My Villainous Persona Collapses as My Family Reads My Mind - chapter 5

Chapter 5

When Meng Zhiyi found the hospital room where the Shen Matriarch was staying, Shen Que was sitting by the bedside peeling fruit. Standing next to him was a girl in a white dress-the Original Female Lead, Song Wei.

Meng Zhiyi’s eyes lit up instantly, itching to rush inside.

[Wow! The male and female leads! If I barge in and interrupt them now, my Dislike Value will definitely go up a lot, right?]

The familiar voice in his ear made Shen Que’s hand pause mid-action.

Meng Zhiyi looked up at the bodyguard blocking her way at the door and flashed a brilliant smile.

The bodyguard felt a chill run down his spine.

The next second, Meng Zhiyi craned her neck and screamed at the top of her lungs, “Brother Shen Que, help! They’re harassing me~~”

The bodyguard’s pupils contracted in shock: “!!!”

Everyone in the hospital room looked over in unison.

The bodyguard, face full of terror, quickly backed three meters away from Meng Zhiyi, his whole body radiating resistance: “I didn’t, I swear! Miss Meng, please don’t wrongly accuse a good person!”

Meng Zhiyi snorted lightly.

[That’s what you get for guarding the door like I’m some kind of flood or beast, not letting me in. Take this-my dirty water attack!]

Half-reclining on the hospital bed, the Shen Matriarch smiled and waved at her. “Yiyi, you’re here! Come, come in.”

Meng Zhiyi swaggered in, not forgetting to shoot the bodyguards a triumphant look.

Bodyguard: “…”

What a Female Fiend!

Inside the room, Song Wei was holding a glass of water, standing very close to Shen Que. The two looked quite intimate.

A golden couple-truly a perfect match.

Song Wei looked at her gently and spoke in a seemingly kind tone, “Sister Zhiyi, you’re here. Come, have a seat over here.”

Her demeanor was as if she were the mistress of the hospital room.

Meng Zhiyi glanced at the spot Song Wei indicated.

It was the visitor’s lounge area provided in the hospital room, a bit of a distance from Shen Que and the Shen Matriarch.

[I have to admit, Song Wei really has an innocent, harmless face. She’s gentle, considerate, and sensible-no wonder she can make Shen Que so devoted to her.]

Shen Que: “?”

Meng Zhiyi’s eyes flashed, her face full of arrogance. “I’ll sit wherever I want! Who are you to tell me? This isn’t your house!”

[But what does it matter to me? I’m here to stir things up!]

[Hehehe, I’m being so rude-Shen Que and the Shen Matriarch must be unhappy now, right?]

[Come on! Let’s get things heated!]

Shen Que listened to her inner thoughts in silence: “…”

How could someone be so… two-faced?

And also…

Shen Que frowned almost imperceptibly.

He was devoted to Song Wei?

How could that be possible?

Meng Zhiyi stomped over, stuck out her butt, and forcefully squeezed Song Wei aside, wedging herself between them.

Then she glared fiercely at Song Wei. “Brother Shen Que is my fiancé now! Can you have some shame and stay away from a man who’s already taken?!”

The original Meng Zhiyi used to do this too-any woman who came within half a meter of Shen Que was treated as an enemy.

That was exactly why Shen Que hated her behavior, and thus disliked her as a person.

Song Wei was caught off guard by the shove, spilling some water from her glass, her smile almost slipping.

She glanced at Shen Que,

Only to see that, contrary to his usual dislike for Meng Zhiyi, Shen Que did not reject her closeness.

Song Wei bit her lip, a trace of disappointment flashing in her eyes. She forced a smile and said, “Sister Zhiyi, you misunderstood. I… I only see Shen Que as a friend.”

“Friend?” Meng Zhiyi snorted coquettishly. “First a friend, then a ‘sister,’ and finally you become his little darling, right?”

As she spoke, she sneaked a look at Shen Que.

[Seriously, I’m attacking the female lead directly-how can you still sit there calmly?]

[Come on, scold me! Or kick me out!]

Song Wei was clearly no stranger to Meng Zhiyi’s unreasonable antics, but with the Shen Matriarch present, she didn’t know what to say for a moment and could only look to Shen Que for help.

But Shen Que was still meticulously peeling his apple,

As if he could carve flowers into it.

Song Wei felt even more disappointed, her eyes reddening, her face tinged with embarrassment. “Then what can I do to make Sister Zhiyi happy?”

Meng Zhiyi gritted her teeth, looking thoroughly displeased. “Just seeing you makes me unhappy! Also, I only have four brothers, no sisters, so stop trying to get close to me!”

“If you had any self-awareness, you’d hide whenever you see me, so you wouldn’t be an eyesore!”

