Everyone Loves the Villainous Scumbag [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 28

“We aren’t a good match. I have never liked you, so let’s just leave it at that,” Luo Jianghe rejected her quite directly.

[Scumbag attribute +1]

Hearing the voice ring in his mind, Luo Jianghe froze for a split second before returning to his normal expression. He looked at the girl in front of him. Seeing her eyes turn red instantly, a surge of guilt rose in his heart.

If this were the real world, he might not have been so blunt. But in this virtual world, he was bound to leave sooner or later, so it was better not to give anyone false hope.

The girl lowered her head unwillingly, clenching her fists. She suppressed her tears and asked him, “Do you, do you like Yu Wuyang?”

Luo Jianghe was taken aback. “Why mention him?”

“You two kissed, didn’t you?” the girl could not help but blurt out.

Bitterness flooded her heart. She felt that no matter what, she should not lose to a man. She was talented and beautiful. While her beauty was not legendary, her grades, personality, and family background were all excellent. From a conventional standpoint, she was an outstanding girl. Luo Jianghe had never dated anyone in high school; even if it were out of simple curiosity about romance, he should not have rejected her.

She could not understand what was so difficult about Luo Jianghe just trying out a relationship. Thinking it over, she finally felt that the rumors might hold some truth. Luo Jianghe must like men; otherwise, why would someone as excellent as him, constantly surrounded by beautiful women, be unwilling even to try dating?

“Does kissing someone mean you definitely like them?” Luo Jianghe asked back with a sigh. He then added, “No, he and I are not in that kind of relationship, and we won’t be together in the future. He will lead a happy life with someone else, and so will you. Neither of your paths to happiness ends with me. Do you understand what I am saying?”

The girl listened to his words and lifted her head in a daze. She saw a handsome youth with a helpless yet gentle gaze. Even after being rejected, looking at his face still caused her a piercing pain. It was love at first sight for her, starting from an obsession with his face to an appreciation for his character. She had liked this boy for a long time and had no idea how to forget him.

The world is a strange place; when you fall for someone, it happens naturally without being taught, but to forget someone, you have to study and work hard at it. Looking at the face she had dreamed of kissing, large tears began to roll down her cheeks.

Luo Jianghe looked panicked. He reached out to wipe her tears but awkwardly pulled his hand back, mindful of the boundaries between genders. His retracted hand reached stiffly into his suit pocket to search for something.

Just as he found a tissue and was about to offer it, he felt his arms tighten. The sweet scent of the girl filled his nose, and for a moment, he felt weightless. By the time he reacted, the girl who had hugged him tightly for two seconds had already run away, wiping her tears.

The tissue he was holding was never delivered. Luo Jianghe stood there blankly, looked at the tissue in his hand, and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Yu Wuyang walked out from a corner and slowly approached Luo Jianghe. Naturally, Luo Jianghe saw him. “Hiding in the back and eavesdropping is not good behavior.”

“I was not eavesdropping. I just happened to run into you,” Yu Wuyang said softly.

Luo Jianghe nodded, not wanting to continue the entanglement. However, Yu Wuyang spoke again. “Jianghe, if the person confessing just now had been me, you would not have been so considerate as to wipe my tears. Why are you only so cruel to me?”

Luo Jianghe’s movements paused as if he finally understood the grievance in Yu Wuyang’s heart. He moved his hand toward Yu Wuyang’s face. His thumb brushed over Yu Wuyang’s beautiful eyes, slow and gentle. As he reached the corner of the eye, there seemed to be a trace of lingering affection.

There was indeed a bit of moisture at the corners of Yu Wuyang’s eyes, making Luo Jianghe’s finger slightly damp.

“Stop crying. Is this enough?”

Because of this gesture, Yu Wuyang’s heart, which had been on the verge of dying, felt like embers being fanned back into a flame. His passion was reignited. Looking into Luo Jianghe’s eyes, he looked like a puppy that had finally found its master, watery eyes making one want to bully him.

Luo Jianghe let out a shallow sigh. “You see, anyone can say pretty words, but disliking someone is just disliking them. Luo Jianghe does not like Yu Wuyang. Have I been blunt enough? And even if I did like men, should there not be common ground or a match in social status? What do you think you have that makes you worthy of me? Just your pathetic, penniless state?”

[Scumbag attribute +1]

Yu Wuyang’s eyes widened, and he froze on the spot. The Luo Jianghe he knew seemed to be possessed by something foul; the words he spoke were so sharp they were terrifying.

“Penniless?” He bit his lower lip, pulling his mouth into a straight line.

Seeing his submissive state, Luo Jianghe cursed himself internally as a scumbag. Unable to bear looking any longer, he said nothing more and turned to leave. He left behind a broken Yu Wuyang, who dug his nails into his own flesh.

The area outside the deserted men’s restroom fell into silence.

