President Fu and his team’s execution was truly impressive.
The materials for the “Li Jing Foundation” were prepared, the application for registration was submitted, and the process was completed very quickly. For someone like Fu Lingchu, who had ample assets and social influence, establishing a foundation was a breeze.
The nature of the foundation was a charitable one, requiring the establishment of specific public welfare projects. Fu Lingchu followed Li Jing’s wishes—that was, to provide assistance to patients like Ye Yan.
During this time, Fu Lingchu did not visit Li Jing again. However, judging from the backend account, the registration capital for the foundation alone cost eight million. For Li Jing, Fu Lingchu would continue to leverage his influence to ensure the foundation named after her would continue to grow and thrive.
The foundation could solicit donations from other “charitable individuals” and operate under the name “Li Jing,” not only doing good deeds but also ensuring her retirement funds would be inexhaustible.
Li Jing looked up to the sky and wiped away her tears: “Waawaawaa, this is so touching!”
The system was in awe of her ability to harvest leeks: “As expected of you!!”
Fu Lingchu’s current favorability rating had reached 80%, making him the top among the three male leads. For someone as naturally cold as him, this was already a terrifying level.
Male leads in old-fashioned novels actually lacked the ability to love, which was why they resort to hurting the female lead to feel their own love. But Fu Lingchu, at this point, could no longer refuse any request Li Jing made.
“Very good—” Li Jing said excitedly to the system, “The arc of the little white flower persona can enter the final stage!”
System: “Is the fancy leek harvesting going to start again???”
Perhaps the entire Transmigration Bureau couldn’t keep up with the host’s pace—from secretly harvesting to openly grabbing money, how many more surprises were there that it didn’t know about!!
Li Jing said leisurely: “I can also let the leeks help me harvest leeks.”
Let them hold her in their hands and offer their tribute with devotion!
Three male leads and one White Moonlight, every single one of them won’t escape ^_^
Fu Lingchu would visit the hospital these days, but he didn’t go to Li Jing’s ward.
The bodyguards would send him photos every day. Li Jing in the photos was very quiet. Without school or work, she seemed to have lost all her vitality.
…No, perhaps it wasn’t just vitality that was lost.
But also healthy blood.carpreads.pages.dev
She sat quietly by the window, the warm sunlight outside shining on her body in her hospital gown. She was so quiet that it was hard to remember how lively her eyes used to be, whether it was anger or tears, they were so vivid that they burned.
Now, there was only dead silence and sadness.
When Fu Lingchu looked at those photos, his heart would be filled with a strong, suffocating pain, but he couldn’t help but keep looking.
On that pale face, only when she heard about the progress of the foundation would a smile appear.
So Fu Lingchu could only be more proactive in pushing forward the foundation’s progress, fulfilling her wishes, and helping more women in need—this was almost inconceivable for a successful, shrewd, and profit-driven businessman like Fu Lingchu.
But Fu Lingchu wanted to know more—even if she established a non-profit organization like the foundation, what could Li Jing gain? She built hope for more tragic people, but her own fate remained tragically dramatic.
She didn’t know that the person she donated blood to had the same face as her.
And she was, from beginning to end, a substitute…
Fu Lingchu closed his eyes tightly.
-—–
When Ye Yan woke up with the IV drip inserted, the first thing she saw was Fu Lingchu by the bed.
He had been running around these past few days, his eyes were bloodshot, and his handsome face had deeper eye sockets and sharper jawlines. His whole being exuded a mature man’s aura, even more profound, with a strong sense of hormones.
The man didn’t notice Ye Yan’s awakening, he was looking at the blood bag hanging above, lost in thought.
But Ye Yan knew it must be about her, otherwise he wouldn’t have been guarding her bedside in the first place.
After this blood donation, she was completely sure of her position in their hearts—a fake was a fake, and in critical moments, she could only be used as her blood bag.
Ye Yan’s heart was filled with sweetness, she felt even more that Fu Lingchu was the man she could entrust her life to. Her voice was soft and fragile, making people tremble: “Lingchu…”
Fu Lingchu came back to his senses, his voice low and concerned: “A’yan, how are you feeling?”
