Look at what?

Lawyer Zhang silently handed Lu Heng a wet wipe from beside him. "President Lu."

Lu Heng took the wipe with a dark expression and repeatedly scrubbed his beautiful paws, as though he had touched something unspeakably filthy.

Xia Zhi silently rolled her eyes. If I weren't trying to make you agree to a divorce, I wouldn't have bothered touching you.

But the author really didn't lie. This sick pervert really was an outrageous clean freak. How had someone like him lived this long? Didn't he eat ordinary food, fart, and shit?

A pompous, insufferable man like him deserved to be infuriated until he stamped his feet and rammed his head into a wall. Better yet, he could bash himself to death and leave his huge fortune to her, his widow.

Then she could spend the rest of her life living the rich woman's life she had dreamed of in the real world.

Fine clothes and exquisite food.

Young hunks all around.

Life would be wonderful.

Lu Heng's blood surged with anger, his temples throbbing even harder. This woman certainly had grand dreams. She even dared to wish him dead?

Ha.

He would see who died first!

"Wait," Lu Heng said.

Xia Zhi's pen paused. She looked up at Lu Heng expectantly. "Aheng, are we calling off the divorce again?"

She stressed the word "again."

Lu Heng looked down at the woman before him, whose smile concealed a dagger. He bent down and slowly approached, only stopping when they were an arm's length apart.

"Finish copying what I told you to copy before you sign."

The man spoke each word distinctly, a cold glint in his smiling eyes.

Confirming this woman's identity would be simple. Handwriting could not lie.

Seeing that Lu Heng was willing to sign, Xia Zhi could naturally overlook his strange demand. She found a blank sheet of paper and began copying earnestly.

She soon finished. Setting the paper aside, Xia Zhi eagerly picked up the divorce agreement to sign it.

Suddenly, an adorably babyish voice popped into her head.

[Dear host, you mustn't sign!]

Xia Zhi startled. [Who are you?]

The babyish voice replied, [Dear host, my name is Sponge. I'm the system supervising you as you complete this mission.]

Xia Zhi had already spent most of the day coming to terms with having transmigrated into a novel, and now a system had popped up too??

Did heaven really have to toy with her like this?

[Little Sponge, you're underage, aren't you?]

That voice sounded like a little kid of four, five, six, or seven.

Sponge replied, [Rest assured, dear host. Although I'm only a first-generation system, I'm absolutely professional.]

[I'll send you the mission now. Please look at the big screen.]

Xia Zhi was stunned. [What? I have to reform the villain? Guide him toward goodness? Am I fucking Jesus? Or the Virgin Mary?]

[I'm not doing it!]

She only wanted to stay far, far away from that sick pervert.

Sponge said, [Dear host, your fate is closely tied to the villain's. If his corruption reaches one hundred, you'll disappear from this world completely. If his corruption drops to zero, you can return to the real world.]

Fuck.

Xia Zhi protested, [Why would there be such a twisted mission?]

Little Sponge shook its head. [I don't know either. I'm only following the mission assigned by the main god, and you're the departed soul selected by big data.]

Fuck.

She was already a departed soul.

Little Sponge said, [Dear host, this is your only chance. Treasure it.]

Xia Zhi asked, [Then what's the villain's corruption right now?]

After checking, Little Sponge replied, [His current corruption is 70.]

Xia Zhi asked, [That high?]

Little Sponge said, [That's right, dear host. That's why you can't divorce him. If you divorce him, you won't have a chance to get close to the villain, which means you won't have a chance to reform him. His corruption will keep rising, and once it reaches one hundred, you'll die.]

Looking utterly hopeless, Xia Zhi asked, [Do I have any other choice?]

Little Sponge replied, [No, dear host.]

[What you need to do now is buck up and work hard to reform the villain. Move him with your generous heart and unending love. I believe you can do it. Good luck!]

Fuck.

A generous heart and unending love?

She just wanted to bash that sick pervert into an idiot with a club. Then he naturally would not have a chance to turn evil.

Little Sponge let out warning beeps. [Dear host, you must not maliciously damage the target. Otherwise, it will count as mission failure.]

Xia Zhi: *[...]*

So there was no way out.

Little Sponge comforted Xia Zhi. [Don't be discouraged, dear host. Here's some good news: if the target's corruption drops, you'll receive a corresponding reward.]

Xia Zhi was no fool. [Then what if his corruption rises?]

Little Sponge laughed a little guiltily. [Naturally, you'll be punished.]

Xia Zhi: *[...]*

Fuck you! How was that good news?

Little Sponge said, [At least it makes the game more fun.]

Hearing the conversation between the woman and the system, Lu Heng's earlier gloom vanished completely, leaving him refreshed.

Just when he felt sleepy, someone had brought him a pillow.

He had just been wondering how to deal with this woman when heaven handed him such a wonderful opportunity.

She would be punished if his corruption rose?

Interesting.

He really wanted to see what she looked like when she was punished.

Xia Zhi was racking her brains over how to make the villain give up on the divorce when a mechanical notification suddenly sounded in her head.

[Ding! Target's corruption +10. Current corruption: 80.]

Xia Zhi: *[!!!]*

She had not done anything!!

The system continued sending messages. [Host No. 438, receive your punishment. Host No. 438, receive your punishment!]

Xia Zhi: *[...]*

You're the fucking bitch! Your whole family are fucking bitches!

Urk.

Xia Zhi suddenly felt her throat tighten. Just as she was about to continue her performance of unwavering devotion, she discovered that she had... lost her voice!

She could not speak.

Was this the system's punishment?

Xia Zhi hurriedly asked Little Sponge, who answered, [Yes. You'll lose your voice for an hour.]

Speechless, Xia Zhi asked, [Then how am I supposed to explain it to that sick pervert?]

Little Sponge replied, [I don't know.]

Xia Zhi: *[...]*

What use were you?

Lu Heng discovered something even more interesting. He could actually control his own corruption.

He only needed to think about how the Lu Family had forcibly taken him back, causing something to happen to his adoptive parents, and his corruption would easily soar.

But seeing how frustrated this woman looked now, with a mouth she could not use to speak, his corruption shot right back down.

[Ding! Target's corruption -10. Current corruption: 70.]

Xia Zhi: *[...]*

Were they fucking with her?

[Host No. 438, receive your reward. Host No. 438, receive your reward!]

Xia Zhi: *[...]*

[Hey, minor, can we change my code name?]

Being called that fucking bitch really made her want to die all over again.

Little Sponge replied, [No, dear host.]

Xia Zhi: *[...]*

Forget it. She might as well look forward to the reward.

[Hey, minor, can you tell me what the system reward is?]

Little Sponge's soft voice came. [Open your eyes wide and look.]

Look?

Look at what?

Xia Zhi looked around. When her gaze landed on the man opposite her, as noble as an emperor, her eyes widened involuntarily!