The Cannon Fodder Crazy Beauty Has Awakened [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 33.2

The air was deathly still. Chi Jingyan didn’t know what to say. She stood rigidly in place, silent.

Jiang Mengyu’s expression was inscrutable.

Bending down, she placed the necklace on the coffee table, her voice weary and disappointed. “Let’s just leave it at that.”

Chi Jingyan instinctively grabbed her wrist. “What do you mean?”

“I don’t want to be your pastime anymore,” Jiang Mengyu said, exhaustion filling her eyes. “You’ll dump me sooner or later anyway. What difference does a day make?”

Chi Jingyan’s face darkened.

She thought she had made herself clear enough these past days. If she had just been playing with Jiang Mengyu, why would she have gone this far?

But seeing the cold, almost distant look on Jiang Mengyu’s face, Chi Jingyan couldn’t bring herself to say those words. Her innate pride wouldn’t let her back down now.

“So?” Chi Jingyan took a deep breath. “All those things you said about liking me, all those promises, were they lies too?”

“Just because I’m not your savior, you’re leaving me?”

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. She instinctively looked away, not wanting Jiang Mengyu to see her in such a pathetic state.

“Jiang Mengyu, how much of what you’ve said was true?”

Jiang Mengyu didn’t answer. She stared fixedly at the tear clinging to Chi Jingyan’s lashes, at the hand gripping hers still trembling faintly.

Jiang Mengyu had seen many people’s tears. Before the kidnapping incident, Xiao Chan had once held Tang An’s hand with genuine emotion, swearing she would love him forever. But when disaster struck, even the most devoted couple only cared about saving themselves. Where was the other person in their eyes then?

Xiao Chan and Tang An were like that. Chi Jingyan and Chu Muyao were like that too.

Even the so-called destined couple, repeatedly affirmed in the original story, had abandoned each other under external pressure. How much of Chi Jingyan’s feelings for her were real?

Without pheromones, would Chi Jingyan have fallen for her so quickly?

The system had once insisted that the bond between Chi Jingyan and Chu Muyao was unbreakable, yet Jiang Mengyu had succeeded anyway.

If she could succeed, so could others.

Chi Jingyan’s feelings for her now were just a fleeting infatuation. Once the passion faded, this relationship would be over.

Jiang Mengyu saw it clearly. She knew she wasn’t a good person, she schemed, manipulated, even staked herself as a gamble, all to dismantle the original plot and prove that even the protagonists’ love wasn’t absolute.

If she could act well enough to make Chi Jingyan believe her, why couldn’t Chi Jingyan be acting too?

Jiang Mengyu didn’t believe in Chi Jingyan’s love at all.

“Yes.” She cruelly confirmed Chi Jingyan’s suspicion. “All my promises and love for you were based on the fact that you were my lifesaver.”

“But Chi Jingyan, are you?”

Chi Jingyan’s heart had gone numb, her mind buzzing, utterly at a loss for how to react.

She had always believed she held the upper hand in this relationship. Even if she occasionally lost herself in Jiang Mengyu’s tenderness, it was only a fleeting indulgence. Most of the time, she was clear-headed and rational.

Yet now, watching Jiang Mengyu unhesitatingly deny any genuine feelings for her, Chi Jingyan could only feel suffocated, her chest wracked with agonizing pain.

In the past, when Jiang Mengyu showed indifference to others, Chi Jingyan had been pleased, it proved she alone held a unique place in Jiang Mengyu’s heart.

Not even Chu Muyao could compare.

She never imagined that when Jiang Mengyu turned those thorns against her, the pain would be this unbearable.

How could Jiang Mengyu be so cruel to her?

Were those embraces in moments of passion, the kisses pressed to her lips, even the pain of teeth breaking her skin were they all lies too?

Chi Jingyan stared fixedly at Jiang Mengyu, unwilling to relent. “You only care about that debt of gratitude.”

“So whoever saved you, you would have fallen for them, right?”

Jiang Mengyu remained silent.

“Jiang Mengyu!” Chi Jingyan could no longer deceive herself. “How dare you…!”

How dare you play with my feelings like this?

Jiang Mengyu gazed at her tear-reddened eyes before finally speaking again, her tone light but mocking. “Are you… upset?”

The corner of her lips curled, but her eyes held no warmth. “So the young mistress can feel heartbreak too.”

“Or is it just that you’ve never been deceived like this before, and now you’re furious?”

Chi Jingyan snapped. “Jiang Mengyu!”

Jiang Mengyu fell silent.

After a pause, she countered, “And what about you?”

“How much of what you felt for me was real, and how much was fake?”

“If I hadn’t shamelessly clung to you, if I didn’t have this scent…”

Here, Jiang Mengyu paused, laughing bitterly at herself. “No, even with all that, in your eyes, I was still just a dog you could summon or dismiss at will.”

“Chi Jingyan, I’m truly done playing this game with you.” Exhaustion weighed heavy in her voice.

In that moment, not just Chi Jingyan, but even Observer No. 031 in the dark room couldn’t tell whether Jiang Mengyu was acting or speaking from the heart.

“Playing?” Chi Jingyan clenched her jaw.

She refused to show weakness before Jiang Mengyu.

So even as her heart seethed with fury at Jiang Mengyu’s choice of words, she forced a cold smile and lashed out recklessly:

“Yes, it was just a game. Weren’t you aware of that from the start?”

“I told you upfront it depended on your performance.”

“Jiang Mengyu, I never forced you. You chose this yourself.”

Chi Jingyan knew her words were cruel, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. What Jiang Mengyu had said moments ago was a hundred times more merciless. Bitter and heartbroken, she needed an outlet for the emotions roiling inside her.

Jiang Mengyu twitched the corner of her lips. “As I thought.”

“Finally willing to speak your mind?”

“Chi Jingyan, do you even have a sincere heart?”

“Me, no sincere heart?” Chi Jingyan couldn’t understand how Jiang Mengyu had the nerve to turn the accusation around. The heartless one was clearly Jiang Mengyu herself!

“My sincerity is reserved for those who deserve it,” Chi Jingyan said coldly. “Not for someone who claims to love another based on some fabricated life-saving favor, yet fundamentally doesn’t understand what love is.”

“And who exactly is this ‘deserving person’? Chu Muyao?” Jiang Mengyu’s eyes were icy, but the rims were dangerously red. “So you can amuse yourself by toying with me while meeting Chu Muyao’s family to discuss wedding plans?”

“Chi Jingyan, when exactly were you planning to dump me?”

“Or were you just going to keep it hidden until I heard about it from someone else?”

“What?” Chi Jingyan was stunned. Did Jiang Mengyu know she had dinner with the Chu family tonight?

Jiang Mengyu turned to look out the window. “I don’t want to be your plaything anymore. Whatever you think doesn’t matter now.”

“Chi Jingyan, let’s end this here.”

Reason told Chi Jingyan there might be a misunderstanding between them. Who had told Jiang Mengyu about the so-called wedding plans?

But recalling Jiang Mengyu’s hurtful words, Chi Jingyan couldn’t muster a single word of explanation. She didn’t know if Jiang Mengyu was just venting or speaking her true feelings.

Perhaps it really was as Jiang Mengyu said, she never loved her at all. It was all a lie. Jiang Mengyu only loved the idea of a life-saving benefactor.

Now that the truth about the fabricated favor was exposed, Jiang Mengyu had no reason to endure her temper or stay by her side any longer.

So, Jiang Mengyu wanted to leave.

What would she do next?

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