Forced Love: The Villainous Female Supporting Character is Kissed and Cried by the Yandere Villain

But why would the small world help Lu Jingci for no reason? They probably haven't even met before, right?

Is she perhaps a bit of a conspiracy theorist?

Is she overthinking things again?

Xu Wuning glanced at Lu Jingci's expression again.

Lu Jingci was pitifully eating his meal with his head down, curled up at the corner of the table, like someone who had completely lost his memory.

He noticed Xu Wuning looking at him, and he raised his eyes tremblingly: "Why are you staring at me? Don't you want me to eat at the table? Then I can go eat somewhere else."

He looked so pitiful, his voice full of grievance, and his face blank and innocent.

It was as if everything that had just happened was her illusion.

Xu Wuning's eyes flickered, temporarily suppressing her doubts.

She glanced at him sideways: "You can eat here. If you say another word, I'll beat you up."

Lu Jingci shrank back, not daring to utter another word.

Seeing his timid appearance, Xu Wuning ate a few more bites of rice.

She originally wanted to move on from this matter, and perhaps these random speculations were just her overthinking things.

However, her sixth sense still told her that something was a little strange.

When I went to arrest Lu Jingci today, this sixth sense was particularly strong.

Her eyes, hidden beneath her eyelashes, flickered.

Whether it is or not, a test will tell...

……

After finishing the meal.

Xu Wuning pushed the bowl onto the table and stretched.

Lu Jingci tactfully cleared away the dishes and cautiously asked, "I was just brought back. Can you let me go tonight? Or punish me tomorrow night?"

Xu Wuning leaned back in her chair, lifting her eyelids to look at him: "Of course not!"

"In an hour, I'll give you a lecture. Go change your clothes, wear less so it'll be easier to take them off later."

Lu Jingci's ears turned red, but he dared not utter a sound.

However, his eyes, hidden beneath his eyelashes, curved slightly, and his Adam's apple bobbed violently.

Xu Wuning stood up and walked towards the bedroom. "I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to rest for a while. You just wait and see, I'll deal with you when I wake up, you hear me?"

Lu Jingci was washing dishes, his back to her, and gave a weak "hmm," his voice trembling.

Xu Wuning didn't say anything more and yawned sleepily.

She pushed open the bedroom door and went in, closing it behind her but leaving a crack.

She didn't go to bed.

The drowsiness on my face had completely disappeared.

She leaned against the wall by the door, listening intently to the sounds coming from the living room.

At first, there was the sound of water. Lu Jingci was washing dishes, and the water flow was not very strong, as if she was afraid of disturbing her sleep.

Then came footsteps, from the kitchen to the living room, probably someone tidying up the table, and then it was quiet for a while.

Xu Wuning waited patiently.

Sure enough, not long after, footsteps sounded again, this time heading towards the dressing room.

A few minutes later, she saw Lu Jingci pass by the living room through the crack in the door. He had changed into thinner clothes, and the top two buttons of his collar were loosely undone.

He sat down on the sofa, picked up his phone, opened the camera, and looked at the mirror above.

He brushed his hair back.

He straightened his collar again.

He then pulled the hem of his shirt out of his waistband, looked down at his waistline, and seemed to be thinking about something.

A few seconds later, he unbuttoned another button, opening his collar even wider.

He was still not satisfied, so he unbuttoned another button, tugged at his shirt to reveal a large expanse of his chest, and then ruffled his hair to make it look messy, adopting the demeanor of a brothel owner who would be bullied by anyone.

He breathed softly twice more, as if testing which sounded better.

Xu Wuning: "..."

She squinted behind the crack in the door.

What is this person doing?

The more I look at it, the more it resembles a male prostitute in a brothel.

She continued watching. Lu Jingci's long legs were spread apart, one hand resting on his knee, the other hand supporting him on the sofa cushion, his waist slumped down in this posture...

Xu Wuning suddenly felt a headache.

She looked away and tiptoed back to the bedside.

