She is the Side Character! — Watch Her Change her fate!-Chapter 51: The Pure Jade Star Is Not to Be Trifled With (Part 1)

Chapter 51: Chapter 51: The Pure Jade Star Is Not to Be Trifled With (Part 1)

[Congratulations, host, the task was completed perfectly.]

[Would the host like to go to the rest room, or continue to the next world?]997 asked, actually believing that the host would definitely choose to continue.

The host is more driven than his system, even the princesses of Prince Ning Mansion were all arranged in the end.

She arranged for others to be driven, and gained more time for romance herself—no one else could match her.

Ah Chen is currently in a soul state, her right hand holding a transparent bottle, inside it floats a tint of green light. She gently taps it with her fingers, and the light seems to react, snuggling up to where her fingers are.

Meanwhile, she’s holding a handful of soil with her left hand.

was silent, wondering what this was used for. He clearly sensed that the aura within the transparent bottle was a soul.

He is sensitive to the aura of souls and is definitely not mistaken.

The host’s soul state was completely different from when they first met; back then just a normal soul, but now so powerful he almost dares not to look too closely.

After revealing the cards, does the host not wish to pretend even a little anymore?

Ah Chen lowered her head, focusing on the transparent bottle and the life-filled soil, and with a thought, both disappeared from her hand.

"Continue," she said.

...

With a beep, the room card unlocked the room door.

Zhang Chaoming shut the door, locked it, and inserted the room card.

The room lights up like daylight.

He walked inside, thinking about who he was about to meet, his heart pounding with excitement.

The room card was personally handed to him by Xuan Yanrui, who said there was a gift he would be satisfied with, everything he needed was there.

Zhang Chaoming pushed open the door, filled with light, and on a chair sat a woman in a beige starlight evening dress. The dress was sleeveless but not revealing, instead amplifying her beautiful and pure appearance.

Like a fairy descended, untouchable.

However, this is the mortal world, and Zhang Chaoming is a mortal man; how could he not want to do something upon seeing a beautiful woman.

Just, this scene isn’t what he imagined.

She sat in the chair, meticulously working with the ropes Xuan Yanrui prepared for him, even tying a nice bow.

"Miss Du," Zhang Chaoming smiled, taking out a red wine from the liquor cabinet, "I didn’t expect Mr. Zhang to have such an honor to say a few words with Miss Du here."

He was probing.

If Du Chen was unconscious, things could be done, some pictures taken—everything negotiable.

But if she was awake, without understanding what’s going on, he wouldn’t rashly do anything.

He poured two glasses of red wine, one handed to Ah Chen, the other held in his own hand.

Zhang Chaoming, over fifty, actually kept himself well, with an elegant temperament, many outside praising him as a stylish older gentleman.

But those people didn’t know that he indulged in both genders and played quite openly.

Ah Chen raised her eyes, reached out to take the wine, but just when Zhang Chaoming clung onto a sliver of hope, she casually splashed it, drenching him with red wine, which ran down his cheek and stained his shirt red.

"Coming here was your misfortune." Ah Chen laughed beautifully, just as Zhang Chaoming was about to get angry, she tossed the rope and in one move looped it around his neck. Pulling it tight immediately.

The bow was right where the neck was, just perfect.

As the rope tightened around his neck, Zhang Chaoming’s face turned red instantly, his hands desperately grabbing at the rope, trying to break free.

Ah Chen exerted force in her hand, a calm smile fixed on her face, as if she was walking a dog.

Zhang Chaoming rubbed his face against the red wine on the floor, feeling like he was about to suffocate.

Did she want to kill him?

"If you kill, kill me... you won’t escape." Zhang Chaoming used all his strength, speaking the words in his heart, "Let’s... talk this out."

Let’s discuss things properly.

He can give her what she wants.

Ah Chen saw him start to turn pale, slightly relaxed her hand, sat down, and with a regal gaze, looked at the pitiful man on the ground, she poured a cup of red wine and savored it leisurely.

