12 Actively exposing one’s own incriminating evidence
–System! System?
[I’m here, Host.]
–Huangfu Wenqing isn’t following the script, she’s not calling off the wedding. How am I supposed to act this out?
[The system suggests the host can get her to call off the wedding in his own way.]
–Are you messing with me?
[The system has great affection for the host, mwah~]
“……”
Yan Zhen felt exhausted. Other people’s systems were amazingly powerful, but his was useless, only speaking nonsense and going “mwah~”.
He’s not a cute girl, who wants a bunch of code blowing kisses at him?
Nevermind, he’ll have to rely on himself.
Stay calm, analyze.
First, why did Huangfu Wenqing make confession-like remarks and forcibly kiss him?
Does she really like him? Not likely.
As Huangfu Wenqing said, they’ve only met three times.
Although Yan Zhen is very handsome, he’s not handsome enough to be a human aphrodisiac.
Taking a step back, even if she fell for him at first sight, given her arrogant personality, she wouldn’t confess proactively, let alone forcibly kiss him in his room, would she? She’s not a crazy girl!
The great detective Sherlock Holmes once said: “Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth.”
–Indeed, it must be a seductress ploy for the purpose of calling off the marriage!
Obviously, she first pretended to take the initiative. Once she provoked a reaction from him and turned him into a beast, her attitude would make a 180-degree turn. She’d cry “sexual harassment”, creating the illusion that he suddenly lost control and assaulted her.
This Huangfu Wenqing actually went so far as to use even kissing in order to call off the marriage. She’s really going all out!
He almost fell for her honeyed words. Fortunately, as an outstanding actor himself, he saw through her act!
Thinking about it, he should have taken the initiative and feigned being the one losing control, playing along with her act.
It’s a pity he didn’t react in time and was interrupted by Yan Meng’Er. What a missed opportunity!
This Yan Meng’Er, always improvising unnecessarily. Next time her chicken legs will be docked.
So what should he do now?
Huangfu Wenqing used the seductress ploy to catch him in a compromising act, using that as justification to properly call off the marriage. If he proactively provides the evidence to incrimate himself, wouldn’t that work?
Exactly! Yan Zhen had a sudden realization and quickly formulated a plan.
The two women beside him were worried that he was still angry, seeing him sitting there quietly drinking tea.
Yan Meng’Er came over first, grabbing Yan Zhen’s arm, half pleading half coyly:
“Cousin~ Meng’Er was wrong to cause a ruckus in your room. Meng’Er knows her mistake, will you forgive Meng’Er?”
She wanted to say more, but suddenly Yan Zhen stretched out his long arm, pulling her petite waist towards him.
“Yaah~”
Yan Zhen’s sudden move caused Yan Meng’Er to let out a sweet yelp. Losing her balance, she fell onto Yan Zhen’s lap, leaning against his chest.
This abrupt bliss left Yan Meng’Er stunned.
What’s going on? Cousin Yan Zhen actually took the initiative to embrace her? Is…is she dreaming?
However, Yan Zhen’s entrancing aura, as well as the faint warmth from her waist and buttocks, reminded her that this was reality.
“Cou…Cousin?”
Yan Meng’Er’s cheeks flushed red as she gazed at Yan Zhen in pleasant surprise.
Yan Zhen felt the exquisite softness and elasticity in his hands and on his legs. The maiden’s fragrance was also teasing his nostrils, causing inappropriate thoughts to arise.
Thankfully, he had extremely high self-discipline as an actor, barely suppressing his adolescent impulses. With a gentle smile befitting a graceful gentleman, he said:
“Silly girl, why would I be angry at you? You’re my beloved cousin, my dear Meng’Er.”
As he spoke, he extended his index finger, lightly sliding it across Yan Meng’Er’s lips before slipping it into her mouth.
“Cousin~”
Yan Zhen’s tender words had Yan Meng’Er’s heart melting.
She obediently parted her red, luscious lips, taking his finger into her mouth and allowing the pad of his finger to brush across her teeth and tease her pink tongue.
The lively maiden’s eyes were like a rippling spring, her gaze filled with strands of affection and charm as she gazed adoringly at her beloved.
Huangfu Wenqing was stunned by this sudden act playing out before her.
This…this…Yan Meng’Er and Yan Zhen were actually doing such lewd things right in front of her!
“What…what are you two doing?!”
Hearing his fiancée’s questioning, Yan Zhen seemed to come to his senses. He pulled his finger, glistening with saliva, out of Yan Meng’Er’s mouth and asked puzzledly:
“What’s wrong, Wenqing?”
“You’re asking me what’s wrong? You…you and Yan Meng’Er are cousins, why would you…why would you still–“
Huangfu Wenqing felt both embarrassed, indignant, yet also a tinge of envy.
“–You two…can’t do that!”
“What’s the problem? Yan Meng’Er is my slave, it’s normal to engage in intimate little games.” Yan Zhen appeared nonchalant as he used that wet finger to gently lift Yan Meng’Er’s chin. “Isn’t that right, Meng’Er?”
Yan Meng’Er looked like she had been properly trained, her face flushed as she said:
“Yes, Meng’Er is Cousin Yan Zhen’s slave. He can do anything he wants to Meng’Er~”
“You like me doing this?”
“I like it~”
Yan Meng’Er shyly replied as she looped her arms around Yan Zhen’s neck.
“Cousin, I want more~”
“You’re insatiable.”
Seeing Yan Zhen’s doting expression and Yan Meng’Er’s obedient puppy-like behavior, Huangfu Wenqing felt gutted. She thought by being reborn she could get a head start, but Yan Meng’Er had already beaten her to it?
“Do…do you two do this kind of thing often? If Uncle Yan Lie finds out, he’ll definitely be furious!”
–That’s right, so use this as evidence to threaten me into calling off the marriage! Hahaha~~~
Yan Zhen, thinking his act was flawless, felt smug inwardly but outwardly remained engrossed in toying with the innocent maiden’s lips.
“If you don’t say anything, I won’t say anything, and Meng’Er won’t either. Grandfather won’t find out.”
“That’s right.”
Yan Meng’Er mumbled in agreement around the finger in her mouth. She then glanced sideways at Huangfu Wenqing, the corner of her mouth curving into an arrogant smirk.
It was the victor’s disdain for the defeated.
Huangfu Wenqing’s competitive spirit was instantly ignited.
She frowned tightly, biting her lower lip, staring intently at the intimate pair.
After a moment, as if having made a decision, she loudly exclaimed:
“I want that too!”
Go on, go tattle, quick–wait, what did you say?
Yan Zhen blinked to make sure he hadn’t misheard and quickly asked:
“Wenqing, what do you want too?”
Huangfu Wenqing’s face flushed as she mustered her courage and said:
“I want to engage in those intimate little games with you too.”
Having said that, she sat down next to Yan Zhen, closed her eyes, leaned her face in close with her vermilion lips slightly parted, as if welcoming his finger’s exploration.
Such boldness from a breathtaking beauty would normally drive any man wild with desire. But Yan Zhen’s expression stiffened, as if struck by lightning.
What the hell! The point was the little games? It was supposed to be evidence, dammit!
Wasn’t she supposed to use this evidence to force him to call off the wedding? Now that he was voluntarily exposing this evidence, she just brushed it off and went with it instead? What’s going on!
Just how much do you enjoy playing these little games?
Yan Zhen was on the verge of a breakdown.
Truck-kun! Where are you!? I need to smack some sense in this idiot!