Her eyes darkened.

She reached for the thermometer in the bedside table, then glanced at the hot water in the thermos next to her. She had an idea.

on the sofa.

After tidying himself up, Lu Jingci sat there obediently, waiting for Ningning to come out and discipline him.

An hour has passed.

The bedroom was quiet; the door was closed, and there wasn't a sound coming from inside.

Lu Jingci turned his head to look in the direction of the bedroom, frowned, leaned back on the sofa, and stared at the light on the ceiling.

Where are they? They said one hour, but where are they?

Another half hour passed, and she still hadn't come out.

After a while, still no one was there.

Lu Jingci couldn't sit still any longer.

Where's Ningning? Still sleeping? Should we let him off the hook tonight?

What happened to the promised benefits?

How can this be?

Lu Jingci stood up from the sofa, took two steps and then stopped, looked at his shirt and unbuttoned the fourth button.

He then walked towards the bedroom, taking very light steps, and carefully approached the bedside.

Xu Wuning lay on the bed, her breathing steady, her eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes.

Lu Jingci stopped beside the bed, leaned closer, and asked tentatively in a low voice, "It's been almost two hours. Should we cancel tonight?"

The person on the bed didn't respond; she didn't even blink.

Lu Jingci waited two seconds, then raised his voice slightly, his tone feigning nonchalance, "Alright then, thank you for letting me off the hook tonight."

He stood up, pretending to leave, his voice becoming louder as if to deliberately remind him, "Then I'm going to rest too. I won't be punished tonight, and I'm really happy."

He took another step back, slowing his pace, and strained his ears to listen to the sounds coming from the bed.

"...I'm really leaving..."

The person on the bed remained motionless.

Lu Jingci turned to look at Xu Wuning, his brows slowly furrowing.

Why isn't he awake?

He hesitated for a long time, then walked back to the bedside, wondering whether he should wake her up or not.

She was sleeping so soundly, he couldn't bear to wake her. Maybe another day?

But he glanced down at his pants again, but he was already...

Suddenly.

He caught a glimpse of a thermometer on the bedside table out of the corner of his eye.

His eyes widened in surprise. He picked it up and looked at it. It was 38.7 degrees Celsius.

His pupils contracted sharply. He looked at Xu Wuning's face. He had only thought she was sleeping soundly, but now he could see that her face was a little flushed.

Is the temperature so high? Who has a fever? Could it be Ningning?

Instantly, his expression changed drastically. He shook her arm, his tone tightening and suddenly shifting: "Wake up, wake up."

He quickly reached out to touch her forehead, but his hand was a little cold, and he couldn't tell if her temperature was too hot.

"Do you have a fever? Wake up."

No matter how much he shouted, the person on the bed remained motionless, as if they had completely passed out.

"Ningning?"

Lu Jingci's voice trembled immediately, and he subconsciously called her by her nickname.

His feigned innocence vanished completely; his lips turned white, replaced by barely suppressed panic.

He frantically reached for her pulse, and whether it was psychological or real, he felt that the beat was thin and weak, as if it would stop at any moment.

"Ningning, what's wrong, Ningning?"

He called in her ear, his chest heaving, his shoulders visibly trembling: "Wake up, look at me, please say something to me, okay?"

He called out a few more times, but Xu Wuning just lay there, motionless.

Lu Jingci suddenly sat up straight, took out his phone and dialed a number, "Liang Qinghe, get over here right now, come to the villa."

He was extremely anxious, saying something on the other end of the phone: "Don't ask so many questions! Ningning has a fever and can't be woken up. Come now, hurry!"

The phone hangs up.

Lu Jingci was pale and trembling violently, muttering to himself, "No, Liang Qinghe is too late, too late..."

"To bring down the fever, we need to bring down the fever first."

A gentle breeze blew in through the window, and a strand of Xu Wuning's hair brushed against her face, making her feel a little itchy.

Under the covers, her fingers clenched tightly, forcing herself to remain motionless...