Chapter 122
"Because she is the female lead."
Wu Liang blurted it out reflexively.
After he finished speaking, he realized something was off, gave an awkward laugh, and added, "Because she's the female lead in my script."
"Oh?"
He Jingao somewhat puzzled and didn't quite understand Wu Liang's meaning.
"She is needed in my scripts, she is needed in scripts that are related to my future life and death, she is an indispensable soul of my scripts."
"That's why I reached out to her, because I needed her, but I had no intention of possessing her."
"Whether in stage plays, novels, movies, games, or comics, the only person who can be paired with the female lead is always the male lead."
Wu Liang stood up, turned his back to He Jingao, and spoke in a loud voice.
Wu Liang now resembles a passionate and charismatic stage actor.
He recited his lines fluently, as if narrating the future direction.
As long as He Xue's life becomes more and more fulfilling and happy.
The higher the chances that she and the male protagonist can achieve a truly perfect ending, the more likely he is to avoid death.
With the goal of achieving a truly perfect ending, he will naturally help each of the female protagonists reach the best future.
"Is He Xue the female lead...?"
He Jingao spoke blankly, momentarily lost in thought.
He sensed sadness in Wu Liang's words. (Wu Liang: You'd be sad too if you knew you'd die in a year.)
But he quickly understood what Wu Liang meant. Ah, what a great spirit of dedication!
In Wu Liang's eyes, Xiao Xue was probably the glamorous yet untouchable female lead in the drama.
Wu Liang, as an admirer lurking in the shadows, only dared to peek from a corner.
Even though he harbors feelings of affection for the female lead, he doesn't dare to express his true feelings.
This explains why Wu Liang would conceal his identity.
This kind of quiet, selfless love... it has to be said that he was truly moved...
"Wu Liang, why are you doing this to yourself?"
He Jingao closed his eyes and smiled bitterly.
What's the point of giving if you don't get a response?
Even though Wu Liang was secretly helping Xiao Xue, he ultimately got nothing in return.
Why bother? In the end, he'll only be the one who suffers.
"Bitter? Yes, the process was indeed very bitter, but it was all worth it."
Wu Liang sighed repeatedly.
The process of achieving a truly perfect ending for the male protagonist and all the female protagonists is bound to be arduous and exhausting.
But in order to avoid death, he could endure any hardship or exhaustion.
"You really are a hopeless romantic, but I'm actually growing to like you more and more, you little rascal."
He Jingao suddenly let out a mocking laugh.
But Wu Liang's name was deeply etched in my heart.
If Wu Liang doesn't know what to do, then let this old man lend a hand.
We absolutely cannot let this grandson-in-law slip away.
Damn it, this is getting exciting! Youth!!!
P. S.: That's only two updates today. Tomorrow I'll post at least five. If I can't do that, you can all twist my head off!
Chapter Sixty-Seven: Yao Qing
Wu Xingsheng has not slept for 24 hours.
Looking at the pile of contracts and documents in front of him, he felt a headache coming on.
The new contract was indeed signed, but the process was particularly disgusting to him.
It's unbelievable that he has such treacherous subordinates; it's truly a misjudgment of his personnel.
If he had known things would escalate to this point, he should have eliminated the other person a little earlier.
"I was careless; that bastard managed to get away."
Wu Xingsheng rubbed his forehead, his eyebrows furrowed, and spoke with a displeased expression.
However, this is also because he was a bit too confident; otherwise, things wouldn't have turned out this way.
"My lord, you haven't had a rest in a long time."
A deep male voice suddenly rang out around them, and a dark figure emerged from the corner behind Wu Xingsheng.
The room, which was supposed to be occupied by only Wu Xingsheng, turned out to have a second person inside.
Especially a man like him who exudes a chilling aura.
It was like a sharp arrow lurking in the shadows on one side.
"Yao Qing, I told you long ago not to keep staring at me, it makes me feel uneasy."
Wu Xingsheng pinched the bridge of his nose, looked at the silver-haired man who had come to his side and smiled faintly. This guy really was always by his side. At least he could rest for a bit.
"You've been working for 24 hours straight. If this continues, your body will break down first."
"Those people don't require your help at all. If you were to order me to do it..."
