Cry louder, I can't hear you.

Yun Qiao realized what was happening and instinctively turned her back, crossing her arms over her chest.

"You...you're a pervert!"

"A pervert begging you to go into his bathroom?"

"..."

Where did Shen Suwei learn so many sharp-tongued remarks?

Yun Qiao couldn't argue with him, so she turned her back to him and slowly moved to the door, preparing to open it.

But I couldn't turn the handle open; I realized he had locked it.

"You, you open the door quickly, I need to get out."

This time, Shen Suwei was easy to talk to and didn't say he wouldn't give it to him.

Perhaps he knew that she wouldn't dare leave his room now, given her appearance.

He took pity on her and opened the door for her.

Then, he took a shower inside for half an hour.

Yun Qiao waited for him outside the door for half an hour, and was also freezing for half an hour.

The door finally opened.

Yun Qiao had been holding back her anger for a long time and was about to start cursing, but when she was caught off guard and their eyes met, she immediately backed down.

She almost said it, but then abruptly stopped herself and coughed.

"Are you done washing?"

Shen Suwei glanced at her, paused, and said in a neutral tone:

"Won't the air conditioner automatically turn up the temperature when it's cold?"

Yunqiao choked.

If he doesn't speak up, would she dare?

She was seething with anger inside, but Yun Qiao had to keep up a fawning smile on her face.

"It's okay, I'm not cold."

"Yeah, you're tough."

Yun Qiao: "..." Is she implying that she's shameless?

bastard...

She cursed him eight hundred times in her heart, but when she saw him turn and walk towards the sofa, Yun Qiao took a deep breath and obediently followed behind him.

"I'll give you only one minute to explain." He sat in front of the sofa, his long legs crossed, his posture composed.

He glanced at the clock on the right wall. "Let's begin."

"You made me say it," she muttered softly.

Shen Su looked at her coldly: "You don't have to say it."

A blatant threat.

Yun Qiao took a deep breath and clenched her fingers.

We'll give it our all.

Actually, it's because... I like you.

The last four words were spoken in a voice so low they were like a mosquito's hum, yet at a rapid pace.

Shen Suwei seemed not to have heard clearly, or perhaps it was something else; he paused for a long time:

"...What?"

His voice was somewhat hoarse, and his eyes were dark and unfathomable as he looked at her, sharp, complex, and incomprehensible.

Yun Qiao had already rehearsed countless times while waiting outside, and now she gritted her teeth and repeated it even louder:

"I said, it's because I like you! That's why I'm curious about you, wanting to know what you like and dislike. I even sneaked into your room just to see your things and learn more about you..."

Shen Suwei's gaze became even stranger, and Yun Qiao was startled, her voice weakening further.

What's going on? Did she bring me bad luck?

Why that expression?

[System, if Shen Suwei is disgusted by me and kills me and dumps my body, can you resurrect me?]

The system paused for a moment, then logged on: [This is a society governed by law. Shen Suwei is merely a villain, not a murderer.]

Do you think I should believe your reasoning?

Shen Suwei suddenly spoke.

Yun Qiao cautiously raised her head and looked at him.

His eyes were calm.

This statement sounds like both a question and an inquiry.

It seems that as long as Yun Qiao says it's okay, he will believe her.

As soon as the idea came to mind, Yun Qiao shuddered.

How could she make such a connection?

Are you crazy?

Shen Suwei looked at her, paused for a moment, and silently asked the indoor smart robot to turn up the temperature.

Yun Qiao didn't notice his actions. Coming to her senses, she uttered the lines she had prepared beforehand:

"Of course you can believe me. Because everything I'm saying is true."

What do you like about me?

Great, you've hit the nail on the head. She already had the answer in mind.

Yun Qiao returned with confidence and composure:

"Whether it's your talent, appearance, family background, or character, you are the most outstanding man I have ever met."

"Look at you, so young, yet you can stand on your own, take over the family business, and make it flourish. You're so talented! And your character, who is as responsible and dependable as you? Just because my parents accidentally saved you, you were willing to take the initiative to help an orphan like me. I have always been especially grateful to you and admire you."

"Of course, I must admit that part of the reason I like you is because you are even better looking than celebrities."

Netizens said they should praise and admire him.

Wasn't what she said quite substantial?

I admired it from the inside out!

"Is she prettier than Li Ruoyan?"

"Of course—oh?"

Li Ruoyan?

Yun Qiao was startled, looking at him with surprise and curiosity:

How do you know Li Ruoyan?

Shen Suwei also pays attention to the entertainment industry?

So surprised was Yun Qiao that she forgot to think about why he suddenly mentioned Li Ruoyan.

Actually, Yun Qiao doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry. She only knows Li Ruoyan because he is the second male lead in this novel.

He and Shen Shiyu were high school classmates. After the college entrance examination, he entered the film academy and also made his debut.

He is now a highly sought-after top celebrity.

Six months ago, when he held a concert, Yun Qiao accompanied Shen Shiyu to support him.

"Who's prettier, me or Li Ruoyan?"

His eyes remained expressionless, yet unusually, he repeated the question.

Yun Qiao didn't understand, but she praised it with her eyes closed:

"Of course it's you! Comparing you to him is beneath you; he's no match for you!"

To be honest, Shen Suwei is indeed very good-looking.

She was the most beautiful person she had ever met in this world.

Of course, if you can ignore his utterly unlovable personality.

"Whether it's your looks, talent, or anything else, you're number one in my heart!"

System: […Host, that's an exaggeration. Do you think Shen Suwei is an idiot?]

"Yunqiao, do you think I'm easy to fool?"

Shen Suwei's voice and the system's voice sounded at the same time.

Yun Qiao's face stiffened.

But the next second, she instantly looked innocent:

"Everyone says beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I like you, I think you're the most outstanding person in the world, isn't that enough...?"

"You like me?"

His eyes turned slightly cold, as if he had finally shed Yun Qiao's false lies. "You liked that I've been avoiding you all these years?"

"I've already explained that I wasn't avoiding you; I was just too busy, and I was also afraid you'd dislike me and would see me—"

"If you like me, why didn't you tell Shen Shiyu that you like that male classmate?"

Yunqiao choked.

She blinked and looked at him.

So he knew all along?

Why would Shen Shiyu tell Shen Suwei this?

She's really angry!

"...If I said that Shiyu misunderstood, would you believe me?"

What do you think?

His gaze grew increasingly somber.

Yun Qiao sensed something was wrong and quickly tried to explain:

"But she really misunderstood. I really don't like Cheng Xichi!"

"Cheng Xichi..." he repeated softly, unhurriedly, then suddenly looked up at Yun Qiao, "Was it nice?"

His lips were slightly upturned, as if he were smiling.

But when Yun Qiao heard this, her lips immediately froze.

Wasn't this what she told Chi Zhou...?

Holy crap, this person is not only ruthless, but also sarcastic and malicious...

"It's alright."

"I remember you saying, 'Do male and female classmates normally hold hands when taking photos?' So, you were holding him so tightly back then..."

He spoke at a measured pace, paused, and his expression even softened.

He gazed tenderly at Yun Qiao. "You must really like him, right?"

Yun Qiao: "..."

It seems like no matter whether she says she likes it or not, she's destined to suffer a terrible fate...

Why aren't you answering?

"Are you thinking about how to deceive me?"

His tone became increasingly gentle.

His facial features appeared exceptionally soft under the light. His fingers rested on his knees, tapping lightly, once, then again.

It's like counting down the time until Yun Qiao's death...