My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1978: Fun
Just thinking about it feels terrifying.
"I never thought I could be so useful." Yiyi gave a bitter smile, feeling a chill in her heart, and her gaze at him was inevitably sarcastic, "So what about you? What do you plan to do with me?"
He saw through the situation so clearly, so he must know that if he used her well, he could reap immense value.
He was a soldier from a political family; with her as a tool, he could be promoted, even achieve absolute power, surpassing his father.
He hated his father so much, he would use her to achieve what he wanted, right?
He would definitely do that.
"I’ll let you go!"
But he merely said it softly.
Yet it was enough to shatter her world, leaving her face full of disbelief.
"What did you say?" She was stunned, so shocked that she could barely speak.
Fengye Wuyin turned his head slightly, his beautifully silhouetted profile touched with a light cold gleam, but utterly resolute:
"I’ll send you back to the Aus Empire, help you completely bury this secret, let others not discover your identity. You’d better live low-key when you go back, don’t make any more trouble. Otherwise, if I see you courting death again, I’ll drag you back here for experiments, draining your value!"
His vicious tone and fierce expression were a frightening sight.
Yiyi’s eyes widened, moved to tears, her heart shaken beyond measure, never expecting him to do this, to actively let her go after knowing her mysterious identity, ensuring her safety.
Actually, if he handed her over, it would be understandable, after all, his position and hers were always different.
But he didn’t do that, instead, he saved her again, letting her withdraw safely from this dangerous dispute.
She really couldn’t understand what he was thinking.
"If you handed me over, you could’ve made great merits. You’re such a fool." Her voice was a bit hoarse and trembling.
Seeing her eyes shimmering with tears, Fengye Wuyin’s awkward voice softened a bit: "Tch, I didn’t pick you up for merits."
"Then what for?" Yiyi was curious.
Fengye Wuyin thought of how she had been dirty, grabbing onto his foot with eyes full of desperate survival instinct, stubbornly clinging to him like he was her only hope in life.
At that moment, he couldn’t resist such a gaze, a sense of compassion arose in his heart.
And after spending time with her, her lively cunning and flattery made him feel a zest for life he had never felt before, opening another possibility in his life, giving his parched heart a new longing.
Being with her was actually pretty enjoyable.
"For fun."
"..." Yiyi had a dark expression, couldn’t believe he said it was for fun.
"Anyway, I’ve been killing, haven’t saved anyone before, wanted to try saving someone."
Yiyi thought she was a bit pathetic, saved for such a nonsensical reason.
"Anyway, thank you, Fengye Wuyin."
"Don’t be in a rush to thank me, you might have to pay it back in the future. Tonight, I’ll send you away." Fengye Wuyin’s expression turned serious again.
"So soon? Can’t it wait for a day or two?" Yiyi was startled; she wasn’t ready to leave yet, since poor Jiang Yang was still in prison, waiting for her rescue.
Leaving her comrade like this seemed rather unethical.
Fengye Wuyin shot a sharp look over: "You idiot, I’m telling you to leave early and you’re still not going, do you want to leave when you no longer can? I’m telling you, don’t even think about saving your accomplice, even a Bodhisattva can’t protect itself crossing a river, and yet you’re still worried about him."
