Free Web NovelChapter 374: Chapter 244: Stupid Women Deserve to Be Deceived (Part 3)
But faced with this question, Chen Yuan was torn.
He knew that all it would take was a single, casual remark to completely appease Yaoyao. Girls were like that; they were suckers for sweet talk. They would rather be deceived, content to lose themselves in a white lie. At the end of the day, they were creatures of emotion. Conversely, guys who were too rigid and by-the-book rarely came out on top in a relationship.
There was nothing wrong with wanting to be honest and straightforward, but the truth often hurts.
Chen Yuan really wanted to say, "Actually, I like Ningning more." But as the words reached his lips, he was suddenly flooded with a boundless sense of shame. Saying that would be a terrible injustice to Jiang Yao. She had given so much, and no one could deny her pure, ardent love.
’Had he forgotten that moment?’
The girl had snuggled up to him, smiling as she said she was willing to be his "simp," her cheeks radiating an adorable naivete...
’He hadn’t dared to forget it for a single second.’
"Alright, I like you a little more." freēwebnovel.com
"Really?"
In an instant, an incredibly joyful light burst forth from Jiang Yao’s eyes. She lunged at him, her swift movement inadvertently pinning Chen Yuan’s hand as her face nearly collided with his nose.
"Really?" she asked again.
Jiang Yao’s eyes sparkled, her anticipation so palpable it practically crawled out of them.
"Mhm," Chen Yuan said, forcing himself to speak against his conscience. It was the first time he’d used such sweet talk, all to make her happy.
"That’s wonderful... I thought you didn’t like me at all," Jiang Yao whimpered, hugging him so tightly it felt like she was trying to merge him into her body. Her fragrance wafted into Chen Yuan’s nose. She was like a stray pug who, after countless hardships, had finally... finally made it home, its tail wagging into a blur. "Young Master, I like you so much too. I’m going to be yours for the rest of my life."
She used her ample bosom to press against Chen Yuan’s cheeks, giving them a massage that made his head spin.
’The effect of a single sweet nothing was terrifying.’
As Chen Yuan patted her on the shoulder to soothe her, he savored the feeling of having her wrapped around his finger. ’Love is actually this simple,’ he thought. ’As long as you’re not too rigid, you’ll see clear blue skies no matter where you go.’
The pure, textbook love stories never existed in reality. And even if they did, the people in them would live a more exhausting life than any ordinary couple.
Because they took each other too seriously, any single lie could become a cataclysmic disaster.
Chen Yuan hadn’t expected that one sentence to have so much power. He stroked Yaoyao’s hair.
"Alright, alright."
"Hee hee... Just let me be clingy for a little while longer."
Jiang Yao puckered her lips and planted a few kisses on his face—MWAH, MWAH, MWAH—leaving his left and right cheeks covered in kiss marks and faint lipstick stains. After the assault, Chen Yuan’s face was beet red, and he quickly escaped her embrace.
"A hug is a hug, but you didn’t have to use your mouth..."
"I couldn’t express my happiness any other way."
Watching her beaming, happy face, seeing her smile through her tears in the blink of an eye—all because of that one sentence—Chen Yuan gave a helpless, wry smile. Happiness was contagious. He suddenly felt his own bad mood being soothed by her smile.
The tempestuous Jiang Yao had been pacified by a single, simple sentence.
’It was a little unbelievable.’
She sat obediently on the sofa, her fair legs tucked under her in a W-sit, gazing earnestly at Chen Yuan.
"Not angry anymore?"
"Mhm, not angry anymore."
"Then you be good and wait here for a bit. I’m going to have your sister come back. No more fighting later, you hear me?" His tone was like he was coaxing a child.
Jiang Yao listened, thought for a moment, and then nodded emphatically.
"Yaoyao doesn’t want to fight with my sister. Because Yaoyao is a good girl, and fighting makes the Young Master angry, right?"
"Right."
"Then I’ll tolerate her for a bit. You go and pacify her. I won’t be jealous."
"You’re being so considerate."
In a daze, Chen Yuan could almost see an unnatural pink aura glowing around Jiang Yao’s head. ’Damn that love-addled brain,’ he thought. ’Her IQ has taken a nosedive.’
At that moment, Jiang Yao was replaying his "I like you a little more" over and over in her head. Nothing else could get through to her. An irrepressible smile played on her lips.
She was just basking in giddy bliss.
’She had won. All her worries had vanished.’
’Is this a beautiful dream I’m having? Why does the ground beneath my feet feel so soft...’
"You wait here by yourself for a bit, then. I’m going."
Chen Yuan turned to leave.
"Wait."
"What is it?"
"The lipstick on your face. Remember to wipe it off so she doesn’t see it."
"You’re incredible."
Chen Yuan gave her a genuine thumbs-up. He couldn’t help but think: ’Is liking her "a little more" than her sister really that important? With just that one sentence, Yaoyao has cast off all her dark thoughts. Her whole perspective has been elevated. She’s starting to show the tolerance of a primary wife toward a concubine, practically glowing with a holy light.’
What he didn’t know was that Yaoyao wasn’t concerned with a momentary victory or defeat; she was aiming for a lifetime of happiness.
’So what’s the big deal about letting her Young Master go and sweet-talk her sister with a few lies? It’s just tricking a stupid woman, after all.’
’Stupid women deserve to be tricked!’
Jiang Yao stepped forward and thoughtfully wiped the lipstick stains from Chen Yuan’s cheeks. She gave his butt a little pat. "Go on, I’ve got faith in you."
Chen Yuan nodded and walked toward the balcony with a composed stride.
Behind him, Jiang Yao hugged a pillow tightly, fell onto the sofa, and rolled around wildly, practically knocked unconscious by the immense happiness, giggling uncontrollably.
She felt like she had absolutely crushed it.
Without a shadow of a doubt.
