The moment Li Jing collapsed, spitting out blood, it was Fu Lingchu who caught her.
Li Jing’s lips were stained with a very realistic fake blood. She could feel Fu Lingchu’s fingers trembling as they reached out to wipe away the blood, but his hand shook more and more.
“Li Jing, Li Jing? Wake up—”
Li Jing, with her strong mental fortitude and professional demeanor, managed to keep from laughing.
She never thought those old-fashioned TV drama tropes would actually happen. The female lead was about to kick the bucket, and the male lead had to first finish his heartfelt lines.
No wonder it was an old-fashioned, melodramatic novel. It was so damn real.
The entire banquet hall was stunned by this scene. Many people in the wealthy circle already knew that Li Jing was just a replacement for Ye Yan, used by Fu Lingchu and the others. They just didn’t expect Fu Lingchu and Feng Ce to react so strongly.
Holding Li Jing in his arms, feeling her frail body, Fu Lingchu finally realized—they had never considered the impact this would have on her body, using Li Jing as a blood bag for Ye Yan.
After enduring long periods of depression and struggling, she was suddenly struck by the truth, leaving her bleeding profusely.
How much pain must she have been in…
Fu Lingchu lowered his head deeply, feeling the weak breaths of the person in his arms.
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His voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible.
—Of course, Li Jing heard it clearly.
After all, she was conscious, vigorous, and full of strength—ready to slap those dog male leads with a couple of hard slaps at any moment.
At this moment, Feng Ce rushed over, pushing Fu Lingchu violently in a frenzy: “Give her to me!”
But Fu Lingchu’s arm remained unmoved.
At this moment, he wouldn’t hand Li Jing over to anyone.
Feng Ce was in a state of frantic rage.
He felt his heart ache, and when he saw Li Jing fall backward, his heart felt like it was about to explode.
On the other hand, Du Jinghuai, who had just walked out, seemed much calmer. He looked down at Li Jing’s condition and rationally pulled out his phone: “120—”
Feng Ce finally reacted, roaring at the group of onlookers: “Godd*mnit, what are you looking at, call 120!”
The people present were startled by young master Feng’s shout and quickly pulled out their phones to call 120.
Fu Lingchu scooped Li Jing up in his arms, only to realize she was as light as a fallen leaf, her life force rapidly fading.
The moment she learned she was just a substitute, how intensely must she have broken down, to the point of spitting blood in her excitement?
Fu Lingchu couldn’t even manage an expression.
Li Jing kept her eyes closed the entire time, comfortably using the male lead as her chariot, getting into the ambulance.
How much did she break down?
Let’s just say, fake blood packs are really useful!
The revelation of the truth and the female lead spitting blood, this plot point pushed the love lines of the three male leads forward. According to the backend data, the male lead number one’s favorability rating is now 89%, male lead number two at 92%, and male lead number three at 80%.
They didn’t want Li Jing to know about their characters seeking a substitute, and they could no longer accept losing her. This was already the twisted love of the male leads. So the remaining love lines had two core principles—
One, melodramatic, two, despicable!
Li Jing was simply full of confidence and strategic planning.
After getting into the ambulance, Fu Lingchu shut Feng Ce and Du Jinghuai out. As the ambulance drove away, they could still hear Feng Ce’s furious cursing.
The entire drive to the hospital was silent, but Li Jing could feel the man’s scorching gaze, burning into her face.
“Li Jing…”
The man finally spoke, his voice hoarse, “You have to be safe.”
Even though she had already… become completely disillusioned with him.
—Heh.
Just look at these old-fashioned male leads, how dog-like they were. When they were using her as a blood bag, why didn’t they think about her being safe? They had to use harm to prove their love, and then when it was too late, they regret it.
Too late. Hehe. It’s all abuse and torture from here on out ^_^
Fu Lingchu’s desire to control Li Jing reached its peak the moment she fell into his arms. This control, infused with a complex kind of love, made him unwilling to hand Li Jing over to anyone—
Except the doctor.
Li Jing felt that she looked very peaceful as she was being sent into the intensive care unit.
However, in Fu Lingchu’s eyes, she was like a flower that had lost its life force, he didn’t know if she could… return to her original state.
Fu Lingchu sat down on the bench outside the intensive care unit.
