My vampire princess wants to repay a debt of gratitude.

Solitude has a certain magic; it can make an outgoing person become more reserved, and vice versa.

The reserved Ye Zimo looked around the house, sat down on the sofa, and lay down as if she were in her own home.

A pair of long, slender legs, like white pythons, were particularly eye-catching beneath the pleated mini-skirt.

With legs like these, Lin Mo felt he could play around with them for a lifetime.

"Take your blasphemous gaze back."

Ye Zimo said calmly, without a trace of extra emotion on her face.

Peeking at the vampire again and getting caught red-handed... Okay, I'm used to it.

No, you can't let people see it. At least wear more clothes! It's winter now. Can't you have some basic respect for winter? Even my own little sister is wearing thermal underwear at this time of year!

Besides, lying flat as soon as you arrive at my house can easily cause misunderstandings, okay? Why don't you sit up for me!

Lin Mo roared inwardly, while reluctantly turning his gaze away.

"Are you really going back?"

"Yes, you saw what happened just now. I'll cause you trouble if I'm here."

No, you didn't. You could have easily taken them down.

"I don't find it troublesome."

Lin Mo sat down next to Ye Zimo. The sofa, which wasn't very big to begin with, could just fit the two of them, but the contact was intimate.

During this rare moment of solitude, Lin Mo felt he had to do something to prevent the vampire from returning. He felt he would regret it if he didn't do something.

Ye Zimo pulled her long legs back, giving Lin Mo enough space.

Although she is only 162cm tall, she has a very good body proportion, with long legs and a slim waist. Well, apart from being flat-chested.

Lin Mo unconsciously took off his coat and covered Ye Zimo's legs above the knees.

Men who do this are generally considered very gentlemanly and considerate of women.

However, Lin Mo did this merely to prevent evil thoughts from arising.

“I can help you. As you saw, I just absorbed their power, which will make it easier for you to fight.”

Before Lin Mo could finish speaking, Ye Zimo sat up.

The two of them noticed at the same time that someone was coming.

Lin Mo smelled a familiar scent: ginger tea.

Their eyes met. What was she doing here?

Thump thump thump—

A knock came at the door.

Lin Mo stood up, picked up the cactus plant on the table, sniffed it to make sure she was alone, and then slowly opened the door.

If Jiang Chatu were to attack him, he would not hesitate to make her Yu Ji-like face come into close contact with the cactus.

Jiang Chatu looked dejected, her eyes lifeless. Despite her beauty, she seemed like a soulless shell, appearing harmless.

Lin Mo hid the cactus behind his back and let her in.

"Tell me about it."

Ye Zimo lay on the sofa, propping up her slightly turned body with one hand, looking every bit like an empress.

I always felt that Jiang Chatu should kneel on the ground and report at times like this.

Lin Mo pulled up a small chair for Jiang Chatu and poured her a glass of water.

We don't have luxury items like tea and coffee at home.

"sorry."

Jiang Chatu took the cup, her delicate eyebrows slightly lowered.

"I've caused you trouble."

"This is indeed a big problem. Xiang Yu won't listen to any explanations and insists on killing me, which makes me feel very unsafe."

Lin Mo put down the cactus, his face serious. "After all, I'm just an ordinary human being."

Jiang Chatu looked up and saw his unusually serious expression, her lips twitching.

An ordinary human being? Do you think I'd believe that?

Ye Zimo scrutinized Jiang Chatu, waiting for her to offer an explanation.

Chapter 85 Doraemon

"I... regret it."

Jiang Chatu slowly opened his mouth.

Ye Zimo frowned almost imperceptibly.

Lin Mo: "You know that the Painted Skin Demon's art of painting skin is irreversible."

Jiang Chatu shook her head. "I didn't mean to tell anyone, but he was so angry. I've never seen him so angry before. I told him everything he asked."

A tear welled up in Jiang Chatu's eyes.

"He wants to kill the plastic surgeon because you had plastic surgery? That doesn't make sense. Did you do something unnecessary?"

