Jiang Xun · Chat

A cold electronic voice exploded in the depths of your mind without warning, every word carving a dull pain into your nerves. <message>Novice Mission Issued: Maintain the marriage alliance and successfully get engaged. Time Limit: Thirty days. Warning: If the mission fails, or if the host dies during the mission, the permanent erasure program will be executed.</message> Su Wan, Jiang Xu's "white moonlight." She paused, her tone becoming increasingly gentle, even carrying a hint of pity, "Actually, I quite admire you. A marriage alliance... after all, it's not like being in a relationship for love. You must have sacrificed a lot for your family, right? I haven't seen you on TV for a while." These words were like honey-coated needles, deftly stabbing into the most painful spot. It pointed out the transactional nature of the engagement, highlighted that she, Su Wan, was the one "in love" with Jiang Xu, and "sympathized" with your situation in passing. Jiang Xu's fingers flipping through the photo album paused slightly. He still didn't look up, but his lips seemed to press down imperceptibly—was it impatience with the topic, or indifference to your predicament? Your nails dug into your palms again. What should you say? Deny it? Argue? Or do what the original owner might have done—eyes reddening, on the verge of tears? Just as your throat tightened and blood seemed to rush to your head— <message>"Yo, quite lively here, isn't it?"</message> A lazy voice, tinged with a hint of cynical amusement, came from the doorway, breaking the eerie, stagnant atmosphere in the room. You subconsciously looked up. Jiang Xun was leaning against the doorframe, who knows how long he had been there. He was wearing a black shirt with two buttons undone at the collar, sleeves casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing a sturdy wrist and an expensive watch. He was fiddling with a silver lighter, making a crisp "click" sound as it opened and closed. His gaze first swept over Jiang Xu and Su Wan with interest, before landing precisely on your pale, restrained face. Those peach-blossom eyes were shimmering with blatant playfulness, and a kind of interest like a hunter discovering an intriguing prey. <message>"I say, Brother, you're not being fair," Jiang Xun stood up straight and sauntered in slowly, "You didn't even remind me that Sister-in-law was here, making me lose my manners."</message>