Pretending To Be Affectionate [Transmigration] - Chapter 28

Ling Yu turned and nodded at Fang Jia, her foxy eyes scanning Jiang Wei.

He was wearing a well-tailored suit with two buttons of his shirt undone, revealing a vibrant fishbone tattoo on his neck.

The tattoo looked quite unique.

The fishbone was wrapped in a black chain, with the fish’s lips aligned with Jiang Wei’s Adam’s apple.

When Jiang Wei saw Ling Yu looking at him, he unbuttoned the third button of his shirt, as if on purpose, to fully expose the tattoo from his neck to his chest.

Ling Yu’s lips twisted into an absurd smile.

In the fading light of the setting sun, with just a quick glance, she could clearly see Ling Yu’s name etched at the end of the man’s fishbone tattoo. It was so disgusting it almost made Ling Yu lose her appetite for the evening.

Jiang Wei stood three steps away from Ling Yu, his face stern, seemingly waiting for her to ask about it.

Ling Yu looked at Jiang Wei with a strange expression. “Aren’t you cold?”

Jiang Wei subconsciously touched the goosebumps on his neck. When he realized what she said, his face immediately turned ugly.

On the other side, Fang Jia had already reached Ling Yu. Ling Yu subtly moved to the side, putting some distance between herself and Fang Jia.

She said to Jiang Wei, “Hiding from you? Please. Who gave you that confidence?”

The arrogance of a man who’s confident for no reason. Ling Yu scoffed. She was feeling a little fiery today. The smile in her eyes was fleeting, and her pupils were pitch black.

A flash of anger crossed Jiang Wei’s face. There was a fierce scar from his mouth to his jaw. He was probably furious, and the scar was taut on his face, giving him an aggressive look.

“Ling Yu, do you not know who I am?”

Fang Jia took a subtle step forward, wanting to shield Ling Yu. But Ling Yu just tilted her head and motioned for her not to move with her eyes.

Fang Jia was slightly taken aback. She had known Ling Yu for two years. This was the first time she had seen the little fox she had been protecting. Her beautiful foxy eyes weren’t just lazily watery; they also held a wolf-like intensity.

Fang Jia’s gaze moved to the Jiang family’s boy. The tall and strong man stood in front of Ling Yu, a head taller than her, with a scar on his face that made him look aggressive.

Ling Yu stood in front of him, and her presence wasn’t diminished in the slightest.

Fang Jia was originally worried that the little fox would be taken away by Jiang Wei, but now, she was almost certain that it was impossible.

Ling Yu’s voice was her usual lazy tone, and she laughed instead of getting angry.

“Who are you?”

Seeing Jiang Wei look at her, Ling Yu said in a sarcastic tone, “What’s your identity? Are you a rapist, or a rich second-generation rapist?”

The well-maintained skin on Fang Jia’s face cracked with a faint line.

As she smiled, the line deepened.

Not far away, Jiang Wei clenched his fists. His knuckles cracked, and it looked like he was so angry that he might explode at any moment.

Fang Jia glanced at Ling Yu, who was still ignoring him, and sighed. She took two steps forward, stood in front of Ling Yu, and held out her hands to Jiang Wei.

“Nephew of the Jiang family, why don’t you say hello to your auntie when you see me?”

Fang Jia was 35 years old, but because of her seniority and unique business acumen, she was a well-known figure in the national circles.

Fang Jia’s presence was often seen at various large and small gatherings.

Jiang Wei naturally knew who Fang Jia was. Her status and position were clear. No matter how ferocious Jiang Wei was at that moment, he wouldn’t act like an arrogant rich kid in front of Fang Jia.

He glared at Ling Yu, then politely greeted Fang Jia as “Auntie.”

In Ling Yu’s eyes, besides being rich and having a good father, a rapist like Jiang Wei should have been brought to justice a long time ago. Perhaps because of Li Juan’s call, Ling Yu was now extremely disgusted with anyone named Jiang. She withdrew her gaze in disgust and looked down at her phone. She wasn’t really messing with it; she was just re-reading the message from Gu Qing.

008 sighed. [Host, do you regret it? That picture you sent was a little too much for the female lead.]

The emotions in Ling Yu’s eyes faded. [I did it on purpose.]

008’s voice suddenly got louder. [What?]

[My pestering is as disgusting as Gu Ting’s.] Ling Yu’s lips curved in a subtle way. [Boss. What do you think she’ll do to me?]

008 didn’t understand. It just said, “Ah.” After waiting for a long time, Ling Yu lost interest in explaining.

Because of Li Juan’s phone call, Ling Yu was actually very disappointed. She was disappointed not only in Gu Qing but also in herself. She was too confident. She was so confident that she believed she could pull Gu Qing back. But if Gu Qing already had blood on her hands, was there any point in pulling her back?

