Chapter 71
Chapter 71
"Sir, you didn't have to give me such a big surprise, even if today is our third wedding anniversary."
She pretended to be moved and walked over, her cat-like eyes sparkling with a charming glow.
[Who knows what day it was]
Qi Weiran couldn't say anything, he could only pretend to be calm and nod, signaling Yi Qingju to sit across from him.
She obediently walked to the other side, and as soon as she sat down, she vaguely sensed a certain gaze, turned her head, and met a pair of eyes glowing green, even filled with various negative emotions.
Yi Qingju exclaimed in surprise, "Why is there a green-eyed person here, is it in the late stage?"
[You bastard! It's you!]
Qi Weiran was surprised that she guessed this person's identity so quickly.
But only Yi Qingju knew that after she came in, the little Xiao Jiji had been stomping on her head, frantically shouting in her mind: [It's him—it's him—our Book-crosser~The third person~]
Yi Qingju was about to go deaf, so she took it down from her head directly.
Qi Weiran's sharp eyes saw that little green thing, and he couldn't help but rub his fingertips with longing.
Cute.
The discarded Xiao Jiji, seeing Qi Weiran, had its green bean eyes shining.
[This is not Qi Weiran]
[Salutations—Your Highness the God of Wealth!]
So Qi Weiran looked at the turtle running towards him at a rabbit-like speed with an incredulous gaze.
"Sir, it seems to really like you—"
[Your money]
Seeing the little green-headed Xiao Jiji nuzzling Qi Weiran's fingers, Yi Qingju smiled brightly.
Having kept and lost many small animals since childhood, Qi Weiran, who had always run away with his legs dangling at the sight of dogs, encountered a friendly little creature for the first time in his life.
Seeing the happy family scene of the couple and the turtle, the human trafficker: "......"
He was a dog, but these two were really not human.
Eating is one thing, but now they're showing off their affection!
Good food and wine, plus an enchanting beauty, this is the ultimate dream of so many men.
The human trafficker's eyes not only turned green, but he was also glowing red with envy.
When Yi Qingju accidentally glanced at his appearance while reaching for the wine glass, she turned her head to look at Qi Weiran again.
[Good lord, with the red and green, add Qi Weiran, you two should form a band called "Traffic Light", I'll vote for one ticket, tomorrow Qi Weiran will debut~]
Qi Weiran: "......"
He gave Wan Sui a look, and the latter understood, quickly walking over and snatching the wine glass from Yi Qingju's hand.
Yi Qingju, who hadn't tasted the liquid yet: "?"
She asked Wan Sui with her eyes: What are you doing, brat?
Wan Sui replied: The master orders, the servant must obey.
Qi Weiran, watching the two exchange glances: ?
"Madam, this wine has a high alcohol content and is not a good wine, the taste is bitter. Drink this one, it looks better."
Showcasing his magician skills again, Wan Sui brought a cup of red tea from somewhere unknown.
Yi Qingju sniffed it, and it even had milk added.
Seeing that transparent-colored wine, Yi Qingju could only nod obediently due to her persona: "Okay."
But in her heart, she was muttering: [Why is it hot though, an iced red wine would be the most refreshing at this time.]
Qi Weiran lowered his head, continuing to eat with one hand while playing with the turtle with the other.
She's about to have her period, why drink iced red wine.
Qi Weiran, who would take out those surveillance videos to watch whenever he had time, found that every month during those few days, a certain person who was usually as mischievous as a monkey would have a pale complexion, and Auntie Zhang would cook her a bowl of brown sugar water with ginger slices and wolfberry to drink.
Sensing something, Qi Weiran quietly noted down that date.
"Qi Weiran, do you know why we want to kill you?"
The originally harmonious atmosphere was broken by the sudden words of the human trafficker.
Yi Qingju keenly noticed that he said "we".
[He has accomplices!?]
She turned to look at Qi Weiran's expression, but unfortunately, Yi Qingju didn't see any emotion on his face, not knowing whether he was hiding it too well or if he really had no reaction.
Seeing that Qi Weiran seemed to not have heard what he said, the human trafficker persisted, "You don't know yet, you seem to be able to live until fifty, but your limit is in your forties, hahahahaha."
Yi Qingju's pupils suddenly contracted, using the excuse of drinking tea to conceal her shock.
The Xiao Jiji staying by Qi Weiran's side abruptly raised its head and looked at Yi Qingju across from them: [Confirmed! She is the Book-crosser! Only the Book-crosser would know that Qi Weiran would die in his forties!!]
Wan Sui, standing behind Qi Weiran, immediately gave the others a look.
He was someone Qi Weiran had personally brought and was his assistant, and with the atmosphere being so tense, the few of them went out on their own accord.
Qi Weiran put down his fork, lightly wiped his lips with a napkin, and raised his eyes to look at the human trafficker whom he had completely ignored, his amber eyes filled with impatience and even a hint of annoyance as if walking on thin ice.
"Elaborate," he said coldly.
The words he said made the other person want to continue, but his tone and expression seemed to show no interest at all, making it hard to fathom what this man was thinking.
The human trafficker's eyes flickered for a moment.
Thinking that this man, who was given a peaceful land by the male lead in the original book, was indeed inscrutable.
Qi Weiran examined the other person's eyes.
Come to think of it, with him added, they really did resemble a traffic light.
"You don't know, do you? You're not actually sick, the genetic disease is completely fake. You actually—"
Yi Qingju's attention followed.
[Actually?]
But the human trafficker's words stopped at the most crucial point, then he laughed sinisterly, his voice eerie: "Give me some food, and let me go, then I'll tell you."
Qi Weiran calmly asked, "What if I don't?"
Seeing that he took the bait, the other person's eyes flashed with a victorious smile: "Then even if you kill me, you'll never know the truth."
Qi Weiran stood up: "Wan Sui, take the madam back first."
Wan Sui seemed to know what was about to happen and nodded, then walked over to Yi Qingju: "Madam, let's go."
Yi Qingju stood up, her gaze fixed on Qi Weiran: [He's definitely lying to you, don't believe him!]
As she moved her lips, about to say something, the usually soft-spoken Xiao Jiji suddenly became shrill at some unknown time: [Host! You can't say it! You'll be punished by the System inside you! The Original Host Yi Qingju had no idea about this!]
Yi Qingju bit her lip.
Damn, she couldn't just watch Qi Weiran being deceived like that.
The only thing I'm afraid of is that Qi Weiran, with his severe phobia of monsters, would just let that big idiot Book-crosser go, nothing more.
"Sir, don't... believe him!... He... He's deceiving you!"
[Warning! Host Yi Qingju detected engaging in OOC behavior, initiating electric shock punishment now!]
Almost at the very second that damned mechanical voice spoke, she didn't even get to see Qi Weiran's expression before she rushed out the door.
Crouching down in front, she seemed to hear a gunshot, then her whole body started shaking in pain, her consciousness instantly becoming unclear.
Perhaps because this mistake she made was more severe than ordinary OOC behavior, this electric shock was an unprecedented level of pain.
In her blurred vision, she seemed to fall into a warm embrace, that person holding her and calling her name, his voice laced with urgency and concern.
In the second before she fell into complete darkness, Yi Qingju thought—
[Thanks Wan Sui, you're a good person, I'll tell Qi Weiran to give you a raise later]
[Of course, don't expect too much from me, I might just be saying it.]
Originally wishing to sprout wings for herself, Qi Weiran glared fiercely at Wan Sui, who was running alongside her.
Wan Sui: ?
After dealing with an important company matter, the boss suddenly glared at me.
What could this be about? I'm desperately seeking answers online.