Su Jianxiu spoils you, but I won't.
Su Qianqian's strength was astonishing at this moment, pressing down on Su Lian's collarbone until it ached slightly.
Stared at by Su Qianqian's angry eyes, Su Lian began to tremble. Her usually eloquent tongue, which was capable of twisting the truth, became clumsy and she couldn't utter a single word.
Moreover, Su Lian also saw the wound on Su Qianqian's lip.
"Sister...why are you so angry?"
Su Lian was both frightened and shocked, because she had never seen Su Qianqian care about someone so much.
Even in the past, Su Qianqian only bullied her; she didn't care about anyone else.
She never expected that Su Qianqian, such an arrogant and domineering person who was so self-centered, would have a weakness and someone she wanted to protect.
So Su Qianqian... also has this protective side.
Su Qianqian let go of Su Lian's collar. "We're just high school students. You have Su Jianxiu backing you up, so you don't think before you act. You can do whatever you want to me."
However, don't try to take advantage of others. Jiang Cuo still needs to go to university; her life is completely different from yours. She has ambitions, and she will achieve great things in the future. Don't ruin someone because of your petty thoughts.
Su Lian felt as if all her strength had been drained away. She clutched her neck with both hands, gasped for breath, and coughed violently. She stared wide-eyed at her toes in disbelief.
Then Su Qianqian pinched her chin with her index finger and thumb, forcing her to raise her head. "Do you know what to say to the teacher when you get back? My dear sister is so smart, she will definitely not disappoint me."
It's unclear whether Su Qianqian's actions today were too audacious and took Su Lian by surprise, or whether Su Qianqian's aura completely overwhelmed Su Lian.
Su Lian nodded numbly and timidly agreed.
Su Qianqian shook off her hand, ignoring Su Lian's reaction, and turned to leave.
The housekeeper had already parked the car downstairs, waiting for Su Qianqian to get in.
The housekeeper drove straight to the hospital.
[Waste System: Host, don't worry. Jiang Cuo is just drunk from excessive alcohol intake; it's not alcohol poisoning, and he won't experience any other symptoms.]
Su Qianqian rested her elbow on the window, rolled down the window, and let the cool breeze blow on her face. After hearing the system notification, she let out a long breath, and her tense emotions finally relaxed.
Unexpectedly, the formidable female villain, after drinking alcohol, truly behaved just as described in the book.
Soft and cute, easy to bully, extremely clingy.
[Waste System: Warm reminder, congratulations host, you have successfully triggered the reward issued by the system, which is to have an extra intimate contact with Jiang Cuo.]
Since Jiang Cuo is still drunk and unconscious, the system cannot detect his current level of aversion to the host. However, the system issues an additional setting to the host that was not mentioned in the original book.
The secret will be revealed to the host when the integration of the host's Japanese-system world reaches 60%.
Keep up the good work, host!
Su Qianqian tugged at the corner of her mouth, originally wanting to complain about the useless system, but the pain in her mouth immediately brought her back to her senses, and the teeth marks on her neck started to ache faintly.
"Stop the car and buy me two Band-Aids."
"OK."
...
Before getting off the bus, Su Qianqian had already put on the band-aid.
Upon arriving at the hospital lobby, Su Qianqian spotted Jiang Cuo's grandfather pacing anxiously, searching for something.
Su Qianqian immediately stepped forward, "Grandpa, what are you doing here?"
Grandpa looked at her like she was seeing a lifeline. “Xiao Su, the school called me and said that Jiang Cuo was feeling unwell and had been taken to the hospital by ambulance. So I came right away and brought money with me.”
Which ward is Jiang Cuo in now? Have the medical bills been paid?
Su Qianqian looked at the stack of cash that Jiang Cuo's grandfather was holding, guessing that it had been withdrawn from the bank.
Su Qianqian's heart softened. So this is what it feels like to have family members who care about you.
"Grandpa, don't worry. Jiang Cuo just ate something that upset her. Someone has already paid for her medicine. Someone will take care of her. I've already asked the school for leave to stay with Jiang. Don't worry, Grandpa."
The window in Jiang Cuo's hospital room was open for ventilation, so there was no smell of alcohol, and Jiang Cuo's grandfather did not notice anything unusual.
Seeing that Jiang Cuo was sleeping peacefully in the hospital bed, he agreed to let Su Qianqian's housekeeper send him back.
Su Qianqian let out a long sigh, pouting her lips into an "O" shape as much as possible. She was careful not to pull on the wound on her lower lip when she sighed, and then slumped down on the recliner next to Jiang Cuo's hospital bed.
He slumped over, staring at the ceiling like Ge You.
What kind of things happen on this day?
Lying, deceiving, taking advantage of others' innocence, losing one's temper—he did it all.
