Making Three Heartless Woman Go Crazy for Me - Chapter 47

The moment Jiang Qianyun noticed someone, she immediately suspected it was intentional. To avoid excessive attention, she had deliberately chosen the quietest route home, one that even few people at the hospital knew about.

It wasn’t that she wanted to be overly cautious, but some people’s obsession with her had reached a fever pitch. The first time she was followed, Jiang Qianyun hadn’t even realized what was happening, initially mistaking it for a run-in with a pervert. Later, she learned they were called sasaengs.

Of course, they were still perverts.

Back then, she had wondered: I’m just a doctor, not some celebrity or public figure. How could anyone’s feelings for me be so intense?

Later, Jiang Qianyun discovered that there was more than one such person. She couldn’t understand their mindset, nor did she need to. All she needed to do was stay far away from them.

But the person now standing before her seemed to be just an accident.

The young woman had bumped into her, more stunned than hurt. She sat dazed on the ground, too shocked to react, looking… a bit dim-witted.

Still, the girl seemed harmless. After only a moment’s hesitation, Jiang Qianyun extended her hand, saying in a soft, indifferent tone, “Get up.”

The girl looked up, freezing when she recognized the person before her. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and her eyes trembled visibly. This reaction only reinforced the impression of her being somewhat dim-witted. She furtively wiped the sweat from her palms before placing her hand in Jiang Qianyun’s.

At that moment, Jiang Qianyun recalled a comment she had once read online: “At this age, college students, regardless of gender, exude a kind of pure, unadulterated foolishness.”

How true, Jiang Qianyun thought.

After pulling the girl to her feet, Jiang Qianyun withdrew her hand and asked, “What’s your name? Why are you here?”

“I’m Qi Lanshi. I’m a volunteer who just started today. I got so busy I didn’t realize how late it was. I never expected to run into Dr. Jiang…” As she spoke, she suddenly realized something and quickly added, “I didn’t mean to! Don’t worry, Dr. Jiang, I definitely won’t tell anyone you might take this route home after work!”

“Alright, thank you,” Jiang Qianyun said with a nod, a perfunctory smile flickering across her lips before she strode forward.

She had only asked Qi Lanshi’s name and identity, showing no surprise that Qi Lanshi recognized her. She paid no attention to Qi Lanshi’s obvious admiration and nervousness, clearly accustomed to such reactions.

“See? What did I tell you? The one thing she’s never short on is fans and adoration,” Qi Lanshi said to the System, quickening her pace to catch up with Jiang Qianyun.

But once she drew near, she slowed down again, maintaining a meter’s distance between them.

Noticing the lack of direct interaction or conversation, the System seized the opportunity to ask:  How did you know Jiang Qianyun would be here?

“A guess, after watching all the nurse’s videos,” Qi Lanshi replied, managing to communicate with the System while controlling her pace. “The nurse recorded so many short videos that they practically covered Jiang Qianyun’s entire routine at the hospital. In her videos, Jiang Qianyun appeared in various locations and departments—there were very few places she hadn’t filmed her.”

“Either Jiang Qianyun never appears in these places, or the nurse deliberately avoided filming her there. The latter seems far more likely.”

“But why would she intentionally avoid filming her? The most probable reason is to protect Jiang Qianyun’s privacy. If I stake out these locations, I’m bound to run into her eventually. Looks like I got lucky—I spotted her on my first day.”

Just as Qi Lanshi finished explaining, Jiang Qianyun suddenly stopped in her tracks a short distance away. Startled, Qi Lanshi quickly straightened up, afraid of getting too close and making her uncomfortable.

“Are you afraid?” Jiang Qianyun asked, her voice cold.

Qi Lanshi’s face flushed crimson the moment she spoke to Jiang Qianyun, even the System marveled at it: It’s like there’s a switch on her face—no build-up needed, just instant redness.

In terms of acting, Qi Lanshi had reached a level of mastery. It was a skill she had honed over years, showing no signs of rust despite her long hiatus.

“A little,” Qi Lanshi replied, her voice tense and embarrassed, yet trying to maintain an air of composure. “It’s my first time volunteering at a hospital, and it’s so late and dark here, so…”

Jiang Qianyun let out a brief, soft chuckle. The woman’s emotions flickered and vanished in an instant, leaving Qi Lanshi unsure whether she was laughing at her or at her foolishness.

“Come along. I’ll take you out.”

Qi Lanshi felt like she’d been granted a pardon. Her entire body relaxed, and she hurried after Jiang Qianyun as if afraid the woman might change her mind. She kept a respectful half-step behind, like a little tail trailing after her.

Jiang Qianyun turned her head slightly, just enough to catch Qi Lanshi’s profile. The girl had just washed her face, her bangs and stray hairs still damp, but her cheeks remained flushed. It was unclear whether the cold water hadn’t worked or if she was blushing again.

