I Helped My Best Friend with Her Romance—and Fell for the Enemy’s Strategist - Chapter 42

Before Fu Yanxi could even utter a word, Lin Ruocheng, who was sitting not far from her, couldn’t hold back any longer.

Her temper flared up instantly.

She had already been feeling aggrieved, sitting there watching her simulated girlfriend go on a blind date.

And to think it was with such trash?

Honestly, if he were thrown into a recycling plant, they’d probably pick him out for separate disposal.

“Seriously, uncle, it’s the 21st century, isn’t it? Instead of being a decent human being, you choose to be the rotten apple, huh? Are you the type to take a bite out of a sewage pit as you pass by, just to make sure you don’t miss out on something foul? Your words reek, have you even brushed your teeth?”

“Oh, I almost forgot. Do you never rinse after using the toilet? No wonder your words stink so badly. You’re like a dung beetle wearing a mask, utterly shameless. When you die and lie in your coffin, I bet the lid won’t even close properly…”

Lin Ruocheng launched into a tirade of long, complex sentences.

Not a single curse word was uttered, yet no one could even interject to mediate.

Some bystanders, eager to stir the pot, even pulled out their phones to record the scene.

“It’s people like you who ruin the reputation of bisexuals. We’re all human, why do you have to deceive innocent girls into becoming your ‘beards’? And you have the nerve to make it sound so righteous? Stop giving bisexuals a bad name.”

“Stop treating women as your backup plan, thinking it’s time to ‘settle down with a woman’… Hiding your true sexual orientation from your partner just to get married and have children?”

“If you want kids so badly, why not adopt one? Why must you ruin the lives of naive girls who know nothing? They dream of happy marriages too, is this how you treat them?”

“Then you find some excuse to divorce, secure custody of the child, and turn the kid into a prop for you and your boyfriend?”

“I’ve met plenty of trashy men like you.”

“Calling yourself bisexual? It’s just an excuse to play around, dating men and women at the same time. It’s utterly disgusting.”

Lin Ruocheng didn’t pause for a second as she spoke.

In China, there are 16 million “beards” some who find out early and can’t accept it, divorcing quickly, and others who remain in the dark their entire lives.

This is what’s known as deceptive marriage.

As the saying goes: Their youth and lives become collateral damage, serving as the “closet door” their husbands use to prove their normality to the outside world.

Even Fu Yanxi’s mother was one of these pitiable “beards.”

If you truly love someone, can’t you be honest?

At the very least, don’t resort to deceptive marriages.

Lin Ruocheng directly splashed water on him.

People in the restaurant were recording videos, unanimously condemning his behavior. Lin Ruocheng grabbed Fu Yanxi’s hand without another word and pulled her out of the restaurant.

“This shirt is custom-made, high-end! Who the hell are you? All I want is a one-wife-one-husband system, what’s it to you?” Wang Hui shouted angrily.

The people in the restaurant recorded the scene, looking at him with disdain.

They didn’t dislike homosexuals, but they despised those who engaged in deceptive marriages.

The video quickly spread across major websites, serving as a warning to girls to be wary of men like him.

…

“Xiao Chengzi…”

“What’s up? By the way, wasn’t I just super cool back there? Don’t get too obsessed with me, I’m just a legend.”

Lin Ruocheng leaned in with a look that begged for praise.

She was the best, even though she came from a family with two mothers.

But her moral compass has always been quite normal.

According to her grandmother, initially, she didn’t agree either.

But in the end, it was the persistence of both mothers, along with years of consistent affection and care, that completely put her mind at ease.

Sometimes, when two people truly love each other, they don’t see the road ahead as too difficult and choose to face it together. Lin Ruocheng has been reading yuri novels since she was little. Among the popular ones were some works with the tag “male-to-yuri,” where a guy transforms and falls for a girl, but the label was “dual female leads.”

“Dual female leads” means two girls falling in love with each other.

It’s not about a man’s soul in a woman’s body dating a woman.

That kind of feeling always gives off the impression that the person’s soul is dirty.

It’s like trying to appeal to fans of dual female leads while also catering to men’s fantasies.

Deceiving both sides.

Similarly, there are also stories where a female soul transmigrates into a male body.

And then lives a good life, marrying a wife and having children.

Why is it always the girls who end up getting hurt in the end?

If they knew the truth, wouldn’t they feel disgusted?

Of course, this is just her personal opinion.

And there are still some people who really enjoy reading this kind of thing.

“I’m older than you,” Fu Yanxi said with a serious expression.

“Older? Where? I don’t see it.” Lin Ruocheng smiled and glanced at her cleavage.

Seeing the conversation gradually veering off track, Fu Yanxi reached out to block her line of sight.

The next second, the tips of Fu Yanxi’s ears turned slightly red.

Where are you looking? Did I say I was bigger there?

“I meant age. Although we’re the same age, I was born in April, and you were born in June. So, I’m older in that sense. What were you thinking?”

“Really? That’s what I was thinking too. What did you think I meant? Then should I call you ‘sister’~~”

Lin Ruocheng’s voice was naturally charming yet not vulgar, and with her deliberately lowered tone, it made Fu Yanxi’s ears turn even redder.

But Lin Ruocheng just loved this kind of righteous gentleman in front of her, someone who appeared serious and untainted by worldly desires, while the ears hidden behind her hair were already flushed beyond recognition.

She reached out and touched them, they were quite warm.

She loved this contrast, finding Fu Yanxi incredibly adorable and cute.

“Mhm,” came a very soft voice, almost like a mosquito’s buzz.

How could her heart’s chosen sister not like such a woman?

What a beautifully crafted “modeling monster”?

Especially these hands, they seemed naturally made for cooking.

“I didn’t eat enough just now. Come with me to grab something else? How about my girlfriend treats me?”

“Okay.”

Lin Ruocheng took her to another restaurant.

She really hadn’t eaten enough earlier, to be precise, she had drunk too much lime juice.

Her stomach was full of orange juice, with no solid food at all.

“Why did you order the same lime juice as me earlier?”

“Because the first thing I saw was the lime juice, and I was wondering if there’s a little ‘orange’ who would turn this sour for me too?”

She was extremely sensitive to everything about Lin Ruocheng, including the name “Lin Ruocheng” itself.

After opening the menu, the first thing she noticed was the lime juice. And ever since she fell for her, the water she carried when going out had changed from plain water to orange juice.

Because she loved her, she wanted to embrace everything about her, and if possible, experience her life too.

“Then let me ask you, if one day I really turned sour, so jealous of your interactions with anyone, would you confess your feelings to me?”

Lin Ruocheng didn’t say everything.

Fu Yanxi understood her meaning, was she suggesting they take their relationship to the next level?

“Then… can I have you for just three seconds?”

As she spoke these words, Fu Yanxi felt her breath catch, as if it might stop altogether.

She was like a condemned prisoner being led to the execution ground, awaiting the other’s verdict.

“Three seconds? Don’t you want the rest of my life instead?”