As Meng Zhiyi said this, she kept glancing at Shen Que and the Shen Matriarch from time to time.
“Eldest Brother, how can you still be in the mood to peel apples? Your wife is about to be scolded to tears by me!”

“Stop peeling apples! Come peel me instead!”

Shen Que: “…”

He silently cut the peeled apple in half and handed one piece to the Shen Matriarch.

Meng Zhiyi saw this scene and suddenly understood.

“I get it now. Shen Que isn’t speaking up because he doesn’t dare defend Song Wei in front of the Shen Matriarch. He can only protect her in this way.”

“Another day moved by the love between the male and female leads.”

“As for the Shen Matriarch… Could it be that she’s hard of hearing and didn’t catch what I just said?”

“Yiyi, don’t just stand there, come sit next to Grandma.” The Shen Matriarch patted the spot beside her.

The Shen Matriarch truly liked Meng Zhiyi, her gaze openly showing her affection.

Meng Zhiyi: “…”

“Confirmed, the Shen Matriarch is hard of hearing.”

Meng Zhiyi collected her thoughts, grinned widely, and squeezed herself next to Shen Que, sitting by the hospital bed.

Shen Que’s brow twitched, then he silently moved his stool back a little.

“Come, have a piece of apple.” The Shen Matriarch immediately handed Meng Zhiyi the apple Shen Que had just given her.

Meng Zhiyi pretended to be shy, looking at the other half in Shen Que’s hand and said, “I want the one in Brother Shen Que’s hand.”

As soon as she said this, the Shen Matriarch looked over, her gaze lingering on the apple in Shen Que’s hand before she stared intently at him.

That look seemed to say that if Shen Que didn’t give it, the Shen Matriarch would get angry.

“Here.” Shen Que handed it over expressionlessly.

Meng Zhiyi scrunched up her face and said sweetly, “Help me remove the apple seeds, please~”

Shen Que’s handsome brows furrowed slightly, his gaze at Meng Zhiyi deep and unreadable.

“Hehe, you want to peel apples? I’ll make sure you peel enough!”

Shen Que: “…”

“Xiao Que, help Yiyi remove the seeds.” The Shen Matriarch spoke up.

Shen Que didn’t like Meng Zhiyi-in fact, he could say he disliked her. But he couldn’t go against his grandmother and make her angry.

He sighed inwardly and obediently removed the seeds before handing the apple to her.

Meng Zhiyi raised her brows slightly, glanced at the quietly upset Song Wei, her eyes flashing, and then bit into the apple while Shen Que was still holding it.

Her soft, warm lips suddenly brushed his fingertips, and Shen Que, as if shocked, quickly withdrew his hand.

His expression grew even darker as he warned her, “Meng Zhiyi!”

Meng Zhiyi took the apple from her mouth, grinning at Song Wei as she took another bite. “Ah, apples peeled by Brother Shen Que are so sweet. Just thinking about being able to eat them every day after we get married makes me so happy.”

“Come on! Let the flames of anger burn even fiercer!”

The Shen Matriarch was very satisfied seeing the two so close.

She said gently, “Once you reach the legal age, Grandma will arrange your wedding, all right?”

Meng Zhiyi blushed shyly. “Okay, thank you, Grandma~”

“Legal age? Isn’t that next year? NO! That won’t do!”

“I need to think of a way to make Shen Que max out his Dislike Value and break off the engagement! I don’t want to be a pawn in his and Song Wei’s play!”

Shen Que wiped the fruit knife with a tissue, listening to Meng Zhiyi’s inner thoughts, his eyes deep in contemplation.

So, Meng Zhiyi’s real intention is to break off the engagement?

Then why does she keep clinging to me? And pretend to like me so much?

Shen Que’s gaze darkened as he looked at her.

What exactly is she up to?

Meng Zhiyi didn’t notice his gaze, munching on her apple and plotting in her mind.

“Tsk, this is tough. I did all that just now, but neither of them reacted at all, and didn’t defend Song Wei. This act is hard to keep up…”

“Honestly, you two are the worst I’ve ever worked with. You don’t even know how to pick up the cues!”

“Maybe… I should just go crazy!”

Shen Que listened to her thoughts, his face darkening.

Thinking that his grandmother had just woken up and worried that Meng Zhiyi might lose control, he stood up and grabbed her hand.

“?”

Meng Zhiyi was stunned.

“Eldest Brother, what are you doing?”

Shen Que said nothing, pulling her out of the hospital room.

The Shen Matriarch saw Shen Que’s gloomy face and, worried he might bully Meng Zhiyi, quickly called out, “Xiao Que, you can’t bully Yiyi!”

Song Wei’s gaze fell on Shen Que holding Meng Zhiyi’s hand. She bit her lip and said, “Grandma, don’t worry, I’ll go talk to him.”

With that, Song Wei chased after them.