A case that was already a done deal could easily be reversed because of Li Juan. Gu Qing’s ability was far beyond Ling Yu’s understanding. She even thought that the war she had started with her might have angered the other party, causing her to do something even more extreme. If that extreme action was directed at her, Ling Yu would obviously accept it.

But if it landed on an insignificant person, especially someone like Li Juan, what did they do wrong?

Ling Yu was very angry today, and sending that picture to Gu Qing was not an impulsive act. Her goal was very clear: to anger Gu Qing.

She wanted to see if Gu Qing would really lose her bottom line and kill someone, as Gu Ting had said.

If she would, Ling Yu didn’t plan to complete this task. Even if she couldn’t die of old age, she couldn’t bring herself to pull a woman who had lost her humanity, had blood on her hands, and had no conscience back to a safe place.

After all, killing is either once or many times.

But to her surprise, Ling Yu, who thought she had no regrets, was feeling inexplicably annoyed. Even though all the evidence pointed to Gu Qing being a crazy person with no moral bottom line, she still had a glimmer of trust in her.

Ling Yu just desperately wanted to know if it was true. Was Gu Qing the kind of person who would disappoint her the most? In her subconscious, she hoped she wasn’t.

Ling Yu was lost in thought when her phone vibrated again. This time, it was a strange number.

[Lunch box Sister, my sister will be at Xishan Apartment tonight. The address is: Villa complex on Xishan Mountain Road, house number 113. Password: 09623]

[Please help me take care of my crazy sister. Remember to go after midnight.]

Ling Yu narrowed her eyes and immediately blocked the strange number.

At the same time, Fang Jia and Jiang Wei’s small talk had ended. She didn’t know what Auntie Fang had said to Jiang Wei, but he looked much more docile than before.

As he was leaving, Jiang Wei subtly glanced at Ling Yu. His lips moved, and he silently said two words to Ling Yu, “Li Juan.”

Ling Yu’s foxy eyes narrowed slightly. Her gaze met Jiang Wei’s provocative one without flinching. The woman’s eyes, as dark as a cold heart, were like a broken jade blade, radiating a chilling glow. It was just like that night in the darkroom. Jiang Wei seemed to remember something unforgettable. His face immediately turned red, and a glint of eagerness flashed in his eyes.

Fang Jia seemed to sense something and glanced at Jiang Wei, a hint of disgust in her eyes. “Nephew, you’re staring at my little friend. Do you think I’m not here?”

Jiang Wei was startled. His gaze went back and forth between Ling Yu and Fang Jia. Then the polite smile on his face disappeared. He looked at Fang Jia and said in a low voice, “Yours?”

When Fang Jia nodded, Jiang Wei seemed to find it funny. His taut jaw relaxed slightly, and he suddenly lifted his chin in a provocative way to Ling Yu. “Yu Yu, when you went to my darkroom, you didn’t seem like a lesbian to me?”

At the mention of the darkroom, the perfect makeup on Fang Jia’s face froze.

“When I went to your darkroom, you didn’t seem like an M either,” Ling Yu interjected, with her eyelids half-closed. After she said that, she ignored Jiang Wei’s stiff back, took a lollipop from her pocket, unwrapped it, and put it in her mouth.

Ling Yu was drugged by Jiang Wei and taken to his darkroom like a little poplar tree. When she realized his intentions and saw the wall full of sick photos, Ling Yu beat Jiang Wei up. Who knew that she would beat him into a masochist? Her tone was flat, and her foxy eyes gave Jiang Wei a meaningful look, with a hint of warning.

She had told Gu Qing that Jiang Wei must go to jail. If the Li Juan case was going to be reversed in Gu Qing’s hands, she would use her own methods to change it back. Jiang Wei didn’t just harm Yan Shu; there were also all the victims on the walls of his darkroom. Justice may be delayed, but it will never be absent.

Ling Yu got a ride to the party with Fang Jia.

Fang Jia glanced at Ling Yu through the rearview mirror. “Yu Yu, how do you know Jiang Wei?”

Ling Yu rested her head on the headrest of the back seat, raised her eyelids, and simply said three words: “Ling Taiguo…”

Before she could finish, Fang Jia immediately understood. Her relationship with Ling Yu was good, so she knew what a bastard Ling Taiguo was. She narrowed her eyes, stepped on the brake, and stopped the car in front of the crosswalk. While waiting for the light to change, Fang Jia turned her head and looked at Ling Yu with a loving expression. She asked softly, “Yu Yu, it’s been three months. Have you thought about it?”

The last time Ling Yu saw Fang Jia was three months ago. The auntie she got along with so well in her life told her, “I love you.” Ling Yu was not surprised, even though she had been hanging out with a lot of players.

As a fake player herself, she knew what she needed to know.

However, hearing it was one thing, and Fang Jia was about to get all touchy-feely with her on the spot.

