"We didn’t, we just wanted to know..." Little Wei began to explain.
"Shut up," Li Xunle snapped angrily.
There’s some truth to the saying, "Don’t preach kindness without experiencing another’s suffering."
Even Zhao Ming couldn’t bring himself to advise Li Xunle.
After all, even if history had been altered, the present era wasn’t so bad. But at this moment, he realized that the Heavenly Dao simply wanted to eliminate an anomaly.
Perhaps, in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, that prime minister was its own flesh and blood.
And when one’s own child dies suddenly, vengeance is only natural.
Little Wei silently closed her mouth.
"You can be angry, but don’t take it out on him. I’m the one who did everything," Little Wei said, watching Zhao Ming’s flushed face, afraid Li Xunle might lose control and strangle him.
This matter had nothing to do with Zhao Ming, and Little Wei didn’t want to drag him into it.
Li Xunle scoffed lightly and let go.
"Even so, those people had nothing to do with your situation. There was no need to go as far as killing them," Little Wei said.
But she regretted the words as soon as they left her mouth.
In the end, everyone was just trying to survive—those who took action were no different. The truly clever ones were hiding in the shadows.
Was there really no way for both sides to win?
Little Wei frowned.
"You’re hilarious," Li Xunle said to her.
Little Wei: "..."
Don’t get angry.
"What do you want, then?" Little Wei was ready to give up.
"They wanted to kill me, so I had to strike first," Li Xunle said coldly.
Little Wei was speechless. "I think you’ve read too many power fantasy novels. Be a good girl and stop reading that garbage—it rots your brain."
Li Xunle: "..."
"I don’t read that kind of stuff," Li Xunle frowned, feeling an inexplicable sense of absurdity.
"So why be so stubborn? Wouldn’t it be better to just go on a trip? Honestly, those people can’t even track you online. Wouldn’t traveling be way more fun?" Little Wei suggested.
Li Xunle paused, staring at her with a strange expression.
"This idea..."
"Isn’t it great? Isn’t it?" Little Wei’s eyes sparkled.
She thought her plan was absolutely brilliant.
"This idea is utterly stupid."
Little Wei decided that talking to Li Xunle was the stupidest thing she could do.
"Zhao Ming, let’s go. Forget about her. She can do whatever she wants," Little Wei bristled.
She had zero desire to stay with this idiot any longer.
Ugh, maybe I should just stay single till I die.
Zhao Ming struggled free from Li Xunle’s grip but hadn’t even taken a step before Li Xunle blocked Little Wei’s path.
"Where do you think you’re going?" Li Xunle grabbed her hand. "You’re my pet. You’re supposed to be on my side."
"I’m your dad," Little Wei snapped.
She hated being called a pet. She was a person, not someone’s property.
"What’s wrong with you?" Li Xunle seemed genuinely confused.
"I saved you. Why are you opposing me?"
"Just shut up already. I’m not opposing you—I’m trying to save you," Little Wei pressed her hand against Li Xunle’s lips, pushing her back against the door.
Li Xunle’s back hit the wood, her gaze lingering on the soft-spoken girl before her. A thoughtful glint flickered in her eyes.
"I get it now," she suddenly said.
Little Wei was baffled.
"Get what?"
"My pet has grown up and wants to rebel," Li Xunle said flatly, though a faint smirk tugged at her lips.
Little Wei: "Fck dnjd—" (a string of garbled frustration)
She really wanted to curse. As if she were some disobedient child—no, disobedient pet.
"I’m done talking to you. I’m leaving. If you don’t want to travel, fine, I’ll go. Do whatever you want."
Mission failed? Whatever. I can’t stop her anyway. And she calls herself a demigod?
Did she even realize that killing all those hosts would only provoke the powerful system corporations? Those companies definitely had actual gods on their side. Crushing Li Xunle would be child’s play.
Little Wei tried to leave again, but Li Xunle still wouldn’t let go.
"What the hell do you want?" Little Wei was ready to scream.
Seriously?!
Was she not letting her leave just to toss her onto the bed and play with her?
Some demigod manners.
Li Xunle suddenly pulled her into an embrace. Little Wei’s cheeks puffed in irritation, but she still lightly patted Li Xunle’s back.
"Don’t be upset. I swear I didn’t mean for things to turn out this way. I just wanted to care for you."
Before this, she truly hadn’t known things would escalate like this.
But based on Li Xunle’s memories, she should remember her—she’d just mistaken her for someone else. The root of the problem lay there.
"Don’t mind her. She’s just a bit slow," Si’s voice whispered in Little Wei’s ear.
But the words, meant to comfort, only made her feel worse.
Li Xunle had been wronged. She was just too proud to cry in front of Zhao Ming.
Meanwhile, Zhao Ming tactfully climbed out through the window—since it was just a single-story house, it wasn’t a problem.
"You… care about me?" Li Xunle’s voice was faint, almost disbelieving.
"Would I lie to you?" Little Wei huffed. "If I’m lying, you’re a pig."
Li Xunle: "?"
"Watch your tone when speaking to me."
Little Wei: "???"
Hmph.
"No. Aren’t pets supposed to be pampered?"
People called their cats "royalty" for a reason. Even if she’d never owned one, everyone she knew spoiled theirs rotten.
So why was she treated like some unwanted thing?
"Just bring out Li Jiewei instead. I like her better," Little Wei said, her tone bratty and unreasonable.
But Li Xunle wasn’t about to indulge her.
"You’re my pet. Li Jiewei was just taking care of you for me."
"Aren’t you the same person?" Little Wei was baffled.
"Does it matter? It was my consciousness that saved you," Li Xunle said with the natural arrogance of a demigod.
"Wait, then how did you become a demigod?" Little Wei frowned.
That part hadn’t been explained earlier.
Li Xunle chuckled, ruffling Little Wei’s hair and giving it a playful tug.
"Just obey me."
"You’re this controlling?" Little Wei wanted to scream.
Ugh, can’t control freaks just drop dead already?
"No. You’ve always been my pet."
Little Wei: "..."
Before she could react, Li Xunle kissed her forehead.
"You have to listen to your master."
Little Wei: "???"
Die. Right now.
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ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
