Chapter 024: Wanting to Try Something Thrilling
Not bullying her, no bullying her.
But the current situation still had Ye Zhen on the verge of tears!
Who could tell her why Ye Fuli, after just a little drink, became so clingy?
Ye Zhen was pulled into her embrace, unable to break free no matter how she struggled.
Ye Fuli said nothing, just hugged her from behind, resting her head on Ye Zhen's shoulder and occasionally nuzzling her.
Who could stand that?!
Ye Zhen wasn't exactly a pure-hearted girl. Deep down, she harbored some improper thoughts toward Ye Fuli.
Now, she had to fight to suppress her wicked thoughts!
Small and weak as she was, she dared not let Ye Fuli detect any hint of it—otherwise, she’d surely be beaten to death.
"Um…" Ye Zhen struggled to speak. "If… if something's bothering you, you should tell me…"
The other person immediately cut her off, emphasizing, "I'm perfectly happy."
That's not how you act when you're happy, you know!
Ye Fuli exhaled softly and said indifferently, "I want to try something thrilling. Are you interested in joining me?"
Thrill-seeking activities!
Ye Zhen's face flushed instantly, her mind filling with all sorts of inappropriate thoughts.
But she quickly regained her composure.
They were both girls. Even if they went to a hot spring together or shared a bed, nothing thrilling would happen… Come to think of it, for Ye Fuli, the most thrilling thing would probably be whipping her with a little leather whip.
The thought made Ye Zhen shudder.
No way!
She didn't want to get spanked, thank you very much.
Quick, change the subject.
"Ye Fuli! It's still early—let's sneak out and have some fun? I'll take you… to a great place. You'll definitely love it!"
Ye Fuli sneered, "Ye Zhen, I told you—don't do anything unnecessary."
Her tone carried a hint of threat.
Ye Zhen lowered her head.
She felt the arm wrapped around her waist tighten, a bit menacingly, causing her legs to tremble slightly against her will.
Who knew how much Ye Fuli had drunk before coming to find her?
Now, not only did Ye Zhen smell the scent of fruit wine, but she also detected the distinct odor of baijiu.
Drunk people were terrifying.
Especially Ye Fuli—a woman who was already terrifying when sober.
Would she lose control and kill someone?
Oh my god, no!
"Alright, then…"
Ye Zhen tentatively turned around bit by bit.
She felt she'd have more control facing her directly, and besides, turning her back on a woman like this was downright irrational…
The height difference left Ye Zhen feeling a bit down.
She used to be a towering 1.8 meters tall!
Now she could only stare at Ye Fuli's bowtie and whisper, "Ms. Ye Fuli, whatever you want to do, let's discuss it after you sober up, okay?"
Her tone carried a hint of coaxing.
Whether you'll remember any of this once you sober up is anyone's guess!
Anyway, the priority was to keep her calm for now.
Unfortunately, she wasn't dealing with an ordinary person, but a darkened Feng Aotian.
"I'm perfectly sober right now." Ye Fuli suddenly grabbed her chin, leaning closer to stare intently into her eyes. "Don't ever try to fool me, Ye Zhen. Or I'll kill you."
Ye Zhen froze in place, too terrified to utter another word.
After a long while.
The silence in the air had fermented long enough.
Ye Fuli's hand slid from her chin to her neck, then moved down with a flirtatious ease, grasping her bowtie.
"Ye Zhen, come with me."
……
…
The hill behind the school.
From this spot, one could see the entire school grounds, most of the cityscape, even the distant amusement park with its colorful Ferris wheel and a tower shaped like a multicolored Christmas tree.
Ye Fuli pried open the gate leading into the back mountain, grabbed Ye Zhen's hand, and pulled her along the narrow cement path, racing uphill.
The mountain wind howled fiercely, making Ye Zhen gasp for breath as she ran, her mouth wide open.
Ye Fuli's leg injury hadn't healed, yet it didn't slow her down one bit!
True to her status as the female lead, her stamina was as strong as an ox.
Ye Zhen felt like she was about to run herself to death…
This mountain didn't look particularly high on ordinary days, but now it seemed impossibly steep! So steep it felt like they'd never reach the top, like the climb would never end.
"Wait, wait… Oh no, I can't go on! Ye Fuli, please spare me!"
"We're here."
Finally.
Ye Zhen collapsed onto the ground, clutching her bow tie at her chest and panting with eyes squinted shut.
She spotted a tent not far away.
Outside the tent, fireworks and firecrackers were piled up.
"This is what you meant by 'thrilling'?" Ye Zhen was dumbfounded as she watched her haul out the fireworks.
She'd been imagining all sorts of dirty things, but it turned out the other person was playing the pure romance route.
"What else?"
Ye Fuli turned to look at her.
Her eyes were filled with a questioning look.
Ye Zhen gave an awkward laugh. "I thought it would be… like running around naked in the middle of the night or something…"
Come to think of it, throughout the entire comic, Ye Fuli had never once played with fireworks or anything like that.
Before returning to the Ye family, she was too poor to afford them, so she could only watch her neighbors' fireworks and dream of the future.
After returning to the Ye family, she was too busy.
