Ming Xiaowei once again doubted the matter.
Si, however, fell silent, as if desperately trying to conceal some damning evidence.
But unfortunately, Ming Xiaowei’s hearing was too sharp, and she wasn’t stupid.
“So who is she? Why do I keep running into her in every world?” Ming Xiaowei questioned Si in a serious tone for the first time.
Si let out a light sigh.
“If you insist on asking like this,” she said, her eyes flickering with something complicated, “Ah, I know, but I just won’t tell you.”
Xiaowei: ???
Damn it.
“So will I see her in the next world?” Ming Xiaowei thought carefully—she had encountered her in nearly every world so far.
That meant the next one was likely no exception.
“Maybe. Though there might be exceptions.” This time, Si wasn’t lying to Ming Xiaowei.
While most books on the shelf contained fragments of her soul, it wasn’t impossible for some to have perished if they were too small.
“So who is she really?” Ming Xiaowei pressed.
Si: ……
“Give it up. I’m not telling you.”
At this point, Ming Xiaowei’s imagination ran wild, and she suddenly had an epiphany.
“I know!”
Si’s heart skipped a beat.
“You must be the daughter I had with Ning Moqing in a past life, right?” Ming Xiaowei exclaimed, excited and delighted.
Si: ?
She smacked her forehead.
She had almost forgotten—she appeared before Ming Xiaowei as a little girl, so of course Ming Xiaowei wouldn’t suspect her.
“No,” Si replied through gritted teeth.
“Oh.” Ming Xiaowei’s response was icy.
This was just like someone sending you a message before bed—“I need to tell you something.”
And then they don’t say another word all night.
Absolutely infuriating.
She was itching with curiosity.
“Anyway, you told me before about my past lives—the one where I had the best luck, I had a wife, right? Is it her?”
Ming Xiaowei felt like she was getting close to the truth.
After nearly ten minutes of silence, just as Ming Xiaowei was about to reach the villa, she finally heard Si mutter an “Mm.”
So she was right.
Except in that life, she…
Oh right, she had been a man.
Now, letting her wife take the lead might seem embarrassing if word got out.
Ah, whatever. After lying low through so many worlds, she might as well keep doing it.
Xiaowei had already accepted her role and identity.
Not having to work herself to death was a pretty sweet deal.
“Xiaowei, what are you spacing out for?” Ji Cheng’s voice reached her ears.
Ming Xiaowei looked down at the water overflowing from the kettle in her hand, yelped in pain, and quickly set it aside.
See? Distractions led to mistakes.
“You okay?” Ji Cheng wheeled closer, her lips pursing slightly as she eyed Ming Xiaowei’s reddened fingertips.
“It’s fine. The water wasn’t too hot.” Ming Xiaowei dried her hands with a towel.
“Do you like the room?” Ming Xiaowei asked Ji Cheng.
The master bedroom on the second floor didn’t have a balcony, but it did have a large floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the garden and lake outside the villa.
The shimmering water was exactly the kind of view Ji Cheng loved.
“I…” She paused, then her eyes curved ever so slightly. “...love it.”
Ming Xiaowei studied Ji Cheng’s expression of approval—if Ji Cheng hadn’t spoken, she would’ve thought it was just an eyelid twitch.
So, after these days in the hospital, the sweetly smiling Ji Cheng was gone.
Replaced by… Stone-Faced Cheng.
Ming Xiaowei mentally grumbled, but she couldn’t resist asking.
“What did you mean by sending me 52 yuan?”
Ji Cheng sipped her water, her demeanor as poised and elegant as ever.
Could someone like her really blush and lose control?
Xiaowei’s mind couldn’t help but wander into wild fantasies.
“It means exactly what you think it means.” Ji Cheng lifted her gaze slightly, revealing her slender, graceful neck. Though her expression remained unreadable, Ming Xiaowei felt an irresistible pull.
She even gulped audibly.
Ji Cheng smoothly wheeled closer and reached out to close the bedroom door.
“Xiaowei…” she murmured, her eyes faintly tinged with red.
And Ming Xiaowei was already flustered.
Why close the door?
No no no, this is too much.
Wifey is being way too bold.
Ji Cheng suddenly took her hand, slowly unfurling Ming Xiaowei’s plump, fair fingers. Ming Xiaowei felt an inexplicable tension.
“I know you like me,” Ji Cheng stated abruptly.
Xiaowei: Huh?
Wait, wasn’t she asking about the 52-yuan red packet?
How did this turn into a confession?
“When I kissed you before, you didn’t resist. Does that mean… other things too?” By now, Ming Xiaowei was pressed against the wall, like a mouse cornered by a cat. She even subconsciously crouched slightly to match Ji Cheng’s height.
No, can’t look.
Too awkward. Just meeting Ji Cheng’s unusually deep, serene gaze made her ears burn.
“Look at me,” Ji Cheng commanded, gripping her hands with an unyielding tone.
“No.” Ming Xiaowei stood her ground.
Ji Cheng seemed to smile. “Fine. I won’t force you. Though I don’t understand why you like me.”
Ming Xiaowei: ???
That’s backwards.
It’s Ji Cheng who started liking her first—why was she still so damn tsundere?
Would this woman die if she stopped being tsundere?
Ming Xiaowei was seriously starting to wonder.
Maybe she really would.
“Don’t talk nonsense. You’re the one who likes me,” Ming Xiaowei retorted, turning her face away—only to realize how off she sounded.
Why was she so shy?
Or was this world’s Ji Cheng just hitting all the right notes?
Damn it!
Ming Xiaowei cursed inwardly.
Ji Cheng, however, went still, her brows slightly furrowed as if deep in thought.
After a long pause, Ming Xiaowei watched her pull out her phone.
She transferred all her money to WeChat, kept only enough for this semester’s living expenses and next year’s tuition, and sent the rest to Ming Xiaowei.
“What’s this for?” Ming Xiaowei eyed her skeptically.
“Are you embarrassed?” Ji Cheng asked.
“No, what nonsense!” Ming Xiaowei reflexively denied.
“Eyes darting, answering too fast—you’re obviously lying.” Ji Cheng hadn’t read all those books for nothing. She might not know much else, but Xiaowei’s thoughts were always written all over her face.
Ming Xiaowei: ……
“You’re bullying me.” Her voice was a mix of grievance and frustration, sticky-sweet like something straight out of a romance novel.
Ji Cheng found it oddly endearing—this version of Xiaowei was strikingly similar to the female lead in those stories.
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