Felyn's voice was very calm, but Zervanie still heard a trace of rejection.
She gathered up her hanging hair, carefully restraining her usual willfulness.
Now she was perfectly playing the role of that beloved songstress.
Sweet just right, cute enough to make hearts flutter.
Her silver-white hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her sapphire-like eyes shone brilliantly in the sunlight.
The light makeup she'd deliberately applied this morning perfectly showcased her facial features, her red lips slightly parted.
"May I sit here?"
Zervanie's voice was very soft. She supported her knees with both hands, bending slightly, her eyes flashing with fragility.
Such a slightly wronged Zervanie was someone no one could refuse.
"This would cause me trouble, so it's not really okay."
But Felyn refused.
He had considered that Zervanie might come to pester him, and he had already decided in his heart to refuse all of Zervanie's requests.
She was different from Viloti—she knew the full content of the contract, so Felyn wouldn't have too many concerns.
Facing Felyn's cold rejection, the corners of Zervanie's originally upturned mouth couldn't help but twitch twice.
"Miss Zervanie,"
Felyn's voice remained calm, yet carried an unquestionable distance.
"I know what you want to do, but I don't like you."
Felyn didn't want to give her face by saying roundabout things, like "It's not that you're bad, it's just that I'm blind and don't like you," blah blah blah.
This wasn't a soap opera that needed thousands of episodes.
Felyn's voice was light, but each word was like a heavy hammer striking Zervanie's heart.
Zervanie pressed her lips together. Although she'd had psychological preparation, she hadn't expected Felyn to be so firm.
"Felyn, please don't be like this..."
Zervanie didn't sit down, but half-crouched to keep her gaze level with Felyn's.
This way, the gap at the front of Zervanie's clothing would let Felyn see the curves and valleys inside.
"I know I was wrong now. I know I was too demanding in the past, but we did have happy times, didn't we?"
"Like what?" Felyn asked.
"Like... like..."
Zervanie's mind raced, but she couldn't think of anything that had made Felyn happy!
It seemed like it really was just her being happy the whole time?
"Like many things. I can't say them all at once. All the things you did, I've kept them well in my heart. You would come cover me with blankets every morning, and when it rained, you'd take off your clothes to shield me from the rain."
Zervanie reached out her hand, gently placing it on Felyn's shoulder, shaking him coquettishly.
"I've kept all of these well in my heart. Your kindness to me, I won't forget."
Felyn sighed and removed Zervanie's hand from his shoulder.
These were all simply because Felyn didn't want Zervanie to get sick—when she got sick, she'd torture him even more.
"Those were all work."
Zervanie knelt on the ground. Her hand reached toward Felyn's face but then withdrew halfway, as if afraid Felyn would blame her.
Her eyes were misty, her eyelashes drooping, looking very dejected.
Zervanie gently bit her lip, tears beginning to slide from the corners of her eyes.
"I know you did those things because of work, but you were too perfect. I couldn't help fantasizing that you would always stay with me."
Act away, keep acting.
Felyn was all too familiar with Zervanie's performance.
"I just sometimes can't help wondering, when you were serving me, did you ever feel something for me? Even if just for an instant."
"No. I told you, that was all work."
Zervanie squeezed out tears with all her might, but they couldn't melt Felyn's cold words.
She was somewhat breaking down. Felyn was like a stone with absolutely no reaction.
"Felyn, don't be like this. I really do have feelings for you. I'm even willing to marry you. You don't need to do anything—just let me handle everything. I just hope you can pay attention to me for a while..."
Zervanie felt she was already being very humble.
But Felyn still seemed unmoved.
"Felyn, actually you do have feelings for me too, right? You just feel embarrassed to say it, right? I know. It's only because of the contract that you wouldn't be so good to me. If you felt like threatening me with these things, I would give you a large sum of hush money, but you didn't do that."
Felyn hadn't expected this twist. He'd never even thought of threatening Zervanie.
It seemed he was still a good person—his professional ethics were actually that high.
Just as Felyn was about to refute, he heard Viloti's voice.
"Felyn."
Viloti tucked her hair behind her ear with her hand. Her lower abdomen rose and fell with rapid breathing.
Her ponytail was somewhat disheveled just now, with a few strands clinging to her slightly flushed cheeks.
She had seen Zervanie approaching Felyn from her class, and after dismissal, she had almost run over.
Viloti came before Felyn. She didn't stop Zervanie and Felyn's conversation, just stood to the side quietly watching the two of them.
"Felyn, please don't be angry anymore. Let's go back to how things were before. I'll treat you well."
Zervanie's acting was solid. Even though Viloti's gaze was almost burning a hole through her body, she persisted.
"Miss Zervanie, I've said it before—I don't want to have contact with you. Please don't disturb me in the future."
Felyn stood up, preparing to leave, not wanting too much entanglement with Zervanie.
"Felyn!"
Zervanie quickly grabbed Felyn's hand. She hadn't expected Felyn to leave directly.
She could only use her last resort.
This pink-haired girl in front of her had an unusual relationship with Felyn. Maybe she liked Felyn too.
As long as she made her angry enough to hit her, maybe Felyn would feel sorry for her.
"Felyn, do you remember when we were in bed together? Do you remember when you helped me dress in the fitting room? Do you remember..."
Zervanie saw Viloti's already cold expression become even more severe. Her fists were even clenched.
Hit me, quickly hit me. If you hit me, Felyn will feel sorry for me.
But Viloti didn't move.
Come on, girl, you can endure even this?
"Zervanie? Don't say things that are easily misunderstood. I don't have that kind of relationship with you."
Felyn pulled his hand away. He panicked.
He was a bit worried about Viloti.
If she threw out a seventh-order seal, all three of them would immediately ascend to heaven.
Viloti's heart was indeed nearing the breaking point.
A woman had suddenly appeared pestering Felyn, and was even saying such shameless things.
She really wanted to blast her away!
But she still endured it.
Right now Felyn was talking to someone else, not talking to me.
So I can't disturb them, or Felyn might dislike me.
"Viloti, let's go."
Felyn grabbed Viloti's wrist, wanting to quickly leave with Viloti.
Viloti's gaze fell on Felyn's hand gripping her wrist.
This simple action caused her originally cold expression to begin melting.
Felyn took the initiative to hold my hand for the first time!
Viloti's heartbeat accelerated, and a smile uncontrollably appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Her eyes carried a trace of joy, yet she quickly hid it.
The seal practice grounds were soon left with only Zervanie standing alone.
She could only watch helplessly as the two of them walked away, growing more and more distant.
The wind blew her silver-white hair, covering the complex emotions in her eyes.
How could this be?
(End of Chapter)