The Abusive Novel System Pleads with Me to Resign-Chapter 69

He was referring to the deal where Yu Ting had paid to be taken advantage of.

Jiang Liuxu looked at Shen Ying and said, "If you’re sincere, prove with actions that I’m special."

At this moment, Shen Ying seriously suspected Dr. Jiang had chosen the wrong profession. With skills like his, if he worked at a club, would the male models even have a chance?

Jiang Liuxu glanced at Yu Ting again and said to Shen Ying, "I’ll find a way to get rid of that guy."

Shen Ying promised, "Give me ten minutes."

Jiang Liuxu: "..."

Even he felt Pei Ying’s thirty million was a complete waste.

Shen Ying pushed open the ward door and stepped inside. This private hospital charged exorbitant fees, and since Yu Shishi had been personally arranged by Jiang Liuxu, she naturally got the best room.

Staying here for a night wouldn’t be any less comfortable than being at home.

When Shen Ying entered, Yu Shishi was lost in thought. Hearing the noise, she turned her head and saw the face that had driven her mad with jealousy in her past life.

Yu Shishi sneered coldly. "I’m surprised Sister is willing to stay with me. Given your ‘no-profit-no-effort’ attitude, I didn’t think you’d bother with superficial gestures like this."

"What, trying to put on a sisterly act in front of them?"

Shen Ying shrugged. "I don’t want to either. Keeping watch is exhausting, but President Pei paid way too much."

"A full thirty million."

Yu Shishi nearly fainted again, staring at Shen Ying in disbelief. "What?"

"He spent thirty million just to have you stay with me? What was he thinking? If I had known—"

Shen Ying cut her off. "Exactly. I told President Pei, why not just give you the thirty million? Wouldn’t that make you happier than me staying one night?"

"But President Pei refused. He firmly believes you wouldn’t take the money, nor would it make you happy. He’s convinced that, for you, mere money could never compare to the bond of sisterhood."

"Honestly, I want to ask—what exactly did you tell him about me to give him such a deep misunderstanding?"

Yu Shishi could already taste blood in her mouth. She could no longer hold back her rationality.

The grievances of this life and the last surged up together.

She glared at Shen Ying, hatred undisguised. "You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?"

"Look how glorious you are now. Money? A bunch of fools line up to hand it to you. People? Jiang Liuxu and Yu Ting fight over you. Vanity? Everyone protects you. Even after all the terrible things you’ve done, they’d rather blame each other—or even accuse me of meddling—than point fingers at you."

"But do you deserve it? Our fates were already different, split apart over a decade ago. I’m the one who received a proper education. I’m the one who grew up with them as childhood friends."

"What are you? Just an orphan from the streets, with a laughable education and no sophistication whatsoever. What right do you have?"

Yu Shishi broke down sobbing. "Why is it always you?"

"Why do you, with nothing, still end up above me? Are they all blind? Didn’t they say they loved your kindness, your generosity? Do you even have those traits now?"

"You don’t even bother hiding how you toy with them."

All these years, how hard had she worked to balance the relationships between them? None of the four were fools. Even with their childhood bonds, she had to tread carefully, afraid of displeasing any of them.

But Shen Ying?

Yu Shishi’s words dripped with bitterness. "Why is it always like this for you? You get everything without lifting a finger."

Fortunately, the ward’s soundproofing was excellent. No one outside could hear Yu Shishi’s hysterical screams.

But Shen Ying couldn’t let the last remark slide. "Now that’s unfair. How can you say I didn’t do anything?"

"I worked hard analyzing client needs, identifying their demands, and delivering unmatched service value. I earned this money with my skills—you can’t just dismiss my effort like that."

Yu Shishi shrieked, "What effort? Yu Ting said the ‘ideas’ you sold him were just two words! The longest didn’t even break a hundred characters. How dare you talk about effort?"

"Do you know what real effort is? It’s endlessly comforting someone who can’t move past their pain. It’s racking your brains to please a picky, arrogant bastard who’s secretly insecure. It’s walking on eggshells around a scheming person while pretending to be an angel. It’s dealing with someone whose emotional focus is forever stuck in the past."

"And after doing all that every day, I still had to study like mad—academics, dance, painting, music—just to become someone worthy of them."

"That’s what you call effort."

By the time Yu Shishi finished, her voice was hoarse, as if all her energy had been drained. Aside from her ragged breathing, her entire body felt weak.

But the next second, she stiffened, her spine going rigid, her face twisting in horror.

Because she heard her sister’s teasing whisper:

"So pretending to be me was that exhausting?"