Ling Yu very decisively rejected her. But Auntie Fang told her that it was okay and she was willing to wait. Perhaps because of her age, Auntie Fang showed the grace and politeness of a mature woman. She was much easier to get along with than Gu Qing—gentle, intellectual, and understanding. She pursued her slowly, not too close and not too far. The only thing was that Auntie Fang was gentle on the outside, but in her bones, she was extremely dominant. Ling Yu later found out that ever since she met Auntie Fang, her circle of friends had gotten smaller and smaller.

Auntie Fang didn’t allow her to have girlfriends or boyfriends. She didn’t even allow her to have friends. Even Xu Miao had been suppressed by Auntie Fang.

For Ling Yu, she was a free individual. Her profession and personality dictated that her future was a vast ocean of possibilities. On the day Fang Jia confessed, Ling Yu was keenly aware of the reason for her shrinking social circle, and because of that, she left without hesitation.

But Fang Jia only told her that she would wait until she agreed.

At that moment, the woman in the driver’s seat looked at her with an extremely gentle expression.

Ling Yu’s lips moved. “I’m sorry.”

Fang Jia looked a little disappointed. The light in front turned green, and she gave Ling Yu a deep look. She stepped on the gas and drove away quickly.

“Do you like someone?”

“What is ‘like’?” Ling Yu asked back. She felt that she would probably never like anyone. She preferred herself.

“No, Yu Yu. You’ve changed.”

Ling Yu was stunned. A question mark slowly appeared in her eyes.

“Before, you never subconsciously distanced yourself from me when I got close.” Fang Jia’s voice was a little low. A woman understands a woman best. She originally wouldn’t have blindly believed what Yu Xin said.

But after three months, Ling Yu, whom she thought she was protecting, had been taken away right under her nose.

Ling Yu didn’t use to like women. Fang Jia was very clear about that. Even if she put her arm on her shoulder, Ling Yu would only frown for a second and let her. But when they met again, she stood next to Ling Yu, and Ling Yu subconsciously took a step back.

This meant that someone had gotten to her before she did.

Thinking that this was a possibility, Fang Jia’s face sank. She tentatively asked, “When you like someone, you think about them in your free time, you try to find ways to see them every day, you constantly test their bottom line, you naturally accept their closeness, and you don’t find it strange to do all kinds of intimate things with them. That’s what ‘like’ is.”

Every word Fang Jia said, she would glance at Ling Yu through the rearview mirror.

Then she noticed a strange look in Ling Yu’s foxy eyes. “Yu Yu, you really do like someone. Who is she?”

This was a statement. Fang Jia was almost certain that Ling Yu was in love with someone.

However, in the next second, Ling Yu laughed mockingly. “Based on your description, yes, I do. But trying to find a way to meet her is with ulterior motives, and getting close to her is because we’re about to fight. If that’s what ‘like’ is, then at least a hundred people fit the description.”

Fang Jia was speechless…

She carefully looked at Ling Yu’s expression, and then a smile appeared in her eyes. She thought she was overthinking it.

How could the little fox she had been cooking for two years suddenly fall for someone else in just two or three months?

The atmosphere in the car became harmonious again.

When they got to the hotel, there was a traffic jam ahead. There were probably a lot of VIPs today…

The parking attendants in front were extremely busy. Through the car window, Ling Yu saw Li Juan in a warm, misty-colored gown.

She was holding Jiang Wei’s arm and gracefully walking into the ballroom.

Fang Jia followed Ling Yu’s gaze. “Yu Yu, try to stay away from Jiang Wei for a while. Just endure for a few more days, and Jiang Wei won’t be so arrogant anymore.”

Ling Yu was slightly surprised. She slowly turned her head, and a question mark appeared in her eyes. In the cramped car, Ling Yu’s foxy eyes looked over with a watery gleam.

Fang Jia subconsciously raised her hand to pat her head, but Ling Yu instinctively moved back.

Fang Jia’s hand froze in mid-air, and she let out an awkward laugh.

Ling Yu suppressed her emotions and asked, “Auntie Fang, why do I only have to endure for a few days?”

Fang Jia smiled and pointed at the bodyguards in black suits in the crowd not far away. “Do you think those people look familiar?”

Ling Yu quickly looked over. Her foxy eyes narrowed. She said to Fang Jia in surprise, “Is that… Ah Da?”

Ah Da was one of Fang Jia’s bodyguards. Ling Yu was often invited to her home as a guest, so she naturally knew her capable assistant. “How is he here?”

Fang Jia probably didn’t want to go into detail. She only gave a simple explanation. “Someone is going to make a move on Jiang Bochuan. Ah Da is helping me pay a favor. The Jiang family is going to fall, Yu Yu. You just need to know that.”

What she said was a bit disjointed, but Ling Yu understood the key information. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and she suddenly curved her lips in the darkness.

She never expected that there would be another group of people going after the Jiang family.

As expected, what goes around, comes around. It seemed even God was helping out.