The Cold Goddess Always Wants to Turn Me Gay (GL) - Chapter 63: Jealousy

Watching Wei Zhi buy milk tea, Yu Xin Xin couldn’t help but marvel at how strange love was—one moment she was wiping away tears, the next they were sharing sweet kisses.

But right now, she was feeling a little sour.

The shop assistant was a young woman whose eyes hadn’t left Wei Zhi for a second since she walked in. Probably because Wei Zhi’s face was too striking—the assistant had even asked if she was a celebrity filming a show, her fangirl face flushed with excitement despite being much older than Wei Zhi.

Wei Zhi was in a great mood, her usual aloof demeanor softening considerably. Glancing at the sweet, docile figure behind her, she couldn’t stop the corners of her lips from curling up again and again.

“Your milk tea is ready.”

Wei Zhi took the cup from the assistant, the lingering smile still on her lips as she politely said, “Thank you.”

The assistant, suddenly struck by the full force of her beauty: Aaaah! She’s so gorgeous when she smiles!

Yu Xin Xin, face darkening: …

This damn woman was radiating charm again.

Wei Zhi handed the milk tea to Yu Xin Xin, replacing her expression with one so sweet it could kill.

Yu Xin Xin gritted her teeth, the sourness in her heart intensifying.

Watching the assistant keep sneaking glances their way, she wished she could hang a “Taken” sign around Wei Zhi’s neck.

Wei Zhi tossed the packaging into the trash bin and happened to see the shop assistant from earlier waving at her. She nodded politely in response.

The assistant’s neck craned even more eagerly, and Yu Xin Xin felt a surge of jealousy, the sourness rushing straight to her head.

What was there to look at? This was her girlfriend.

Grabbing Wei Zhi by the collar, before the other could react, she planted a loud kiss on her cheek. The soft, sweet sensation traveled through her nerves straight to her brain, but before she could savor it, Yu Xin Xin shot a challenging glance at the assistant, asserting her claim.

Shop assistant: …???!!!

Ahhh~ I could do that too!

Yu Xin Xin was startled by the assistant’s increasingly excited expression. She thought this girl had lost her mind—any second now, she might rush over to ask Wei Zhi for her WeChat ID. And then, sure enough, she saw the assistant approaching with an eager face.

Panicking, Yu Xin Xin grabbed Wei Zhi and bolted, not stopping until the other was completely out of sight.

Wei Zhi touched her kissed cheek: My wife just kissed me. Happy.jpg

After catching her breath, Yu Xin Xin glared at Wei Zhi and said sternly, “From now on, you’re not allowed to smile at anyone else.”

Wei Zhi took her hand, her eyes shimmering like rippling water, soft enough to squeeze out tenderness. “Then I’ll only smile for you from now on, okay?” she coaxed.

Yu Xin Xin curled her lips in satisfaction, belatedly feeling a wave of shyness. “Well… you don’t have to only smile at me. Just… don’t let others misunderstand.” Her voice dwindled to a whisper by the end.

The amusement in Wei Zhi’s eyes deepened. “Misunderstand what?” she teased.

Yu Xin Xin fell silent, her face burning up, all her earlier boldness gone.

“Hmm?” Wei Zhi leaned closer, her voice tilting upward, cool and teasing as it curled into Yu Xin Xin’s ears.

The words tickled her heart, and her face flushed crimson. With a mix of embarrassment and frustration, she muttered, “It’s just that you’re too good-looking. A single smile is enough to steal someone’s soul. Anyway, you’re not allowed to steal anyone else’s.”

“So stealing yours is fine?” Her tone was so matter-of-fact, as if she were asking about the weather.

“……”

Yu Xin Xin was too flustered to speak.

“Is it not allowed?” Wei Zhi pressed, her eyes dancing with laughter.

“…It’s allowed,” Yu Xin Xin whispered.

Wei Zhi’s smile deepened, and she tightened her grip on the hand in hers as they continued walking.

The streets were quiet, the night clean and gentle. The lamplight spilled softly along the poles, and the evening breeze brushed past their ears, carrying the sweet scent of a nearby cotton candy stall. Mixed with the fragrance of the person beside her, it lingered at the tip of her nose—everything was perfect.

The two walked for a while when Yu Xinxin, recalling the incident at the café, asked, “By the way, what’s the deal with Zhao Manshu’s brother? Why did she get so nervous the moment you mentioned him?” Although Yu Xinxin trusted Wei Zhi, she couldn’t help but feel puzzled by Zhao Manshu’s reaction.

Wei Zhi looked at Yu Xinxin, her bright eyes clear and unclouded.

“Their family favors sons over daughters. Her brother was spoiled rotten and developed a gambling addiction after high school, often staying out all night. When I had someone investigate Zhao Manshu, her brother had just racked up a mountain of debt and was too afraid to go home for fear of debt collectors. So I decided to play along and scare her a little—who knew she’d panic first?” Wei Zhi’s tone was indifferent, even slightly innocent, wearing an expression of someone wrongfully accused, as if to say, “I didn’t do anything, yet I’m being blamed.”

Yu Xinxin sighed inwardly, feeling a pang of sympathy for Zhao Manshu. She had heard of “brother-dependent” women before—it seemed Zhao Manshu wouldn’t escape that fate either.

Wei Zhi’s eyes seemed to mist over as she gazed at Yu Xinxin with a hint of grievance. Feeling guilty, Yu Xinxin was about to soften and console her when she noticed a faint glimmer of mischief in the corners of Wei Zhi’s eyes.