Lin Mo complained.

"I thought that by obtaining everything from Yu Ji, I could win his love, but I was wrong."

“When I appeared, he was already with another woman. Her name is Su Mumiao. She is clearly very different from Yu Ji, but for some reason, Yu just likes her very much. I am not reconciled. I have paid so much and waited so long for this day. How can I let a strange woman interfere in our relationship?”

Hey hey hey... if they're already together when you get there, then you're the third party, okay?

Lin Mo did not interrupt Jiang Chatu, letting her continue.

“My appearance disrupted Yu’s rhythm. Just as I predicted, Yu Ji’s face was etched deep in his mind. Even after so many years, he still hasn’t forgotten her.”

“It’s not just his face, but also his personality and voice. I imitated them all so perfectly that he mistook me for the reincarnation of Yu Ji.”

"He broke up with Su Mumiao and got together with me. Although it was a short time, those two days were the happiest time of my life."

"He also explained to me why he was with that woman, Su Mumiao, because he mistakenly thought she was Yu Ji."

"Upon hearing this reason, my sense of crisis suddenly arose, and my woman's sixth sense and jealousy made me lose my mind."

"Perhaps, Su Mumiao is the real Yu Ji. So no matter how her appearance, personality, or voice have changed, her core soul has not. No matter how long I deceive Yu, he will eventually wake up and return to Su Mumiao's side."

“I will not allow this to happen.”

A cold and resolute glint flashed in Jiang Chatu's eyes.

"So, you killed her?"

Ye Zimo asked calmly.

"I simply cast a simple spell on her to aggravate and amplify her pain from the breakup."

"As a result, she committed suicide."

Jiang Chatu covered her face with both hands.

"Afterwards, Yu discovered that she was dead. Even though I was still playing the part perfectly, he still found out that I was Jiang Chatu."

"Is it your scent?"

Lin Mo asked curiously, because he could smell it too.

"No, when I first met him, I used herbs to cover up all my scent. He didn't notice me because of Su Mumiao's death."

As Lin Mo listened to Jiang Chatu's account, it largely matched his own judgment. However, he never expected that Su Mumiao would actually die.

No wonder Xiang Yu was so angry.

Who wouldn't be furious in this situation?! After searching for a lover for so many years, he only had a few good days before he was killed.

A woman like Jiang Chatu doesn't deserve sympathy.

Of course, he didn't know what had happened between Jiang Chatu and Xiang Yu that made Jiang Chatu have such a crazy obsession.

But her recent expression of regret seems to stem from the fact that she killed someone, which at least proves that she still has some conscience.

"Yes, you killed someone important to him, and he didn't kill you, but instead came looking for Lin Mo..."

Ye Zimo stared coldly at Jiang Chatu.

Jiang Chatu lowered her head. "That's right, he was furious and wanted to kill me, but I told him I was Jiang Chatu, and he became even more distressed. He asked who had turned me into this state, and I had no choice but to tell him the whole story."

"I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you, and I want to make it up to you."

Jiang Chatu took out a thick book of witchcraft and handed it to Lin Mo.

"This book records the non-mainstream witchcraft that I have studied for many years. As long as you know the witchcraft language and recite the incantation according to a special ritual, it can work. I am giving it to you in the hope that you can survive."

Jiang Chatu's eyes were filled with exhaustion and despair, as if she were giving her last words.

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, then took the book of witchcraft.

"You came here just for this?"

Ye Zimo looked at Jiang Chatu suspiciously, and Jiang Chatu gave a bitter smile.

"If I still want your help, will you help me?"

Jiang Chatu looked at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat. To be honest, he had absolutely no sympathy for Jiang Chatu.

Jealousy distorts people, and deception makes people ugly.

Jiang Chatu has become twisted because of this love.

This kind of obsessive, yandere-like love is the kind of love that Lin Mo finds most unacceptable.

Whoever knows her is doomed.

Moreover, because of her, Ye Zimo had already been killed by Xiang Yu once, and Lin Mo could not accept it a second time.