At that moment, the high-and-mighty young CEO seemed to show a hint of dejection.
After Li Jing was admitted to the intensive care unit, the familiar oriental woody scent lingered around her, overcoming the smell of disinfectant and reaching her nose.
So Li Jing closed her eyes and began to smile.
Her nose was tapped by a gloved fingertip, and the doctor’s voice was crisp as he spoke.
“How is the patient feeling?”
Li Jing opened her eyes and saw Lu Mian’s light-colored pupils, faintly tinged with a smile.
“Feeling quite good.”
The crematorium had been open, and the male leads could be cremated soon, allowing for a beautiful death and escape—retirement life was just around the corner!
Lu Mian, with a faint smile, diligently performed a routine check on her.
Li Jing was still wearing a dreamy evening gown, very beautiful.
But to Lu Mian, these were all external embellishments.
He looked at Li Jing, seeing her vibrant life—like a cluster of vigorous and flourishing fireworks, illuminating so many worlds, lighting up so many roles.
Unfortunately, the one outside the intensive care unit—and the remaining male leads—could no longer feel this vitality.
In the original plot, the original owner did develop genuine feelings for Fu Lingchu, then became infatuated with Feng Ce’s protection, and lost herself in Du Jinghuai’s desires… The original owner and the male leads all had emotional entanglements, which was why they suffered such a devastating blow after the truth was revealed.
Then, with a heart as cold as ashes, she discovered she also had a terminal illness.
It was truly tragic, so she had to cut some leeks to make things right.
Li Jing lay on the bed with a smile, letting the doctor do whatever he wanted, and raised her arm cooperatively, asking, “Doctor Lu, what kind of serious illness do you think I have?”
After all, it was up to Doctor Lu to decide.
Lu Mian lowered his gaze, a few strands of silver hair falling down, like the pristine white snow on a mountain bathed in sunlight, his face, with its perfect proportions like a sculpture, was holy and solemn.
“Cuteness disease?” he asked.
Li Jing forgot to blink.
They stared at each other for a long time.
Beyond the exaggerated and extreme emotional lines of the ancient world, touching a healthy and cute person, this feeling was truly wonderful.
Li Jing trembled and thought: Who is so cute! Who who who!!
She simply closed her eyelids: “It’s dark, the princess has closed her eyes, she needs a kiss to wake up.”
Lu Mian couldn’t help but laugh.
Dressed in a heavy, dreamy evening gown, no one looked more like a princess than she did.
Li Jing closed her eyes, determined not to give up.
—Without Doctor Lu’s touch, she wouldn’t be able to torture the rest of the plot!!
After a while, a crisp breath brushed past her nose.
Lu Mian gently touched her forehead, a fleeting touch.
“I’ll wait for you to take me to retirement,” the god said, “Princess.”
-—–
Li Jing was wheeled out of the intensive care unit.
The soul, having tasted the sweetness it desired, was very happy, but the body was still in a state of closed eyes and ignoring all the male leads—because the original owner had also suffered a heart attack and a major blow, so she was in a coma for a long time.
So Li Jing could simply sleep for a while, and then naturally transition to the “heart as cold as ashes, indifferent to life and death, thinking they are all scum” state of the alluring little white flower the next day.
Li Jing: Perfect √
Before she came out, Feng Ce had already followed, looking like he wanted to fight Fu Lingchu right then and there, but he was afraid of waking up Li Jing on the bed, so he held back.
The unremarkable doctor said calmly:
“The patient’s vital signs are now stable, um… due to stimulation… and excessive blood loss, the blood’s oxygen-carrying capacity is insufficient, leading to brain hypoxia…”
The male leads fell silent.
The stimulation was because of them.
The excessive blood loss was also because of them.
Guilt gnawed at their hearts like ants.
After a while, Fu Lingchu slowly said, “Let her… rest well.”
But they didn’t know if Li Jing’s eyes would still hold light when she woke up the next day.
Could she still see him?
Fu Lingchu didn’t know, and Feng Ce couldn’t even imagine.
But something seemed to change completely in an instant.
They couldn’t think about it too much.
They even felt terrified.
-—–
After a whole night of chaos, Fu Lingchu finally remembered a question.
Why did Ye Yan’s recording appear? He had clearly told the foundation’s operations team.