Realizing she’d been played, Yu Xinxin hardened her heart and looked straight ahead, refusing to meet her gaze. “You’re really full of tricks,” she said.

Caught red-handed, Wei Zhi unabashedly wrapped an arm around Yu Xinxin’s slender waist and said earnestly, “If I weren’t full of tricks, how else would I have gotten myself a girlfriend?”

Yu Xinxin suddenly remembered the night she had been outmaneuvered. If Wei Zhi hadn’t schemed, she would never have agreed to something as absurd as becoming her girlfriend. This woman had clearly been plotting from the very beginning.

Annoyed but knowing she couldn’t win the argument, Yu Xinxin pinched Wei Zhi’s waist—though not too hard—then rubbed it soothingly, putting on a fierce expression. “No more of these tricks on me from now on.”

Wei Zhi took her hand, gently kneading it in her palm, and grinned. “I’m sorry—but I’ll do it again next time.”

Yu Xinxin: “…”

Thinking back to Zhao Manshu’s words, Wei Zhi’s voice turned cold. “How do you want to handle Pan Yue and Meng Jiajia’s situation?”

Yu Xinxin hadn’t expected things to turn out this way either. Zhao Manshu had confessed that Pan Yue, resentful after Wei Zhi rejected him, had eavesdropped on their conversation with Gu Mingxi at the hotel elevator and deliberately set up this scheme. What he hadn’t anticipated was that Gu Mingxi had no interest in her at all—and that Zhao Manshu, fearing the situation would escalate, would take the money and immediately message Zhou Tong. As for Meng Jiajia, Zhao Manshu admitted they had once been close friends. After Meng Jiajia was sweet-talked into a relationship with Pan Yue, Zhao Manshu had tried to warn her, but Meng Jiajia wouldn’t listen. Meng Jiajia had also been in on the scheme—Pan Yue had originally wanted her to carry it out but worried it would trace back to him, so he turned to Zhao Manshu instead.

Yu Xinxin’s mind was a tangled mess. After a moment of thought, she still couldn’t make sense of it. “I don’t know. Maybe we should report it to the police.”

“No.” Wei Zhi immediately vetoed the idea. She ruffled Yu Xinxin’s hair gently and said, “If we involve the police, you’ll inevitably get dragged into it. Rumors will spread everywhere, and you were only caught up in this because of me. You shouldn’t have to endure that kind of gossip.”

Yu Xin Xin was deeply moved. She tugged at Wei Zhi’s sleeve and said worriedly, “Then what should we do? What if they find out the plan failed and come looking for trouble…”

“Don’t worry, leave it to me. I guarantee you’ll never see them again,” Wei Zhi said as she pulled her sleeve free from Yu Xin Xin’s grasp and took her hand instead, offering reassurance.

Yu Xin Xin was startled by her words. “You mustn’t do anything foolish, okay?”

“Do I look that stupid to you?” Wei Zhi laughed.

After dinner, the two decided to return to school. After all, with just two young women alone together, things could easily get out of hand if they weren’t careful.

When they were still some distance from the dormitory entrance, Yu Xin Xin spotted a familiar figure in the distance. She shouted excitedly and was about to run over. Wei Zhi naturally saw it too—her smile faded as she tightly wrapped her arms around Yu Xin Xin just before she could dash off.

Yu Xin Xin, halted in her tracks, looked at Wei Zhi in confusion.

Wei Zhi stared straight ahead, her expression unreadable.

Lu Chen turned at the shout. When he saw the two of them, his delighted expression stiffened slightly.

Yu Xin Xin struggled briefly but couldn’t break free—the arm around her waist only tightened. A cool voice sounded above her head: “Be good, don’t squirm.”

Wei Zhi stopped a few steps away from Lu Chen, still holding Yu Xin Xin close, and regarded him impassively.

Their posture was overly intimate—Yu Xin Xin was practically nestled in Wei Zhi’s embrace.

Lu Chen couldn’t help wondering: Are girls usually this close with each other?

He shot Wei Zhi an envious glance, suppressing his confusion as he turned to Yu Xin Xin, whom he hadn’t seen in so long. “Where have you been? I called your phone but no one answered.”

Yu Xin Xin withdrew the hand that had been pinching Wei Zhi’s waist—she had put some strength into it, but Wei Zhi remained completely unfazed, leaving her no choice but to relent.

She pulled her phone from her pocket and realized it had turned off. Apologetically, she said to Lu Chen, “My battery died. How long have you been waiting here? And where have you been all this time?”

Lu Chen’s cheerful expression dimmed as if doused with cold water. “Nothing major,” he muttered. “Just some family issues. It’s all settled now.”

“What happened?” Yu Xin Xin pressed anxiously. Though they had stayed in touch during this time, Lu Chen always seemed busy, sometimes replying to messages very late.

Lu Chen glanced at Wei Zhi beside her. “It’s fine now. Since you’re back, I can rest easy. You two get some rest—I’ll head back.”

With that, he jogged a few steps away, his usual sunny demeanor returning as he waved at them before running off toward the boys’ dormitory.

Yu Xin Xin was puzzled. She decided she would call her mother tomorrow to ask what exactly had happened in Lu Chen’s family.

“He’s already long gone, and you’re still staring?”

Wei Zhi leaned in and murmured the words softly by her ear.

Yu Xin Xin was startled and finally understood why this person had been acting so strangely since earlier.

Well, the jealousy pot had tipped over again—time to coax her back!