Ring, ring! A simple ringtone echoed in the hallway. A fair hand gripped a small phone and brought it to an ear.

“Hello.”

“Okay, I agree. Brother Liu, let’s sign the contract.”

After returning to the private room, Luo Jianghe said a word to Chen Mo and the others before leaving. The party had reached its final stages. Some of the boys and girls had already started crying. It was too sentimental for him, and he felt out of place.

Outside the hotel, Luo Jianghe hailed a taxi and headed toward the address Qiu had given him. He checked the time; it was exactly seven o’clock. Once in the car, he sent a message to Qiu, indicating he would arrive within half an hour. He chose not to call, fearing Qiu might be busy. During their chats, Qiu mentioned he had a meeting this morning and a business trip tomorrow, seemingly having no rest even on weekends. Calling abruptly might disturb him.

Qiu replied quickly: “Go upstairs once you arrive. I am leaving now and should arrive around the same time.”

Luo Jianghe: “Okay.”

Outside the window, a drizzle began to fall. After messaging Qiu, Luo Jianghe checked his social feed. At the top was a photo posted by Luo Xi showing a math test paper with the word “Annoying.” He left a comment: “Study hard. I will bring you a midnight snack when I get home.”

Luo Xi seemed not to be studying seriously, as she replied almost instantly: “Then I want fried skewers!”

Luo Jianghe smiled helplessly. “Okay.”

Once he agreed, Luo Xi sent a victory emoji.

Since it was within the same district, the car arrived in twenty minutes. At the hotel entrance, Luo Jianghe confirmed the name and prepared to enter. However, while still at the door, he heard someone call his name from behind.

“Jianghe.”

It was a magnetic voice, not a forced deep tone, but a naturally cold, flat, and certain one. The voice was completely unfamiliar, prompting Luo Jianghe to look back curiously.

The man was wearing a black suit with a dark red tie and a Parmigiani Fleurier watch in warm grey tones. He was fair-skinned, but fortunately, it was not a sickly pallor. Otherwise, dressed in black and hidden in the night, one might mistake him for a vampire count emerging from a castle. He held a black umbrella. Luo Jianghe was a few steps away and could only see his pale chin.

The drizzle fell like spider silk under the streetlights, condensing into beads on the umbrella before scattering to the ground. The man took long strides toward Luo Jianghe, only stopping once the umbrella covered him completely. Only then did Luo Jianghe realize he had been standing in the rain.

He looked up at the stranger. The man was nearly one point nine meters tall with shoulders much broader than his own. His suit was slim-fit but not tight, clearly custom-made. There is a saying that when someone’s features are refined enough, attention naturally gravitates toward the upper half of their face. Luo Jianghe was now looking at such a handsome figure. Even though the man had a straight nose and attractive lips, Luo Jianghe could not move his gaze away from the man’s brows and eyes, which were as bright as stars.

Luo Jianghe knew he was good-looking, but this man was his equal in a different, more ruggedly handsome way.

“You are?” The man radiated an aura of maturity, feeling a few years older than Luo Jianghe had been in his past life. Luo Jianghe could not help but use respectful language.

Like Luo Jianghe, the man was also looking down at him. Those eyes, which seemed to contain ice and snow, appeared to show a hint of warmth. Hearing Luo Jianghe’s question, he explained, “Gu Qiu. You can also call me by my online handle, Qiu.”

Luo Jianghe was stunned. Even though he tried to control himself, his mouth involuntarily formed an “O” shape.

He was shocked on two levels. The first was naturally that Qiu was an older man rather than a mature woman. The second level of shock came from the sudden realization that in this world he had transmigrated into, the name of the primary male lead was Gu Qiu!

Dammit, did he have some strange hormone that specifically attracted the protagonists of this world? His “confidante sister” was gone, replaced by a man who looked like trouble. Heaven knows how many pieces his heart shattered into at that moment.

“You are, you are that ‘Qiu’? You aren’t a woman?” He confirmed again, unwilling to give up.

Actually, he wanted to ask the man if he knew a guy named Yu Wuyang. But on second thought, the male lead only meets Yu Wuyang after Yu Wuyang starts acting in TV dramas. Even if this man was that Gu Qiu, he could not possibly know Yu Wuyang yet.

“System, why did you not warn me that Qiu is Gu Qiu?”

[He is not the original host’s target for pursuit. Although he is a protagonist, he is not important in the eyes of the system. What matters is whether you can complete the emotional value tasks.]

Luo Jianghe: “…”

Gu Qiu looked at the surprised Luo Jianghe, feeling a strange sense of playful triumph. He curled his lips slightly and said, “Yes, I am the top supporter of ‘Jianghe,’ that ‘Qiu’.”

However, seeing that smile on his lips, Luo Jianghe felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

“Why is he smiling at me so suggestively? Does the novel not say he naturally hates smiling?”

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