Secretly Seducing the Third Female Lead Behind the System’s Back - Chapter 58

Chapter 58: Meeting the Daughter’s Girlfriend

“You’re letting her off this easy?” Yu Mushan leaned back on the sofa and turned to look at Jiang Yisheng.

“Of course not.” Jiang Yisheng was the type to hold grudges—especially when it came to Bai Chu. She would never let them off so easily.

Yu Mushan chuckled lightly, eyes full of affection as she looked at her puffed-up little kitten.

That evening, after dinner, Bai Chu sat on the sofa reading materials on her laptop.

Jiang Yisheng glanced at the screen and caught a glimpse of the name “Bai Renzhi.”

Her heart tightened.

She knew Bai Chu had been studying her father’s research field lately, but that name—more than even Bai Chu herself—was like a trigger to Jiang Yisheng.

Jiang Yisheng went into the kitchen to slice some fruit.

In the original novel, once Bai Chu discovered the truth, her entire personality changed. All the resentment and pain she had suppressed for years erupted—she would rather give up her life than let the He family go unpunished.

Jiang Yisheng didn’t want that ending. But she also didn’t know what she could do to prevent it.

If one day Bai Chu found out that she had known the truth all along, wouldn’t it hurt her even more?

Wouldn’t that make Jiang Yisheng the blade that wounded her?

“Hiss—”

Jiang Yisheng sucked in a sharp breath. She looked down and saw that her finger had been sliced by the knife.

“What happened?” Hearing the sound, Bai Chu rushed out of the living room. Her brows furrowed as she saw Jiang Yisheng’s hand.

“It’s nothing, just a small cut.” Jiang Yisheng waved her hand dismissively.

Bai Chu looked up at her with a bit of reproach, clearly displeased with how lightly she was taking it.

She pulled Jiang Yisheng back to the living room, took out the first aid kit, and began disinfecting the wound.

Watching Bai Chu’s focused and concerned expression, guilt welled up inside Jiang Yisheng.

Of course, she didn’t want to see Bai Chu struggling in pain, endlessly chasing the truth.

But even if she told Bai Chu everything, would it really stop her from doing something reckless?

If she were in Bai Chu’s position, she didn’t know what she would do.

Jiang Yisheng bit her lip. This damned system—why did it have to give Bai Chu such a tragic background?

“Does it hurt?” Bai Chu noticed the serious look in her eyes and worried she’d pressed too hard.

Jiang Yisheng shook her head. “No, it doesn’t.”

Only then did Bai Chu relax a little and carefully place a band-aid on her finger.

That night, Bai Chu finished early. By 9:30, she shut down her computer and returned to the bedroom with Jiang Yisheng to sleep.

The two lay in each other’s arms, pretending to sleep—but neither of them did.

Jiang Yisheng opened her eyes slowly, still holding Bai Chu in her arms.

Bai Chu was turned toward the window, her pupils reflecting the faint lights outside.

Jiang Yisheng closed her eyes again, burrowed deeper into Bai Chu’s arms, and tightened her grip around her waist.

Feeling Jiang Yisheng’s movement, Bai Chu pulled her focus back and turned to embrace her gently, lulling her to sleep.

At dawn the next day, before the sun rose, Bai Chu got up quietly, trying not to wake Jiang Yisheng.

She opened the wardrobe and took out the black tracksuit she had prepared the night before. Then she softly stepped out of the room.

As she turned, her gaze lingered on Jiang Yisheng’s face for a second longer before she gently closed the door.

After changing in the living room, Bai Chu went to the kitchen and made breakfast for Jiang Yisheng, leaving it warming in the pot.

She turned to grab a sticky note, not wanting Jiang Yisheng to wake up and panic if she couldn’t find her.

Just as she reached for the note, she looked up—only to see Jiang Yisheng already dressed, standing in the living room.

“You…” Bai Chu stared at her in surprise.

