VFMESR Chapter 13

In the early morning, as usual, Jiang Ling opened up the Star Network and casually browsed through the day’s trending news. To his surprise, he came across two familiar names. 

 

If he hadn’t taken a moment to recall the original book’s content, he might have almost forgotten the names of the main characters. After all, the original book primarily revolved around the Holy Dan Academy. His role as a cannon fodder had only a brief mention, and most of the focus on the villain came after the protagonist’s completion of his studies, dealing with the waves of SS-class opponent.

 

The trending topic was the Holy Dan Academy’s newly promoted SS-class student. Several photos of Jiang Qian were featured, portraying him with a majestic aura. Standing beside him was a boy with a bright smile, none other than Sang Lan.

 

Below the news were hundreds of thousands of comments:

 

[Ahhhhhh, mom, I’m in love! Which star is the Holy Dan Academy on? I want to go visit!]

 

[The prince’s looks are just too superior!! But who’s that guy next to him?]

 

[Hey little bro, can Auntie teach you how to pilot mechs? Holy Dan Academy… I quit…]

 

Of course, it wasn’t all praise; there were some doubts:

 

[To be honest, his looks are just above average. It’s not that exaggerated. I know plenty of Alphas who look way better…]

 

Someone immediately retorted, [Are you kidding? Do you even know what ‘average’ means? Besides, the prince isn’t relying on his looks. He’s not only a student at a prestigious school but also has the rare double S-class aptitude. It’s about talent, not just looks…]

 

[Wait, I heard Jiang Qian, the prince, has an older brother, but I’ve never seen him.]

 

[I’m from the Charles star, and I have a friend working at the palace. Due to some unspeakable political reasons, I heard the Crown Prince is no longer on Charles star. He might be…]

 

[Wow, if that’s true, then King Charles looked so carefree before, happily sending off Jiang Qian. Royalty really doesn’t have true family ties…]

 

Below these comments, there were plenty of rumors, some true, some not. Unconcerned about the ignorant chatter, Jiang Ling closed the Star Network trending and checked the Interstellar Therapist Forum.

 

As the name suggests, the Interstellar Therapist Forum was the largest and most authoritative forum for therapists in the entire galaxy. It housed numerous experts in the field, and Jiang Ling, with an academic attitude, visited it daily, sometimes stumbling upon unique insights, much like a modern-day Quora.

 

After a quick scroll, he noticed a question.

 

[Can you tell me what’s wrong with my dog? We’ve already seen a vet, but there are no external injuries. We’ve even consulted a pet therapist, but after nearly half a month, there’s been no improvement. Could this be a spiritual issue?]

 

Below, some reputable experts have provided highly-rated answers, but it seems the person who asked the question hasn’t responded. I wonder if those answers were helpful.

 

Jiang Ling recalled a similar situation he encountered with Nao Nao a few days ago. As a doctor who values life, he took a moment to share his experience with Nao Nao’s mental state and the methods he had tried. He wrote a lengthy response, not entirely certain if it would be of any help. It was his first answer with this new account, and he wasn’t sure if it would gain attention.

 

After receiving a call from Chu Wenyu, Jiang Ling didn’t have much time to think about it. He closed Star Network and started his day as a hostage.

 

Outside the window, the sunshine was bright. Sometimes, Jiang Ling couldn’t help but think that when he eventually found a partner, he probably wouldn’t care for her like he did now for the villain.

 

Compared to last night, Chu Wenyu’s eyes looked much better, though there were still slight traces of redness. Jiang Ling suspected it was also a spiritual issue, but he couldn’t reveal that in front of him. He thought he might consider calling a therapist for the villain at some point.

 

But looking at him in the morning, he seemed to have improved considerably.

 

After helping Chu Wenyu get ready, Jiang Ling touched the backrest of the wheelchair. It was uncomfortably hard, something he hadn’t noticed before. When Chu Wenyu put on his clothes, he covered his slender shoulders, giving him a more imposing look. He sat in the wheelchair, seemingly unfazed by the discomfort.

 

“Your Majesty, how about adding a cushion?” Jiang Ling frowned and patted the backrest. Sitting like this all day wouldn’t be comfortable at all.

 

Upon hearing Jiang Ling’s suggestion, Chu Wenyu was stunned for a moment, and his usually aloof expression seemed a bit unnatural.

 

Since he was around ten years old, he had been using this wheelchair. At first, he found it uncomfortable, like anyone would. Every night, he felt backaches and discomfort in bed, but no one paid it any mind. His mother, when she heard him complain cautiously, often said, ‘It’s your fault for being born with bad legs. I didn’t ask for a child like you. Just endure it!’

 

Over time, he stopped feeling the pain, or perhaps he enjoyed the torment, and he relished the pleasure of tormenting others.

 

“No need,” he replied. For him, there was no need to improve, but these things will make him clearly understand the importance of power. Still, for some reason, he felt that Jiang Ling’s attitude had changed recently. Could it be that he pitied him?

 

Chu Wenyu wasn’t angry; he just quietly chuckled at the thought that if this young Alpha knew what he had done, he would probably think he deserved even worse.