Yu Shishi’s pupils shrank to pinpricks. She slowly raised her head to look at her smiling sister. The person she’d dismissed as a greedy, vulgar woman raised in the slums now seemed to overlap with the one from her past life.

For a moment, she even wondered if her rebirth had been a dream.

The woman continued, "That doesn’t make sense. Didn’t you have all the answers to copy from? How did you still end up so tired?"

Yu Shishi’s face turned deathly pale, sweat instantly soaking her forehead.

Her teeth chattered. "Y-you… how—"

Shen Ying patted her shoulder—just a light touch, but it made Yu Shishi shudder violently.

Shen Ying chuckled softly. "So don’t come crying to me about how hard you had it, okay? We walked the same path. You even had the answers to copy from. If you still struggled, doesn’t that just mean you’re incompetent?"

Panic flooded Yu Shishi’s heart. Her sister knew everything. How? Was she reborn too?

When did she reincarnate? Why had she remained inactive all these years? Why did her personality seem completely different now? Could it be that her previous life had all been an act?

What does she want now? How will she take revenge on me?

No, no—calm down, Yu Shishi!

What do you have to panic about? The efforts of these past ten-plus years weren’t for nothing. Yu Ting and Jiang Liuxu were always two selfish bastards anyway, with no deep bonds to speak of. They betrayed me, but Pei Ying and Chang Ming would never turn against me.

Even if my sister knows everything, so what? I’ve long been prepared. Even if she tries to expose me, she’ll be the one left speechless in the end.

Don’t be afraid of her!

"Don’t be afraid of her." A voice echoed the thought in her mind.

Yu Shishi jerked her head up as if startled in a horror movie.

There, before her, was her sister’s smiling face again: "Don’t be afraid of me, right?"

"You’re just like before—every thought written all over your face. I thought with over a decade of experience, you’d have learned to hide it perfectly by now. Turns out you’re still so… disappointing."

Yu Shishi couldn’t take it. Gritting her teeth, she forced out, "Get out. I don’t want to see you right now."

She was afraid the fragile walls she’d hastily built would crumble under this woman’s presence.

"Out! Out! Out!"

Shen Ying raised her hands in surrender. "Alright, alright, I’m going."

"But remember, you’re the one who refused. If President Pei has anything to say tomorrow, it’s not on me."

With that, she strode cheerfully out of the hospital room.

Jiang Liuxu checked his watch as she emerged. "Exactly ten minutes."

"How do you always time it so precisely?"

Shen Ying replied, "When your time is valuable and you don’t rely on assistants."

Jiang Liuxu nodded in deep agreement before the two left the inpatient ward and headed to his office.

It was late at night now, and the floor was quiet except for the occasional staff on duty. Jiang Liuxu flicked on the lights, but Shen Ying didn’t even glance at the familiar layout, making straight for the rest area.

She pointed. "Dr. Jiang, you’ve been tangled up in ropes for so long—must’ve left marks on your skin, no?"

"That’s not good for your health. Didn’t you say you keep medical equipment in here?"

"You have scalpels, right? Don’t worry, my knife skills are excellent. I could peel an apple blindfolded without breaking the skin."

The mere thought of a scalpel’s sharp edge would make any normal person’s scalp prickle.

But was Jiang Liuxu normal? Not only did his scalp tingle—his whole body buzzed like an electric current.

The dangerous image of an amateur wielding a razor-sharp blade, one slip away from cutting skin, flashed through his mind.

Yet the peril only acted as a catalyst. His voice dropped low. "Then be careful."

He led Shen Ying to the rest area, but the moment he opened the door, he sensed something was off.

Because light was already spilling out from inside.

The door swung wide to reveal someone who’d been waiting there all along.

Yu Ting rose to his feet, sneering at Jiang Liuxu. "Knew you were up to something shameless."

The desire to kill someone couldn’t be hidden. Jiang Liuxu’s gaze landed on the scalpel nearby.

That blade would look perfect against Yu Ting’s neck right now.

But the next second, he realized something was wrong—because the idiot was wearing his white coat.

Yu Ting stood tall. His outfit today was relatively formal, a perfect match for the authoritative aura of a doctor’s coat.

What was even rarer was the way he carried himself in it. Everyone knew he was an idiot, yet no one would call the ensemble out of place.

In fact, he wore it with a completely different allure than Jiang Liuxu.

Yu Ting met Jiang Liuxu’s eyes and taunted, "Did you forget? My portrayal of a doctor won me a Best Actor award."