Jiang Yisheng walked over and took the sticky note from her hand. “We’ll eat when we get back.”

The moment the note was taken away, Bai Chu’s hand trembled slightly.

Today was Bai Chu’s birthday—and also the day she lost her parents.

Jiang Yisheng had sensed her low mood last night and guessed Bai Chu would try to go visit her parents in secret.

Thankfully, she hadn’t slept too deeply and caught her just in time.

“I want to see Uncle and Auntie. Take me with you,” Jiang Yisheng said seriously, with a hint of a plea.

“It’s far… and we’ll need to climb a mountain. The road’s not easy,” Bai Chu said softly, glancing at her uncertainly.

She didn’t want Jiang Yisheng to endure the tiring journey, but deep down, she did want to take her along. Her words lacked conviction.

The next second, warmth enveloped her hand—Jiang Yisheng had taken it firmly in her own.

“Uncle and Auntie would want to meet their daughter’s girlfriend too,” Jiang Yisheng said with a bright smile, eyes full of hope.

It didn’t feel like they were going to mourn—it felt like they were really going to meet her parents.

The sincerity in Jiang Yisheng’s smile made Bai Chu’s nose sting. She quickly looked down and nodded quietly.

They first stopped to buy paper offerings and tribute items, then drove out of the city.

As they traveled, the fiery red sun slowly rose in the east.

It wasn’t harsh—just bright enough to dispel the chill of the early morning.

Jiang Yisheng turned to look at Bai Chu.

The sunlight hit the lower half of her face. She had a slight frown, both hands on the steering wheel, her eyes fixed seriously on the road ahead.

There were barely any cars on the way to the countryside—just their vehicle winding along a narrowing path.

After two hours, Bai Chu parked the car by the roadside.

Jiang Yisheng got out and looked around.

The narrow path was flanked by mountains. The first slope wasn’t high—about the height of a two-story building.

They opened the trunk and took out the tribute and paper offerings.

Bai Chu tilted her chin toward a shallow, yellowish trail made by foot traffic.

“We can go up from there. But it just rained this morning. The ground’s slippery—it won’t be easy.”

She looked at Jiang Yisheng, her eyes flickering with hesitation.

Jiang Yisheng bent down, picked up two bags of gold ingots and a sack of paper money, slung them onto her back, and gave Bai Chu a side glance.

“Don’t underestimate me.”

With that, she strode toward the trail.

Bai Chu hurried to follow with the rest of the offerings.

The slope was steep, and Jiang Yisheng slipped on her very first step.

Bai Chu reached out a hand from behind to steady her.

“Don’t climb right behind me. If I slip, I’ll fall on you,” Jiang Yisheng said, turning around.

“I’ll go first and pull you up from the front,” Bai Chu said, moving ahead. She grabbed onto a low bush, testing it before using it for support and climbing up.

“Step where I step,” Bai Chu called down to her.

Jiang Yisheng mimicked her, using the same bushes for support and stepping into the same footprints.

Bai Chu, more experienced, had already climbed halfway and stopped at a flatter spot, turning to look at her.

“Give me your hand,” she said, holding hers out.

Just as Jiang Yisheng reached out, her foot slipped, and she fell face-first onto the muddy slope—but she clutched the offerings tightly, not letting a single bag get dirty.

“Shengsheng!” Bai Chu started down toward her, worried.

“I’m fine.” Jiang Yisheng pulled her hand out of the mud, grabbed a nearby tree, and pushed herself back up.

Bai Chu came to her side, looked at her mud-covered self, and gently wiped her chin.

“Did you get hurt?”

She was worried a stone might have scratched her in the mud.

“No, I’m okay.” Jiang Yisheng wiped her face with her sleeve. “Hurry up and go—I’ll follow.”

Bai Chu frowned and turned away silently, continuing the climb.

And on the muddy slope, two warm “dewdrops” slid down and disappeared into the earth.