Ye Yan’s face was buried in the snow-white pillow, but when she spoke, she didn’t express concern for her own body, instead, she asked: “Who donated blood to me? You guys must not hurt anyone for my sake…”
Her gentle eyes shed helpless tears, making her even more pitiful.
As she leaned in, Fu Lingchu held her shoulders, allowing Ye Yan to cry in his arms.
Yes, Ye Yan was always such a kind person. Even though her physical condition was like this, she didn’t want to hurt anyone.
Fu Lingchu took a deep breath, then comforted her softly: “It’s okay, A’yan, the person who donated blood for you… also wishes you well.”
Yes, Li Jing was even kinder than Ye Yan.
Ye Yan’s expression froze in his arms—was this Li Jing really stupid, or was she actually at a very high level?
She could actually say something like that, earning the pity of Fu Lingchu and the others?!
Ye Yan lowered her long eyelashes and sobbed softly: “But I know, no one would really be willing, I still feel like I owe her so much…”
The scheming White Moonlight and the substitute female lead were having a silent battle across the distance.
Fu Lingchu felt helpless towards these two kind women.
And in his ears, he heard Li Jing’s quiet, broader blessings for more people. Her heart was so pure, she not only wanted to help Ye Yan, she also wanted to help more girls like Ye Yan…
“A’yan, I know you’re heartbroken,” Fu Lingchu closed his eyes, “I… created a new foundation to help more people with the same condition as you, you can also participate.”
Ye Yan’s sobs paused.
Last time, she had just bled over 30 million yuan to outdo Li Jing, so how could she possibly donate any more money now? Ye Yan wasn’t actually capable of making money, and the Ye family’s wealth couldn’t compare to the Fu family or the Feng family.
However, she couldn’t let Fu Lingchu see her reluctance.
Ye Yan’s eyes were misty with tears, but they also shone with light: “Really? That’s great, so I can actually do something…”
Fu Lingchu inexplicably felt relieved and reached out to touch the top of her head.
Ye Yan gently and obediently took the introduction letter, her face showing anticipation and joy, but the moment she saw the name of the foundation, her face, which had been hidden, suddenly contorted.
——Li! Jing?!
It was named after her?!
Ye Yan’s fingers tightened, and after a few seconds, she looked up at Fu Lingchu in confusion: “Who is this person?”
Fu Lingchu paused, then lowered his eyes faintly: “It’s… not important.”
He could do a lot for Ye Yan, and he could do a lot for Li Jing.
But they didn’t need to know about each other’s existence.
Never.
Ye Yan forced a smile: “Th-that’s right…”
-—–
Li Jing was lying in bed eating watermelon when she saw the backend income——
The gentle, beautiful, and kind White Moonlight donated three million yuan to the “Li Jing Foundation.”
Li Jing lay in bed contentedly: “It’s starting, it’s starting!”
She raised her hand and looked at the fake needle and fake puncture marks that the “attending physician” had made on her back.
Ye Yan had been receiving fake blood transfusions every day without any problems, and Lu Mian wouldn’t change the plot trajectory, so there was only one truth—Ye Yan didn’t need a blood transfusion in the original book’s plot.
The kind-hearted White Moonlight was consuming the original owner like this, draining her completely. When the oblivious male leads learned the truth, they were heartbroken and used Ye Yan to give Li Jing blood transfusions, but it was too late.
Recently, the male leads had all been visiting Ye Yan.
Based on the male leads’ locations, it could be determined that Ye Yan was currently in the same building as her, just a few dozen meters away, on a different floor.
And now, the hospital was full of security personnel arranged by the male leads, with the most numerous being Fu Lingchu’s bodyguards, constantly monitoring Li Jing and Ye Yan’s movements—they were afraid that the White Moonlight and the substitute would discover each other’s existence.
—Male Lead Number Three is 100m away from you…
Acting Emperor Du, despite his busy schedule, still found time to visit Ye Yan.
Ye Yan, lying in bed, looked at him with a sorrowful expression: “A’huai, what should I do? I’m so scared that if I close my eyes, there won’t be a tomorrow, and I’ll never see you again. I’m so scared that I won’t have any more works, and I’ll never be able to stand in front of the camera again…”
Du Jinghuai sighed.
That sense of vulnerability that had captivated him seemed… seemed to have returned to Ye Yan.
