The Destiny Villainess Wants Me To Work!

Chapter 270: Yang Qingxi Wakes Up!

"No..."

She unconsciously muttered.

"That’s impossible."

Su Mo immediately noticed it. His crimson eyes locked onto her.

"Do you know something?"

Song Meilin suddenly felt a pressure she hadn’t experienced before.

Those eyes contained no hostility toward her. Yet she could feel how desperately he wanted answers.

"I think there must be some misunderstanding."

"What misunderstanding?"

His voice became sharper.

"What do you know? Answer me!"

Song Meilin remained silent for several seconds.

The techniques Su Mo had described sounded disturbingly familiar.

Those were not abilities she would easily mistake.

Yet that was exactly why she didn’t want to speak carelessly.

Because if her suspicions were correct...

Then this matter was no longer a simple assassination attempt.

It involved people connected to the sect.

People she knew. Whom she had worked alongside for years.

And if Su Mo learned that while he was in this emotional state... The consequences could become impossible to control.

"Calm down first."

"I can’t."

Su Mo’s answer came immediately. The calmness finally cracked. His eyes drifted toward Yang Qingxi.

"I almost lost her tonight."

The words were quiet. Yet Song Meilin could hear the pain hidden behind them.

For a moment, she didn’t know what to say. She was an elder. She had lived through decades of hardship.

She understood exactly what kind of fear Su Mo had experienced.

The fear of being one second too late and losing your dearest person.

Song Meilin sighed softly.

"I’ll tell you."

Su Mo immediately looked at her.

"But not now."

His expression darkened.

Song Meilin continued before he could speak.

"You are angry. Anyone would be."

"But if I tell you now, you’ll only act emotionally."

"I need time to confirm something first."

Her voice became more serious.

"And if my suspicions are correct, this matter concerns far more than just Qingxi’s attack."

Su Mo remained silent.

Song Meilin looked toward the unconscious Yang Qingxi.

Then she spoke honestly.

"I don’t want Qingyun’s children becoming enemies of the White Moon Sect."

The room became quiet.

After several moments, Su Mo finally closed his eyes.

The impulse to force answers from her remained.

Yet when he looked at Yang Qingxi again, he suppressed it.

"Fine."

His voice was low.

"But I will get to the bottom of this. No matter who is involved. I won’t let them be."

Song Meilin nodded. "I know. And when the time comes, I’ll help you."

She glanced once more at Yang Qingxi.

"I’ll bring the sect’s physicians. Let them examine her as well."

Su Mo didn’t object.

Although he trusted his Healing Technique, another examination wouldn’t hurt.

"Thank you."

Song Meilin nodded and turned toward the door.

Before leaving, she looked back one final time at Yang Qingxi. Then her eyes shifted Su Mo.

The young man had already returned to the bedside. Holding Yang Qingxi’s hand. Sitting there, waiting for her to wake up.

Song Meilin silently left the room.

The door closed. The room became quiet once more.

Su Mo sat there without moving.

Outside, the White Moon Sect remained brightly lit as countless disciples searched for clues regarding the intruder.

Inside, however, none of that mattered to him.

His gaze never left Yang Qingxi.

And beneath that calm exterior, the cold anger in his heart continued to grow.

***

It was already morning.

The first rays of sunlight filtered through the window, illuminating the quiet room.

Yang Qingxi felt as though she had woken from a very long dream. Her head felt slightly heavy, and for a moment she simply lay there, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Then she noticed something.

Someone was holding her hand.

"Huh?"

Her eyelashes fluttered.

Turning her head slightly, she saw a familiar figure sitting beside the bed.

"Su Mo...?"

Her voice was still a little sleepy.

"What are you doing in my room so early in the morning?"

The moment she spoke, Su Mo, who had been staring absentmindedly at her face, suddenly froze.

Then his eyes lit up.

A relief so obvious appeared on his face that Yang Qingxi was caught off guard.

Before she could react, Su Mo immediately leaned forward and hugged her tightly.

"Qingxi, you’re awake!"

His voice carried a trace of excitement.

Yang Qingxi’s brain stopped working.

Her body stiffened.

Qingxi?

Not Miss Yang?

Not that annoying formal address? But my name.

And why was he hugging her? So tightly too.

For a moment, Yang Qingxi seriously wondered if she had lost some memories.

What happened?

Did she faint?

Did she sleep for several years?

Why did she feel like she had skipped several Chapters of her own life?

Just as her mind descended into confusion, a familiar mechanical voice sounded.

[Ding! With your charm and emotional sincerity, you have successfully captured the heart of Destiny Protagonist Su Mo.]

[Ding! The secondary stage of subduing was successful!]

[Ding! You are rewarded with 500,000 Luck Points!]

[Remark: Main wife’s position is secured in the target’s heart. As long as you nod, you can enjoy the benefits.]

Yang Qingxi’s eyes widened.

The confusion vanished.

Then came shock. Disbelief. Excitement. And even more disbelief.

Captured Su Mo’s heart? Completely?

Her heartbeat accelerated.

Although she didn’t want to admit it, hearing those words made a sweet feeling bloom inside her chest.

The next notification nearly made her forget how to breathe.

’Five hundred thousand Luck Points.’

’500,000!!!?’

Yang Qingxi felt her scalp tingle.

They had worked so hard plotting against protagonists, stealing opportunities, setting traps, and manipulating situations.

Yet all those efforts combined couldn’t compare to this single reward.

For a brief moment, a dangerous thought appeared in her mind.

’Wait a minute...’

’Was I using this system incorrectly the whole time?’

’Why am I running around fighting protagonists?’

’Shouldn’t I just focus on improving my relationship with Su Mo?’

The thought was so tempting that even Yang Qingxi herself was startled.

Then she hurriedly shook her head internally.

’No, no, no.’

’What nonsense am I thinking?’

Her face became slightly warm as blush appeared on her cheeks.

Then her eyes moved toward the final prompt and the smile that had just appeared on her face, instantly froze.