The Seductive Beauty Sinks Into the Shura Field [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 20

The maid was in league with the old butler, and they usually covered for each other. However, it seemed the old butler was unaware that she had released Fu Ruhuan.

Fu Ruhuan, who was currently not wearing his glasses and was somewhat nearsighted, struggled to squeeze out a few tears. He put on a pitiful act and said, “Wenqiu, for the sake of our years of acquaintance, please let me go. If you want to get out of here, I can help you.”

He seemed to be repenting, yet his offensive gaze continued to linger on Chi Wenqiu’s lap, more annoying than a fly.

Chi Wenqiu could not personally kill him; the world rules did not allow him to perform illegal acts. If there were no legal constraints here, things might be different.

His gaze flickered as he looked out the window. The bright light outside suggested someone had returned.

Fu Ruhuan was still trying to recruit Chi Wenqiu. “Do not hesitate, darling. You have no reason to doubt my sincerity. Once we are out, you can keep me as your toy; I will not say a word.”

The system shouted in his mind: [Host, do not listen to him! Men are no good, especially when they think with their lower halves. You cannot believe a word he says. He just wants to sleep with you right now; he is not nearly as honest as the task target!]

Chi Wenqiu did not agree with that last sentence. His neck was still incredibly itchy, and a flush had spread across his entire chest, making the friction of his clothes feel unbearable. He frowned habitually and asked, “Are you sure you can escape?”

“Of course, trust me unconditionally!” Fu Ruhuan winked his narrow eyes at him, attempting to exert his charm.

Chi Wenqiu did not fall for it at all; in fact, he felt a bit nauseated. He casually stuffed a handkerchief into Fu Ruhuan’s mouth and thought, “System, shock him.”

[Eh? What? Me? Well, okay.]

Seeing Chi Wenqiu stand up, Fu Ruhuan’s eyes grew hopeful. However, the other man strangely measured an angle, then suddenly reversed his grip on the knife and plunged it into his own abdomen without mercy. Fu Ruhuan’s reactions were quick, and he tried to spring up, but a current of electricity suddenly surged through his body, making it extremely difficult for him to move.

The sharp blade entered three inches deep, and blood splattered. Fearing it was not enough, Chi Wenqiu stabbed himself again with force.

“Mmmph! Mmmph!” Fu Ruhuan struggled to crawl up. Seeing that Chi Wenqiu’s entire face had turned pale, he rubbed the cloth out of his mouth. “Are you crazy, Chi Wenqiu? Is it necessary to hurt yourself just to get back at me?”

“Heh, I did not do this for you,” Chi Wenqiu smiled coldly.

A woman’s panicked voice rang out from outside the room: “Wait, Master! I did not!”

The bedroom door was kicked open with force, accompanied by a cold notification: [Warning: Task target’s anger level has reached maximum.]

Anger level? Not favorability?

Chi Wenqiu hunched over and clutched his wound. The gushing blood would not stop, soaking through his trousers. He thought to himself: If I do not succeed this time, I have truly suffered for nothing. I have endured three years of hardship without gaining a single advantage!

Amidst the chaos, he collapsed. Before he could hit the hard floor, he fell into a familiar embrace that smelled of woody sandalwood. It was as steady and powerful as ever, providing a complete sense of security.

The man’s deep voice carried a hint of urgency: “Chi Wenqiu, look at me!”

Chi Wenqiu’s last remaining consciousness was occupied with communicating with the system: “Sacrificing myself to trigger Qu Sinian is the stupidest thing I have ever done.”

It must have been caused by his lack of sleep.

[Host, host, sob! It is 3:15 AM right now. Next time, please get enough sleep before executing a mission, okay?]

A week passed.

In a VIP hospital ward, the first person Chi Wenqiu saw upon waking was a haggard Qu Jing. The young, handsome man had heavy dark circles under his eyes. He stared at Chi Wenqiu and remained silent, his eyes suddenly turning red.

[Host, Host! Our mission still has not succeeded. The darkening value is full, but the favorability rating refuses to budge.]

“I really want to kill Qu Sinian,” Chi Wenqiu thought.

[No, please, sob! We are law-abiding citizens! But fortunately, it is not a total failure. Ahem, at least Qu Sinian has been punished!]

“What happened?”

[You will have to ask the silly son about that.]

His right hand was gently lifted and pressed against the young man’s chin, which was covered in slight stubble. With tears in his eyes, Qu Jing pretended to be calm and asked pitifully, “Wenqiu, do not be angry anymore. Fu Ruhuan will certainly pay with his life, and we will compensate you well.”

The pale beauty on the bed stared at him and spoke indifferently: “Who are you?”

Qu Jing suddenly recoiled, his eyes full of disbelief. “No, wait. You do not recognize me?” He scrambled up and ran outside in a panic. “Doctor! Doctor!”

The doctor came in and examined him for half an hour but found nothing. Just as the hospital was considering transferring him to the intensive care unit, Chi Wenqiu’s lips curled. “Fine, it was just a joke. Where is Qu Sinian?”

The corners of Qu Jing’s mouth pulled down in displeasure. “The first thing you ask when you wake up is not how I am, but where he is? He is dead!”

“He is your father; speak properly.”

“I have nothing to say!” Qu Jing reacted strongly. “If it were not for him, how could you have been injured? He talked about locking you up for protection, but you nearly died!”

