Ruan Ruoyin fell silent for a moment.
Alright, she had forgotten about the melodramatic plot.
In this old-fashioned tragic novel, Shen Qingxue was her half-sister.
Her kidney was the most suitable match for Shen Qingxue.
Ruan Ruoyin was filled with grief and indignation, mentally stabbing Ji Minchen and Shen Qingxue countless times in her mind.
Ji Minchen seemed to sense the overly cold atmosphere between them and spoke softly, “Yinyin, let me treat you to a meal. I’ve reserved your favorite Western restaurant.”
Ruan Ruoyin retorted irritably, “No need. Keep it for you and your dog to eat together.”
She couldn’t be bothered with Ji Minchen. After hanging up, she promptly blocked his nth phone number.
Listening to the busy tone from the phone, Ji Minchen’s brows furrowed tightly, only relaxing after a long while.
Interesting.
She’d rather have him eat with a dog than share a meal with him.
In all his years, this was the first time he’d encountered a woman who repeatedly disrespected him.
As the esteemed president of the Ji Group, wasn’t he fawned over by women wherever he went?
Ji Minchen sneered and called his assistant. “Suppress the Ruan Group. I want it bankrupt within three days.”
Ruan Ruoyin dared to disrespect him like this only because she relied on her status as a wealthy heiress.
Well, he would make her fall from heaven into hell, forcing her to survive only by clinging to him.
Ji Minchen leaned back in his chair, fingers tracing Ruan Ruoyin’s photo as he curled his lips meaningfully.
Ruan Ruoyin rubbed the goosebumps that had inexplicably appeared on her arm, feeling a wave of nausea.
Damned old-fashioned tragic novel!
With her sleep disturbed, Ruan Ruoyin couldn’t fall back asleep for the time being, so she got up and ate something.
After finishing, she flopped onto the soft bed.
Thinking of Fu Ruheng’s beautiful face, Ruan Ruoyin swallowed her saliva and eagerly unlocked her phone.
Upon entering the game, Ruan Ruoyin found the Chibi Character lying by the river, covered in blood.
Ruan Ruoyin: “…”
Zaizai! Why was her Zaizai about to kick the bucket again?!
She had only slept for a while!
The Game System chimed in with a reminder: [The player slept for eight hours, which equals sixteen hours in the game.]
[Zaizai encountered a group of people trying to kill and steal goods.]
[To protect the Storage Ring, Zaizai fought back with all his might and killed them.]
Ruan Ruoyin choked up, “And then Zaizai was severely injured?”
The Game System broke into a sweat, [No, no, no. Zaizai was just too tired and fell asleep. The blood on him belongs to the bad guys.]
The tears that had gathered in Ruan Ruoyin’s eyes dissipated halfway. “You scared me. I thought Zaizai was about to die.”
Game System: …
Knowing that Zaizai was fine, Ruan Ruoyin felt relieved.
She lovingly poked the Chibi Character on the screen.
The Chibi Character’s eyelashes were dark and thick, complementing his soft, fair little face, making him look as delicate as a doll.
Ruan Ruoyin’s heart melted into a pool of spring water.
She moved the river water to gently wash away the bloodstains on the Chibi Character’s wrist.
This revealed a small red mole on his wrist.
The pinkish-red mole stood out against his jade-like skin, looking incredibly beautiful.
Ruan Ruoyin couldn’t help but let out a strange “slurp” sound.
Perhaps because of the strange noise Ruan Ruoyin made, Fu Ruheng, who hadn’t been asleep for long, woke up.
He pressed his aching temples, his raven-feather-like long lashes fluttering slightly.
His gaze paused briefly on his wrist.
He remembered clearly that before passing out, his wrist had been covered in bloodstains, nothing like the cleanliness he saw now.
Had that person appeared again?
Fu Ruheng was lost in thought.
He was deeply puzzled by that person’s appearance.
There was nothing special about his wrist, so why did that person specifically want to wash his wrist?
Fu Ruheng touched his wrist, the small raised mark stirring his thoughts.
A red mole?
Did that person like it?
Fu Ruheng’s expression darkened.
He thought of his previous life, where many powerful individuals coveted his appearance, using various methods to try and possess his body.
That person must be the same.
Otherwise, Fu Ruheng couldn’t imagine what else about him would be worth that person’s attention.
Fu Ruheng walked to the riverbank, where the clear lake water reflected his face.
Ethereally beautiful, enchanting and soul-stirring.