 

But Chu Wenyu enjoyed it. Jiang Ling remained oblivious to his actions, and that was just fine.

 

Jiang Ling couldn’t figure out what was going on in the tyrant’s mind. He didn’t know how to treat himself kindly at all. He didn’t say much, but he planned to find time to add a cushion for him. Perhaps it would gradually change Chu Wenyu’s attitude, and he wouldn’t have to suffer unnecessarily.

 

After dinner, Princess Anna requested an audience. Jiang Ling understood that he didn’t quite fit in and was about to step back when white’s pale fingers grabbed him.

 

“No need to leave,” Chu Wenyu’s speech was slightly hurried, and his tone was unwavering.

 

He liked Jiang Ling’s mild temperament. Ever since the incident with Wilson, he had learned his lesson; this person hardly expressed his emotions, which always drove him crazy.

 

Jiang Ling was almost feeling a bit sore from being held too tightly, similar to being scratched by a kitten. So, he simply stood idly beside the tyrant. He seemed to sense Chu Wenyu’s intention, so he didn’t get angry at his forceful words; he just found it rather cute.

 

Princess Anna looked the same as the last time Jiang Ling had seen her, dressed in a white dress, looking fragile, probably not in the best health. Nao Nao jumped out of her arms as soon as she saw Jiang Ling and ran straight to his feet; it seemed she remembered him.

 

Since he had nothing else to do, he picked up the kitten and started petting it.

 

Chu Wenyu’s face instantly darkened, but he maintained his regal aura in front of Princess Anna.

 

“Anna has met His Majesty,” she was genuinely afraid of this little uncle, but as a member of the royal family, she had some courage.

 

“Mm.”

 

Chu Wenyu raised his head and, from time to time, glanced at the happily petted cat. He pursed his lips tighter and tighter, wanting to quickly end the polite conversation with Anna.

 

Princess Anna started by briefly explaining her family’s situation, and she also conveyed her mother’s greetings to Chu Wenyu.

 

After saying these things, she still didn’t say goodbye. It wasn’t until Chu Wenyu was about to dismiss her that she seemed to have prepared herself mentally and told her little uncle about her worries.

 

“Your Majesty, my mother has been urging me to get to know the young talents she has in mind, but I don’t like any of them at all.” Anna looked distressed. If someone had the ability to stop her mother, she wouldn’t have come to tell His Majesty.

 

“Mm.” Chu Wenyu hadn’t quite heard what she said and replied absentmindedly. Later, he realized something was off and paused before saying, “Princess, it’s for your own good.” It was still the same expressionless, courteous words.

 

Anna was worried that Chu Wenyu wouldn’t help her either, so she bit her lip and said, “But… I already have someone I like.”

 

Chu Wenyu didn’t care who she liked; he had always been indifferent to family relationships. The only reason Princess Anna still existed in the royal family was that she hadn’t taken sides during the power struggle.

 

“Little uncle, can you help me talk to my mother?” Anna knelt down directly; she had no other choice. Although her relationship with that person had hit a rough patch, she didn’t want to marry someone she didn’t like.

 

This commotion also drew Jiang Ling’s attention from the side. He realized it would have been better to leave earlier. Now that he knew these royal family matters, it didn’t seem appropriate.

 

Chu Wenyu was about to refuse, as he hated trouble, but he saw Jiang Ling’s glance and swallowed his words. If he were so heartless, would it give the wrong impression? Finally, Jiang Ling’s attitude had softened.

 

Chu Wenyu tapped his wheelchair thoughtfully. He felt he could shape a good image of himself.

 

“Alright, I will talk to the Eldest Princess. Young people should have the freedom to love.” This statement sounded quite enlightening.

 

Princess Anna had only wanted to give it a try, but she didn’t expect to succeed. She hurriedly thanked him, overjoyed.

 

“Then, Anna will take her leave. I’ll come and visit you later, Your Majesty.” Princess Anna tidied herself up, her nose slightly red.

 

She watched Nao Nao, who seemed to be in a cheerful mood. That day, she learned that the man was the prince of the Charles Star, but she had heard that His Majesty favored him. With the intention of reciprocating, she proposed, “It looks like Nao Nao really likes His Highness. Otherwise, let it stay here for a few days…”

 

“Take it away.” Chu Wenyu’s polite smile disappeared almost entirely, as if he had reached the limit of his patience.

 

Princess Anna didn’t know what was wrong with Chu Wenyu and worried about upsetting her little uncle, so she embarrassingly waved to Nao Nao and left the hall.

 

“Cough, I’m allergic to cat fur,” Chu Wenyu coughed, explaining his outburst.

 

Jiang Ling couldn’t help but smirk, feeling that the way he acted was strangely similar to the kitten he had just held, except maybe a bit fiercer.

 

“After holding a cat for so long, isn’t your hand sore?” No matter how much Chu Wenyu tried to hide it, he was still resentful, and his expression didn’t look good.

 

“It’s just a cat; I can still hold His Majesty with no problem.” Without thinking, Jiang Ling blurted out the words, suddenly wanting to tease the tyrant in front of him.

 

Sure enough, his face turned red successfully.

 

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