After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 256: Welcome to the Livestream Room

So Bo Jingmo was terrified. He tried to act “distressed,” to appear like someone with “normal” emotions.

When the boiling water was thrown, Bo Jingmo actually had other options.

He could’ve used Black Mist to push Aunt Chen away, or just coldly ignored it.

But no one expected that he would block it with his own body.

This was Bo Jingmo’s “self-sacrifice tactic,” and also his way of “proving” his emotions.

He used his injury to try to prove that he had feelings. He wanted to tell Yu Li—

Look, I’m even helping others now. That means I know how to care about people!

This kind of “proof” was dumb from top to bottom.

So when she found out the reason, Yu Li didn’t even know what to say for a moment.

Sensing the nervousness in Bo Jingmo’s eyes, she sighed silently and slowly wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Bo Jingmo, your feelings aren’t wrong.”

Because that truly wasn’t Yu Li’s childhood.

The body she now occupied didn’t originally exist in this world. Her “introverted and quiet” personality was just a convenience for the system to alter people’s memories, since barely anyone would remember a child like that.

As for why Bo Jingmo wasn’t emotionally affected, Yu Li had a vague guess—because her little boyfriend already knew her background in his previous life.

And those experiences had left a deep impression on him, so when he met this world’s “Yu Li,” he subconsciously didn’t associate her with the real Yu Li.

Plus, since it was told by others, Bo Jingmo found it even harder to empathize.

She had originally hoped to learn about her background through Bo Jingmo. Who would’ve thought that in some quiet corner, her overly sensitive guy was overthinking by himself again.

Yu Li found it both irritating and funny. This man actually thought he had no feelings?

Then how did they even get together without feelings?

But she couldn’t blame Bo Jingmo—after all, he had lost his memory.

Looks like she still had to help her little boyfriend get his memories back.

She raised her hand to touch his face. “I’ll let it go this time. But next time, don’t do something like that again. Don’t get yourself hurt, got it?”

Bo Jingmo turned his head slightly and softly kissed her palm. He let out a low “mm.”

Seeing that he was still a bit out of it, Yu Li blinked and tilted her head up. “Bo Jingmo, do you really think you don’t have feelings?”

Before the man could answer, she suddenly leaned in close to his ear and whispered:

“But... you sure didn’t say that when we were f*cking.”

Feeling his breath suddenly deepen, she curved her lips and kissed his face—a light touch like a dragonfly skimming water.

Her fingertips slowly moved downward, but there was a silent hint in her motion. “You clearly have a much better way to prove it, don’t you?”

His messy bangs fell over his forehead. His face was as pale and flawless as jade, nose high and straight, shadows cast by the dim light. In those narrow eyes swirled a storm of desire. His thin lips were a pale color, and the cold, noble aura he exuded made him feel untouchable.

Yu Li stared at that face and thought, beauty really was a dangerous thing. She leaned over and gave him another kiss, softly saying, “Wanna go home and prove it?”

His Adam’s apple bobbed. A raspy voice sounded in the private room.

“Yeah.”

...

When she opened her eyes again, Yu Li was in a pitch-black space.

Not far away was a massive screen. As soon as it detected she was awake, the screen lit up, and a line of text clearly appeared—

【Welcome to the livestream room. "Forbidden Terror" is about to begin.】

Yu Li directly ignored the message. She stretched and sighed a little, “You’re really dedicated, huh? Even dragged me in after I was fooling around with Bo Jingmo until late at night.”

【……】

What else was it supposed to do? It had been waiting for you to fall asleep.

The set system was about to steer the conversation back on track when it heard Yu Li complaining again: “Can I get a chair? You expecting me to stand all night watching this?”

【……】 Since when did you have demands.

The set system hadn’t planned to accommodate her, but thinking it was better to avoid trouble, it gave her a wooden chair.

Then it said in a serious voice: 【Next—】

“Can I switch? It’s too hard. Not comfy at all.”

【………】

Looking at her indifferent expression, the set system swallowed its curse and, after a few seconds of silence, switched the wooden chair for a soft leather sofa.

Surely that was good enough now.

【Do you know where you are?】

“Yeah.”

【…You’ll now be watching Bo Jingmo’s set performance from a spectator’s perspective.】

“Yeah.”

【……You can’t help him. And you’re not allowed to enter the dungeon.】

“Yeah.”

Set system: …

Could you say something else for once!!

Maybe sensing its frustration, the woman lazily lifted her eyes from the sofa. “You done?”

【Yeah.】

A clear counterattack.

Yu Li let out a light snort, completely unfazed. “Then stop dragging it out. Just start already.”

But the system didn’t take any action. It just spoke coldly.

【You don’t seem worried at all.】

“Worried about what?”

【Bo Jingmo’s performance.】

“Wouldn’t it be weird if I didn’t trust my own boyfriend?”

【You seem to have a lot of faith in him. But don’t forget—when he was on his own before, his performance scores were always dead last.】

There was clearly something hidden in that comment.

Yu Li raised an eyebrow. “So? You trying to see me panic?”

【I’m just giving a friendly reminder. And I might’ve forgotten to mention—Bo Jingmo’s so-called 'won’t die' trait isn’t one of his skills. If he dies in the dungeon, we’ll still recover his soul like normal.】

“Forgot,” my a**. The system obviously said that on purpose.

But the woman just nodded with feigned seriousness. “Is that so... what a surprise.”

Then she went silent.

The set system couldn’t help asking: 【Don’t you want to know Bo Jingmo’s real skill?】

“Oh, and if I say I want to know, you’ll just tell me? Let me guess—only if I sign a contract with you, right?”

Set system: ……

How’d she steal all its lines.

【If you sign with me right now, I’ll let you enter the dungeon as a player. I’ll even tell you Bo Jingmo’s skill.】

“Wow! That’s so generous! I’m getting such a great deal!”

Her tone was full of fake excitement, but her expression remained flat. She didn’t even bother pretending—her disinterest was written all over her face.

【……】

Seeing the system getting shut down, Yu Li leaned back on the sofa with a cheerful smile. Her posture was relaxed as she rested her chin on her hand.

“If you want me to become a player, fine—but I’ve got one condition.”

Or rather, a whole list of them.

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