Rebirth: I Am Not the Movie Queen This Time-Chapter 141: Escaped

Wan Chuer put on a look of shock, but in reality, she was truly terrified.

"Uncle Jiang, how can you be so petty, just like a woman."

Jiang Kechu remained unflustered and said, "You decide whether to clear your debt or not, as long as you clear it, we can do as you said, meet less to avoid any suspicion."

Wan Chuer was floored by his words, never expecting Jiang Kechu to be so shameless, so scheming; indeed, even if it started over, she was still no match for Jiang Kechu.

As for what Jiang Kechu called "clearing the debt" – cooking him twenty-eight meals and giving him three massages, Wan Chuer didn’t even think for a second; this was clearly a trap set by Jiang Kechu.

She wasn’t foolish enough to jump into it according to his wishes.

What did he mean by clearing the debt and then meeting less to avoid suspicion? If you could believe Jiang Kechu’s words, pigs might fly.

Such an obvious play on words; meeting less – perhaps Jiang Kechu already thinks the current frequency of meeting is very little – once cleared, he remains the same, and she is powerless to do anything about it.

Yet she couldn’t think of a way to retaliate against Jiang Kechu at the moment. After taking a couple of deep breaths, she held up a thumb and said weakly:

"Jiang Kechu, you’re ruthless!"

Hearing this, Jiang Kechu raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Alright, stay home and rest. I’ll go out, get things done, and come back to keep you company, and cook you something delicious tonight."

Wan Chuer scowled at him, "Hurry up and go! Don’t ever talk to me in that tone again."

Who is he trying to make sick?!

Jiang Kechu left with a smile, leaving Wan Chuer at home sighing deeply about inviting trouble and misjudging people, feeling totally helpless...

Mere sighs and grudging acceptance of reality weren’t Wan Chuer’s style. freewebnσvel.cøm

After pondering for a while, she decided to adopt a ’nonviolent non-cooperation’ attitude towards Jiang Kechu in the future, surely that would drive him away.

Right, the trouble this time was resolved because Jiang Kechu saved her.

She ought to repay him, but not by offering herself to him, how wishful he is!

That evening, when Jiang Kechu returned, he soon found, no matter what he said, Wan Chuer would respond minimally or not at all, using one word when possible and never two.

Even when he had finished cooking and called Wan Chuer to eat, she simply picked up an apple and spat out three words: "My dinner." and started eating the apple expressionlessly.

Wow, starting to play nonviolent non-cooperation with him, huh.

Jiang Kechu chuckled, snatched her apple, took a bite where she had bitten, and handed the apple back to her.

Looking at the large bite on the apple, a thousand alpacas ran through Wan Chuer’s heart.

"Jiang Kechu!"

"Hmm?"

Jiang Kechu looked all ears, causing Wan Chuer to completely lose her composure, glaring with wide eyes, and after reaching her limit, she squeezed out from between her teeth: "What exactly do you want?!"

Jiang Kechu calmly said, "Let’s eat first, after dinner, we can talk about what exactly I want."

Sneaky guy!

Wan Chuer sulkily mocked him, reluctantly picking up her chopsticks to eat.

Hmm, tonight Jiang Kechu made sweet and sour pork chops, really delicious.

Watching Wan Chuer across the table, her face taut while she enjoyed her food, Jiang Kechu barely restrained himself from reaching out to pet her like a sulking lion dog.

If Wan Chuer knew what Jiang Kechu was thinking, she would surely claw at him.

After dinner, once the dishes were cleaned.

Jiang Kechu brought out a plate of cherries, "Here, have some cherries, they taste really fresh."

"Never mind, just speak!"

Wan Chu’er struck a cold pose, looking at him icily.

Jiang Kechu didn’t persist, put down the cherries, and stared intently at Wan Chu’er, asking, "Do you really want to know what I’m thinking?"

Feeling breathless under Jiang Kechu’s intense gaze, Wan Chu’er hastily stood up and sat down beside him, "Don’t turn around to look at me!"

Then she heard Jiang Kechu chuckle softly, a laugh that seemed to be teasing a puppy, which infuriated Wan Chu’er.

Jiang Kechu was indeed provoking her!

That’s what Wan Chu’er thought.

"I thought I made it very clear."

Jiang Kechu, adhering to her words, didn’t turn his head and spoke calmly, making Wan Chu’er’s heart skip a beat, causing her to jump up.

"I don’t want to know anymore!" Wan Chu’er hurriedly shouted.

She had a premonition that Jiang Kechu was about to pierce through that layer of paper, and if it remained unspoken, she could, like an ostrich, bury her head in the sand pretending nothing had happened.

But if it was laid bare, how would she respond?

Wan Chu’er felt her emotions were in utter chaos, and she wasn’t fit to face Jiang Kechu anymore.

Watching Wan Chu’er flee-like run into the bedroom and lock the door from inside, Jiang Kechu curved his lips into a bitter smile.

In the bedroom, Wan Chu’er sat disheveled on the edge of the bed, her mind in turmoil, and her heart pounding as if it would leap out of her chest.

Indeed, Jiang Kechu had made it very clear.

She vaguely knew what he meant, but... but she wasn’t ready.

In their past life, they both suffered wounds and ended up breaking up bitterly.

Thinking about that process, that outcome, still painfully echoed in her heart.

She never believed in fate before, doing things according to her whims, but after dying and coming back to life, she couldn’t help but believe in some mysterious force.

Starting over, she tried to strive, to change, but still couldn’t prevent Bai Zhixi from leaving again.

If she and Jiang Kechu got together again, and if they still couldn’t avoid demise, why even start?

Moreover, she hadn’t sorted out her feelings for Jiang Kechu.

In their past life, the two got together merely because she was capricious, and Jiang Kechu took her in considering her father, Wan Shiguo.

If it were true love, how could they have broken up? And not to communicate for ten years.

But in this life, seeing his emotions being mistreated by Wei Feng, she felt his pain, earnestly wanted to find him a better place, and tried to match him with Mai Qiqi.

If it were true love, how could she bear to push Jiang Kechu towards another woman?

So facing Jiang Kechu’s intense pressure, Wan Chu’er became frightened, her first thought was to escape because she didn’t know how to respond to him.

...

Outside in the living room, Jiang Kechu waited for a while; seeing that Wan Chu’er didn’t come out, he didn’t insist, checked the doors and windows, then left.

That night, Wan Chu’er unusually suffered from insomnia.

The next day, after exercising, she casually ate some breakfast, grabbed her backpack, and left home for school.

Since starting university, this was the first time she didn’t fully enjoy the weekend and went to school early.

True, she chickened out, not knowing how to face the steadily advancing Jiang Kechu, so she simply avoided him.

These past couple of days at school were quite tough for Ma Tianjiao.