After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again: Chapter 54

ARC 2: THE FILM EMPEROR FROM HUMBLE ORIGINS (10)

Yan Ge was not affected at all. She waved Qi Yuan over: "Come, have breakfast."

Qi Yuan sat at the dining table and secretly glanced at the woman in front of him.

Is this woman really Wang Xiuming's wife? Were they a couple going through difficulties, or a couple that exchanged benefits?

Seeing how fearless she was, Qi Yuan felt it should be the latter. This woman might have powerful parents Wang Xiuming couldn't provoke.

As sat at the dining table, he looked at the woman with an expression that was both curious and confused: "Are you and Wang Xiuming husband and wife? Is it a secret marriage? How did you come to marry Wang Xiuming? What happened between you two?"

"He had affair with his assistant last night." Yan Ge looked up and smiled at Qi Yuan: "It may not have only been last night. Maybe it's been going on for a long time and I only just found out."

"Ai!" She sighed: "This is why men aren't reliable at all. Only family is dependable. A Yuan, you'll be my brother in the future. I'll depend on you for everything."

"You said I was your foster son. Before that, you said you were my aunt. Now you're saying I'm your brother."

He paused. Raising his head, he looked at her with an elusive smile and asked with a gravelly voice: "Just who am I?"

Although he was 18 years old, he felt he had the heart of an 80-year-old. He spent every night in sultry bars and could casually pick up any flirting method.

"Foster son works." Yan Ge didn't care about this kind of address. She didn't even pay attention to Qi Yuan's expression. She helped him with breakfast as she said: "Think for yourself and decide whether you want me to be your foster mother, aunt, or sister."

The course of events wasn't important, neither was the title. This time, she was going to use family to help this guy comprehend his love trial.

Qi Yuan glanced at Yan Ge with a smile and dragged out every word: "In fact, foster mother sounds pretty good."

These unremarkable words spoken in a low and hoarse voice were like a feather brushing over the heart.

It was a shame that Yan Ge didn't care. She engrossed herself in the meal and replied: "Up to you."

Whether it was a foster son or foster brother, she'll follow whatever term of address he liked.

Qi Yuan had to admit that this woman could really act.

Hmph, he wanted to see how long she'd keep pretending.

"Disposable chopsticks aren't clean." He took the chopsticks from the kitchen and handed them to her.

When their fingertips touched, he was caught in a trance as he looked down at them.

Her white and slender fingers looked so perfect next to his coarse and bony hands that he even had the urge to squeeze to see if it was real.

When he gave her the chopsticks, he had lowered his head so that his entire person was right in front of her. His breath was like a light breeze sweeping across her face. Their fingers seem to touch by accident and even he couldn't help but tremble over the tactile sensation.

Yan Ge remained expressionless and didn't even avoid it. She naturally took the chopsticks and said "thank you".

He had to admit that the woman could endure.

"I'll be your brother." The woman didn't expose anything, so Qi Yuan pretended to be stupid. He wanted to see how far she would go with this game. He smiled at her, saying: "Calling you Jiejie sounds better and siblings can be more intimate."

Yan Ge nodded: "Okay."

Qi Yuan immediately changed the appellation and sat back while calling out to her with a bright smile: "Jie, what do you plan on doing about Wang Xiuming?"

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This arc makes me feel like I'm watching a car accident happening in slow motion and I'm wondering why people aren't swerving yet.