The one before you is none other than Su Muwang

Time passed slowly.

After being meticulously taken care of by Su Muwan for a while, the furrowed brows of Qin Luo, originally tense with worry, gradually relaxed.

He looked at Su Muwan and smiled. "That's enough, young mistress. I'm fine now."

Su Muwan nodded slightly upon hearing this.

But just as Qin Luo was about to start eating on his own, Su Muwan suddenly reached out and pressed down on his chopsticks.

Qin Luo froze, lifting his head to look at her.

Su Muwan's expression had turned unusually serious, her gaze seemingly piercing straight through Qin Luo's heart as she asked in a soft yet firm voice, "Come on, Luo Luo, tell me what's really going on. Don't even think about brushing me off."

Qin Luo hesitated, about to explain, when Su Muwan let out a light hum and added, "Don't say you don't know."

"Do you even realize who you're talking to right now?"

"This young mistress is... Su Muwan!"

Thump!

Qin Luo was momentarily stunned.

Su Muwan's expression was both confident in her judgment and utterly resolute.

The living room fell silent, the only sound being the steady ticking of the wall clock, as if urging Qin Luo to spill his thoughts. Seeing Su Muwan's stubbornly earnest demeanor, he knew there was no hiding it anymore.

He sighed softly. Up until now, his impression of Su Muwan had been that of an adorable, carefree slacker.

But in reality?

Before he came into her life...

Su Muwan had been the protagonist of a strong female lead story!

Su Muwan was no mere decoration!

"Qin Luo."

Su Muwan set down her chopsticks, propped her chin on her hands, and tilted her head slightly. "Now, tell me what's worrying you. I can see it—you're hiding something. Don't even think about keeping secrets from this young mistress."

Qin Luo nodded, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he met her gaze. "As expected of you."

"Hmph!"

Su Muwan snorted. "As if a mere Qin Luo could keep anything from me!"

"Wait—no!"

She glared at him. "If anything, it's you who dared to hide things from me! No matter what it is."

"You've underestimated me!"

Qin Luo realized his thinking had been rigid.

He’d assumed this was something Su Muwan shouldn’t know.

But...

Looking at her determined, fearless expression, he knew he’d been wrong.

Su Muwan wasn’t the type to crumble under pressure. So this matter...

"I understand now."

Qin Luo took a deep breath, then met Su Muwan’s eyes with equal seriousness. "Mu Mu, this is complicated—and dangerous. I was afraid knowing would put you at risk, but..."

He paused, reaching out to grasp her hands firmly. "I see now that I was wrong. You have to know about this, young mistress."

Su Muwan was momentarily stunned by Qin Luo’s grave tone and expression.

I’ve never seen Qin Luo this serious before.

This must really be something serious.

But it’s okay.

Su Muwan inhaled softly, matching his resolve. "Go ahead, Qin Luo. Whatever it is, this young mistress can handle—"

......

......

One minute later.

"Waaahhh!!"

"What kind of joke is this?!"

"You’re saying the villain aura around me is the combined essence of all antagonists?!"

"That according to the script, I’m destined to die as the ultimate villain?!"

"No way no way no way!!"

"Waaahhh!!"

"Can anyone believe this?! I—I don’t want to live anymore!"

At first, Su Muwan had thought it couldn’t be that big a deal.

But when Qin Luo laid out the whole story in detail,

she completely lost it.

No, no, no!

Damn heavens, are you out of your mind?!

This is like some programmer screwing up the code and trapping me forever in the beginner’s zone grinding mobs! How cliché can you get?!

I’m furious! I’m fuming!

Su Muwan collapsed onto the sofa, sobbing uncontrollably.

Her hands pounded the armrests as tears streamed down her face, her voice hiccuping between cries. "What—sniff—did I ever—sniff—do to deserve this?!"

Qin Luo watched her meltdown with a wry smile, rubbing his forehead. "Young mistress, you were the one who insisted on hearing it."

"Weren’t you the one who said you could handle anything?"

Su Muwan only cried harder at that, lifting her tear-streaked face to whimper, "I—I thought it’d be something manageable!"

"Who knew it’d be like this, waaahhh…!"

"But—sniff—but this young mistress isn’t backing down! I just needed to vent, hmph!"

With that, she clumsily wiped her tears and tried to sit up straight, though her puffy, teary eyes and forced bravado made her look both adorable and ridiculous.

Qin Luo couldn’t help but chuckle. He grabbed a tissue and walked over. "Alright, alright, young mistress. No more crying."

"I’ve already figured out a solution."

As he spoke, he gently lifted his hand, carefully dabbing away the tears and sniffles from Su Muwan’s face with the tissue, his touch tender.

Su Muwan tilted her head slightly, letting him clean her up while making soft, whimpering noises.

Once done, she sniffled and mumbled, "You really have a plan?"

"Luo Luo, I don’t want to die."

Qin Luo sat beside her, ruffling her hair affectionately as he smiled at her red-rimmed eyes. "Don’t worry, young mistress. Even if I die, I won’t let you—"

"No!"

Before he could finish, Su Muwan clamped a hand over his mouth, scowling. "Don’t set up weird flags like that!"

"And also..."

She leaned into Qin Luo’s chest, declaring, "I want to stay with Luo Luo."

"So neither of us can die!"

"But! But!"

Su Muwan lifted her head, blinking rapidly. "If I do die, Qin Luo, you’re not allowed to find anyone else! You have to stay single for me forever!"

Qin Luo: "..."

Who’s the one setting flags now?

He hugged her tightly, laughing. "Don’t worry, young mistress."

"Because I’m all about pure love."

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