The man named Yao Qing frowned his delicate eyebrows.
A rare hint of displeasure and anger appeared on his handsome face.
"Alright, Yao Qing, I know what you want to say."
"But now this society is a society governed by the rule of law, so we can't be too unreasonable."
Wu Xingsheng waved his hand casually; he knew exactly what Yao Qing wanted to say.
However, he was a very peace-loving man and did not like to use force.
Wu Xingsheng was just an ordinary scholar who enjoyed reading, admiring bags, and occasionally drinking tea and tasting wine.
What I dislike most is engaging in meaningless killing. We're all adults; there's no need to go to such lengths.
Today's society is governed by law, not by who has the strongest fist.
"This doesn't sound like something you'd say, considering you almost ruled the entire Yanghai..."
"That's enough, Yao Qing. If you keep going, it won't be a joke anymore."
"I know what I'm doing in this matter, so you don't need to get involved. I don't want to see you in the news again."
Recalling what happened a few years ago, Wu Xingsheng sighed helplessly.
The thing he least wanted to recall was that incident from a few years ago; he had put in a lot of effort to quell the trouble Yao Qing had caused.
"Since you've said that, I won't say anything more."
Yao Qing squinted as she examined Wu Xingsheng's profile, as if trying to confirm something.
In less than half a second, a hint of indifference appeared in Yao Qing's scarlet pupils.
Well then, since Wu Xingsheng doesn't intend to do it, he won't make a move either.
"Can't you go and take a rest? Don't you find your gaze terrifying?"
Wu Xingsheng looked at Yao Qing, who showed no intention of leaving.
What exactly is this handsome silver-haired, red-eyed guy up to, standing here like this?
"I am your shadow."
Yao Qing didn't say much, but left behind this sentence and retreated back to the corner.
His slightly slender body was wrapped in black, and his long, bright silver hair obscured his eyes.
Like a silver thread in the darkness, it was well hidden in a corner.
Its presence vanished in just a few seconds, completely merging with the shadows.
Unless you look closely, no one would notice the other's presence.
Only those scarlet eyes gleamed eerily, like ghostly red lamps in the darkness.
A cold gaze fell on Wu Xingsheng, making him shiver involuntarily.
"..."
Wu Xingsheng looked at Yao Qing in the shadows with a dark expression.
This man is really going to stick with him to the bitter end, isn't he? It's like he won't sleep with her and she won't sleep with him either.
What a professional look! He really doesn't move unless the enemy moves.
After staring into Yao Qing's red eyes for a long time...
Wu Xingsheng finally gave in and raised his hands in surrender.
Even when he was working, the feeling of being constantly stared at made him extremely uncomfortable.
This made him feel as strange as prey about to be hunted.
Although he knew Yao Qing wouldn't do anything to him, she was merely observing from the sidelines.
However, he was still unhappy about it; the feeling of the enemy being in the dark while he was in the light made him very uncomfortable.
"Okay, okay, I can rest for a while now."
After hesitating for a moment, Wu Xingsheng lowered his arm and smiled helplessly.
He left his desk and walked towards the sofa.
As if deliberately doing this for Yao Qing's benefit, Wu Xingsheng plopped down on the sofa and snorted coldly.
"You should rest, instead of sitting here."
Yao Qing, who had been hiding in the shadows, reappeared and spoke softly.
His face was cold and indifferent, but it wasn't completely cold either.
You can sense the care in Yao Qing's words.
However, his expression was indeed as cold as ice.
"You're right, I really do feel tired."
"But I don't want to rest now. I'll consider taking a short nap later."
Wu Xingsheng tapped his fingers lightly on the table.
Could you hear a clicking sound coming from the spacious and luxurious room?
"Let's talk about my son."
"You seem to be having a lot of fun doing your private investigations lately. What, aren't you going to tell me about it?"
Wu Xingsheng poured two glasses of water and placed them on the table.
He gestured for Yao Qing to sit down; there was no need for such formalities between the two of them.
"How did you know I've been investigating the young master recently?"
Yao Qing sat down opposite Wu Xingsheng.
A playful smile appeared on his indifferent, handsome face.
I had done my investigation very discreetly, but Wu Xingsheng still managed to find out.