Chapter 26: A Beauty Creeps into Bed

Jiang Cheng naturally could not share a room with Murong Xue. Because his younger sister, Jiang Ling, disliked strangers touching her things, Murong Xue and Shen Sining slept in Jiang Cheng’s room, while he took the couch in his sister’s room.

He felt speechless. Had he known Murong Xue would be so shameless, he would have accepted Murong Shan’s offer of one million a day! Now, not only was he stuck with a tag-along, but his own bed had been occupied as well. Thinking about it made him feel cheated.

Lying in bed, Jiang Cheng sighed, his thoughts in utter chaos. In just a few short days, his life had undergone such a earth-shattering transformation. He had been in a car accident, gone blind, lost his job, and discovered that the girlfriend he had dated for five years had been cheating on him for four of them—dumping him the moment she passed her postgraduate entrance exam. Then, he had unexpectedly encountered that mysterious woman in red and inexplicably gained the ability to see the true value of all things. Relying on this supernatural power, he had earned over four million in a single night! He had also run into Gu Zhixia, his high school crush, and quite coincidentally helped her. It all felt like a dream.

Yet, the madness of Dr. Li, those transparent gaseous masses, and the motives of the woman in red—Jiang Cheng could not fathom the secrets hidden behind all of this. Lost in thought, he eventually drifted off to sleep.

He did not know how much time had passed when, in a daze, his hand reached out and brushed against something soft and hemispherical—bouncy, like jelly! Jiang Cheng jolted awake! As he opened his eyes, a breathtakingly beautiful face immediately filled his vision.

"What the hell! Murong Xue, you crazy woman, why are you on my bed hugging me?"

Jiang Cheng suddenly realized that Murong Xue was clutching him tightly, like a little octopus, her soft body pressed against him until it was slightly deformed!

Seemingly awakened by Jiang Cheng’s exclamation, Murong Xue rubbed her sleepy eyes and retorted irritably, "What are you screeching for? If you wake up Sining, let’s see how you explain this!"

"Don't give me that crap! I’m asking you! Why aren't you sleeping in your own room? Why are you crawling into my bed?" Jiang Cheng’s face darkened.

"I... I was just afraid that you, you jerk, would sneak away! If you left, wouldn't I fall back into a coma?" Murong Xue pouted, looking bashful.

"Are you annoying or what? I already told you, I can't cure your strange illness. Can't you go find a doctor? Why do you keep pestering me?" Jiang Cheng looked at her with utter disdain.

"Giggle... Jiang Cheng, are you even a man? A great beauty like me is throwing herself at you, and you’re this cold? What’s wrong with you? You weakling!" Murong Xue watched Jiang Cheng’s flustered expression and covered her mouth, giggling.

What’s wrong with me? A weakling? As a typical red-blooded male, the one thing Jiang Cheng couldn't stand was a woman questioning his manhood! She was even doubting his sexual orientation! It was infuriating!

"You want to see if I’m capable or not? Watch me!"

Blood rushing to his head, Jiang Cheng pinned Murong Xue to the bed, suppressing her body firmly. His face was mere inches from hers. Murong Xue’s heart began to race, her pretty face flushing all the way to the tips of her ears.

"You, let go!"

"Didn't you say I wasn't capable? Just watch!"

"You, you’re shameless! You’re a hooligan!"

"I’m a hooligan? Who was the one who crawled into my bed in the middle of the night?"

Seeing the predatory look in Jiang Cheng’s eyes, Murong Xue panicked. Her heart felt as if it were jumping into her throat. Locked in each other's gaze, time seemed to stand still. Jiang Cheng’s heavy, ragged breathing, laced with a distinctly masculine scent, washed over Murong Xue’s face. In a trance, she felt a sense of intoxication. Her chest heaved; she was so nervous she could barely breathe. As the young lady of the Murong family, she had never been this close to a man, let alone in such an intimate position.

The atmosphere grew incredibly subtle. Jiang Cheng felt his throat go dry, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily. Murong Xue’s unique, feminine fragrance made him feel unbearably hot. Her full, sexy red lips seemed to possess a magical allure, and Jiang Cheng felt a burning urge to press his own against them, to stop caring about the consequences, and to exact a fierce retaliation.

Didn't you say I wasn't capable? Didn't you call me gay? Watch and see if I'm capable!

Two young, impulsive bodies drew closer. Aside from their intertwined, heavy breathing, the room was terrifyingly quiet. Seeing Jiang Cheng’s scorching gaze, Murong Xue seemed to resign herself to fate; she slowly closed her eyes, stopped struggling, and let her eyelashes flutter, looking breathtakingly beautiful.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng could no longer hold back. But just as he was about to lose all restraint, the sound of a door closing came from outside. It was from Wen Yao’s room. Jiang Cheng was struck as if by lightning! Forcing down his agitation, he hurriedly released Murong Xue and sat to the side, not daring to look at her again. His heart was pounding violently. How could he have done such a thing?

