His Flower Language - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

The girl was one of Yan Yi’s toxic solo stans.

She looked pretty young, so the police contacted her parents and had them take her home for a proper talking-to.

After I finished comforting Le Chun, I looked over at the second male lead, who had stayed silent the entire time.

His eyes were misty, making him look a little pitiful, and he kept glancing at me.

A conspicuous lump had swollen up on his forehead.

The System screamed, [You clearly could’ve dodged that! Why didn’t you?]

[What if your face gets ruined? That perfect face of yours! What do you think you’re relying on to be the devoted second male lead? Your face!]

His long lashes lowered slightly.

[All right, a self-inflicted injury ploy plus a beauty trap, huh? I get it. Even though you’re from a no-romance novel, you really do know what you’re doing. Host, you’re so smart! I knew you were reliable! This will definitely seduce the female lead!]

On his pale forehead, the red swelling stood out sharply.

[Now’s the perfect chance. Go talk to the female lead. The scene of your first meeting has changed a little, but overall, it doesn’t affect much.]

I hesitantly asked him, “Sir, are you okay?”

The System fed him his line right on cue. [Why is it the supporting female character? Ugh, forget it, same difference. First say you’re fine, then show some appropriate concern for them and find a way to shift the focus onto the female lead!]

Then I heard him say, “I’m not.”

I nodded automatically. “I’m really sorry about what happened just now. Even though you said you’re fine, your forehead is swollen… Hm?”

A beat late, I looked at him, only to see his eyes curving with a smile as he repeated, “I’m not okay. It hurts. A lot.”

“My heart’s also beating a little fast, I’m having trouble breathing, and my whole body feels hot…”

The System said, […That’s called being in heat.]

Oh, so he was in heat. I thought he was trying to scam me.

I froze for a moment, then saw him smile, two deep dimples appearing beside his lips.

His beautiful eyes stared straight at me, bright and burning.

“I’m kidding. I’m fine.”

Chapter 3

It really was a perfect face.

Exactly my type.

I didn’t know why that thought suddenly came to me.

But he had been dragged into this because of me.

I felt awful. Yan Yi had a massive fanbase. After people dug up the fact that he was the Yan Family’s sole heir, they soon discovered the engagement between him and me.

From then on, there were always people finding new ways to harass me.

There were also more extreme groups who would follow me around, like today.

I sued one batch of them, but it only provoked them further, making them even more outrageous.

Especially after Yan Yi publicly stated that he only wanted to focus on his career and that the engagement had been arranged by our parents and had nothing to do with him personally.

The harassment only intensified.

It wasn’t until everyone found out I wasn’t the Le Family’s biological child and the engagement no longer counted that things gradually returned to normal.

I hadn’t expected myself to let my guard down anyway.

Le Chun had gotten quite the scare.

And the second male lead who’d been accidentally dragged into it-Lin Qi-had gotten a huge bump smashed onto his head.

I accompanied Lin Qi to get it treated.

Le Chun obediently followed behind us.

The System spoke up. [Hurry up and talk to the female lead!]

Lin Qi smiled with distant politeness and said nothing.

The System said, [Can you not smile like that? Didn’t you see the female lead move farther away from you?]

When I looked back at him, his smile was clearly radiant.

I withdrew my gaze again.

The System roared, [Enough already. Who are you changing faces for? I honestly can’t with you. Talk to the female lead right now! Start by finding a shared topic!]

Then I heard Lin Qi ask Le Chun, “Would your sister mind having one more boyfriend?”

Me: “…”

I turned back around and saw him smiling like a flower in bloom.

I pressed my lips together and, against my true feelings, politely declined. “Mr. Lin, you’re not my type.”