TVSS Chapter 66

On the first day back home, Su Jingxuan encountered someone he disliked. He didn’t come down to the dining room for dinner that night, and he didn’t even go downstairs. Instead, he locked the door and stayed in his room, expressing his resistance.

“Mrs. Yang, don’t bother with him. Xiao Chen is already seventeen years old; he should change his temper,” Yan Junfeng reassured the worried Yang Cailian but had no intention of coaxing him.

Jiang Zichen’s temperament had always been straightforward—liking something meant liking it, and disliking something meant just that. After throwing a little tantrum, he would be fine.

But even though Yan Junfeng understood this, he couldn’t help feeling a strange and restless emotion when he looked at the empty chair that belonged to the teenager. This situation made it hard for him to focus on his meal, and after just having a bowl of soup, he put down his chopsticks and went upstairs.

Back in his room, Yan Junfeng rubbed his temples, opened his computer, and continued working. He hoped that keeping busy with work would help numb the inexplicable emotions he was feeling.

Jiang Zichen’s influence on him was too significant. Yan Junfeng needed to do something to forget about him. He couldn’t let the teenager continue to affect him, absolutely not.

However, the more he tried to avoid, the more restless he became. He found it challenging to concentrate on his work, and eventually, in a fit of frustration, he slammed his fist on the table. He muttered curses under his breath, forcefully loosened his tight collar, took several deep breaths, and then sent a message to his secret friend on QQ.

“Are you there?”

Yan Junfeng wasn’t sure why he suddenly sent a message, but every time he chatted with Chen, he felt an unprecedented sense of comfort.

On the other side of the computer, Su Jingxuan, who was eating potato chips and watching a movie, received the message. He smiled but didn’t reply immediately.

The current situation was entirely within his expected plans. Although dealing with humans was the most unpredictable, once he grasped the opponent’s weakness, playing with them became easy.

Yan Junfeng wasn’t a fool. On the contrary, he was quite shrewd. However, Yan Junfeng had a significant weakness—he didn’t understand his own feelings.

Whether in the original plot or the current situation, Yan Junfeng couldn’t comprehend that deep down, he actually loved the original host. His care and emotions toward the original host had long surpassed the boundaries of mere friendship.

But he didn’t realize it. He categorized these feelings as friendly or brotherly, avoiding and denying them subconsciously.

The original host had refrained from confessing to him because of the fear of not living much longer. When he recovered, it was too late.

Su Jingxuan had experienced this tragic love story too many times in previous reincarnations. After each cycle, he keenly felt his power weakening.

This speculation sounded absurd and unimaginable, but Su Jingxuan felt it wasn’t impossible. If this world was real, it wouldn’t be so extreme.

Even more daringly, after starting the tasks, he boldly speculated whether this world was a prison or a monitoring system, and the supporting roles inside were the prisoners. Their miserable life experiences were a form of punishment.

After each cycle, Su Jingxuan felt his strength diminishing. This wild guess might be absurd and unimaginable, but he thought it wasn’t impossible.

If this was the case, as a once supporting role, he could only sigh for the tragic endings of the original host and Yan Junfeng. If these people had another life, he could only heave a sigh for their inevitable tragic fate.

Even if there were future lives, Su Jingxuan wouldn’t sympathize. If that were the case, perhaps this action could be considered helping others. Giving the other party a profound lesson would assist those prisoners in their successful escape.

Su Jingxuan was more than happy to carry out some revenge on this world that had made him suffer so much before. Regardless of the consequences, he was fed up with this world.

Su Jingxuan looked at the QQ message on the computer and decided not to reply for the time being.

Yan Junfeng, on the other hand, started getting anxious after waiting for a few minutes.

Afterward, Yan Junfeng sent several more messages in a row, but there was still no reply. A sense of inexplicable panic began to creep into his mind, especially when the chatbox showed that the other party was typing, but no messages were coming through. He became increasingly restless.

It wasn’t until half an hour later, after Su Jingxuan finished watching the movie, put down his phone, and sat in front of the computer, ignoring several of Yan Junfeng’s messages, that he finally replied with a simple “What.” Yan Junfeng’s heart, which he had been holding in his hand, finally relaxed.

