Yaochi Palace.

After explaining how to deal with the cheating incident, Ishi Wenyan was talking to Leng Qiuyue about Chu Yun's changes.

And there are bugs in the game.

"Are you telling the truth?" Leng Qiuyue's beautiful face was full of astonishment.

"She suddenly lost interest in you?"

Ishi Wen Yan was a bit embarrassed, even though he had never liked Li Jinshi from the beginning to the end.

But the other person suddenly said that he doesn't love him anymore, which still hurts his self-esteem a bit.

She tried her best to pretend to be calm and said, "Well, judging from her performance, it is like this."

"..."

"She must have lied to you before, right? She never fell in love with you at all."

Ishi Wenyan's face froze and he opened his mouth, "No, my feeling is not wrong."

Leng Qiuyue frowned, wanting to say that all men are self-righteous, but when she looked up, she saw Ishi Wenyan's somewhat ugly face.

In the end, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

Now that she has been harmed like this, he is the only one who is willing to stay by her side.

Even the one on the right...

Her former fiancé, who was a legitimate fiancé, died smoothly along with her body and forgot about their engagement with her.

You know, that man.

I used to love her so much that I couldn't help myself.

It was because he suddenly discovered a hacking talent that surpassed hers that he became indifferent to her.

Leng Qiuyue pursed her lips and said nothing.

I quickly thought about countermeasures in my mind.

Ishi comforted him with gentle words, "Don't worry too much. I have already ordered them to deal with it. There will be no problem."

"Even if she has the attack attribute and turns off the attack attribute, no matter how powerful the weapon is, it will be useless."

"As long as she has strong emotional fluctuations in the game and leads to a mental breakdown, our plan will still be successful."

The original love element was added just for the sake of extra insurance.

In fact, he had already read Li Jinshi's information and mental diagnosis.

With her sensitive and fragile nature, some abuse would be enough for her to have a nervous breakdown.

The sudden strength in the past two days may be a false shell of self-protection.

Seeing that Leng Qiuyue still didn't speak, Ishiwen Wenyan thought she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Qiuyue, don't be burdened. I did all this. I just want to be with you, let you be free, and make you happy.

Even if there is retribution, it will be on me and has nothing to do with you."

In fact, I don’t think there will be any retribution.

For people like Li Jinshi, life is more painful than happy.

Ishi Wenyan looked at Leng Qiuyue with even gentler eyes, "Qiuyue, you are such a beautiful girl, you deserve a better life, don't forget, you haven't taken revenge yet."

Leng Qiuyue's blue ice eyes flashed with a touch of emotion.

Wen Yan really had nothing to say to her.

She gently hugged the man's waist and raised her head, "Of course I believe you."

It's just that this matter is too important to her.

It depends on whether she can get out in time.

It's been almost a year, and if she doesn't go out, her sister will probably take complete control of the Leng family.

At critical moments, we must not take things lightly.

Leng Qiuyue raised her head in Wen Yan's arms, "Of course I believe you, but I'm afraid what if there is someone else behind her?"

"No way, I've already investigated it. She comes from an ordinary family background. Even if her parents have some money, they only have a small amount of money, and their connections are nothing to worry about."

"I'm just saying it in case."

Before Ishi Wenyan spoke, Leng Qiuyue threw out the words she had prepared long ago.

"Youli, if anything goes wrong, just go to him. He still owes me a favor."

Ishi Wenyan's face suddenly darkened.

Right away...

This man is Qiuyue's fiancé.

Let him find him?

Oh.

Don't even think about it.

"Don't worry, he and I have no feelings at all. We were just bound by a marriage contract before.

Now that I have already died once, it is even more impossible to be with him."

When Leng Qiuyue said this, she felt a little melancholy in her heart.

Let’s talk about the time when that man loved her to death.

She really didn't feel anything.

Sometimes I even feel that his deep affection is a burden.

But since his temperament changed drastically, her previous rejection has completely disappeared.

pity.

Not only did that man change his temper, but his feelings for her were also gone.

Now that she wants to seek his help, she can only use the favor from many years ago to make a deal.

I am still unhappy with Wenyan, but no man would want his woman to come into contact with his love rival.

But I haven't waited for him to say any more words of rejection.

The chat system buzzed.

This is a dedicated ringtone for strong reminders.

Only a few trusted people have the qualifications to contact him in this way when he is playing the game.

"Yan, what's wrong with you?" Leng Qiuyue looked at him for a moment.

I always feel like something big is happening.

"Something happened to the company."

Ishi Wenyan pursed her lips and showed the contents of the information panel to Leng Qiuyue.

Leng Qiuyue's eyes trembled. Sure enough, her hunch was right.

"Yan, you believe me, contact Youli." Now she is trapped in the body of an NPC, and it is impossible to do what she wants.

"Now, only he can."

-

In a luxuriously decorated villa in the imperial capital.

The man's long white fingers held a glass of red wine, and his deep eyes looked at the busy traffic below the tall building through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The other hand is holding a cell phone.

The other party's slightly urgent voice came from the phone, "Youli? I am Qiuyue's lover."

The corners of the man's lips curled up slightly in a mocking arc.

The almost perfect pale lips uttered a few words coolly.

"It's none of my business."

The person on the other end of the phone took a breath.

The voice that came again carried a hint of suppressed anxiety.

It also lacks the smell of a domineering oath.

"I need your help with something."

The wine glass fell to his lips, and the man took a brief sip.

The voice was cold, "I won't help."
To be continued...