"Get back to your room, or I’ll actually take you!" Jiang Cheng threatened, trying to sound imposing.

At that moment, Murong Xue’s mind was a blank slate; she had no idea what Jiang Cheng had just said. She sat up slowly, straightened her disheveled clothes, bit her red lip, and looked at Jiang Cheng with a complex expression, her breathing still erratic. She parted her lips as if to say something, but not a single word came out. In the empty room, two restless souls stared at each other in silence.

"Hmph! Coward!"

After a long while, Murong Xue muttered resentfully. Without another word, she turned and left the room. Jiang Cheng looked at her long, slender legs and her rounded figure, and let out a deep sigh.

The rest of the night passed in silence. Around 7:00 AM, Jiang Cheng was woken by a commotion. Rubbing his eyes, he walked out to find Wen Yao cooking breakfast in the kitchen. Seeing Jiang Cheng wake up, she immediately flashed a cheeky grin. "Giggle! Nice one, Orange! You actually held back when a beauty crawled into your bed in the middle of the night? Even Liu Xiahui couldn't have resisted like you did! You aren't actually impotent, are you? You weakling? Didn't I give you a bottle of pills? If you really can't handle it, you should take some supplements!"

Jiang Cheng was stunned. He hadn't expected Wen Yao to know exactly what had happened with Murong Xue the night before. Based on her description, he was certain she had been eavesdropping for at least an hour!

"Wen Yao, you really have nothing better to do, do you?"

Wen Yao shrank her neck, feigning innocence. "Don't get the wrong idea! I wasn't eavesdropping; I just happened to see it while going to the bathroom in the middle of the night!"

"Happened to see? I’d sooner believe in ghosts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng paused. "Wait, Wen Yao, where did you get that stone around your neck?" He pointed to the black stone hanging from her neck, his expression turning serious. He had noticed a wisp of green gaseous energy coiled around it. This was the first time he had seen green energy, and he didn't know what it represented.

Wen Yao touched the stone, which was strung on a red cord, looking proud. "This? A girlfriend from college gave it to me. She said it was obsidian, so I’ve just been wearing it for fun. I’ve had it for years!"

"Obsidian? Wen Yao, have you had anything strange happen to you lately?"

Wen Yao blinked and thought carefully. "If you ask me about the strangest thing lately, it’s that I’ve been having the worst luck ever!" she complained, pouting.

"What do you mean?"

"Orange, you don't even know. A few days ago, a director suddenly called me, saying there was a third-female lead role that suited me well and asked me to audition. But as soon as I arrived on set, they told me the role had already been filled! I was so angry! I wanted to argue with the director, but before I could even take a few steps, I twisted my ankle. After resting for days, the role was gone, and I didn't even get a bit-part. I had to slink back in defeat! Orange, don't you think I'm unlucky?" By the end, Wen Yao couldn't help but feel dejected.

Jiang Cheng pondered for a moment and asked, "Wen Yao, how is that friend who gave you the obsidian doing now?"

At this question, a look of envy flashed in Wen Yao’s eyes. "Sigh, Orange, that friend of mine is super famous now! Over the past few years, she’s taken on several major IP projects, all as the female lead, earning hundreds of millions a year! Unlike me, I’ve been out of school for years and can't even land a decent role. It's always a corpse or a maid, the kind that doesn't even survive half an episode. Why is the gap between people so huge?"

"Is she pretty?"

Wen Yao shook her head. "Average, I guess! But maybe that's just the type the audience likes." As she spoke, she took out her phone and searched for some stills of her friend to show Jiang Cheng. The girl, named Chen Tong, truly looked ordinary—nowhere near as beautiful as Wen Yao. By all accounts, someone with her looks shouldn't be that famous in the entertainment industry.

Something was fishy! Jiang Cheng had already determined what the green energy on the stone was. He suspected the stone had the function of stealing luck. If it were just his own bad luck, he might have thought the green energy was related to misfortune. But Chen Tong, who had given the stone to Wen Yao, was having a stellar career! Despite having a "face in the crowd," she was frequently favored by directors and landed big roles. This was not normal—it was extremely abnormal!

Therefore, Jiang Cheng was certain that the stone’s purpose was to steal Wen Yao’s fortune and transfer it to the girl named Chen Tong. And this was no accident; it was a calculated, deliberate act. This Chen Tong was truly malicious.