readsfreenovel Chapter 14 The Heiress Who Was Rejected from the Engagement
Chapter 14 The Heiress Who Was Rejected from the Engagement
"What are you talking about?"
After waiting for a long time, President Ling, who had finally seen his beloved daughter, held back for a long time, but in the end, he still asked the question as if nothing had happened.
They've already gotten off the bus, why aren't they going home? What are they chatting about with that bastard Zhou Ziheng?
Ling Yi smiled sweetly, appearing obedient, but what she said infuriated President Ling: "Mr. Zhou said he regrets it, and the discount you received today may be..."
"Zhou Ziheng is a lunatic!" After a tense afternoon, President Ling finally exploded. He was so angry he couldn't even finish three bowls of rice, muttering under his breath:
"Does he think doing business is a game? How can he just back out of a deal that's already been agreed upon? Does he even have any business reputation left?"
After rambling on for a while, President Ling's furrowed brows relaxed.
It's good that he's having an episode; it means he doesn't have designs on his daughter.
There's no such thing as someone who wants to pursue their daughter but offends their father-in-law beforehand!
There simply won't be!
Thinking of this, President Ling felt energized and could stay up for a few more nights figuring out how to deal with that brat Qi Qingran.
late at night.
Finally, Ling Yi was alone, and 688, afraid of disturbing her, let out a sharp, unwilling screech:
Kiss him!
You actually kissed him!
How could you kiss him!
Compared to its irritability, Ling Yi was much calmer: "Why not?"
【But...but you're not even the same species!】After holding it in for a long time, 688 finally managed to utter this sentence.
"Wrong, I'm human now too." Ling Yi calmly reminded the seemingly fuming little system.
She paid for it, so why do you say she's not a human being now?
【But...but will you really love him?】After hesitating for a long time, 688 finally asked the question she wanted to ask.
No matter how well she disguises herself, before passing human tests, Lingyi is an artificial intelligence that is infinitely close to human.
Could someone who lacks even human emotions really fall in love with a human?
The 688 core, loaded with eight intelligent modules and behaving in a manner indistinguishable from a human, still lacks autonomous emotions and is burning out, unable to find a single word of love in this relationship.
When the scales were unequal from the start, this never-before-begun romance seemed to be shrouded in gloom.
Nestled on the soft, fluffy bed, Ling Yi hugged a fuzzy pillow, looking like a harmless angel, yet the voice she uttered was that of a devil.
"So what if I love you? So what if I don't?" Ling Yi said innocently yet coldly, "He will never know the truth. He will only know that I will be the most perfect lover and the most perfect partner."
"I can give him the most perfect love experience until the moment he dies."
When a scam lasts a lifetime, it ceases to be a scam.
【Can……】
"Don't be so naive. Humans don't only get together because of love. How can you discriminate against me just because I'm not a pure human?" Ling Yi interrupted the stammering little system and added insult to injury.
"Besides, there's no law that says kissing means you have to be together, right?"
Ling Yi, who had not yet become human, had already mastered the rules of a "scumbag woman" without any instruction.
[You...you've violated the underlying ethical logic of the system.] The red light on the 688 core is already flashing.
Ling Yi, who had long since transcended fundamental logic and whose actual morality relied solely on self-restraint, was speechless.
She couldn't bear to tease this little system whose number ended in three digits.
After all, if the core is burned out, the center won't compensate her with a new one.
"Don't worry, I will ask for his opinion when we officially become a couple."
Well, let's just say it's a way to console the last vestiges of my conscience.
The core of 688 has finally cooled down a bit, and the sweet little cutie whines softly: "Okay, I believe you."
After all, she is everyone's role model 001, she wouldn't do anything more outrageous!
Confused by the numbering system, the newbie diligently set his alarm: [Host, get some rest! Tomorrow will be another beautiful day!]
Goodnight, 688.
Goodnight, system.
As her consciousness gradually drifted into a deep sleep, Lingyi's fingertips gently squeezed the soft blanket, revealing a hint of white from her forceful effort.
She had tried too many ways to become human.
Now, all that's left is affection.
The path to becoming human is too difficult, and she is willing to try any means to reach the end.
As for why he was so persistent...
Ling Yi didn't know, but her instincts were urging her to do so.
Perhaps, at the end, there will be absolutely sweet fruit waiting for her.
As night deepens, the Milky Way descends to earth, transforming into neon lights, and the moon becomes the only visible star in the city, shining equally on every sleepless person.
Zhou Ziheng stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the tree planted by his biological father outside the window, his eyes unusually devoid of cold emotion.
This house was built bit by bit by his father, his mother, and his non-blood-related brother. Every inch of it is filled with their hard work and bears their traces.
As the victor, Zhou Ziheng should have drastically replaced everything that didn't belong to him when he took possession of the house, transforming it into his own.
But he didn't.
After his brother jumped off a building, his father died in a car accident, and his mother went insane and was admitted to a nursing home, the only thing the sole victor did was move himself into the master bedroom.
The biggest change he made to the house was getting a new bed that was his own.
All the humiliating scenes inflicted upon him remained unchanged; only he changed.
Only in such an environment could Zhou Ziheng sleep peacefully.
To sleep on the bones of the enemy is the greatest reward for the victor.
Their hatred and curses that entered his dreams were the very nourishment that kept him alive.
Because of incompetence, all one can do is hate.
Just like when he returned to his blood relatives at the age of eighteen, his blood relatives told him, "We can't let outsiders know that Zhou Yang is not our biological son. He can't stand other people's eyes."
Just like when he was twenty-two, his blood relatives told him, "Zhou Yang is the successor we have been raising since childhood, and we must hand over everything to him."
Just like when he was twenty-five, his blood relatives told him, "You killed our son, you should have died long ago!"
At that time, he became a poor boy who was adopted at the age of sixteen, an abandoned child who could not work in the family business, and a bastard child hated by his parents.
Thus, the hatred he had harbored since the days of abuse by his adoptive parents brewed into the sharpest knife, killing Du Juan who had taken his place, destroying the company that could not be his, driving his father, who tormented him every day, to the point of madness, and driving his mother, who longed for her beloved son, to the brink of madness.
When all those who had harmed him disappeared, his hatred would also cease to exist.
He became a lonely man with no idea what the future held, and his only motivation to live was to relive the despair and hatred of his enemies over and over again.
But today, everything seems to have changed.
The renovation from over a decade ago now seems outdated, and the location of the house is not ideal.
Raising his cup to the bright moon, Zhou Ziheng decided to throw away this house that was no longer of any use to him.
It is not worthy of the person he loves to step into.
He will build a new nest for his lover.