Huh?
You’re a girl, how can you smear yourself like that just to frame me?
Fei Yangyao stood frozen. Listen, seriously—does that even sound like human speech? That’s complete reverse logic!
Instinctively, due to his past-life experiences, he scanned the surroundings. And shockingly, he realized—there were no surveillance cameras here?
Next time, he’d make sure every store had full coverage.
“Anyway, I won’t get married until I’ve achieved success in my career. I don’t care about this kind of thing. So what?”
The long-buried feelings of helplessness, loneliness, and uncertainty had all erupted just now. Gu Xiyue wasn’t even sure what changed inside her, but something definitely shifted—especially when it came to Fei Yangyao.
Fei Yangyao felt trapped.
Why was the female lead threatening him now?
Who’s the villain again?
She’s supposed to be the female lead!
“Uh, okay… okay. If I behave well, then you won’t tell anyone except the three of us, alright? But what exactly counts as ‘behave well’?” For the sake of his life—and the grand cause of not dying under the Heavenly Dao—Fei Yangyao had no choice but to compromise.
“Depends on your performance.”
Yep. Perfectly useless words. Absolute, flawless nonsense.
“Then, Xiyue, can you tell me what’s wrong?” he asked, nervously watching her eyes, scared she’d start crying again.
His character might be one that only bows to force and not kindness—but in truth, he was the opposite.
Having such a beautiful female lead cry in front of him? He really couldn’t handle that.
“It’s nothing.”
She wouldn’t say, but Fei Yangyao could more or less guess.
According to the plotline, she should be in the middle of a business deal worth 50 million yuan falling through—snatched away by a rival.
Maybe that’s why she’s upset?
Maybe there were other factors too?
Forget it. If she won’t say now, he’d ask again later.
“Then hurry back to the office. Your colleagues must be panicking since you’ve been gone all day, right?”
Crisis cleared, Young Master Fei was desperate to get rid of her. He really wasn’t used to this whole simp routine—he never played that part in his past life.
“It’s fine. Things aren’t that busy lately. Why are you so eager to send me away? So you can continue your little date with her?” Gu Xiyue stared straight at Fei Yangyao, trying to read any guilt off his face.
“No, she’s my subordinate.”
“Subordinate? A subordinate that pretty?” She gave Jiang Anran a sweeping look, the suspicion in her eyes growing stronger.
“Hello, Miss Gu. I’m the Young Master’s maid. I handle his daily affairs,” Jiang Anran replied politely—if you ignored the subtle bite in her tone.
“Mm-hmm.” Fei Yangyao broke into a cold sweat for no reason.
Inwardly, he was crying. He was supposed to be the villain! So why did it feel like he’d stepped into a full-blown Shura field?!
Was this first meeting between these two women doomed to turn into a battlefield?
“Do you actually like me or not?” Gu Xiyue suddenly turned to confront him again.
“Of course I do. I’m your loyal simp!” he replied instantly.
“That tone doesn’t sound like you do. Everything that happened today and yesterday tells me you don’t like me anymore!”
“Why would you think that?”
Did I say something wrong?
Fei Yangyao felt this whole scene was completely absurd. Having never dated across two lifetimes, he was utterly unequipped to handle this.
“Then say, ‘I like you.’”
“I like you,” he said helplessly.
“Then fire her!”
“Ah?” Women are unreasonable, huh?
Though, truth be told, firing Jiang Anran would actually be very convenient for him.
His heart leapt slightly, just as he was about to agree—
“What? You’re going to bring up some so-called contract? Come on, that little piece of paper isn’t worth a single strand of Xiyue’s hair to me.”
At some point, Fei Yangyao noticed—he was starting to improvise dialogue.
“This…”
She hadn’t expected that in the Young Master’s worldview, Gu Xiyue’s priority level would be so high.
With her position hanging by a thread, the maid bit her lip and stomped her foot. Her resolve solidified.
Even though she needed to support the Young Master’s “character setting,” if she got fired, she couldn’t help him anymore, right?
So why not go all in now?
Besides, judging by Gu Xiyue’s attitude, she probably already guessed most of it.
Jiang Anran turned her head and laid it bare to Gu Xiyue: “Young Master doesn’t like you at all. He’s only pretending.”
Gu Xiyue’s expression immediately turned cold.
“Is that true?” Her tone was a question, but her eyes already held the answer.
Fei Yangyao wanted to cry. He’d finally managed to divert the fire, and now it was back on him again.
He thought he’d just solved one huge problem—only to find himself stuck with an even bigger one.
He rushed to deny it, “No! What does she know? I like you the most!”
But his words didn’t win Gu Xiyue over. Her face showed determination as she said firmly, “Fine. If you don’t like me, then I’ll be the one to like you!”
“I just said ‘I like you!’” Fei Yangyao was dumbstruck. What was with this woman making up her own storyline?
Gu Xiyue’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Once I win you over, the first thing I’ll do is make you fire her. But until then… you’re not allowed to fire her. Let her be smug for now.”
Though it was their first meeting, the two women had already developed a mysterious hostility.
“We’re already a couple!” Fei Yangyao cried out in despair.
“Just wait and see! In the end, victory will be mine!” Gu Xiyue said, seemingly to both him and Jiang Anran.
With that, she turned and left—leaving behind a Young Master Fei on the verge of tears, and a little maid who had barely escaped disaster.