Song Jingrong became entirely excited.
He lowered his hand, leaning on the bathtub’s edge, letting go of the little eel.
“Hmm… a bit to the left,” he said in a hoarse voice.
This guy, with such a natural tone, was treating her as free labor. Chen Jing’s heart was about to beat irregularly. If only she could contact Dr. Wang or Yin’s mother.
But alas, it was just imagination. Dr. Wang and Yin’s mother had long been disconnected. Since signing the contract, it was stipulated that she could only easily leave after completing all tasks.
Thinking about it, she still had to obey.
Chen Jing followed his instructions, crawling back and forth on his back, exhausted and aching. Suddenly, evil sprouted from her heart, and she viciously bit his back!
Song Jingrong suppressed a groan, his fingertips gripping the bathtub tighter, breathing becoming heavy, and his expression unbearable.
“You…
“Song Jingrong’s brow furrowed, his voice hoarse, “What did you sting me with?”
Chen Jing was furious.
Her despair towards the world was ignited with fighting spirit due to her intense anger.
To be honest, the difficulty level of the first three worlds was too low. The male leads either had a long-standing secret love or fell in love at first sight, loving her to the point of being unable to control themselves. They appeared weak, hiding their flaws deeply, afraid she would discover them. Even when their emotions were on the verge of collapse, they maintained a trace of rationality to avoid hurting her.
Those men were sweet and cute but lacked challenge. They were all submissive husbands who would cling to her at a wave of her hand. Without comparison, Chen Jing might have been moved by Yan Li’s deep affection in the real world, and might have even been slightly infatuated.
But once a comparison was made, looking at the cold and strange man before her who was completely indifferent to her feelings, Chen Jing narrowed her eyes and suppressed her pain, coldly snorting inwardly.
Wasn’t he disdainful of her? Hmph, she hoped he would always remain so.
Since he didn’t like it, having a cleanliness obsession, and wanting to gain support from Chen Jing’s family, Song Jingrong came up with a plan.
He ordered his subordinates to go to Nanjiang and quickly brought back two mother-and-child parasitic insects.
This guy was ruthless to others and not much kinder to himself, directly swallowing the mother parasite. Then one day, when Chen Jing was seduced and approached him, he immediately placed a parasite on her.
So when Chen Jing woke up, she had become the healing holy medicine, Little Purple Eel.
Chen Jing opened her eyes and looked thoughtfully at the male lead staring at her. The human and the fish faced each other, silent for a while. Suddenly, Song Jingrong curved his lips, licked the corner of his mouth, and his outstanding appearance gained a touch of seductive charm.
In Chen Jing’s eyes, it only made her become vigilant. Song Jingrong seemed to see through her wariness, and the corners of his mouth curved up even more. He was beautiful, but inexplicably strange and dangerous.
“Are you afraid of me?”
He asked casually, with a relaxed tone. Chen Jing looked at him without moving.
If Song Jingrong hadn’t been pinching her tail, he wouldn’t have noticed her stiffness.
At this point, Song Jingrong was almost certain that this little thing was Chen Jing, whom he had deliberately lured and then placed a parasite on. This fact made Song Jingrong very happy, and the ruthlessness and bloodthirstiness deep in his eyes softened considerably.
He curved his lips, and because of his inner purpose, the fingers pinching Chen Jing’s tail tip loosened slightly.
He asked, “Your name is Chen Jing?”
Chen Jing remained silent. Of course, even if she didn’t want to be silent, she couldn’t speak and could only listen quietly.
Song Jingrong didn’t expect a response. After asking this, the barely-there coldness on his face disappeared, and his expression gradually became serious. When he lowered his voice to speak, it was deep and pleasant, making listeners’ hearts flutter.
Chen Jing was originally unmoved until he said, “This king has a way to help you turn back into a human, but the premise is that this king must confirm that you are the person this king is looking for, okay?”
Chen Jing wanted to say no, but his sugar-coated cannonball was too powerful, and before she could think, she was frantically nodding in agreement.
Song Jingrong raised an eyebrow, looking at her silly appearance. A genuine smile flashed in his eyes, bright and dazzling. Chen Jing saw it clearly and couldn’t help but laugh inwardly.
She thought this male lead was so arrogant and cold-blooded, but in the end, wouldn’t he still fall into her hands?
The challenging situation was dissolved by the smile in Song Jingrong’s eyes. Chen Jing’s previously nervous heartbeat stopped. She had been worried that Song Jingrong might really do something to her if he went crazy, but now, looking at him…
Fine, with her nature, the most severe punishment would probably just be him teasing her, then leaving her alone on the bed while sitting three meters away, staring at her with an unhappy expression.
Chen Jing laughed inwardly and said nothing.
Song Jingrong’s expression grew colder, his gaze towards Chen Jing devoid of any warmth.
Chen Jing was indifferent to his attitude and immediately nodded.
Song Jing Rong’s heartbeat paused momentarily; for some reason, hearing this name made his chest feel warm.
Song Jing Rong furrowed his brow, his expression gradually becoming gloomy, and coldly asked the second question: “Are you just turning twenty this year?”
Chen Jing nodded.
“Did you go to Jin Jia Lou this morning?”
Nod.
“Has your dream since childhood been to become a princess?”
Nod, nod.
“Do you think I’m handsome?”
Nod… huh?
Chen Jing looked at him in surprise. The previous questions were clearly to confirm whether she was the beloved daughter of the Martial Arts Alliance Leader, but what was the meaning of this last question?
Before she could think it through, Song Jing Rong had already placed her in the water and stood up.
“Turn around,” he said with a dark face.
Even with a poor mood, his face was still beautiful enough to strike one’s heart.
Chen Jing’s heart stirred, her heart beating rapidly, and her tail tip involuntarily moved, curling into a circle, then stretching out again.
Song Jing Rong felt suffocated.
He was probably truly ill, and quite seriously, otherwise why would he look at this black, stupid eel-like creature instead of the carefully dressed princesses?
Damn it.
Song Jing Rong turned around, put on a thin inner garment, and slowly walked over, bending down to scoop Chen Jing out of the water.
“I’ll help you restore your human form, but in exchange, you’ll need to draw blood on the 15th of each month and recuperate. It’ll take three years to fully recover.”
Song Jing Rong’s brow became increasingly uncontrollable, and by the end, he was so angry he kicked over the bathtub.
Chen Jing: “…”
The loud sound reached outside, water splashing onto the floor, instantly soaking past the ankles. Song Jing Rong’s expression became even more unpleasant.
Zhou Yuan came upon hearing the noise, nervously standing outside and carefully asking: “My Lord, what happened?”
“Scram,” came a cold snort from inside.
Zhou Yuan repeatedly agreed, lowering his head in fear and standing further away.
Song Jing Rong’s lips formed a straight line, looking down at the small eel in his hand, raising his right hand and drawing out a dagger.
Chen Jing: “!”
Though she didn’t know how he would restore her humanity, seeing his stance made Chen Jing’s heart drum with a bit of panic.
