My Villainous Persona Collapses as My Family Reads My Mind - chapter 3

Chapter 3

Meng Zhiyi quickly glanced at Meng Zhizhou, who had just choked on his water. He set down his cup without changing expression and said calmly, “The water was too hot.”

Meng Zhiyi looked at him with concern. “Brother, are you burned?”

[Why didn’t it burn him to death? What a pity.]

Meng Zhizhou: “…”

Meng Father and Meng Mother were both shocked, instinctively looking at Meng Zhiyi.

They could see clearly that Meng Zhiyi hadn’t spoken at all.

So what was that voice just now?

Was it the voice in her heart?

And… their son had just drunk cold water! How could it possibly burn his mouth?

Did he hear it too?

The couple weren’t sure if the other could hear it, so they exchanged a strange glance, reading a certain meaning in each other’s eyes.

The living room was eerily quiet.

[Hmm? Why is no one talking?]

[Ah, I get it, you’re all waiting for my performance, aren’t you?]

Meng Father and Meng Mother looked confused.

What performance?

The next second, they saw Meng Zhiyi, like a calf, suddenly crash into Shen Que’s arms, forcing him to take several steps back.

Then she looked up, her face shy, her voice coquettish: “Brother Shen Que~ You came to see me, didn’t you? I knew it, Brother Shen Que cares about me the most. I love you so much, wuwuwu.”

Shen Que froze in place, his gaze deep as he looked at her, and a clear voice echoed in his ears.

[Ugh ugh ugh! I’m numb! Do I really have to keep up this persona?]

[But Shen Que hates being touched by others. Now that I’m hugging him like this, he’ll definitely hate me even more!]

[Hehehe! Hate me! The more you hate, the better!]

Everyone in the living room who could hear her inner voice fell silent.

The Meng Family cast complicated glances at her.

Did she hit her head when she fell down the stairs last time?

Should they take her to the hospital for a checkup?

She held her S-shaped pose for several seconds, until her back started to ache, but Shen Que still hadn’t pushed her away.

Meng Zhiyi: ?

[What does this guy mean? Why hasn’t he pushed me away yet? In the plot, he hates me, doesn’t like being touched, and if I touch him he acts like he’s grabbed poop and washes for three days and nights, right?]

Shen Que: “…”

Meng Father: “…”

Meng Mother: “…”

Meng Zhizhou: “…”

Seeing no reaction, Meng Zhiyi, determined to maintain her persona as a lovesick fool, could only keep hugging Shen Que: “Brother Shen Que, I miss you so much, I miss you so much my heart, my liver, my lungs all hurt.”

[Tsk, why are the Meng Family all mute too? Shouldn’t they be scolding me for being shameless and uncultured?]

Meng Zhiyi’s mind was exploding, but her face remained pressed against Shen Que’s waist, looking at him with deep affection, unable to resist touching his abs twice.

[Sss, nice body, this waist feels strong. Song Wei is really lucky.]

[I remember there’s a drugging plot… Should I just sleep with him first and enjoy myself?]

Shen Que: “!”

Meng Zhizhou: “…” So this is what my sister is like.

Meng Father and Meng Mother: This embarrassing thing, we don’t want her anymore.

At that moment, Shen Que, as if electrocuted, suddenly pushed Meng Zhiyi away.

Meng Zhiyi fell to the ground, clutching her plastered hand, her little face scrunched up: “Aiya~ it hurts.”

Meng Zhizhou’s eyelid twitched, recalling the doctor’s instructions that night, and instinctively looked at Meng Zhiyi’s plastered hand.

The next second, her voice echoed in his ears.

[If I faint right now, can I scam ten or eighty thousand in medical fees? No, that’s too little. That kind of money doesn’t match his status as the Jing Circle Prince. It has to be at least seven figures.]

“…”

Shen Que looked impassively at Meng Zhiyi sitting on the floor, his gaze deep, quickly processing the fact that he could hear her inner voice.

He looked up, discreetly glancing at the Meng Family on the sofa. Their faces showed no expression at all.

Could it be that only he could hear Meng Zhiyi’s inner voice?

Why?

[Why is this guy still staring at me without saying anything? Isn’t he here to break off the engagement? Is the plot stuck? If the breakup plot doesn’t happen soon, Shen Matriarch will be in the hospital.]
Shen Que’s eyes flashed, and he said coldly, “Get up first.”

