Lin Muci and Lin Miaoyu parted on bad terms.
The other students dared not speak.
Uncle Li drove Lin Muci home. As soon as Lin Muci opened the door, she froze in place.
The moment she clearly saw the person opposite her.
Her heart pounded, and she almost turned to leave.
Fortunately, her reason prevailed.
She struggled to control her body, standing still, her limbs feeling as if they were no longer her own.
Lin Madam’s gentle voice echoed in her ears.
"Xiaoci, come here."
"You like Ling Qianhe the most, don't you? My friend's daughter is Ling Qianhe's agent. This is Sister Chen Fei. I specifically asked her for tea this afternoon to have her introduce you."
"Let her take you to meet Ling Qianhe. It will also settle one of your wishes."
"Xiaoci? Xiaoci, why aren't you speaking?"
Lin Madam looked at her daughter, who stood unmoving.
Her gaze was doting, but her tone was chiding.
Perhaps Xiaoci was too excited and speechless with emotion.
Lin Muci looked at Chen Fei.
She was practically rolling her eyes furiously in her mind!
How could she be so excited she couldn't speak? She felt cold all over and wished she could turn and flee.
It was a good thing Ling Qianhe himself wasn't here.
Otherwise.
She would have collapsed immediately.
She still remembered the feeling of slowly losing her breath.
It was heart-wrenching!
That little brat, she never wanted to see him again in this lifetime, or any future life!
Lin Madam helped Lin Muci sit on the sofa and then offered Chen Fei a cup of hot tea.
She actively tried to smooth things over.
"My daughter was very ill recently and just came out of the hospital."
"So her reactions might be a little slow."
"Please don't mind."
Lin Muci sat down and calmed down a bit.
She sized up Chen Fei opposite her.
But unexpectedly, she found.
That contrary to her imagination.
Chen Fei's state.
Seemed quite terrible?
She was visibly haggard, and even heavy makeup couldn't hide her weariness.
Hearing Lin Madam's words, she looked up, a strained smile in her eyes.
She said.
"It's it's okay."
"I heard today that Madam Lin found a very remarkable doctor who cured your daughter's depression, so I wanted to inquire about that doctor."
Lin Madam was a little surprised.
"Ah?"
"Depression?"
"Oh dear, speaking of which, our Xiaoci hasn't been herself lately. It's mainly due to academic pressure."
"I thought, since she likes your artist Ling Qianhe the most, if she could personally meet Ling Qianhe, it would be fulfilling one of her wishes."
Lin Madam murmured to herself, then turned to ask.
"So, when would it be convenient to arrange for Xiaoci to meet Ling Qianhe?"
"I'm willing to pay any amount!"
But Chen Fei was clearly uneasy, her expression somewhat troubled.
"It might really be inconvenient recently."
Lin Madam didn't understand.
"Why inconvenient? I saw on the news that Ling Qianhe has paused his work. He should have plenty of time, right? It doesn't need to take long, just let Xiaoci meet him."
Chen Fei, however, stammered.
She refused to agree!
Lin Muci, who had been quietly silent, suddenly spoke.
"I don't want to see Ling Qianhe."
Lin Madam looked at her daughter in surprise!
"Xiaoci?"
"Haven't you always wanted to see him? He's your idol!"
In Lin Muci's mind.
The system was also righteously reminding her!
"Host, if you want to fulfill the wishes of the original owner of this body, you must interact with Ling Qianhe!"
"Host, this is not a joke, it's a goal that must be achieved."
"You must meet him!"
A surge of anger welled up in Lin Muci's heart!
"But I just don't want to see him now!"
He almost killed her!
Why should she go see that brutal little brat who locked her in the villa's basement and watched her despair to death?
The system could hear her thoughts and feel her immense resentment.
After a pause of several seconds, it stammered an comfort.
"But he didn't know that the puppet you possessed would break. He just wanted to keep you. And, after you broke, if Ling Qianhe achieved a hundred percent favorability, you would have the chance to be reborn in this body."
"That's a hundred percent favorability!"
"If you appear before him now, as long as he recognizes you as his Sister Moci, he'd hand over his life to you with both hands!"
"Why wouldn't you go?"
The system always approached from the perspective of optimal task completion.
But Lin Muci gritted her teeth.
She just didn't want to!
"Anyway, I don't want to see that scoundrel!"
She was chatting with the system.
In Lin Madam's eyes, it was as if her daughter had suddenly fallen silent, but her gaze was fierce, making people feel fearful.
Fearing that Lin Muci's condition would relapse, she held her daughter's shoulders and looked at Chen Fei with an apologetic expression.
"Xiaoci, her health is really not good."
"I'm sorry, she had a major surgery and it was a life-or-death situation to save her. I truly dote on Xiao He. She's my only daughter, and of course, I want her to be happy."
Chen Fei nodded in understanding.
She said.
"Yes, Madam Lin. I understand."
"How about this, I'll take my leave first and contact you another day, alright? Since your daughter also doesn't wish to see Ling Qianhe, I won't impose."
She remained uneasy, her smile forced.
Lin Madam saw her to the door.
Her phone rang.
She flusteredly took her phone out of her Louis Vuitton bag and put it to her ear.
Her eyes instantly became tense. The person on the other end said something, and she was so flustered she almost dropped her phone.
"He's spitting blood again?"
"This is the third time this month!"
"Okay, I'm coming over immediately! No, don't give him a sedative."
"I'm coming immediately."
She looked apologetically at Lin Madam.
"I have something to attend to, I must leave right away."
Lin Madam asked her.
"Do you need a car?"
She shook her head.
"No, I have arranged for a car to pick me up. We'll reschedule then. See you next time."
She left in a hurry, preoccupied, while Lin Muci watched her receding figure, lost in thought.
The person who spat blood.
Could it be Ling Qianhe?
In her mind, the system's leisurely voice echoed.
"Host, the one spitting blood is Ling Qianhe. He's been having a rough time after losing you. Are you really sure you won't soften?"
Lin Muci said coldly.
"He spits his blood, what does that have to do with me?"
"He only spits twice, but I almost lost my life."
"He deserves it!"
The system said.
"Tsk, host, you're truly cold-blooded. But very good, you must treat the villain this way, torment him!"
"Host, please maintain this heart of stone, this state of steel. Absolutely, absolutely do not soften!"
Lin Muci snorted.
"Even if you soften, I won't! We'll see!"
This time, she would torment Ling Qianhe to death!