After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 170: Evening Reward for You

Hearing those words, Mu Chengsi froze on the spot. A chill crept up her back, and cold sweat dripped from her forehead.

…What does that mean?

What do you mean… “I was the one who told him”??

In that instant, a ridiculous guess surfaced in Mu Chengsi’s heart.

Before she could react, Yu Li had already slowly stepped out from behind.

She walked straight up to Bo Jingmo, patted the man’s shoulder, and said, “Not bad acting, President Bo.”

The girl’s movements were natural, and her words even carried a hint of laughter—completely different from the frail and fearful demeanor she’d shown before.

Receiving the compliment, the man’s eyes curved in a smile. The dark fury in his gaze had already vanished, replaced by indulgent amusement.

He bent down to touch the girl’s face. Feeling a bit of chill, he adjusted the coat draped on her and asked with patient tenderness, “Are you cold? Let’s talk downstairs. I already had someone turn on the heat.”

Mu Chengsi: “……”

A cold wind gently brushed her face. Staring at the scene before her, Mu Chengsi’s expression was numb, as if all hope had drained from her body.

The rooftop wind really was freezing.

Suddenly, she also wanted to go downstairs—but not by elevator, and not by stairs either.

Even if she were foolish, Mu Chengsi could now see exactly what was going on.

Ha… looks like she was completely played by this little couple.

Mu Chengsi wasn’t scared anymore. Her heart had long gone cold. She couldn’t even bring herself to be angry.

But there was still one thing she didn’t understand. Her gaze involuntarily fell on the girl in front of her.

…Why?

Why had she never sensed any aura of a System from Yu Li?

Who exactly… was Yu Li?

As if sensing Mu Chengsi’s scrutiny, the girl slowly turned around. A knowing smile flickered in her eyes, the corners of her mouth gently lifting.

Mu Chengsi’s body stiffened. She could feel the other girl’s gaze roaming over her.

Just minutes ago, this person had looked so delicate and weak. But now, everything had changed.

Meeting those sharp, fox-like eyes, she instinctively looked away, heart suddenly uneasy.

It felt like… all her secrets were laid bare before the other.

Yu Li took the initiative to invite her, “Wanna talk downstairs?”

Mu Chengsi clenched her fists, face dark: “Talk about what? What else is there to talk about? You think playing people like this is fun?”

“How could it be?” Yu Li laughed softly. “I just thought you’d have a lot of questions to ask.”

Mu Chengsi couldn’t help letting out a cold laugh. “Heh, I’ve got nothing to say.”

“Oh? Is that so?”

The girl lazily leaned into Bo Jingmo’s embrace and raised her fingers to count one by one. “Like—why I knew you were from deva? Who I really am? What my goal is? When I figured out your identity?”

Seeing Mu Chengsi’s face grow colder and colder, the girl’s eyes curved into a smile.

“And also, am I actually… Lina? Don’t you want to know these things?”

“……”

That one she couldn’t argue with—she did want to ask.

Being so thoroughly read, Mu Chengsi turned her face away in silence.

Yu Li didn’t press. She just looked at her calmly, completely at ease.

While the tension hung in the air, a certain man suddenly leaned in, lowering his voice so only the two of them could hear: “Lili, do I get a reward?”

“……”

At those words, Yu Li paused and lifted her eyelids to glance at him. Her eyes arched slightly at the corners, as if saying, All this—who do you think I did it for?

Seeing that aggrieved little look in her eyes, and confirming she wasn’t truly mad, the man finally relaxed. The tension in his chest eased, and a soft chuckle slipped from his lips.

He touched her face, then tilted his head and kissed her cheek, his voice gentle: “Just teasing you.”

His fingertip lightly traced the corner of her eye. Because of the acting just now, a faint flush remained from crying, making her look even more beautiful and radiant.

Yu Li might not know, but the moment she said they should break up, Bo Jingmo’s heart had missed a beat.

Even knowing it was fake, his heart still clenched.

Especially when she’d looked at him with that disbelieving gaze—he’d nearly caved and wanted to drop the act.

But in the end, it was because he was too weak. That’s why Yu Li had to worry about these things for him. If he could handle it on his own, she wouldn’t have needed to.

Thinking of that, Bo Jingmo’s eyes grew murky and unreadable. His lips pressed into a line.

He was just about to straighten up when someone gently took his hand.

Bo Jingmo’s face froze. “Wha—”

But before he could finish the sentence, he met her eyes—and the rest of his words got stuck in his throat.

Yu Li gently tilted her head up, face full of helpless smile, and softly said: “I’ll reward you tonight.”

Her slender, soft fingers slowly slipped between his, then both hands clasped tight, palm to palm—so close they could feel each other’s warmth.

“So stop sulking, boyfriend.”

Yu Li knew Bo Jingmo too well. She could instantly guess what he was thinking.

Hearing that, the man’s lashes trembled slightly. His Adam’s apple bobbed. His gaze softened bit by bit. Lowering his head, he inhaled the faint fragrance from the girl’s body, and his voice was especially light: “Okay.”

Mu Chengsi stared at their little interaction, her eye twitching.

Did she even need to ask? The answer was obvious.

So that was why Bo Jingmo had been so considerate toward an NPC—turns out, she was his girlfriend.

Now that the mask had slipped, after her initial anger, Mu Chengsi had calmed down.

With a cold tone, she interrupted the sweet little moment between the two:

“I’ll talk with you.”

Inside the warm private room, it was quiet.

Yu Li sat on the soft leather sofa and gently pushed the teacup toward her, smiling softly.

“Have some water, cool down a bit.”

“……” Mu Chengsi leaned back in her chair without replying. She stared at the smile on Yu Li’s face and tugged the corner of her mouth silently. “Wow, thanks so much for caring whether I’m mad.”

“You can’t put it like that.”

Yu Li chuckled, lifted the cup, and took a slow sip. “If Bo Jingmo and I didn’t put on that act, would you have confessed so easily?”

The man beside them was quietly peeling an orange. After he finished, he handed it to the woman, then took a tissue and wiped his hands. He hadn’t said a word the whole time—completely playing the role of a tool.

Watching Bo Jingmo’s actions, Mu Chengsi’s eye twitched uncontrollably.

Truly a once-in-a-lifetime scene—the man they’d all marked as a dangerous threat, now sitting here, willingly peeling oranges for someone.

Mu Chengsi almost wanted to sigh at the terrifying power of love.

If Big Sister Yu Jiao found out, she’d probably be shocked speechless too.

And hearing Yu Li’s words, she paused, but didn’t deny it. Unless absolutely necessary, who would expose their identity so easily?

Her gaze dropped to the teacup on the table. After a moment of silence, Mu Chengsi lifted it and took a small sip, then looked up at the girl across from her.

“So… are you a player, or… an NPC?”