Chi Wenqiu looked at him with indifference, no longer holding him in a gentle embrace to comfort him as he used to. Qu Jing grew even more upset, but this time he masked his emotions well. He smiled at Chi Wenqiu and said, “You are still on a glucose drip, so you should not be hungry. But if you have a craving, tell me what you want to eat, and I will buy it for you.”

It was as if they were back to the night he was first brought to the Qu house.

“If you are not hungry, I will give you my phone to play with so you will not be bored. You cannot be discharged yet; the doctor said your wound is still healing. If you move recklessly, it will tear open.” Qu Jing gripped his hand tightly. “Why are you unwilling to look at me? Did I do something wrong again?”

“Eldest Young Master.” Chi Wenqiu glanced at him, his tone distant and cold. “I am just an ordinary person; I cannot afford your kindness.”

Qu Jing’s face twisted slightly. “You will accept it whether you can afford it or not! Do you want to suddenly leave again like you did years ago? Remember what you told me? You said you would wait for me to get into the same school as you, that we would work hard together, travel together, go mountain climbing, and see the sea. Why are you breaking your word?”

Chi Wenqiu closed his eyes, unwilling to say more.

Qu Jing’s hand was trembling as he held his. His soft sobs were intermittent. It took a long while before he managed to calm down. “Grandfather told me to take over the Qu family and kick Qu Sinian out. He said Qu Sinian deceived the ancestors for nearly twenty years, which is a grave sin. However, my true bloodline is that of my uncle’s son, so I am technically half a member of the Qu family. Grandfather wanted me to return and inherit the family business, but I did not agree. I still need to graduate. Besides, I want to know your thoughts. If possible, I could let you manage it; after all, you managed the company for three years, so you must be reluctant to leave.”

Chi Wenqiu opened his eyes. They were as clear as bright moonlight, leaving no trace of anything behind.

Qu Jing’s heart felt an inexplicable pang of bitterness. He said gloomily, “Your situation is different from mine; I should not lose my temper with you. But I cannot think of any other way to keep you here. I am young and have no experience managing a company, and Qu Sinian is not around. But it must be managed. Come back, Brother Wenqiu. Teach me how to run the company, and our relationship can be just as it was before.”

“It will not be the same.” The hoarse voice came from Chi Wenqiu, cold and heartless. “I do not want to be involved with any of you at all. Besides, Fu Ruhuan was not the one who hurt me; it was entirely my own doing.”

Tears rolled down from his hollow eyes. Qu Jing looked at him in shock, momentarily forgetting to wipe his own tears. “Wait, what are you saying? What does that mean? If it was not Fu Ruhuan, then who? You must be speaking out of anger, right? There is no reason for you to do that!”

“I wanted to die, but I failed.” A thin, cold smile hung on the corners of Chi Wenqiu’s mouth, sounding almost like a mockery.

“Why?” Qu Jing was on the verge of a breakdown. “Do you refuse to see us even if it means dying? Do you like Fu Ruhuan? Or someone else? Please, Brother Wenqiu, stop torturing me. You know that I truly want to be good to you!”

With the system’s intervention, the two stabs Chi Wenqiu gave himself had avoided vital organs. The massive blood loss only looked terrifying. He had indeed caused a great deal of trouble for Qu Sinian, making him neglect even the company.

Chi Wenqiu felt a sense of satisfaction, yet he was also frustrated because the mission was incomplete. He wondered how Qu Sinian felt the moment he saw him half-dead, to be able to resist being moved.

He was truly the most difficult task target. Chi Wenqiu had already wasted too much time and energy. One last time! He would try one last time. If it still did not work, he would have to terminate the mission by force.

Not long after, Chi Wenqiu was successfully discharged and returned to the Qu house. Without him to manage the household, the servants had become lazy, greeting him in a disorganized manner. It was hard to tell who the master was.

Qu Jing’s gaze swept over the servants who were trying to slack off, and he prepared to scold them harshly.

A fragrant breeze passed by as Chi Wenqiu walked past him. He walked upstairs as if no one else were there and went to sit on the balcony he used to like best. He was soaking up the sun.

The gentle sunlight fell on him like gold, and his beautiful profile was bathed in warm light. Qu Jing almost stopped breathing at the sight.

His eyelashes fluttered as Chi Wenqiu opened his eyes again and said, “It is winter, yet there is no snow.”

Qu Jing said hurriedly, “If you want to see snow, we can go north, or I can have an artificial snow scene made for you. It will just take a little time.”

Chi Wenqiu hummed a song softly, ignoring him completely.

Qu Jing did not give up and sat beside him for the entire afternoon.

Even after his follow-up examination, the well-recovered Chi Wenqiu had not seen Qu Sinian for a long time. There was no news, and the system could not obtain any information about the task target. Ever since it realized the mission might fail, the system had become listless and lacked energy.

Chi Wenqiu’s patience was also gradually running out.

The next day, the items he had ordered online arrived. He slowly unpacked them and began to put them on.

The system asked in confusion: [Host, what are you doing?]

“I am bored, so I am doing something I have never done before. Has Qu Sinian not always wanted to see me in women’s clothing? Then I will wear it once. He is definitely watching me in secret. If I go out and have fun, he will surely go crazy.” It was a classic move to lure the snake out of its hole.

Watching Chi Wenqiu put on the thin garments one by one, the system gave a flirtatious whistle: [Wow, they fit so well. Tsk, tsk, that small waist, those curved hips. If I were the task target, I would directly… wait, Qu Jing is here!]