Chapter 3

Yang Zhen was the first to react.

Rolling her eyes at me, she burrowed into Wen Yan’s rigid arms.

“You think Wen called you over so you could confess your love?”

“That’s hilarious. You meet one rich boy and stick to him like glue. Won’t leave him alone.”

Wen Yan was shaking harder and harder.

I was close enough to hear his teeth faintly knocking together.

He shoved Yang Zhen away.

Ignoring her cry of pain as she fell to the floor.

He pointed a trembling finger at me.

“Song Yunqiu, you’re insane. All I did was turn you down, and you’ve killed me twice!”

“Today, I won’t let you get away with it!”

Wen Yan forced out the words, all bluster and no courage.

Then he turned, trying to flee past me toward the door.

Too late.

I’d locked it behind me when I came in.

And changed the code.

Thanks to being a lapdog he ordered around, I knew his door lock better than the one at my own rented place.

Wen Yan fumbled desperately with the lock.

Nothing happened.

Cold sweat soaked his back. Every hair on his body stood on end.

He turned around.

I stood three meters away, holding a sharp knife.

It was a fruit knife.

The blade was sharp enough to slice through iron.

I’d once used this knife to peel an apple for Wen Yan.

It had left a scar on my finger that still hadn’t faded.

The fear of death closed over him again.

His teeth chattered.

“Yunqiu, don’t do anything rash. Let’s talk this through.”

“Talk?” I bared my teeth in a bone-white grin. “Wen Yan, haven’t you known all along that I was sent here to win you over?”

“Isn’t watching me being forced to grovel exactly what you enjoy?”

Wen Yan had known for a long time that I was a conquest girl.

Even before me,

he’d met plenty of others.

He’d watched one conquest girl after another being coerced by their systems, forced to smile at him and humiliate themselves to please him.

The night I went to the bar,

before I pushed open the door, I’d heard Wen Yan joking with his friends.

“Song Yunqiu’s a conquest girl. Whether she gets erased depends entirely on my mood. I make one call and she has to come, no matter how hard it’s raining.”

“Once I’m bored with this lapdog, I’ll find an excuse to kick her aside. Her system will bind another female lead soon enough.”

“What can I say? I’m the male lead of this world.”

His friends thought he was drunk and talking nonsense.

Only I knew.

He was telling the truth.

Before me, three conquest girls had already been erased for failing to meet their target.

So now I’d worked it out.

If he wouldn’t agree to be my boyfriend,

I’d kill him until he did.

I raised the knife high.

Wen Yan screamed in terror.

“Song Yunqiu, stop—”

The knife plunged through his abdomen.

Yang Zhen’s terrified scream nearly split my eardrums.

Blood poured out in great gushes.

Wen Yan still wanted to say something.

But the agony kept him from getting out a single word.

The world before me fell apart again.

Loop four arrived.