Zhang Chaoming tried to remove the rope, even though she wasn’t watching him, as soon as he moved, the rope would tighten.

He didn’t dare move rashly.

Watching the woman absentmindedly sipping wine, he organized his words in his mind.

"Miss Du, Xuan Yanrui gave me the room card," he said.

Ah Chen held her wine glass, regaining focus: "I know."

"You should know I didn’t do this willingly."

Zhang Chaoming awkwardly smiled, in this circle, the unwilling or those deceived were many.

Ah Chen tugged the rope, forcing Zhang Chaoming forward a bit, feeling humiliated inside, but could only endure: "I can compensate, Miss Du, feel free to set the conditions."

"Agree to any conditions?" Ah Chen seemed interested, not waiting for him to answer, she added, "And if you don’t agree, I have ways to make you agree."

She was too reckless.

Zhang Chaoming didn’t have time to think too much, a very proper and seemingly obedient voice from the opposite said, "Take it off."

What?

He was bewildered, was she... she wasn’t a pervert, was she?

It turned out, Ah Chen wasn’t a pervert.

She held Zhang Chaoming’s phone, taking various photos of him.

Zhang Chaoming recalling three minutes ago, under the threat of life, had no choice but to follow her orders. The ropes on his body were all tied by himself, difficult to tie, making him sweat profusely. He sneaked a look downward, fortunately, he was left with a pair of briefs.

But posing in various humiliating positions, saying those embarrassing words, greatly shattered his world view.

"Mr. Zhang, we had no intersection before."

"If not for Xuan Yanrui, you wouldn’t have ended up like this." Ah Chen holding Zhang Chaoming’s phone, stood two meters away, still maintaining the graceful appearance known to others, who would have thought such a terrifying side lay beneath a gentle and clean exterior.

"You won’t just let this go, right?" She leaned closer and blinked.

This face was very attractive, one that invites bullying at first sight, but Zhang Chaoming dared not look more.

He somewhat understood, wanting to say something, but she interrupted: "But that’s not my business anymore."

"I’ll hold onto this for now." She waved the phone.

Zhang Chaoming understood, he had to do something to Xuan Yanrui, otherwise this matter wouldn’t end. Even if he did something to Xuan Yanrui, it had nothing to do with her.

She was terrifying.

Was this her true face?

How many people in the circle have fallen for it?

He couldn’t control his wild thoughts.

"The night is still long," Ah Chen sipped her wine, appreciating the brilliant city lights outside the window. Her other hand gently shook the rope, stirring Zhang Chaoming’s heart with panic. She turned back and raised her glass, "Mr. Zhang, don’t waste it."

Ah Chen threw the camera she previously found at Zhang Chaoming’s feet: "Avoid me in the future."

"You can also fight back." She tilted her head with a smile.

And considerately closed the door.

Zhang Chaoming breathed heavily, closing his eyes, fight back? Avoiding seems easier.

Ah Chen returned to the lively wine party, found a quiet and shadowy place to sit, staring at the bustle in front.

Actually, she was already accustomed to calmness and silence.

Too much calmness was terrifying, but one grows used to it.

Around twenty minutes later, she saw Xuan Yanrui drunkenly being supported disappearing into the crowd, eyes smiling, she placed a piece of cake into her mouth.

"Too sweet."

She put aside the cake.

Looks like killing time doesn’t involve eating cake.

"There are unsweetened ones, but the taste isn’t great." A gentle voice echoed from the corner.

Ah Chen knew someone was there, earlier they had been resting with closed eyes.

She recognized him, a famous elder who had won many awards, known for his genteel and serious image.

Good-looking, yet a bit too proper.

"So it’s Teacher Shi." She turned her head to address, "May I ask where the unsweetened cakes are?"

A crisp "Teacher Shi" made Shi Wei’s heart skip, but he maintained a calm and serious face, not giving away any other emotions.