I Was Supposed to Simp for the Female Lead for Three Years to Earn an Armory, but She Took It Seriously - Chapter 12:
Chapter 12: Go For It!:
“I only casually mentioned the lingzhi.”
“And in just half a day, you actually found a century-old one! If you want to give it to Zhou Cheng as a tonic, just say so—why go through all this trouble pretending to be indirect?”
“Besides… every time Zhou Cheng receives something so precious, doesn’t he always turn around and give it to Lin Jiaoyun? Why be generous with your own hands only for that flirtatious Miss Lin to benefit in the end?” The old shopkeeper spoke each word full of grievance for his young lady.
Zhou Cheng would probably never know—every time he tried to please Lin Jiaoyun, there was always Cheng Xianyi quietly supporting him behind the scenes.
Those priceless treasures that couldn’t be bought with money… were all secretly and tactfully placed into his hands by her, no matter the cost.
With the century-old lingzhi paving the way, Father Cheng’s attitude toward Zhou Cheng changed drastically. Although he still kept a stern face on the surface, when he saw the two secretly holding hands, he pretended not to notice.
Zhou Cheng ignored Father Cheng’s dark, grim expression and cheerfully pulled Cheng Xianyi toward her private courtyard.
As they walked, he was silently rehearsing the lines he wanted to say next… but after thinking for a while, he realized—what was he even hesitating for?!
Don’t forget—2 million points! If not now, then when?
Just go for it!
Go up and kiss her!
Why are you backing down!
Whoosh—
Zhou Cheng suddenly stopped in his tracks. At the exact moment when Cheng Xianyi’s beautiful eyes softly turned to him, he took a deep breath, raised his hand, and slammed it onto the wall beside her, trapping her in a wall slam.
“You… what are you doing?” Cheng Xianyi’s gaze trembled like a frightened little rabbit, part panic, part avoidance.
And the rest—was unease.
Did Zhou Cheng discover what she did last night?
Would he hate her?
Would he be so angry that he never wanted to speak to her again?
Thump thump thump—
The thing Cheng Xianyi feared most in this life was the look of disgust in this man’s eyes.
Her glossy pink lips parted slightly, just as she was about to speak…
“Mmm!”
Her lips were suddenly sealed by something soft.
Cheng Xianyi’s pupils shrank slightly, her body tensed, and from the depths of her eyes burst an uncontrollable affection and yearning.
The lifeless abyss within her gaze was suddenly lit with vitality.
Pressed against the wall by Zhou Cheng, Cheng Xianyi’s face flushed red and her body weakened. Her hands rested against his chest in resistance yet submission, her soft breath brushing against his clothes.
“You! Young Master Zhou, let go!” The nearby maid was so frightened her eyes went wide and she immediately opened her mouth to stop him.
Cheng Xianyi opened her eyes and cast her a cold, warning glance.
The maid looked at Cheng Xianyi in disbelief, then quickly covered her mouth and retreated in silence.
[Ding!]
[Points increased by 100!]
[Points increased by 200!]
[…Points increased by 1,900!]
[…3,400 points!]
Kissing Cheng Xianyi for one second earned 100 points.
In just one minute, Zhou Cheng gained 6,000 points—how could this compare to holding hands?
Not to mention, the person in his arms was soft and delicate. Zhou Cheng had mentally prepared himself at first, but once he started, he couldn’t stop. The suppressed five senses embedded in his genes surged forth, and he quickly stopped himself, brushing aside the mental imagery.
Only when the girl in his arms began struggling to breathe did he reluctantly let go.
“You… you… why?” Why would you get close to me now?
Why don’t you hate me anymore?
Cheng Xianyi clutched Zhou Cheng’s collar with her small hand, her misty eyes full of shock and confusion as she looked at him.
[Ding!]
[Points increased by 15,400!]
[Total Material Mall points: 56,312!]
Zhou Cheng’s heart raced at the sound of the system notification. Just over two minutes, and he’d already gained 15,000 points—he couldn’t imagine how terrifying the total would be over time.
Maybe he didn’t even need a full month…
Half a month could be enough to turn the entire situation around!
The condition was that Cheng Xianyi didn’t reject being close to him.
He quickly looked down and saw her cheeks flushed, her lips rosy and moist—not only was she not angry, but she looked like a juicy fruit ripe for the taking. “I’m sorry, Xianyi. I lost control.”
“It’s because… I had a nightmare last night.”
“A nightmare?”
Zhou Cheng held her small hand again and brought out the lines he had already prepared. “Yes. I dreamt that the General’s residence was framed for treason. His Majesty ordered the entire Zhou family imprisoned and exiled.”
“Father Cheng wanted to marry you off to someone else. On your wedding night, I escaped from prison and tried to run away with you—but I could only watch helplessly as you became someone else’s bride.”
“I was almost shot to death by the Embroidered Guards… but at the last second, you grabbed my hand.”
“Sigh, if only I could hold you while I sleep, I wouldn’t have nightmares like that. I wouldn’t have to feel the pain that tears me apart in my dreams. But… it’s just wishful thinking.”
Cheng Xianyi’s lashes trembled lightly.
So… deep in his subconscious, he didn’t blame her for sneaking into the General’s residence and getting close to him… he was actually happy about it?
Was this really not a dream?
But… to hold her while sleeping tonight?
Hold… Hold while sleeping might be a bit too much, right?
She shyly bit her lip, then smiled with an expression that made one fall deeply. Whether it was meant for Zhou Cheng or someone else, she said softly, “You won’t be shot by a thousand arrows.”
She paused again.
Then lifted her head, her eyes glowing like dazzling stars. “I will only ever be your bride. There’s no such thing as ‘luckily’—because it will be a certainty.”
Zhou Cheng’s heart felt like it was struck again.
With deep emotion and tenderness in his eyes, he raised his hand to stroke her black hair.
He couldn’t help but sigh—the system had given him someone like Cheng Xianyi. Maybe it wasn’t just for the points.
Because in this entire world, there would never be another her.
If he didn’t treasure her and treat her sincerely… even he would loathe himself.
…
Lin residence.
At this moment, Lin Jiaoyun still had no idea that Zhou Cheng had gone to the Cheng residence again.
She sat calmly and confidently in her courtyard, certain that Zhou Cheng would surely come today to beg for forgiveness.
But she waited and waited… by afternoon, there was no sign of Zhou Cheng. Instead, she was hit with a thunderous shock.
“What did you say?”
“The Fourth Prince was attacked last night?”
“His tendons were cut, and his tongue was severed?! Who did this?! Who in the Capital dares to be so arrogant, to mutilate even a prince?”
“Lanlan, tell me! What’s the Fourth Prince’s condition now? Did the imperial physician go see him?” Lin Jiaoyun grabbed her blue-dressed friend’s hand, her eyes filled with worry and fury.
For the past three years, Zhou Cheng had poured his heart out for Lin Jiaoyun.
Yet, instead of earning gratitude, all he got was her escalating demands and baseless confidence.
She resented her own background for not being prominent enough, looked down on Zhou Cheng while secretly delighting in his devotion, and still dreamed of climbing higher—toward the powerful princes.
She believed she was irresistible. If even a noble son like Zhou Cheng could fall for her, why wouldn’t a prince be captivated as well?
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She resented her own background for not being prominent enough, looked down on Zhou Cheng while secretly delighting in his devotion, and still dreamed of climbing higher—toward the powerful princes.
she need mental treatment ?