Although the good treatment hadn’t destroyed her beautiful complexion too much—of course, this was something Ye Yan had carefully maintained. In front of these three men, she was always perfectly exquisite.
Du Jinghuai comforted her softly: “No, you’ll be fine, your face will… bloom again.”
Ye Yan gradually calmed down under his comfort, only her brow still furrowed slightly in a pitiful way. Anyone who saw such a beauty would feel that fate was unfair.
Only…
Du Jinghuai didn’t know why he thought of Li Jing again—she was the one who was truly fooled by fate from beginning to end, completely unaware of everything.
Such misery and beauty…
His cool and melancholy face was slightly lost in thought.
“A’huai, are you going to be busy?” Ye Yan asked understandingly.
“Hmm…” Du Jinghuai got up and said, “I still have some things to do, you get some rest, I’ll come see you again.”
He left the ward and turned to go downstairs.
-—–
Li Jing was looking up at Doctor Lu, who had come to “change the needle.”
Doctor Lu’s character had perfectly integrated into the final stage of the plot, and Li Jing spent her days in the ward either playing the role of the “sad and depressed little white flower who no longer had light in her eyes” or calling Doctor Lu to play with her.
“—Male Lead Number Three is coming over, make me look even more miserable,” Li Jing said pitifully, “Can there be some kind of allergic reaction or something? The more miserable I look, the better.”
Now, she had already sorted out the complete character arc of her role, from the initial sensitivity, self-deprecation, stubbornness, and unyielding spirit, to being driven to the brink of collapse, breaking down and demanding money, and then being discovered by the male leads, she had never actually changed her kind and innocent nature.
Until now, she had been repeatedly twisted by fate, eventually becoming numb and lifeless, her eyes devoid of any light.
That little white flower was slowly being drained of its moisture.
—And Lu Mian’s fingers landed on Li Jing’s upturned face, gently touching her brow. His handsome face, almost perfect, held a slight displeasure.
Although it was acting, Li Jing performed so well that it truly gave people the illusion that her life was being drained away.
Li Jing pouted, feigning misery: “Woo-hoo, I’m all sad, doctor.”
Lu Mian’s fingers pinched her puffed-up cheek, his expression serious: “Don’t be depressed.”
He spoke, then flipped his palm in front of her blinking eyes.
A bunch of fresh, vibrant daisies was then presented to Li Jing.
The white flowers held tender yellow centers, their stems plump with moisture, as if a whole spring had been gathered and given to her.
Li Jing was stunned for a moment, then accepted them with a smile, lowering her head to admire them for a while.
However, she looked up and grinned mischievously: “Teacher Lu sent me flowers, huh?”
What does it mean when a man sends a woman flowers—
But his expression beneath his silver hair was open and honest, his pale pupils fixed on her face as he said: “These flowers are like you.”
Always full of life.
The life of a god was long and boring, and she was a rare and interesting occurrence.
Li Jing blinked, and somehow, she felt the faint fragrance of the flowers seep into her heart.
She was surrounded by all sorts of love lines, constantly needing to make the male leads fall for her. Only her Teacher Lu had never shown any, never crossed any boundaries in his words, yet he always brought her—a spring-like mood.
“—Don’t live in a different building,” Li Jing suddenly said.
“Hm?” He didn’t understand for a moment.
Li Jing waved her hand at him, signaling him to come closer.
Lu Mian leaned over, the hem of his white coat falling onto the edge of her hospital bed, his ear close to hers.
Li Jing held the flowers, leaning against his ear, whispering: “Let’s live in a big house together.”
Lu Mian paused, then looked up, meeting her eyes full of laughter.
“I’m so rich now,” she said with a smile.
Du Jinghuai’s footsteps were already approaching from the hallway, but for a moment, Lu Mian couldn’t bring himself to pull away.
He looked at her, his fingertips gently resting on her temple, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, asking: “Just me?”
Had his little Sea King become well-behaved?
Li Jing tilted her head, her cheek rubbing against Lu Mian’s palm.
She had used the principle of a puppy peeing to mark this person! No matter what Lu Mian’s identity was after retirement, she had marked him, and that was that!
Of course!
The young god was satisfied.
He placed her flowers in the vase by the window, then smiled and left the ward.
—Although, the large villa he had built for her.
Didn’t have a separate building to begin with.