After Teasing the Heroine and Running Away, I Was Forced into Love - Chapter 42

In a moment of desperation, He Roushuang pulled Shi Qing into a tight embrace, holding her close. Shi Qing felt herself sinking into a warmth like a pile of dry grass, accompanied by a faint, delicate fragrance.

“You two share some similarities, but your personalities are worlds apart.”

He Roushuang was genuinely afraid the Female Lead would misunderstand her—just like the Male Lead, who saw people only as substitutes, a true scumbag.

As the “white moonlight,” Xu Wangjin naturally possessed the aloofness of the moon, treating everything with detached indifference. Even her relationship with He Roushuang had only materialized through He Roushuang’s relentless persistence.

Warming an iceberg often leaves you shivering from the cold.

Unless absolutely necessary, He Roushuang would never undertake such a thankless task.

So even now, despite being wrongly accused by the Female Lead, she found herself speechless.

Seeing Shi Qing still pressing her lips into a tight line, He Roushuang’s heart raced with panic.

“Why would I lie to you? If I truly didn’t care about you, I wouldn’t have introduced you to my father.”

Shi Qing conceded this point.

Sensing her hesitation, He Roushuang seized the perfect moment. She reached out, gripped Shi Qing’s waist, and pulled her closer with a forceful tug. When someone is deep in thought, they can’t process everything at once.

He Roushuang had won.

Shi Qing collapsed awkwardly onto the sofa, barely managing to sit up before she saw the woman before her, her lips curved into a smile like a fishhook or a crescent moon—one captivating, the other enchanting.

“Little brat, you think you can turn the tables on me?” He Roushuang said, her voice brimming with smug satisfaction.

She had grown tired of the female leads in novels who crumbled at the slightest push. Though she had transmigrated into the role of a villainous supporting character, she was determined to possess the strength to slap the Male Lead eighteen times if necessary.

Thus, subduing Shi Qing now felt effortless.

Every drop of sweat she had shed on the treadmill and in the gym had proven its worth.

Shi Qing was momentarily stunned, seemingly unprepared for her sister’s sudden counterattack.

Yet she didn’t resist the sensation; on the contrary, she found herself enjoying it. Instead of fleeing, the other woman was drawing closer in a different way.

This realization filled her with a secret delight.

“So, Sister, you like it this way…”

Shi Qing wriggled like a nimble fish, her movements futile against He Roushuang’s grip, but enough to unsettle her.

Damn straight girl!

You’re such a tease!

Wait, wait… Shi Qing can’t be straight anymore. She’s definitely at least two coils of mosquito incense levels of gay.

“Actually, as long as you want it… anywhere is fine.”

Shi Qing was still speaking, but He Roushuang couldn’t tell if she was trying to please her for money or if her words came from the heart. The Female Lead’s acting was too convincing.

And He Roushuang was emotionally clueless.

Seeing He Roushuang freeze, Shi Qing could have seized the opportunity to counterattack, but she didn’t. Instead, she gently cupped He Roushuang’s cheek.

Just then…

A rhythmic phone ring sounded—a video call.

A slight glance would reveal the cold, moon-like profile picture. Shi Qing was momentarily at a loss for words.

She didn’t want He Roushuang to answer the call.

So, as He Roushuang reached for her phone, Shi Qing’s hand shot out like a sharp-clawed leopard pouncing from its cage.

She grabbed He Roushuang’s wrist and yanked her close.

He Roushuang fell into Shi Qing’s soft embrace, and a slightly forceful kiss descended, leaving her no escape, no way to avoid it.

Like someone who accidentally stumbles into a rosebush, she was pricked by thorns yet enveloped in intoxicating fragrance.

He Roushuang was still trying to reach her phone. After all, she had finally managed to bridge the cold, distant gap between them.

Bai Yueguang was a particularly sharp blade. If wielded skillfully, it could plunge the Male Lead into eternal damnation.

Unfortunately… this moment of distraction didn’t escape Shi Qing’s notice, and it stirred a peculiar bitterness within her.

Sister He cares about that person so much?

So much that she’d answer her call even while kissing me?

Her heart seemed to overflow with jealousy. Shi Qing reached out and tightly gripped He Roushuang’s hand, preventing her from reaching for the phone.

What a brazen act of defiance!

For a moment, He Roushuang seemed to genuinely forget about the call, lost in the kiss.

But she wasn’t one to let emotions cloud her judgment. Her fingertips traced upward, pressing against the corner of Shi Qing’s lips, forcibly creating a sliver of space for her to breathe.

“Enough,” she said. “Don’t be childish.”

In the final second before the video call disconnected, He Roushuang hurriedly answered.

“Sorry, I was a bit busy just now.”

Her flushed cheeks and disheveled clothes made it clear she had indeed been very busy.

“My apologies for interrupting your… activities.”

Xu Wangjin, standing off-camera, paused in surprise. To be honest, she and the woman before her had only become acquainted in the past few days, thanks to the other woman’s persistent attentiveness.

Moreover, having heard about the strained relationship between He Roushuang and He Shanjian, Xu Wangjin had been willing to engage in longer conversations with her.

Why?

As a member of the He Family, He Roushuang would undoubtedly have a better grasp of He Shanjian’s movements than outsiders, making it easier for Xu Wangjin to avoid him.

In truth, both women had ulterior motives; genuine friendships rarely develop so quickly.

He Roushuang finally had a moment to watch the video of herself. Her disheveled appearance truly made her look like a fox spirit who had just crawled out of bed.

Normally, she would have felt embarrassed, but now wasn’t the time for such sentimentality.

As a seasoned executive of a major corporation, how could she possibly show any sign of panic over such a trivial matter?

Exposing her vulnerabilities to the Female Lead was acceptable—after all, the other woman was a genuinely good person.

But she absolutely couldn’t reveal any weaknesses to anyone else.

They say rabbits don’t eat the grass near their burrows.

Yet in the original novel, Xu Wangjin had repeatedly targeted Shi Qing, staging a dramatic showdown of two women tearing each other’s hair out in a fierce competition for love.

“It’s nothing. I won’t disturb you.”

“My girlfriend is just a bit clingy,” He Roushuang said with a faint smile to the camera, unaware that Shi Qing, hiding beside the sofa, felt a flutter in her heart.

Could it be that Sister He really cares about me, and I’m not just a substitute?

But a slight shift of her gaze revealed the face in the video, so strikingly similar to her own. She couldn’t deceive herself.

“So it’s a girlfriend, huh? I thought it was just a fling, considering you’ve always been so focused on the company.”

“How did you even find time for a relationship?”

He Roushuang’s reputation hadn’t always been stellar. Known as a ruthless businesswoman who constantly clashed with her younger brother, she was often accused of bullying him. Xu Wangjin’s comment likely stemmed from these rumors.

While honesty was the best policy, He Roushuang hesitated. She didn’t want to hurt the loyal puppy by her side. After a moment’s pause, she lied.

“It was love at first sight.”

“We liked each other, so we got together.”

Though He Roushuang appeared nonchalant in the video, only she knew how twisted and tangled her feelings about this relationship had become, like a Tianjin mahua knot.