"Girlfriend..." Wang Qingying froze, a look of relief surprisingly washing over her face. But suddenly, as if recalling something, her expression shifted. Grabbing the shoe she had just kicked off, she hurled it straight at Wang Mingyu. "You bastard!"
The shoe struck Wang Mingyu squarely in the face. Caught completely off guard by the sudden attack, he had no time to block it.
"Hmph, you want me to be your girlfriend? In your dreams!" Wang Qingying let out a soft huff and threw her other shoe at him.
This time, Wang Mingyu easily caught it.
"I'm giving these to you. Take them and keep fantasizing, hmph." Wang Qingying turned and walked away barefoot.
A red mark had appeared on Wang Mingyu's face. He speechlessly watched the woman's retreating figure, then looked down at the shoes and socks in his hands, letting out a helpless sigh. "I actually prefer silk stockings."
Since Wang Mingyu had transmigrated into the novel, he knew that there wasn't actually any deep-seated hatred between Wang Mingyu and Wang Qingying.
On the contrary, when they were children, they had been extremely close.
It was only later that a certain incident shattered their relationship.
That was why Wang Qingying constantly bullied Wang Mingyu.
As for what that incident actually was, Wang Mingyu couldn't quite remember.
After all, in a minor character's backstory, things were usually glossed over in a few strokes; who bothers to read every single detail?
However, it was a hard fact that Wang Qingying eventually became one of Jiang Feng's harem members.
Therefore, Wang Mingyu could only do his utmost now to prevent that from happening.
Come to think of it, the story of their fateful encounter was fast approaching.
Out of a desire to anger Wang Mingyu, Wang Qingying had pursued his good brother Jiang Feng with a manic fervor—her true objective being to make Wang Mingyu jealous.
As a result, under the protagonist's PUA tactics, Wang Qingying fell hook, line, and sinker.
Just like that, Wang Mingyu would lose his chance at reconciliation with the beloved companion of his youth.
Fortunately, though, this book was essentially an unfinished web novel, so right up until the abrupt end, the protagonist never actually did anything overly scandalous with the other heroines.
Heh heh, but he was no protagonist.
Since he had gone to the trouble of growing such a handsome face, how could he not put it to good use?!
Heroine or supporting female character! He had to try and see if he could have some deep, intimate interactions with them all!
That had been his goal all along!
Relying on his god-mode perspective, he was going to intercept the protagonist's chances!
"Hahahaha!" Wang Mingyu laughed heartily.
Outside the door, Wang Qingying was utterly bewildered. "What is he laughing at?"
Could it be?! Was he doing some unspeakable things to her shoes and socks?!
Her face flushing red, Wang Qingying peered through the crack of the door, hoping to observe his every move.
Unexpectedly, the very next second, the door slammed shut right in front of her.
*Thud—*
The door crashed heavily against her forehead. Clutching her head in pain, Wang Qingying angrily kicked the door wide open.
"Why is it you again?!" Wang Mingyu cried out in alarm.
"I'm going to beat you to death!" Wang Qingying lunged at him instantly.
A minute later.
Wang Qingying was pinned down on the bed, with Wang Mingyu hovering over her. Looking thoroughly helpless, he asked, "You managed to get outside, so why on earth did you walk right back into the tiger's den?"
Wang Qingying kept her lips tightly sealed; she certainly couldn't admit that she had tried to peek and ended up getting clobbered by the door, could she?
"Hey, hey, do you have any worn silk stockings?" Wang Mingyu asked with a lewd, wicked grin.
"Pervert! Even if I did, I wouldn't give them to you!" Wang Qingying was utterly depressed.
Never had she imagined that the Wang Mingyu she used to bully had actually been biting his tongue and enduring it all this time.
She had really thought she was something fierce.
Yet, why had Wang Mingyu tolerated her back then?
Finding her no longer amusing, Wang Mingyu released her.
Wang Qingying scrambled up from the bed and stormed out, burning with rage.
At that moment, Wang Mingyu suddenly called out to her, "Hey, Wang Qingying, I like you. Seriously, will you be my girlfriend?"
Trembling all over with fury, Wang Qingying refused to believe a single word coming out of his mouth.
Clenching her fists, she struck the wall with venomous hatred. "If you think you can fool me again, forget it!"
Wang Qingying stormed off once more, leaving Wang Mingyu to furrow his brow. "Still think I'm trying to fool her? Does that mean... the original Wang Mingyu once used this kind of trick to deceive Wang Qingying? How could that be? Was the original Wang Mingyu's character really that terrible? Wasn't he supposed to be quite shy?"
Shy? *Hiss—*
Being shy didn't necessarily mean the guy's moral character was above reproach, apparently.
"This original Wang Mingyu is absolute trash! Deceiving a beauty like this—tsk, tsk." Wang Mingyu shook his head, thoroughly looking down on his predecessor.
And so, every single day from then on.
Whenever they brushed past each other in passing:
"Wang Qingying, I like you."
Whenever she headed out the door:
"Wang Qingying, I like you."
When she came home from school:
"Wang Qingying, I like you."
When she emerged from the restroom:
"Wang Qingying, I like you."
Just as she was getting ready for bed:
"Wang Qingying, I like you."
*Thud—* The door to Wang Qingying's bedroom flew open. Clenching her fists, she threw a punch straight at him.
"You bastard! Will you ever quit?!"
Dodge-rolling aside, Wang Mingyu grabbed her arm and pulled her straight into his embrace. Looking at her with the kind of intense, devoted gaze one might reserve for a beloved pet, he said earnestly, "Wang Qingying, I really do like you. Won't you be my girlfriend?"
Wang Qingying lowered her gaze, looking somewhat desolate. A cynical, mocking laugh escaped her lips. "Haha, hahahahaha."
"Wang Mingyu, have you played enough yet? Do you honestly think this is going to make me forgive you? Let me tell you, no way in hell!"
"Of course, I can give you a chance. If... you can tell me a bedtime story every single day for a hundred days straight, I might consider it."
"Well? Do you dare accept?"
Calling it a chance was just an excuse; she was simply trying to give him a hard time. After all, she had only said she would *consider* it.
Once the hundred days were up, she would expose the truth and relish the miserable expression on Wang Mingyu's face—*hehehe*.
Wang Mingyu smiled faintly. "Why wouldn't I? It is my absolute honor to accompany a beauty like you to sleep every night."
"So now, let go of me." Wang Qingying said expressionlessly and coldly.
"Wait a second." Instead of letting go immediately, Wang Mingyu leaned down and planted a light kiss on her forehead. "Wang Qingying, I like you. Goodnight."
Wang Qingying froze. By the time she snapped back to her senses, Wang Mingyu had already vanished from before her eyes.
Pressing a hand to her forehead, she found it hard to believe what Wang Mingyu had just done.
A clear tear traced its way down her cheek as she muttered to herself, "Impossible, impossible... how could he possibly kiss me? No way, no way..."
Humming a jaunty tune, Wang Mingyu was in high spirits.
He had seized the opportunity to steal a kiss from a beauty—he was practically walking on air right now!
A hundred days... wonder if Wang Qingying was still going to confess to Jiang Feng during this period.
Let's hope not, or all his efforts would go to waste, wouldn't they?
Wang Mingyu pulled out his phone and checked the date.
"This weekend, I have to go camping with Mu Yunxi, Jiang Feng, and Lin Linyu."
"In this plot arc..."
"Looks like telling Wang Qingying stories will have to be pushed back a bit."
"I'll start it right from the day we get back from camping, and run it for a hundred days straight..."
"Actually sounds pretty tough."