Evil Spirits Always Target Me 9: Chapter 9
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"Do I look like a thief?" He blinked innocently, his expression as harmless as livestock. Where had that dominant CEO persona gone? 0
 
I felt a pang of guilt for misunderstanding him, but I stubbornly replied, "You have the potential." 0
 
"I haven't been a thief in all these years. If you want me to, I can give it a try." 0
 
"Don't!" This silly boy, did he really have to be so honest? "I was just joking." 0
 
"I'm joking too," he said with a laugh. 0
 
I was momentarily speechless. 0
 
Then he began to show me all the styles I had expressed interest in while trying on rings. 0
 
"This Tourmaline is beautiful, crystal clear, like a tear drop on your finger." 0
 
"I'm too lively and cute for something so delicate." 0
 
"This diamond is nice too; it makes your fingers look longer." 0
 
"My fingers are already long." 0
 
"Well, they are a bit chubby. How about this one? A Lace Rose made of gold—don't all you girls love roses?" 0
 
"Too cliché." 0
 
"What about this one? A ruby, just like you." 0
 
 
"Are you serious? Can't you speak properly? I'm just being passionate!" 0
 
"How about this emerald? This is Imperial Green. I've seen the Royal Princess wear something similar, and it's worth a fortune." 0
 
"Then what I should worry about isn't my finger getting chopped off, but my head!" 0
 
"Well, take a look..." 0
 
"Alright, Garlic. Honestly, I hope you can take that ring off." I finally said what I had been wanting to say, eagerly waiting for his response. 0
 
"The moment that ring went on your finger, it was destined to stay there because it's a symbol of our marriage. In this lifetime, I will only marry once, and you are my only wife. So, there's no way to take it off unless we get a divorce." 0
 
"Then let's get a divorce!" I said without hesitation. 0
 
"No way. Once we're married, we can't divorce; otherwise, you'll die." 0
 
So I really have no choice? 0
 
"Then just get me a plain silver band. I don't want any style—just the most ordinary one that won't attract anyone's attention." 0
 
"You really don't want anyone to know about our relationship?" 0
 
"Of course not!" I emphasized every word. "And besides, I have no relationship with you at all." 0
 
"You are my wife, and you even gave me a child." He stressed each word back at me. 0
 
"That child isn't mine! If I had given birth myself, how could I not know?" 0
 
 
"That's something you gave birth to. Do you remember the time during summer vacation when you secretly watched action movies at home?" 0
 
Oh my god, I was terrified! 0
 
How did he know about that? It was my first time watching an action movie because I had turned eighteen and wanted to give myself a gift, so I couldn't help but indulge my curiosity just a little bit... 0
 
But how could he possibly know about such an embarrassing thing! Besides, even if I did watch it, what does that have to do with giving birth? I didn't actually go out and experiment with a man! 0
 
I kept my mouth shut, refusing to admit anything. But my face was already burning hot. 0
 
He, however, was as calm as if he were drinking plain water, seriously and vividly recounting what happened: "You were watching a film featuring Maria Ozawa, fantasizing while you watched..." 0
 
"Shut up! Just shut up!" I felt utterly humiliated and didn't want to hear any more. 0
 
He seemed to enjoy seeing me lose my composure, grinning wickedly as he pressed his hands against me, trapping me between his chest and the seat: "Do you remember what you fantasized about?" 0
 
"Who remembers after so long? Get away from me!" 0
 
"But I remember. You fantasized about me, about us meeting in the clouds, merging together, and then... you got pregnant." He stared at me without moving, but instead of the lewdness I expected, there was a look in his eyes like he was gazing at a lover from centuries past, filled with affection as if lost in a happy memory. 0
 
I was completely stunned, a sense of foreboding creeping into my heart: "Are you joking?" 0
 
I had indeed fantasized about being with a handsome guy, but it was just based on the dramas and novels I usually watched. I couldn't even clearly picture what that person looked like; what did it have to do with him? 0
 
"I never joke. Whether now or in the future, as long as you think of me, I'll be by your side. Including when you want to... ah!" 0
 
