I Also Want to Be a Battle Angel (28)

"What are you afraid of me for? Do you not trust me at all?"

Little Wei watched as Du Ran's eyes welled up with crocodile tears. Anyone who didn’t know better would think Du Ran was some kind of saint.

But if we’re talking about saints…

Du Ran probably had nothing to do with that word in her entire life.

"You really have zero self-awareness," Little Wei said to Du Ran.

Du Ran completely ignored her.

Right now, the most important thing for her was to get a clear answer—who did Zhang Yunxiao actually like?

Hearing Du Ran’s words, Zhang Yunxiao could only sigh in exasperation.

Du Ran had a serious lack of self-awareness.

"All I can say is that your interference in my personal life has severely disrupted my normal routine," Zhang Yunxiao said coldly.

Because their apartments were so close, he hadn’t dared to get too close to any other girls all these years.

Du Ran had suffocated him for far too long.

"So… in your eyes, am I just some unwanted nuisance?"

Little Wei was so disgusted she could practically feel her goosebumps hitting the floor. Seriously, was this some kind of melodramatic soap opera?

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just get lost already. Why would anyone ever like you, you narcissistic freak?" Little Wei immediately started pointing fingers at Du Ran.

This girl had clearly lost her mind.

Ling Wanbai tugged at Little Wei’s sleeve.

Little Wei shot her a sidelong glance.

"What, you feel sorry for her?" Little Wei wanted to scream.

Whatever. Maybe this was just how women were—never satisfied with what they had, always eyeing what wasn’t theirs.

"No, just act normal," Ling Wanbai muttered, pulling at Little Wei again. Couldn’t she see Du Ran’s face turning dark with rage?

If Zhang Yunxiao weren’t here, Ling Wanbai was sure Du Ran would’ve lunged at Little Wei and bitten her head off.

And the way Little Wei had acted just now was exactly like…

A yappy little guard dog.

But Ling Wanbai didn’t dare say that out loud, or the girl would definitely throw a tantrum.

"How am I not being normal?" Little Wei snapped, annoyed.

She wanted to bite this mean Ling Wanbai to death.

"Behave." Ling Wanbai ruffled Little Wei’s hair.

Watching the two of them bicker, Du Ran’s fury boiled over. She shoved past Zhang Yunxiao and stormed off.

The box of tomatoes in Zhang Yunxiao’s arms burst open, sending the fruits tumbling down the stairs.

Little Wei put on a pitiful expression. "That crazy woman’s beyond saving. Unlike me, I’d never let your precious tomatoes go to waste."

Zhang Yunxiao’s gloomy mood instantly lifted, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

"Little Wei, don’t tease me. I never expected Du Ran to be this bold."

Then, something occurred to Little Wei.

"Oh, right, Senior Zhang, do you know Du Ran’s parents well? Are they…"

She didn’t finish, but Zhang Yunxiao understood immediately.

"I get it. I’ll talk to them. But she doesn’t have a good relationship with her parents, so I doubt she’ll listen."

Zhang Yunxiao was so stressed he felt like his prostate was swelling.

"If the Zerg really attack, it’ll be too late by then," Little Wei said, squatting in front of him.

Honestly, Zhang Yunxiao was in a tough spot. With Du Ran’s personality, if he didn’t marry her someday, she’d probably go rabid and bite someone.

Little Wei didn’t realize she was basically predicting the future.

"I still have to try," Zhang Yunxiao said, standing up.

But then Little Wei slapped him on the shoulder, making him stumble and nearly drop the tomatoes again.

"Heh heh heh."

Zhang Yunxiao was so unnerved by Little Wei’s creepy laughter that he backed against the wall, cautiously glancing at Ling Wanbai’s expressionless face.

"Uh… Little Wei, are you okay?"

He was genuinely terrified.

If Ling Wanbai lost her temper, his life might as well be over.

And that smile on Little Wei’s face? Absolutely spine-chilling.

"Of course I’m fine. I just wanted to ask—are you willing to contribute to the Federation?"

"Of course! I’m a citizen of the Federation. I’d do anything to protect it," Zhang Yunxiao said quickly.

He loved his homeland. If the Federation needed him, he’d give his life without hesitation.

"Then I’ll count on you for this. Don’t worry, Senior Zhang, I’ll help you win over girls. I’m an expert at making them happy."

Ling Wanbai gave Little Wei a skeptical look.

Yeah, right.

If Little Wei taught Zhang Yunxiao her so-called "methods," Ling Wanbai could only imagine what kind of disaster he’d become.

"Really?" Zhang Yunxiao’s eyes lit up.

Ling Wanbai: "…"

Something ridiculous was definitely about to happen.

"Of course! I’m your junior, why would I lie to you?" Little Wei kept patting his shoulder.

She hadn’t realized it before, but Zhang Yunxiao was actually really useful!

To Ling Wanbai, the scene looked like a big bad wolf tricking a naive little bunny.

And yet, people still fell for it.

"If you say so, I believe you. So… what do you need me to do?"

Zhang Yunxiao had suffered for years. He barely interacted with girls, and even when juniors at school showed interest, he never dared to look their way.

"I need you to use your charm to get evidence of her colluding with the Zerg. But if you’re not comfortable with it, forget it."

Little Wei didn’t like forcing people.

If he refused, she’d just beat Du Ran up in a dark alley. Her magic staff’s new function needed a test subject anyway.

"Wait… charm? Me?" Zhang Yunxiao was baffled.

He thought about it for a long moment.

"I’ll do it."

Ling Wanbai coughed loudly at those three words.

What the hell?

Anyone listening would think this was a wedding vow. Was there anything more absurd?

"Uh—wrong phrasing, sorry." Zhang Yunxiao scratched his head awkwardly.

"Let’s talk inside," Little Wei said, pushing open Ling Wanbai’s door.

Zhang Yunxiao gathered the fallen tomatoes back into the box before following them in.

As long as Du Ran still liked Zhang Yunxiao, she’d take the bait.

But the change in his attitude couldn’t be too sudden.

"You should get drunk. Girls can’t resist a tipsy guy, especially when he starts spilling his heart out. Just… don’t spill anything else, okay?"

Seeing Zhang Yunxiao’s unimpressed look, Little Wei coughed to cover up her less-than-pure implications.

Not that she was that kind of person.

"So what should I say?"

"Tell her you’re disappointed, that you always thought she was a good person."

Little Wei had to pause and cough again, afraid she’d gag mid-sentence.

"Something like that. Then, you ‘accidentally’ pass out at her place." Her tone was grave.

"What? That’s too much of a sacrifice!" Zhang Yunxiao wanted to scream "No way!"

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