“Boom!”
A massive clap of thunder crashed down.
Mu Qinqin showed not the slightest fear. She was just about to gather her spiritual energy to block it when she realized her spiritual power was completely gone!!!
Whose doing it was could not have been more obvious.
A wise person knows when to yield.
So—
Mu Qinqin instantly raised her index finger as well and flashed a peace sign at the sky.
A true hero doesn’t suffer immediate losses.
She even put on a sweet smile.
But the dark clouds above the roof continued rumbling ominously. Gritting her teeth, Mu Qinqin finally curled down two fingers and raised a thumbs-up, shamelessly flashing a row of white teeth. “Old Heavenly Dao, you’re absolutely awesome!”
Only then did the storm clouds disperse.
Mu Qinqin rubbed her aching waist from the fall before looking at the man in front of her—cold and handsome, with sharp features, a tall figure, and currently unconscious.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs. His physique was incredible. She couldn’t see his abs, but she had touched them when she fell earlier, and the feel of them was unbelievably good.
Then she glanced at the man’s half-open collar.
She had accidentally pulled it open earlier.
Feeling slightly embarrassed, she reached out to close his collar.
Unfortunately—
The moment her hand touched his collar, the man who had been knocked unconscious opened his dark eyes.
Sensing Mu Qinqin’s face so close to his and her hand resting on his collar, the man’s aura darkened.
“Wait, things aren’t what you think. I was trying to… wait a second?!”
Mu Qinqin’s words halted when she met the man’s calm, unreadable eyes. A thought suddenly surfaced in her mind.
“What’s your name?”
“Si Chengchen.” After a moment of silence, the man finally spoke in a low, hoarse voice.
Holy crap?
Wasn’t this her beloved fictional husband?
Mu Qinqin’s hand, which had been trying to close his collar, immediately changed direction and yanked it open again. Her eyes locked straight onto his chest.
There really was a red mole on the left side of his chest!
The novel had described it before.
She had thought it sounded incredibly sexy back then.
She never expected to actually see it in person! The crimson mole was dazzlingly vivid and strangely seductive.
The man clearly hadn’t expected such a bold move from her. His dark eyes widened slightly, making his usually cold and narrow gaze look unexpectedly rounder.
It somehow made him look a little cute.
“I’m a man!”
His deep voice, tinged with awkwardness, fell beside Mu Qinqin’s ear. There was less coldness now and more contrastive charm.
Only then did she realize she had accidentally said the word “cute” out loud.
“Of course I know.” Mu Qinqin’s gaze drifted leisurely across the man’s waist and abdomen before she nodded seriously at him. “Very manly.”
Si Chengchen froze, and after processing her words, the tips of his ears quietly reddened.
“Get off.”
“Oh.”
Reluctantly, Mu Qinqin stole one more glance at the red mole on his chest before climbing off him.
She also wanted to continue following the plot.
But in the original story, the original owner of this body had died.
Then Chang Qiuyue had brought people over to catch them in the act, trying to accuse Si Chengchen of immoral relations between a man and woman. Unexpectedly, not only did they “catch” him with a woman, they also discovered the original Mu Qinqin’s corpse, and the blame was entirely pinned on Si Chengchen.
And so began his tragic life.
Now that the original owner was dead and probably dragged away by Heavenly Dao to work like a slave somewhere, with her taking over the body instead, the next step was probably Chang Qiuyue coming to catch them red-handed.
Looking somewhat regretfully at the man whose hands were bound behind his back, clothes disheveled and half-open, with even a faint red scratch from her nails across his skin, Mu Qinqin blinked before reluctantly untying him.
Whether it was because the drug Chang Qiuyue used was taking effect or something else, Si Chengchen’s breathing had become uneven and rapid, and the corners of his eyes were faintly red.
Even if Chang Qiuyue came now and didn’t see Mu Qinqin, just seeing him like this would definitely be enough to slap a scandalous label on him. Thinking of this, Mu Qinqin spread out her hand, and a faint glow flashed at her waist.
A red fruit quietly appeared in her palm.
Stuffing the fruit toward the man’s lips, she said, “Eat it. It clears heat and detoxifies. Oral… fruit.”
She swallowed the words “oral liquid” halfway through. The moment she saw the man eat the fruit, not only did his condition not improve, his face became even redder.
“Not working?” Mu Qinqin was genuinely puzzled.
That shouldn’t be possible.
Even though her spiritual power had been sealed—
This was her personal storage space.
It had recognized her as its master. Heavenly Dao probably couldn’t replace the contents inside.
Si Chengchen didn’t hear a word she said. He only instinctively chewed the fruit, his lips seeming to retain the softness and faint fragrance of the girl’s fingertips—a sweet fruity scent.
His eyes couldn’t see clearly, allowing him only a blurry outline of a slender figure.
Because he couldn’t see, his other senses had become much sharper.
The lingering tremor from when the girl had tugged his collar and brushed across his chest earlier, and the soft touch of her fingertips against his lips just now…
He was certain.
The girl before him had done it deliberately.
This was the first time he had ever encountered such a bold girl.
“Comrade…” Feeling the strange heat in his body gradually fading, Si Chengchen finally spoke again in a hoarse voice, desperately ignoring the burning sensation lingering on his lips.
“Mu Qinqin.” Calling her “comrade” over and over felt too distant.
So Mu Qinqin directly introduced herself.
“Comrade Mu.” Only after a long pause did Si Chengchen finally address her as she stared at him expectantly.
The moment he said it, Mu Qinqin’s face instantly fell.
The road ahead was long for her fictional husband.
Hearing the sigh beside him, Si Chengchen’s fingers curled slightly at his side, a strange feeling surfacing in his heart. Though he couldn’t see the girl clearly, he could sense her standing gracefully before him. Her hair was soft—he knew because it had brushed against his chin earlier.
She was probably a very beautiful girl.
Mu Qinqin…
Si Chengchen silently repeated the name in his heart.
There wasn’t any girl with that name in the village.
She was probably one of the educated youths from the youth center.
The abnormal heat in his body today, along with the appearance of this girl, made Si Chengchen realize he had definitely been schemed against. It didn’t matter much for him, but for her…
If word got out, her reputation would be ruined.
“I’ll escort you out.”
He spoke in a low voice.
Nothing truly inappropriate had happened between them just now.
If he sent her away now, her reputation could still be preserved. He understood the educated youths well—they all wanted to return to the city, not remain trapped in this rural village.
“But I took advantage of you. Shouldn’t I take responsibility?” Mu Qinqin’s words brought the man’s footsteps to a halt.
Si Chengchen turned toward the blurry figure.
Though he couldn’t see her clearly, he could distinctly sense that she was smiling.
“I’m a man…” Si Chengchen repeated the same sentence again.
What he actually meant was that since he was the man, he should be the one taking responsibility—not her.
But Mu Qinqin deliberately twisted his meaning again. “I know. I already saw it earlier.”
Saw what?
Si Chengchen instinctively wanted to ask, but hurried footsteps and voices outside the door interrupted him.
His expression immediately turned cold.