Is There a Chance He Isn't the Protagonist?

The Jun Residence.

Jun Jingyi had spent almost the entire day sitting in the courtyard.

Whenever the tea went cold, he replaced it.

Then the fresh tea went cold again.

All day long, none of the servants dared enter the courtyard except to bring him meals.

For a time, the atmosphere throughout the entire residence was heavy.

The young master who had always been smiling and exceptionally amiable was gone, and the servants dared not act too freely.

Jun Yixue came by during that time.

But she soon left, disappointment written all over her face.

She wanted to cheer Jun Jingyi up, but... no matter how many jokes she told, he wouldn't laugh!

Jun Jingyi had been pondering one question.

Who the hell had written this novel?

As the male lead, never mind anything else, shouldn't he at least have a somewhat decent moral compass? But what was this?

He was depressed. Incredibly depressed.

If he didn't deal with this matter, he felt he probably wouldn't be happy for a long time. But if he did...

That was the male lead!

Someone whose luck could blast through the heavens!

After a long silence, an unexpected person suddenly came to the Jun Residence.

"Who did you say?"

Jun Jingyi blinked, looking at the steward in disbelief.

"Miss Bai Ruoli of the Bai Residence!"

The steward looked at Jun Jingyi with concern, but his face was full of smiles.

At the same time, he thought to himself that Miss Xue'er had done well. Surely the young master would cheer up a little now.

Jun Jingyi didn't know whether he was happy.

But he was definitely startled.

Here he was, thinking about how to deal with the male lead, and the female lead had come knocking...

He couldn't sit still any longer.

He hurriedly rose and headed outside.

Soon, at the residence gate, he looked at Bai Ruoli, who was staring at him in puzzlement, then at Lian'er beside her, whose face was full of concern.

He invited them both inside.

He brewed some tea.

Then an eerie silence settled over the little courtyard.

Jun Jingyi and Bai Ruoli sat facing each other, drinking one cup of tea after another.

An early autumn breeze stirred.

As waves of cool air swept over them, Jun Jingyi was the first to crack.

All right, when it came to composure, he really couldn't compete with Bai Ruoli, who lived life at a slower pace.

He asked outright, "Miss Bai, what brings you here today...?"

"Nothing."

Bai Ruoli spoke indifferently.

The truth was, she was feeling quite depressed herself.

Although Jun Yixue had come to her door playing the pitiful one, he was her enemy, and this place was undoubtedly a dragon's pool and a tiger's den to her.

Yet she had actually agreed. She really had... lost her mind!

She was starting to regret it.

"Uh..."

Jun Jingyi was completely at a loss.

How was he supposed to respond to that?

A young lady from a respectable family came to a man's home for no reason, drank cup after cup of tea with him, and finally said it was nothing.

So she had come over for a visit, was that it?

Was Great Yan really this open-minded? Was he the one behind the times?

Jun Jingyi smacked his lips, then thought of something. He looked seriously at Bai Ruoli and asked again, "What does Miss Bai think of the Eighth Prince?"

Just now,

a question had suddenly occurred to him.

He had always treated the Eighth Prince as the male lead.

But from his interactions with the man during this time, his character and moral compass had left him utterly speechless.

He felt that unless the author who wrote this novel was a fucking idiot,

this guy shouldn't be the male lead.

After all, by comparison, although Bai Ruoli, the female lead, also believed in the law of the jungle, she still had a basic sense of good and evil.

She wasn't so... unpleasant to look at!

So he wondered, was there a chance that the Eighth Prince wasn't the protagonist?

"Huh?"

At that thought, a cruel light instantly flickered in Jun Jingyi's eyes, and he felt a little happier.

But as for whether it was true, the female lead was right here. Couldn't he just ask about her favorability toward him?

"The Eighth Prince?"

Bai Ruoli frowned. After a long while, she shook her head. "I heard about what happened to you yesterday. All I can say is that he isn't a good person. You'd better stay away from him..."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Bai Ruoli wanted to slap herself.

What the hell was she saying?

One had been boundlessly cruel in her previous life, stopping at nothing for power.

The other was sinister and cunning, and was even the enemy who had caused her death.

She should just let them fight.

It had nothing to do with her anyway.

How could she say something like that? She really had... been bewitched again!

"Oh, he isn't a good person?"

Jun Jingyi frowned. If a man had said that, he would have been delighted.

But a woman...

What did that mean?

According to the knowledge he had brought from his later era, a girl might say that about someone she liked.

Was she saying one thing and meaning another?

But she might also mean it literally.

"This..."

He was speechless!

He never could have imagined that, after transmigrating, he would one day find himself in a dilemma because of a girl's peculiar habit of saying one thing and meaning another.

After a long silence,

he took a deep breath.

Jun Jingyi decided to be more direct.

He asked indifferently, "I mean, what does Miss Bai think of the Eighth Prince's personality? If it were you, Miss Bai, would you... ahem, be willing to marry him?"

Lian'er, standing to the side, froze.

Bai Ruoli was taken aback.

Both women looked at Jun Jingyi in surprise.

Then Lian'er turned to Bai Ruoli, her eyes full of amusement.

Bai Ruoli's face flushed slightly.

She looked at Jun Jingyi with an exceedingly complicated expression. This guy... that question, that expression? Was he... jealous?