Qi Lanshi’s appearance radiated a gentle, harmless quality—a beauty devoid of aggression. Combined with her youth, she exuded an aura of docility and youthful vitality. The blush on the girl’s face spoke volumes, conveying her feelings and attitude toward Jiang Qianyun more eloquently than words ever could.

Jiang Qianyun lowered her gaze, concealing the scrutiny and indifference in her light-colored eyes. “If you’re afraid of hospitals,” she asked, “why volunteer here?”

“To earn credits, it’s really tough for college students. One of my classmates even donated bl00d for just two credits. It looked so painful, so I…” Qi Lanshi’s voice trembled with nervousness. The more she spoke, the faster she talked, quickly realizing she was only making things worse.

She glanced at Jiang Qianyun, feeling her pretense completely exposed before the doctor.

Her expression crumbled. “So I volunteered here. After all, it’s not just about the credits—Dr. Jiang is here too.”

Qi Lanshi threw her cards on the table. Jiang Qianyun raised an eyebrow and volleyed back, “You like me?”

“Someone like you, Dr. Jiang, it’s only natural for people to like you,” Qi Lanshi replied, her face radiating sincerity and youthful fervor. “You’re so beautiful, so capable, and so kind.”

She had listed “beautiful” first, revealing that physical appearance was her primary attraction.

In that instant, Jiang Qianyun’s interest in her waned considerably. Her already distant demeanor grew even colder. “The bus stop is just ahead.”

Qi Lanshi understood her meaning but failed to notice the subtle shift in her attitude. On the contrary, she was even more delighted.

“Thank you, Dr. Jiang! I never expected to meet you on my first day here. You’re even more beautiful in person than in the videos, and so kind too!” She waved enthusiastically. “Goodbye, Dr. Jiang!”

Qi Lanshi turned away with renewed energy, but her smile vanished the moment she left the hospital.

“I’m already twenty-five, yet I have to act cute like a little girl? How disgusting,” she muttered. Realizing she was still live-streaming, she quickly added, “That ‘old’ comment was just about me, okay? I didn’t mean to imply that other women in their twenties are old too!”

The internet was so toxic these days that even a streamer from the Snake Skin Zone had to layer up with defenses. It was exhausting.

After explaining herself, she asked, “System, even though you don’t show favorability scores, there must be a backend system tracking them, right? Otherwise, why would you give me items that increase favorability?”

The System immediately recognized what she was after and gave its standard evasive answer:  There is a system, but it’s not accurate. After all, the game is still in Closed Beta.

The System was using “Closed Beta” as its get-out-of-jail-free card.

“I just need a rough estimate, not exact numbers,” Qi Lanshi said, strolling toward the subway station. “During my conversation with Jiang Qianyun just now, did her favorability fluctuate at all?”

Minimal change overall, but it dropped slightly when you said you liked her looks.

The moment this message appeared, the Livestream erupted in question marks.

Is this how good-looking people think? Because they’re too beautiful, they dislike those attracted to them by their appearance?

Didn’t they say Dr. Jiang also studied art? Maybe artists have different mindsets and dislike superficiality?

Hahaha, then Lanlan’s doomed! She’s a total looks-obsessed superficial type.

Hmph, ungrateful! Our Lanbao thinks she’s beautiful—that’s her blessing!

Qi Lanshi herself remained remarkably calm upon seeing the result. Jiang Qianyun’s emotions were exceptionally well-hidden, rarely showing on the surface. Even Qi Lanshi, who had honed her ability to read people’s expressions since childhood, could only catch the faintest hints.

But as long as those hints were accurate, that was enough.

She spread her arms wide in the night breeze, smiling. “She might think I’m superficial now, but that’s fine. Later on, she’ll be grateful that at least my attraction to her face got me interested.”

A beautiful person, no matter how many admirers they attract, shouldn’t resent those who are drawn to their looks. Unless, of course, that beauty has brought them negative consequences, even severe harm. Considering Jiang Qianyun’s status as a “chosen one” and her continued efforts to attract followers on public platforms…

This woman, who excels both inwardly and outwardly, and who is also a psychiatrist and psychologist, likely suffers from severe psychological issues herself.

“Perhaps what she craves isn’t mere attention, but… love,” Qi Lanshi murmured.

All her interactions and conversations with Jiang Qianyun today had been exploratory, aimed at formulating her next plan.

Being a fan wouldn’t work; being a superficial “looks-obsessed” fan would only invite disdain. Only genuine, pure love might move a woman who excels both inwardly and outwardly and suffers from psychological issues.

“What could better fulfill this need than a passionate, youthful female college student?” Qi Lanshi sighed. “But if I go that route, I’ll have to adopt a ‘pure love warrior’ persona and stop letting my mind wander to inappropriate thoughts so easily.”

With genuine regret, she lamented, “Ah, what a pity.”