Even at its coldest, his peach blossom eyes held a faint crimson hue, silently seductive.
If he didn’t have this face…
Would that person still appear?
A fish swiftly swam past, ripples spreading in circles across the water’s surface.
Realizing what he was thinking, Fu Ruheng’s expression grew even darker.
It was just someone who didn’t dare show their face—why should he care whether that person liked his appearance?
Even if they did like his face, so what?
Once he gained strength, he would repay a hundredfold what that person had given him.
That was all.
Fu Ruheng washed the bloodstains from his body, flicked his sleeve, and left, his retreating figure carrying a hint of fleeing in disarray.
Outside the screen, Ruan Ruoyin blinked, grinding her teeth with excitement.
Did Zaizai specifically run to the lake to admire his own face? Was he being vain?!
Ruan Ruoyin felt utterly charmed.
This was just too adorable.
The chibi character’s expressions were cute and lively, nothing like a stiff paper cutout!
If this game released a merchandise bundle, she’d buy ten thousand copies right away!
Ruan Ruoyin unwrapped a candy and popped it into her mouth, then searched online for information about the game. She wanted to see which company developed it and ask if they had plans for merchandise.
However, no matter how she searched, she couldn’t find any trace of the game.
Not even major game stores had it listed.
Ruan Ruoyin was stunned. She logged back in and asked the game system, “Why can’t I find any information about this game?”
The game system replied guiltily:
【Because the game is currently in closed beta, users are selected randomly. Due to confidentiality measures, no information about our game can be found online.】
Ruan Ruoyin pondered, “I see.”
“Then I’m quite lucky to have been chosen by your game company.”
The game system awkwardly changed the subject: 【Player, you have an unclaimed first-purchase gift pack. Would you like to claim it?】
Ruan Ruoyin’s eyes lit up. “Is it free?”
The game system replied firmly: 【It’s free.】
Ruan Ruoyin sucked on her candy, her eyes curving into crescents. “What’s in the first-purchase gift pack?”
【It can increase Zaizai’s Luck Value, greatly improving his chances of encountering opportunities.】
Luck Value!
Ruan Ruoyin’s eyes shone even brighter. Luck Value was a wonderful thing—if a supporting character in a story gained a large amount of Luck Value, they could potentially overturn their fate and become the protagonist.
In the cultivation world, the benefits brought by Luck Value were countless, even more impressive than having an extraordinary talent.
Ruan Ruoyin urged, “Claim it quickly! Give it to Zaizai!”
The game system worked efficiently: 【First-purchase gift pack claimed!】
【Ding! Zaizai’s Luck Value has increased!】
Fu Ruheng’s steps faltered for a moment.
He had an inexplicable feeling that his luck had risen significantly.
Yet in his previous life at the age of eighteen, his fortune had been like a withered old tree, utterly lifeless.
He clearly remembered that the moment he truly possessed fortune was the day he awakened his Special Bloodline.
But in this life, how could it be…
Fu Ruheng bit the tip of his tongue, the sharp pain only making his thoughts more chaotic.
He then thought of the person who had healed his injuries, given him the blood lotus and the Storage Ring.
Could it be related to that person?
Was it because that person had done something that these mysterious and elusive fortunes had come to him?
A flicker of confusion passed through Fu Ruheng’s eyes.
He had never encountered anyone who was kind to him without reason.
Since childhood, he had grown up through constant struggle, encountering only wicked people who wished to devour his flesh and blood.
Even after becoming the Demon Lord, those he met were all skilled in scheming, merely flattering him.
He had strived to climb to a high position only to avoid being trampled underfoot once more.
For tens of thousands of years, he had not lived happily at all.
To be precise, ever since he gained self-awareness, he had never tasted the flavor of happiness.
So, what was the meaning of him returning to this life?
To repeat the same dull and monotonous existence?
Fu Ruheng staggered and leaned against a tree, his pitch-black long hair curling gently as it brushed against his cheeks. His almost transparently pale skin complemented his thin, crimson lips perfectly.
He tilted his head back, gazing at the dappled shadows filtering through the leaves, his eyes vacant and lost.
Ruan Ruoyin grabbed a bag of chips from the snack cabinet and lay back down on the bed, only to find Zaizai looking up at the sky with a deeply contemplative expression.
She nearly burst out laughing. “From this angle, looking so melancholy—could he be pondering the meaning of life?”
As soon as she finished speaking, a round bubble appeared above the Chibi Character’s forehead on the screen.
“Want to die.”