The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (25)
Qi Chimu lowered his gaze, his eyes calm.
Without a trace of surprise.
That woman, Bai shi, was hypocritical to the utmost.
He had just saved Bai Weiwei. For Bai Weiwei to treat him like this was not very good for the Bai family’s reputation.
Qi Chimu’s brows suddenly furrowed as he thought of something that sounded out of place.
Could it be that Bai Weiwei didn’t say that he was the one who pushed her into the pond?
If she accused him like so, the Bai family would have more than enough justification for his death.
Why didn’t she say it?
The footsteps of the maidservants outside gradually grew farther away.
He could still vaguely hear them say, “Do you need to bring food to that Qi Chimu?”
“The young miss is still so angry she hasn’t eaten two meals. Who would send over a meal?”
“Yes, let’s just stay out of it.”
Qi Chimu lowered his head, staring at the plan written out on the ground.
His face, turned away from the light, was somewhat gloomy.
For a moment, he didn’t know what Bai Weiwei was thinking.
Bai Weiwei took out a mantou from her sleeve and ate it where nobody could see.
“How is Qi Chimu now?”
The system took a look. “Hungry and cold. He’ll probably freeze to death.”
Bai Weiwei: “I’m hungry too ah, I haven’t eaten anything for a whole day.”
The system silently stared at Bai Weiwei’s chest, which was stuffed with several mantou.
In order to carry out the illusion of heartbreak and unbearable discomfort from being betrayed, Bai Weiwei starved for a day.
Only eating mantou.
Not even having any salted vegetables.
Bai Weiwei wiped her hands. “Alright, let’s send Uncle1 Qi some warmth from the community ba.”
If the side task went crazy again, she wasn’t afraid of exploiting loopholes.
After all, she only needed to lock Qi Chimu in the woodshed. Nobody said that she couldn’t give him food and drink.
The system was momentarily speechless. “Do you or do you not look schizophrenic ah.”
One moment harassing people, another moment sending warmth.
Bai Weiwei: The side task didn’t say I couldn’t OOC. I didn’t OOC because I was afraid Qi Chimu would notice something. If there’s a good reason, I don’t care even if my character settings collapse into dregs.”
The system pondered for a moment. “What reason?”
Bai Weiwei: “…I’m still thinking.”
System: What kind of reason was this? At least think it through first before capturing ba.
Qi Chimu’s breath turned into cold mist.
His fingers tremblingly held the fire starter, a sharp light flashing in his eyes. He should burn the woodshed first.
In this weather, he’d freeze to death if he stayed the night here.
Just as he was about to light the fire, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the woodshed.
Qi Chimu could even hear the rattle of the decorative beads on her shoes, which were more costly than others’.
He put away the fire starter. Was she coming late at night to torment him?
All kinds of torture2 flashed through his mind.
He even wondered if it was because Bai Weiwei knew about the inheritance, so she locked him up to interrogate him in the middle of the night.
The more the thought, the colder his gaze grew.
Before the door opened, he swept out with his foot and cleared away all the plans on the ground.
Then he closed his eyes and curled up, feigning sleep.
The door opened, and the cold wind poured in.
He shivered. The weather really was cold.
Then he heard Bai Weiwei hiss, “Damned weather, it’ll freeze me to death.”
The voice was delicate and tender, with an arrogant grievance.
Qi Chimu, his back to the door, silently gave a snort.
You knew it was cold and you still came?
Then he heard Bai Weiwei whisper, “It’s all your fault, not knowing good from bad. I really hate you.”
Qi Chimu opened his eyes, the cold ridicule turning into icy indifference and even a trace of killing intent.
She hated him, so tonight she came to kill him?
1: 大爷: in this context, used jokingly as an expression of respect.↩
2: 严刑逼供: specifically torture used to extort a confession.↩