However, upon seeing the concise response, Yan Junfeng was taken aback. Throughout their recent chats, he had come to understand the teenager’s character well. Each message from Su Jingxuan was accompanied by proper punctuation or emoticons, but now there were just two clean words, clearly indicating that he was angry—and the target of his anger was Yan Junfeng.

Almost instantly, Yan Junfeng could imagine a pouting teenager expressing anger, even though the facial features were blurry. This image made him feel even better, and he immediately sent a few more messages to inquire.

Su Jingxuan, on the other side of the network, had a sly smile when he saw Yan Junfeng’s anxious messages. After waiting for several minutes, he replied using the original host’s character and tone.

“I don’t want to talk to you. Angry.”

Typical words that said the opposite of what was meant.

Yan Junfeng’s heart, which he had just set down, tightened again upon seeing the straightforward message. However, the image of the angry and pouting teenager made him feel unexpectedly good. He immediately sent a few more comforting messages.

No matter that their chat was filled with dull and nutritionless consoling phrases; he enjoyed it nonetheless.

Su Jingxuan continued the conversation, adapting the events of the day into a story with a tone of sadness and melancholy, sharing some unhappy things with his online friend. The message conveyed a sense of loneliness and sadness.

“Mr. Yan, do you think my brother doesn’t like me anymore? He hasn’t been talking to me recently, and he’s been very cold to me. I’ve been good recently, though.”

After reading the message, Yan Junfeng had a momentary flash of the younger brother’s disappointed expression, but it was brief. In their previous conversations, he knew that the mysterious “Chen” had a family structure similar to his own, with an older brother.

“No, he must be too busy recently to pay attention to you. Trust me, everyone who has interacted with Chen likes him. He must like you a lot.”

Without much hesitation, he sent another comforting message. Despite the lack of substance, he didn’t want the other person to continue feeling upset.

“Really? Really? You’re not lying to me?”

Chen was a person with very evident emotions. The messages were replied to almost instantly, and the cheerful tone conveyed that the person on the other side had a simple and easily comforted personality.

Yan Junfeng couldn’t help but smile as he read the messages, forgetting for a moment that it was just an online conversation. He nodded unconsciously and continued typing, sending reassuring words.

Near the end of their chat, the teenager sent another message, revealing a hint of caution and care.

“Mr. Yan, do you like your younger brother?”

Yan Junfeng fell silent for a while before replying, “I used to like him a lot.”

“Why don’t you like him now? Did he do something to make you angry, Mr. Yan? How should he behave to make you happy and not dislike him?”

The message displayed the teenager’s urgency.

Yan Junfeng looked at the screen, and a familiar feeling suddenly flashed through his mind. He didn’t reply immediately.

On the other side, the teenager, who didn’t get a response, seemed to be growing even more anxious. He sent one message after another, and the screen was filled with the owner’s emotions.

“Mr. Yan, please don’t be angry with your younger brother. He will be very obedient. What did he do to make you dislike him? What should he do to make you happy and not hate him?”

The messages kept flashing on the screen. Regardless of Yan Junfeng’s expressions or emotions, Su Jingxuan, typing rapidly, sent a barrage of messages.

“Mr. Yan, don’t be angry with your younger brother, okay? He will be very well-behaved. What did he do to make you dislike him? What should he do to make you happy and not hate him?”

Regardless of Yan Junfeng’s reaction on the other side, Su Jingxuan continued to type quickly.

After a while, the computer finally received a response. However, Yan Junfeng had changed the topic.

“Chen, Yan Group will host a jewelry design competition in a month. The competition has no nationality, age, or educational requirements. The preliminary round will be conducted openly on the internet, and then the finalists will proceed to the next round. For the final, we will invite Mr. Franco as a special guest. Are you interested?”

It was clear that Yan Junfeng didn’t want to discuss the previous topic.

The name “Jiang Zichen” was enough to stir up his emotions and disrupt his mood.

Seeing Yan Junfeng’s message, Su Jingxuan couldn’t help but grin. After waiting for a few minutes, he replied.

“In any case, Mr. Yan, your younger brother will be very well-behaved.”

After sending the message, regardless of Yan Junfeng’s reaction on the other side, Su Jingxuan immediately logged out of his QQ account.

Rubbing his wrist, he retrieved the jewelry design he had prepared in advance, opened the official website of Yan Group, and submitted the design for the preliminary competition.

With everything ready, the game could begin.

The best way to deal with a hypocrite was to become a bigger hypocrite.