He really is lewd! 0
 
 
I clenched my teeth and threw a punch at his nose, causing blood to immediately flow from his prominent features. 0
 
What the hell, isn't he a spirit? How can he bleed? 0
 
He lifted his gaze, looking at me in pain. 0
 
I felt a bit scared. "You... how can you bleed too?" 0
 
He covered his nose, bright red blood seeping through his fingers as a pained voice escaped him. "I have a life too. Why wouldn't I bleed?" 0
 
"I'm not going to apologize," I turned my head away. 0
 
"I didn't want you to apologize," he reached out and cupped my face in his hands. "You never have to apologize to me." 0
 
His deep, affectionate yet sorrowful expression stirred a mix of emotions within me. After pondering for a moment, I took out a napkin from my pocket and handed it to him. "Wipe it yourself." 0
 
As he took the napkin, he seized my hand and wiped it across his bloodied nose. 0
 
"Ah!" I struggled to break free but found him smiling happily at me. On his flawless face, there was no trace of blood at all. 0
 
"You!" 0
 
"I was just messing with you. Your soft little punch can't hurt me at all. I just wanted to see if you'd get nervous about me, and the result was quite satisfying." 0
 
"Get lost! Drive me back to school; I don't want to be with you for another minute!" 0
 
Heaven witness, I never used to speak so crudely; it's all his fault! 0
 
 
Upon returning to school, before the car had even come to a stop, a voice suddenly rang out from behind me: "Mommy, I did something big for you today!" 0
 
You scared me to death! Could you at least give me a heads-up before you show up, Rice? 0
 
However, what he said made my heart race. A bad premonition washed over me. "What is it?" 0
 
"Hehe, you'll find out soon." 0
 
My heart inexplicably raced even more. I thought to myself, surely he didn't skip class for me, did he? I braced myself for the worst. But as soon as we entered the campus, I noticed many people pointing and whispering about me, even going so far as to take detours. 0
 
I overheard someone say to their companion, "Did you hear? That canola flower who was confessed to by Lord Zunshang punched someone today!" 0
 
What the hell? I'm the Youmai Vegetable! 0
 
"Quick, tell us what happened!" another person asked excitedly. 0
 
I hurriedly followed behind those people, seeing Rice looking quite pleased with himself. My heart felt like it was freezing over. 0
 
Those people knew that Su Anrong and I were right behind them but still deliberately gossiped loudly, portraying me as a strong and brutish figure. I struggled to suppress my irritation while Su Anrong wore a smile as if listening to a joke. 0
 
Thanks to them, I quickly learned the whole story. 0
 
Rice had taken my place in class without any issues; he disguised himself perfectly, and no one suspected a thing—until a boy suddenly handed him a love letter. 0
 
You have to understand, this was the first love letter I had ever received! If I had been sitting there myself, even if I didn't like that guy, I would have accepted it just to satisfy my own little vanity… 0
 
But unexpectedly, after Rice received that love letter, he became furious and unleashed his wrath on that boy, giving him a good beating! 0
 
 
According to those gossiping girls, within less than a minute, that boy was knocked down. Even the teacher was shocked; who would have thought that the usually delicate me could suddenly become so… so formidable? 0
 
Three ribs were broken, and there were soft tissue bruises on my face, hands, and backside, along with two dislocated wrists—this was the result of Rice. 0
 
But everyone thought it was my doing. 0
 
Oh my god! 0
 
“Rice! What have you done?” 0
 
“Mommy, your voice has changed because you’re so happy!” Rice exclaimed excitedly. “Didn’t I do an amazing job?” 0
 
“I’m furious! What were you doing while I was in class? Why did you hit someone?” This could not be my son; absolutely not! 0
 
Rice looked proud and excited as he recounted the incident. “Daddy said not to harm humans easily, so I held back! Who told him to be so reckless and send you love letters? Mommy, I was thinking about our family’s happiness, so I had to take action when it was necessary!” 0
 
“This was definitely not the right time to take action!” I was at a loss for words. 0
 
“Do you want to keep that love letter?” Su Anrong, who had been quietly standing by my side, suddenly spoke up. 0
 
 
 
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