Chapter 6: Are You Acting in a Science Fiction Movie?

Meng Ziyi paid no heed to Secretary Jin. Instead, she led Chu Fei back to the car. Compared to the Ouyang family's affairs, she was far more concerned about what had happened between Chu Fei and Shen Miaoyu.

“Man, be honest—what exactly happened between you and Ouyang Jue’s fiancée?” Meng Ziyi’s tone was always like this.

She stared at Chu Fei with the air of a domineering executive, though her hands made an uncharacteristically awkward gesture. “Did you really do it?”

Chu Fei retorted, “So crude! Third Senior Sister, you’re too uncouth. Aren’t you a daughter of a distinguished family? Can’t you speak a little more politely?”

“A man’s greatest dowry is his innocence,” Meng Ziyi complained. “You’ve lost yours—how do you expect me to stay civilized?”

“I’m furious right now, so you’d better explain everything!”

Chu Fei tried to joke his way out. “How about I help you cool down physically first, Senior Sister, and explain later?”

“Don’t touch me! Man, you’re no longer pure!” Meng Ziyi shoved aside Chu Fei, who always took advantage of any opportunity.

Chu Fei put on a hurt expression. “That really wounds my pride. You’ve hurt me—my fiery heart, do you even know that?”

Meng Ziyi rolled her eyes. “Don’t try that on me. Now—right now—immediately—tell me everything!”

Seeing there was no escape, Chu Fei had no choice but to tell Meng Ziyi everything that had happened between him and Shen Miaoyu. He altered some details, of course—insisting he hadn’t been led by desire, but had acted out of necessity to save her. He played up his grievances as much as possible.

He lied with a straight face, and by the end, didn’t forget to pledge his loyalty, his tone growing tender. “Even if she has my body, she’ll never have my heart. The one I love most is you, Third Senior Sister!”

This was, without a doubt, Meng Ziyi’s favorite line—and Chu Fei’s ultimate weapon. Whether true or false, who wouldn’t want to hear such words?

Still, though Third Senior Sister was easy to fool, they’d been fellow disciples for years. Chu Fei couldn’t afford to sound too careless; he had to put real feeling into it, as a sign of respect. Anything less would be an insult to her.

As Chu Fei was narrating all this, Secretary Jin returned to the car, having finished dealing with the Ouyang family’s matters. Listening to Chu Fei hoodwinking Meng Ziyi in the back seat, she could only think: How can this guy make himself sound so innocent about something like that—and not even crack a smile?

Meng Ziyi, having received Chu Fei’s respectful performance, replied dryly, “Are you auditioning for a sci-fi movie?”

That line was a killer.

Chu Fei scratched his head awkwardly. This whole affair really was a bit like science fiction—if Liu Cixin were here, he’d have to admit it was impressive.

“Forget it, what’s done is done. What are you planning to do about her now?” Meng Ziyi cut to the heart of the matter.

Chu Fei smiled. “I don't want to hold her back. She deserves someone better—not someone as good as me.”

Last night, Chu Fei had already saved Shen Miaoyu once. Now he’d sorted out the Ouyang Jue problem for her as well. If anything, they were even.

As for responsibility, they were both adults, independent individuals—each responsible for their own actions. Besides, in matters of the heart, if you don’t have the ability to walk away at any time, you’d better be prepared to be manipulated.

Would Chu Fei, who had paid for the full PUA masterclass, ever let himself be played by a woman?

Secretary Jin, hearing this, silently cursed him: Scumbag.

Meng Ziyi, however, made no comment. She simply asked, “Are you going now?”

“Of course—to the Shen family,” Chu Fei replied earnestly. “Even if I’m going to break things off, I’ll do it face to face. Leaving someone hanging is just scummy, and I’m no scumbag.”

Secretary Jin silently cursed again: Shameless, rotten scumbag!

…

At the Shen family residence.

“That kid really went to the Ouyang family?” Shen Qianshan was still baffled by Chu Fei’s bizarre logic. He simply couldn’t understand how any normal person could think that way.

Shen Linglong sneered. “He’s just bluffing. Everyone knows how powerful the Ouyang family is in Dragon City. I don’t believe he’d actually dare go there.”

“Linglong is right. I bet he took this opportunity to run away!” another relative chimed in. “Miaoyu, what kind of man did you find? Not a trace of responsibility!”

“Exactly, what were you thinking? How could a country bumpkin like him compare to Young Master Ouyang? He’s not even worth a hair on his head!”

None of the relatives believed Chu Fei had the guts.

Shen Miaoyu didn’t argue. She simply thought that, knowing Chu Fei’s personality, he just might have gone to the Ouyang family after all.

After just one day with him, she had clearly sensed that this scoundrel was a troublemaker who never played by the rules.

If that was the case, Chu Fei was in grave danger. From what she knew of Ouyang Jue, he’d never let Chu Fei leave the Ouyang family alive.

This whole mess had started because of her. If Chu Fei died, she’d never forgive herself.

Jiang Hong spoke up. “Forget about that kid for now. Let’s think about what to do next.”

“What else can we do? This must be kept a secret. If the Ouyang family finds out Miaoyu did something so disgraceful, they’ll definitely take it out on the Shen family!”

“How can we keep it secret? Shen Miaoyu’s no longer a virgin—once she enters the bridal chamber, the truth will come out!”

“That’s easy. Just have Shen Miaoyu undergo a little restoration. As long as this stays secret, we can get away with it!”

Hearing these disgusting words, Shen Miaoyu let out a self-mocking laugh. In the eyes of these so-called relatives, she wasn’t even a person—just an object for barter.

“I’ve already said, I won’t marry into the Ouyang family. I’ll tell them the truth myself,” Shen Miaoyu said, determined.

Shen Qiushan exploded in anger. “Are you insane? Haven’t you hurt the Shen family enough?”

Shen Miaoyu’s gaze was resolute. She would not compromise this time.

Shen Linglong sneered. “Dad, don’t be so upset. Miaoyu isn’t your only daughter—I can marry into the Ouyang family in her place!”

At these words, everyone looked at Shen Linglong.

Though she didn’t match Shen Miaoyu in beauty, Shen Linglong was still quite attractive. For a playboy like Ouyang Jue, who would even take a bite out of a passing female mosquito, there shouldn’t be any issue.

Shen Qiushan looked at Shen Linglong in delight. “My good daughter, are you really willing to marry Ouyang Jue in your sister’s place?”

“Of course. I’m not as ungrateful as my sister,” Shen Linglong replied, her voice dripping with false sweetness. “Brother Ouyang is handsome, powerful, and influential—why wouldn’t I be willing? Not everyone has my sister’s odd taste, falling for some dirt-poor priest!”

“And I’m doing this for the Shen family. Mom, Dad, you raised me—this is my chance to repay you, not be ungrateful like my sister!”

Shen Qiushan praised her, “See, now this is my good daughter. Shen Miaoyu, you should really learn from your sister!”

Shen Miaoyu let out a cold laugh, unleashing her full fury. “Learn from her? Should I learn her shameless acting skills? Her lack of morals and endless filth? Or how to be a two-faced snake with a venomous heart?”

Smack!

Shen Qiushan slapped her. “Shen Miaoyu, how can you speak about your sister like that? She’s sacrificing herself for your sake!”

Sacrifice?

The one truly sacrificing was herself.

Shen Miaoyu’s eyes swept past her father and fixed on the smug Shen Linglong. In that moment, she realized—there was no longer a place for her in this family.

As their gazes met, Shen Linglong’s eyes flashed with malice. “Dad, I can marry Brother Ouyang for the Shen family, but I have one condition: she must be driven out of the Shen family!”