Qin Yeling’s words weren’t heard only by the followers, the few well-meaning classmates who had been about to take the female lead to the infirmary snuffed out that idea as well.
Are you kidding? That was the second young master of the Qin family. If he said no one needed to bother, who would dare? Offending the Qin family over some poor student would be stupidity beyond belief.
So it wasn’t until evening, after everyone had left, that the female lead, Lin Yu, slowly came to at the bottom of the stairs. She opened her eyes gradually, and at the scene before her, her pupils constricted sharply.
What’s going on? Why is it different? In the dream, she had done exactly the same thing.
Why wasn’t he knocked down by my push? Someone beside him pulled him back, and it was someone else who fell and passed out instead.
Why is that? But it doesn’t matter, she still had many chances.
Yes, Lin Yu had been reborn, though she herself didn’t know it. She just thought it had all been a dream, one that showed her a beautiful, perfect ending.
Lin Yu’s heart was stirred, and she instinctively acted according to the dream. She wanted that dream ending too.
Moreover, deep down she felt as if she had already done all these things before and that they would all succeed. That gave her even more confidence.
In the infirmary, Ling An opened his eyes right on cue.
Qin Yeling walked in just as Ling An opened his eyes. Their gazes met, and for some reason, Qin Yeling looked away first.
The atmosphere turned a bit awkward for a moment, and Ling An spoke up to break the ice.
He sat up from the bed. The setting sun happened to stream through the window, painting the last of its glow across his face and body, making him seem warm and radiant all over.
Qin Yeling stared, momentarily dazed, his expression somewhat absent. When had this little follower become so good-looking?
Something flashed through his heart, but he didn’t notice it.
But the System did.
The System’s voice rang out in his mind: [Host, the protagonist’s favorability toward you just fluctuated abnormally.]
[He was probably moved by you. To better assist the Host in completing the mission, the System rewards the Host with an aphrodisiac effect added to your natural body scent.]
Ling An: “Nice, I was just wondering how to drug the male lead, and here this comes.”
“So the higher the male lead’s favorability toward me, the further I can go?”
[That’s right. As long as the male lead doesn’t resist violently, the Heavenly Dao won’t notice too much, and the more Heavenly Dao power you draw from him, the faster your strength recovers.]
“Good enough. You’re dismissed. Off you go.”
After finishing his mental chat with the System, Ling An turned his gaze back to Qin Yeling and said softly, “Boss? Boss, what are you thinking about?”
“N-nothing, nothing. I was thinking about that damn Wang Mengqing. The day after tomorrow he wants me to show up at the bar he invested in. Who knows what scheme he’s cooking up, it’s definitely nothing good.”
Seeing him explain so anxiously, Ling An couldn’t help bursting into laughter. That flustered little look of his was truly endearing.
Ling An’s smile was beautiful, like a spring breeze, warm and gentle, making people feel cozy inside.
“Are you going then, Boss? There isn’t a single good person in the Wang family.”
In the original plot, it really was nothing good: Qin Yeling’s drink was drugged, and Wang Mengqing had found several women from the world’s oldest profession to seduce him. But it didn’t work Qin Yeling managed to escape.
During this process, Qin Yeling encountered Lin Yu, the female lead who was working there. The two of them were like dry wood meeting a raging fire Qin Yeling simply kicked open a room door and they began their passionate affair.
Afterward, the female lead woke up, put on her clothes, and slipped away quietly.
When Qin Yeling woke up, for some reason he had forgotten what the female lead looked like, remembering only the scent of the woman who had entangled with him that night. From then on, the male lead kept searching for that scent from his memory.
He even made a dramatic mistake at first, chasing the wrong person until the female lead saved him, and he realized he had been searching for the wrong one.
Ling An smacked his lips. How melodramatic. But melodrama was good, he loved it. A pillow delivered right when sleepiness strikes.
Qin Yeling thought for a moment before saying, “Of course I’m going. If I don’t, he’ll think I’m afraid of him. It wouldn’t just be a loss of face for me, it would affect the Qin family as well.”
After all, the Wang family and the Lin family were still capable of going toe-to-toe with the Qin family. The Qins hadn’t yet achieved total dominance.
Wang Mengqing had made such a grand spectacle of inviting him extending the invitation publicly in front of all the noble daughters of the great families, and even spreading the news online that the Qin family’s second young master would be visiting a Wang family establishment.
With the Wang family making such a show of it, if he didn’t dare to attend, those who didn’t know better would assume the Qin family was weak. The impact wouldn’t be significant, but there would inevitably be some gossip and rumors. So he was definitely going.
Hearing this, Ling An lowered his head, pretended to think for a moment, then said firmly, “I see. Then can I go with you, Boss?”
Qin Yeling was about to say, You’re the sole heir of the Ling family, of course you’re qualified to attend. Why are you asking me?
But when he looked up, he met Ling An’s eyes, so full of expectation, and the words caught in his throat. He swallowed them and instead said, “Mm, you can come with me.”
“I’m heading back now. Get some good rest.” With that, Qin Yeling stood up and quickly walked out of the infirmary.
[There’s more progress! Keep up the good work, Host.]
Watching Qin Yeling’s departing figure through the window, Ling An couldn’t help but curl his lips into a smile. How adorable. It had been a long time since he’d met such a reserved beauty.
Estimating that Qin Yeling was already far away, Ling An took out his phone and dialed Uncle Zhang’s number. The call was answered quickly.
“Uncle Zhang, sorry for the wait. You can come pick me up and take me home now.”
By the time Ling An returned home, the news that he had saved the Qin family’s second young master today had already spread throughout the circle.
Ling’s father was overjoyed. He never expected that his son, who could barely get a few words in around Young Master Qin, had actually saved him today, it really gave him a boost of face.
Even those small-time conglomerates who had previously looked down on him as nouveau riche started flattering him. He couldn’t have felt more satisfied.
Perhaps because of the happy occasion, Ling’s father opened a bottle of fine wine he had always been reluctant to drink, and emboldened by the alcohol, rambled on about all sorts of things.
Father and son talked late into the night though most of it was really Ling’s father talking, while Ling An chimed in from the side, playing the role of a competent audience member who knew how to keep the conversation going.
Once his father drank himself to sleep, Ling An called Uncle Zhang to help carry him back to his room.
Only after settling this bargain father of his did he return to his own room to shower and rest.
Before sleeping, Ling An, almost as if on impulse, picked up his phone, opened Feixin, found the contact labeled “Boss Qin,” and tapped open the chat box. He discovered that the original owner and the male lead had never exchanged a single message.
There was only that one line: You are now Feixin friends. Start chatting!
It seemed the original owner really had no presence in the male lead’s eyes, the male lead probably didn’t even know he had a friend on his messaging app.
“Good night, boss. Sweet dreams.”
Send.
After sending the message, Ling An went to sleep.
He had discovered that since coming to this world, the happiest thing was sleeping straight through until morning nothing felt better.
So ever since arriving in this world, he went to bed at ten o’clock sharp, without fail.
Even when the original owner’s good-for-nothing friends invited him out, he simply ignored them.
Meanwhile, Qin Yeling, who was drinking with the wealthy young masters of various families at a bar, was a little puzzled. Who was this “Sword Flight”? Where did this chuunibyou come from?
Qin Yeling’s fingers moved a couple of times, and Sword Flight vanished from his friends list.