Moreover, the wound on her lip makes her stand out from the crowd.
After all, you can't just stick a whole forum on your mouth, that would be too weird.
She just wants to live a peaceful life, why is that so difficult?
After sitting for a while, Su Qianqian stood up, picked up a stool, and moved step by step to Jiang Cuo's bedside.
He sat on the edge of Jiang Cuo's bed, then propped his arm up on the bedside table, tilting his head to look at Jiang Cuo's face.
Jiang Cuo had an IV drip in his hand and was covered by a blanket. Su Qianqian stood up and helped Jiang Cuo adjust the IV drip.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Su Qianqian stood up and reached out her hand, her wrist was grabbed as if she had come back from the dead.
The hand that held hers had distinct knuckles, long and slender fingers, and a faint pink tinge at the fingertips.
Startled, Su Qianqian felt a jolt run through her body; that feeling of goosebumps and hair standing on end returned.
Su Qianqian subconsciously looked down and saw Jiang Cuo, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly open his eyes.
His phoenix eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at her.
Jiang Cuo looked as if she had done something wrong and had been caught.
For no apparent reason, Su Qianqian felt a pang of guilt.
Jiang Cuo's lip wound also caught her eye, and Su Qianqian simply couldn't bear to look at it.
Su Qianqian comforted herself.
It must be because of the IV drip that Jiang Cuo woke up so quickly. Now that Jiang Cuo is sober, 99% of drunk people don't remember anything.
Besides, this is originally a world from a book, and so many illogical settings already exist. The useless system must be trying to keep Jiang Cuo from remembering it in order to maintain the plausibility of the plot.
She's not guilty at all.
She has a strong sense of righteousness and has sacrificed so much, even giving away her first kiss, and she hasn't complained yet.
The system needs to be a little more sensible towards her.
Su Qianqian was about to speak to comfort Jiang Cuo, and then explain the whole story to him, and then cut out the parts that should be deleted.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Cuo's phoenix eyes were red, and his gaze seemed to slowly return, looking Su Qianqian up and down and left and right. Then, his consciousness finally settled on the wound on Su Qianqian's lower lip, as if his consciousness had finished loading.
Her lips were slightly pursed, her voice was soft, yet each word was deliberate, forceful, and extremely resolute, while also revealing a hint of grievance.
"Su Qianqian, you have taken liberties with me."
Su Qianqian: "Huh???"
What?!
A note from the author:
Here it comes, here it comes, long and thick!
My darlings, please don't let it get too long before it gets full. From now on, I'll update regularly every day.
The rankings will change tomorrow, updated at 6 PM.
Can you gently pinch your baby's pink paws?
Chapter Twenty
Lightweight.
These two words, neither too light nor too heavy, provide a biased summary of the whole matter.
Su Qianqian, disregarding her stiffness and her wide-eyed shock, watched as Jiang Cuo uttered such slanderous words from her thin lips.
"I……"
Su Qianqian forced herself to speak, only to find that Jiang Cuo's slightly red eyes were extremely determined, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
This caused the wound on Jiang Cuo's lip to appear somewhat...stubborn?
Jiang Cuo's expression suggested that he had already received a definite answer.
No matter how Su Qianqian tried to explain, Jiang Cuo seemed convinced of this outcome.
It was as if she had seen it with her own eyes.
But as soon as Su Qianqian uttered a single word, Jiang Cuo released his grip on Su Qianqian's wrist and then stretched his slender knuckles toward Su Qianqian's face.
Su Qianqian watched as the long, slender hand moved toward her face, until the warm, smooth fingertip pressed against the wound on her lower lip.
Jiang Cuo's fingernails were cut extremely short, level with the flesh of her fingertips. Each nail was clean and white, with a half-moon shape of flesh-colored flesh on it.
Jiang Cuo gently touched the wound on Su Qianqian's lower lip with the pad of her index finger.
Jiang Cuo's persistent gaze was so piercing that Su Qianqian didn't know how to explain herself for a moment.
Or use other words to brush it off.
But this stalemate wasn't good either. Su Qianqian was half-bent over, and her calves were trembling a little.
My legs were so numb in the equipment room, and I've only just recovered.
If it has to be like this again, who can stand it?
So Su Qianqian had no choice but to explain, but she didn't expect that Jiang Cuo's fingers had no intention of leaving. As soon as Su Qianqian opened her mouth, Jiang Cuo's fingers suddenly entered her lips.
The soft tip of Jiang's tongue was pressed against the fingertip of her hand.
Su Qianqian could also feel Jiang Cuo seemingly retaliating by tapping her tongue tip hard with his index fingernail.
Jiang Cuo's lips, which had been tightly pressed together, loosened slightly.