Plus, as she grew older, that youthful impulse gradually faded with time. Her daily life now revolved solely around outmaneuvering business tycoons and aristocratic families.
Now, the reborn Ye Fuli seemed determined to reclaim what she had lost.
"Come closer."
Ye Fuli handed the lighter to Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen: "Huh?!"
Ye Fuli snorted coldly: "Light it. Light one, and I'll give you a hundred bucks."
The pile of fireworks behind her, stacked like a small mountain, now looked like a heap of money.
Ye Zhen blinked: "Could it be that the all-powerful Ye Fuli actually fears fireworks?"
"Are you going to light it or not?"
Ye Fuli remained her usual composed self. Even after Ye Zhen exposed her cowardice, she wouldn't let it show on her face.
"Sure! But let me ask first—are sparklers and these little things also a hundred bucks each?"
"Yes."
Receiving the affirmative answer, Ye Zhen's eyes lit up.
Then, the pile behind Ye Fuli wasn't just a mountain of fireworks—it was a mountain of gold and silver!
A conservative estimate put tonight's earnings at five or six thousand.
At that moment, Ye Zhen couldn't care less about school rules—all she could think about was making money.
With the mindset of a true entrepreneur, she was bold enough to dive right in and light them up.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several fireworks shot skyward, exploding into a massive burst in the night sky, crackling and popping.
Ye Fuli tilted her head back, gazing at the night sky above her, gradually losing herself in the moment.
Since her rebirth, her heart had been filled with nothing but hatred. Yet in this moment, it felt as though it had truly been reborn, beginning to beat for herself.
Pop—
The fireworks exploded, their brilliance fleeting.
The light in Ye Fuli's eyes dimmed once more.
To her, everyone around her was an enemy; there was no genuine sincerity.
The bustling little dwarf before her felt only fear and obedience toward her—hardly what one would call sincerity, right?
Ye Fuli hugged her arms, her fingernails digging deeply into her flesh.
Her teeth clamped down on her lip, as if struggling to suppress some terrible emotion.
Ye Zhen turned to look at her and handed her a burning sparkler.
Through the flickering light of the sparkler, Ye Fuli suddenly asked, "Ye Zhen, if I gave you a knife right now, what would you do?"
Ye Zhen stared blankly at her. "Um… carve a pear for you?"
Hearing this answer, Ye Fuli's expression darkened instantly.
"Be serious!" she snapped.
Ye Zhen sighed and spread her hands helplessly. "Then I'd just put it back in its sheath! I'm not exactly ambitious, and I'm scared of dying…"
Hearing this, Ye Fuli froze for a long moment.
Suddenly, she pressed her hand to her forehead and burst into laughter.
"Hey, Ye Zhen, don't you want to kill me? Kill me, and no one will ever threaten your position again. You can be the eldest daughter of the Ye family forever! Besides, on the other side of this slope is an abandoned pond. You could just push me in! A lowly commoner like me—even if I were dead for a year or two, no one would ever notice…"
Laughing, she began to cry.
But her tears were always silent.
Ye Zhen only caught glimpses of tears glistening at the corners of her eyes, too faint to see clearly.
She knew drunk people often lost control of their emotions—sobbing or laughing uncontrollably was normal. She didn't make a fuss, instead crouching down silently by her side.
When Ye Fuli gradually calmed down, Ye Zhen smiled and said:
"Stop being silly. This seat was always meant for you, Ye Fuli."
Picking on the real heiress, usurping someone else's nest—she truly lacked the guts for such things.
What grand ambitions could a deadbeat like her possibly have?
Ye Zhen chuckled wryly to herself, thinking that all she truly desired was three square meals a day, each with meat, the occasional bubble tea, the leisurely crunch of sunflower seeds when idle, and the simple peace of surviving safely until old age.
……
…
Before the fireworks had even finished exploding, the school patrol spotted them and came rushing up the hill, sirens blaring, to apprehend them.
But Ye Fuli moved swiftly. By the time they reached halfway up the slope, she’d already pulled Ye Zhen down a side path.
As the Mary Sue heroine, safety was guaranteed by following her!
Turning danger into safety was just basic stuff for her.
"Couples often come here for dates, and we're not the only ones setting off fireworks," Ye Fuli said calmly. "They won't find any evidence against us."
"Oh, right!"
Ye Zhen's face suddenly flushed.
That statement was so ambiguous…
What did she mean by "young couples"? And "not just us"?
At the foot of the mountain, Ye Fuli's leg wound tore open again. Blood stained her white stockings, making her look rather pitiful.
"Are you really not going to save your own leg?"
Ye Zhen sighed in exasperation.
This Feng Aotian is really courting death!
Relying on his protagonist aura, he's recklessly throwing caution to the wind?
Now it was her turn to take Ye Fuli's hand and lead her toward the infirmary.
"Come on, let's get your bandages changed."
But Ye Fuli suddenly pulled her hand away.
As Ye Zhen turned to look at her, Ye Fuli licked her dry lips. A fleeting, indescribable emotion flickered in her eyes.
"No need. I brought my own ointment."
As she turned to leave, she added softly:
"Tonight… I'm very happy."