Fu Lingchu made a phone call and asked his assistant to investigate who had put Ye Yan’s video in.
But it seemed like a kind oversight, because Ye Yan was also unintentional, she just wanted to help the foundation.
Besides, Ye Yan didn’t know about Li Jing’s existence, she was also a victim…
Meanwhile, Ye Yan was watching the video recording that had been sent back.
She couldn’t help but smile.
When that fake saw her face on the big screen, the shock, the disbelief, the collapse, the despair, it was the best movie Ye Yan had seen this year, she watched it several times with a gentle smile.
The human heart can’t withstand repeated blows.
Li Jing was forced to get involved with the wealthy family and ridiculed and humiliated, forced to become her blood bag, and then found out that it was all because of her face that looked like hers.
Look, she really couldn’t handle the blow, she vomited blood and fainted on the spot.
Presumably when she woke up again, she wouldn’t be able to accept this reality, and once her heart collapse, what beauty would be left? She’d just become a crazy woman full of resentment—
Ye Yan thought to herself: What else can she compare to me?
-—–
The next morning.
Li Jing woke up comfortably in the system’s location prompt.
Feng Ce came.
After all, he was the male lead with the highest favorability at the moment, and with a little more brushing, he could go straight to the 99% melodramatic finale.
Li Jing’s current persona was indeed a state of collapse, with a desolate heart about to become a madman.
But—the White Moonlight would probably never understand in her life, this was an old-fashioned, bloody novel, the old-fashioned male leads were the most despicable ones.
All the old-fashioned novels in the end were crazy literature—the female lead went crazy, the male leads went crazy, and in the end, the White Moonlight would go crazy too.
Li Jing: I’ll go crazy first, then I’ll get rich ^_^
—Very good, the crematorium was officially open.
She closed her eyes and fully prepared her emotions, then moved her fingers.
Feng Ce, who was guarding by the bed, immediately noticed the subtle movement and rushed over, carefully opening his mouth: “Li, Li Jing?”
Li Jing heard the voice, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, then slowly opened—
She began to act.
She looked straight at the white ceiling, and after being dazed for a few seconds, the unbearable, hurtful memories came flooding in, drowning her.
A substitute…
Blood donation…
Complete deception and ridicule.
Like a sharp knife, it made a tear slide down her cheek.
However, she had no expression.
She just stared at the ceiling with a lifeless look, letting the tears drip one by one into her black hair.
Those tears were like sulfuric acid, drenching Feng Ce to the core.
The big young master, who was born proud, truly experienced what heartache was, and for a long time, he couldn’t utter a complete sentence.
—Feng Ce’s favorability +2%
“I’m, sorry,” Feng Ce’s tone even had a hint of choking, “I… I didn’t mean to…
“I really didn’t want to treat you as… but I don’t know how, I don’t know why I just…”
He just lowered his head and stammered for a long time.
So long that Feng Ce didn’t know what else to say.
Li Jing then numbly said, “Leave.”
Feng Ce froze, then raised his head, his eyes bloodshot.
Li Jing used to care about him. When he was sick, even when he was taken away, she would send him medicine. Li Jing was also a good student who studied hard and worked part-time after class. She was kind to everyone, she was a person who was kind to the extreme… Could she possibly forgive him?
Feng Ce gritted his teeth and sat still: “No.”
Li Jing’s face was numb.
Feng Ce clenched his fist: “What do you want me to compensate for? I—”
Li Jing seemed to have reached her limit. With tears still drying on her cheeks, she reached for something on the bedside table and threw it at Feng Ce.
“Get out!”
But Feng Ce didn’t dodge.
This was unheard of. Feng Ce had always had a violent temper since he was a child, and he was the precious big young master of the Feng family. No one dared to throw things at him.
But Feng Ce didn’t even dodge, letting the clock hit his forehead, drawing blood instantly.
Blood ran down his sharp cheekbones, staining half his face. Beneath the youthful, vibrant wildness, there were a pair of sorrowful eyes.
He reached up to touch the blood on his cheek, then asked Li Jing, “Is this enough to repay you?”
Li Jing gasped in her heart.
At this point, the little dog really had the air of a “wolf dog.”
Unfortunately, it was just because he was being a masochist.
Feng Ce sat in her ward for a long, long time.
In the end, he only got two words from Li Jing.
“It’s not.”