.

Graduation season is here, and there are many people coming and going downstairs in the dormitory building.

As soon as the black Maybach stopped at the entrance, the door opened, and the man stepped out, all eyes instinctively turned to him.

Someone recognized him.

That's the protagonist who got involved with both Shen Qiongluo and Li Yaoyao.

Whispers arose from all directions, and a girl whispered.

"Li Yaoyao has really struck it rich. She followed the school beauty around and picked up the scraps, and she actually managed to hook up with a big shot in Beijing. She'll live a life of luxury for the rest of her life."

Qi Yuge turned his head to look over, his gaze cold and impatient. His voice was not loud, but just loud enough for everyone around him to hear clearly.

"Stop talking nonsense. Wait until you're even a fraction as good-looking as Li Yaoyao before you start... She has the looks, do you?"

"I can't tell the difference between male and female. If a woman makes me unhappy, I'll beat her up too. Want to try?"

The people traveling with him turned pale with fright and scattered like birds and beasts, none of them daring to look back even once.

The dormitories are mostly empty during graduation season, and the dormitory managers are much more relaxed than usual.

Qi Yuge wrote "Li Yaoyao's husband" in a flourish on the visitor registration form, under the "Relationship with Visitor" section.

The dormitory supervisor picked up the registration form, glanced at it, then looked up at the man in front of her, who was wearing a black shirt and had a sharp aura. She opened her mouth, then closed it again, unable to hide the shock in her eyes.

Qi Yuge had already taken long strides upstairs.

As far as Qi Yuge knew, this dormitory should be empty.

Of those three roommates, two are behind bars, and one is nowhere to be found. The building was emptied out during graduation season.

However, he still knocked on the door symbolically twice, and then pushed it open and went inside.

The female protagonist's bed is easy to spot, and on the table are her old, chipped lamp and a few leftover plastic beads from a Perler bead set.

He looked around and began tidying up the odds and ends.

An old canvas bag, several pet medical textbooks, and empty plastic bags from Want Want Rice Crackers in the drawer.

He had just gathered these things into a pile when the door was suddenly pushed open.

Zhou Si stood at the door.

Qi Yuge's face instantly turned cold, and his tone became extremely unfriendly.

"Weren't you crying behind bars?"

He remembered clearly that this woman was one of Li Yaoyao's roommates and an accomplice in faking the online chat.

"I'm out on temporary bail. I need to come back for my graduation ceremony."

Zhou Si stood at the door without coming in; she had clearly come specifically to see him.

Her eyes darted around, but she stood firm, as if she were gambling on something.

Qi Yuge was afraid that if he said another word to her, he would lose his temper and hit her. He threw the half bag of rice crackers in his hand into the box, his voice as cold as ice.

"Get out of the way."

Zhou Si stood in the doorway without moving, speaking rapidly, as if afraid that if she spoke too slowly, she would never dare to speak again.

"Young Master Qi, I need to talk to you about something."

"Li Yaoyao is not at all what you see."

"Her approaching you was intentional...she deliberately seduced you!"

Qi Yuge walked past her, reached for the doorknob, paused for a moment upon hearing this, and then chuckled softly.

That laugh was both roguish and smug, carrying a sense of nonchalance that said, "I knew it all along."

"Of course I know."

"From the very beginning, I knew that Li Yaoyao was deliberately hanging around me."

He remembered the perverted little devil who peeked at him from behind the crack in the private room door, the way she bent over by the pool table with her butt sticking out, and her clumsy and flustered attempts to approach him...

Of course he knew she was doing it on purpose; he had seen through it long ago.

Zhou Si reluctantly pulled a thick diary out of her schoolbag. The cover was a bit old, and the edges were worn and frayed.

She held the diary up to him, her voice carrying a hint of urgent certainty.

"Do you know why? Look at this."

Qi Yuge did not answer.

I wondered what else could be the reason.

It's just because he fell in love with me at first sight and took a liking to me.

"She never loved you from the beginning."

Zhou Si interrupted his thoughts.

Whoever Shen Qiongluo likes, she likes too. Whoever Shen Qiongluo chases after, she follows behind and peeps.

"Young Master Qi, can't you guess why?"

impossible.

Qi Yuge's hand stopped on the doorknob, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

He didn't speak, but his eyes had changed.

There was a hint of blankness, as if no one had had time to react.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know once you see what's inside."

Qi Yuge paused for a moment, then took the diary and opened it.

He recognized Li Yaoyao's handwriting; each stroke was round and delicate, a style he found incredibly cute.

The first page was filled with densely packed writings about his probing of Shen Qiongluo.

Luo Luo wore a white dress today, she looked so pretty;

Luo Luo sat on the third floor of the library for an entire afternoon, while I watched her from behind the bookshelves on the second floor for the same entire afternoon.

……

He flipped through the pages expressionlessly, one after another, all of them about Shen Qiongluo.

Then, starting from a certain page in the middle, he appeared.

His hobbies, the places he frequents, and the type of people he likes.

A detailed, almost ruthless, strategy plan, with the completion status and timeline of each step marked on the back.

The last few pages depict her imagined future with Shen Qiongluo.

They graduated together, traveled to faraway places together, and raised many small animals.

He watched it from beginning to end.

He closed the diary, his fingers gripping the cover until it turned white.

From beginning to end, Qi Yuge was merely a tool for her to attract Shen Qiongluo's attention.

Zhou Si stood at the door, looking at the expression on Qi Yuge's face that seemed to have been shattered, and a cold smile appeared on her lips.

Li Yaoyao ruined her reputation, and she won't let Li Yaoyao get away with it.

Li Yaoyao had searched for that diary when she went back to her dorm, but Zhou Si had already hidden it away beforehand.

With the last bit of freedom she gained after being released on bail, she personally delivered the bomb to the rightful recipient.

She didn't say another word, silently retreated, and the door closed gently behind her.

Qi Yuge leaned against the cold iron bed frame and flipped through the diary from beginning to end again.

He turned the pages so many times that the edges were frayed, and he stared so intently that he felt like he could see through every single line of text.

He tried to find even a single line or sentence between the lines that proved Li Yaoyao had some genuine feelings for him.

Damn it, those blushes weren't real?

Were those intimate and ambiguous moments not real?

Those soft-voiced calls of his name, those smiles back at him under the fireworks, those moments when he kisses you in his arms until you tremble—it was all an act.

But no.

He read through the entire diary.

From beginning to end, from beginning to end.

He was just a tool.

A stumbling block, a springboard to get closer to Shen Qiongluo.

He was not reconciled.

He slammed his fist into the wardrobe door with a loud bang, and the wooden cabinet cracked open.

The skin on his knuckles was torn and bleeding, dripping blood down his fingers and staining the corners of his diary.

He felt no pain, but tremblingly pulled a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. The lighter flame flickered several times before it lit.

As the smoke rose, he dialed the number pinned to the top of his chat list, the one labeled "Wife".

On his phone screen, her profile picture was still there, smiling foolishly at him.

The call was connected.

Where is it?

His voice was low and calm, like the sea surface pressing down so hard it's hard to breathe before a storm.

Gloomy and harboring madness.