“I won’t get up unless Brother Shen Que gives me a kiss, a hug, and lifts me up~” Meng Zhiyi lay on the ground, pouting, her expression exaggerated and coquettish.

[He should lose his temper now, right?]

Shen Que: “…”

If he couldn’t hear her inner thoughts, he would have been fooled by her.

Shen Que stared at her, then suddenly let out a low laugh. “Alright, I’ll pick you up.”

Meng Zhiyi’s expression froze. “!”

Shen Que walked toward Meng Zhiyi, and she widened her eyes.

[What? Did he take the wrong medicine? Isn’t he supposed to scold me for being shameless? He actually wants to hug me?]

[I get it! This bastard is lusting after my body!]

[Perfect, I haven’t touched enough yet. Let me feel those abs again.]

Meng Zhiyi immediately threw Shen Que a flirtatious wink and reached out her hand. “I want a princess carry~”

Shen Que paused, feeling as if he’d shot himself in the foot.

“Ahem, men and women shouldn’t be so intimate. You’d better get up yourself.”

Meng Zhiyi: “…”

[Now you care about propriety with me? But when you and Song Wei slept together before marriage in the plot, you didn’t think so.]

On the sofa, Meng Father, Meng Mother, and Meng Zhizhou were almost unable to hold back their laughter.

Was this something they could listen to?

“Well then, I understand Brother Shen Que.” As she spoke, Meng Zhiyi got up by herself, then blinked her moist apricot eyes, her voice sweet and coy. “Did Brother Shen Que come for something today? Surely not just to see me? If so, I’m so happy.”

[The ladder is set up. Boy, start your performance!]

Shen Que’s thin lips parted, just about to speak, when a sudden ringtone interrupted him.

Meng Zhiyi raised her eyebrows imperceptibly.

[This should be the call notifying him that Shen Matriarch is in the hospital, right? Sigh, the old lady is so unfortunate in her later years. At her age, she still worries about the huge family business. Shen Que’s Younger Uncle is always eyeing it, and the Maid placed by his side drugs her every day, which finally leads to a sudden heart attack and death.]

A dark light flashed quickly in Shen Que’s eyes, and his grip on the phone tightened, but he still forced down the surging emotions in his heart.

He answered the call. “Uncle Zhou, what’s wrong?”

“Xiao Que, come to the hospital quickly. The old lady suddenly fainted.”

Shen Que’s heart tightened slightly. He looked up at Meng Zhiyi, seeing her still wearing that affectionate expression.

He hurriedly agreed, then hung up and ignored Meng Zhiyi’s eager gaze, turning to Meng Father and Meng Mother. “Uncle Meng, Auntie, something urgent came up at home. I won’t disturb you today. I’ll visit another time.”

Meng Father was still caught up in the drama, quickly coughed and forced a smile. “No problem, go ahead and take care of it.”

Meng Mother also hurriedly called out to Meng Zhizhou, “Son, go see Xiao Shen out.”

Only Meng Zhiyi stood there with a twisted expression.

[He’s leaving just like that?]

[What about the breakup plot?? Is it broken? Bugged?]

As Shen Que left, he gave Meng Zhiyi a meaningful look, and she immediately put on a worried expression.

But Shen Que said nothing, leaving Meng Zhiyi to start doubting her life.

After Meng Zhizhou saw Shen Que out, Meng Zhiyi finally turned to look at Meng Father and Meng Mother on the sofa.

Meng Father quickly picked up the newspaper, Meng Mother grabbed her teacup and drank tea.

[Oh? Reading the newspaper? Better read fast, soon Old Meng will be in the ICU, and in the end someone will pull out his oxygen tube and suffocate him to death. So pitiful.]

Meng Father: !?

Meng Mother’s hand holding the teacup suddenly trembled, spilling tea.

Meng Zhiyi blinked and asked with concern, “Mom? Is your tea too hot?”

[Drink up, drink more. Soon you’ll only be able to pick food out of the trash heap.]

Meng Mother: ?!

Just then, Meng Zhizhou, having just seen the guest out, stepped back into the house.

He immediately heard his little sister’s crisp voice, tinged with schadenfreude.

[Especially my Eldest Brother, in the end he actually…]