The Female Lead is Looking at Me Differently (GL) - Chapter 28

Wen Zhao’s hand was still resting on You Zixia’s cheek, her leg was pressed against his, and her body was very close to his, only a breath away. And this was all happening right in front of the female lead.

Wen Zhao: “……”

She had thought that nothing could be more embarrassing than being forced by the system to manipulate her body and seduce the male lead, but now reality was proving her wrong.

Not only was she stealing someone else’s sheep, but she was doing it right in front of the sheep!

Although she had said she wanted to ruin the female lead’s reputation, it didn’t mean Wen Zhao was actually brave enough to do so.

Even with the extra 20 female supporting character values, she wasn’t happy, because Wen Zhao knew she had earned it with her life and dignity 🙂

Fu Yu looked at the two people in front of her, her expression unchanged, calm to the point of being frightening. Her eyes were slightly lowered as she stepped forward.

A gentle breeze blew, ruffling the hair at the back of Fu Yu’s neck. Her clothes occasionally fluttered before settling back down.

Wen Zhao was completely stiff, not knowing what to do. She could only stare woodenly at Fu Yu as she approached, as if she had been caught red-handed.

Then, You Zixia came to his senses first. He twisted his face away, breaking free from Wen Zhao’s already loosened grip, and quickly took a step back. “Fu Yu, you’re back.”

However, Fu Yu didn’t respond to him.

Although Fu Yu’s expression was calm, Wen Zhao could sense the cold aura emanating from her.

Fu Yu looked at Wen Zhao, her eyes fixed on her, and then slowly walked forward, step by step, closer to Wen Zhao.

With each step she took, the temperature in her eyes dropped, until when she stood in front of Wen Zhao, her eyes were completely cold.

It was as if she had returned to the way she used to be, fiercely competitive with Wen Zhao.

Wen Zhao’s fingers were still stiff in mid-air, unable to curl up. She pursed her lips and didn’t dare to speak.

Fu Yu looked down at Wen Zhao, who was so stiff she couldn’t move, but she felt no pity. Instead, she felt a surge of uncontrollable and inexplicable anger.

There was also a mix of indescribable bitterness and pain.

“Which hand of yours touched his face?” Influenced by the uncontrollable and inexplicable emotions in her heart, Fu Yu felt like she couldn’t help but say those words.

Her brows furrowed slightly, casting a shadow over her eye sockets, deep and icy cold.

She parted her lips slightly, “Your left hand? Or your right? Or perhaps… both?”

Wen Zhao gently bit her tongue, her eyelashes fluttering, and a deep-seated fear flickered in her eyes. She couldn’t help but frown slightly, looking both submissive and afraid, like a willow swaying in the wind. She slowly withdrew her hand, her whole body trembling.

However, this display of weakness did not soften Fu Yu’s heart. On the contrary, the more submissive and pleading Wen Zhao looked, the stronger the fire in her heart burned. Because it reminded her that all of Wen Zhao’s emotions at this moment were being shown to her for the sake of someone else.

“Did his face feel good?” Fu Yu’s voice lowered, carrying a light, floating emotion, as she asked, “You held it for so long, were you reluctant to let go?”

Wen Zhao looked up, timidly gazing at the cold-eyed Fu Yu. She nervously twisted her fingers, feeling her heart pounding with each question from Fu Yu.

How… terrifying.

Vaguely, Wen Zhao felt as if Fu Yu was releasing killing intent towards her.

At this moment, even You Zixia realized something was wrong. He cautiously glanced at Fu Yu, then coughed lightly and tried to interject, “Um, Fu Yu? Actually… it was all a misunderstanding, there’s no need to…”

Although he was trying to mediate, to be honest, You Zixia didn’t even understand why Fu Yu was so angry. Because he really couldn’t figure it out!

Hearing You Zixia’s words, Fu Yu paused, then turned her head and glanced up at him slightly.

Her dark eyes held an undisguised coldness and a hint of ferocity as she looked at You Zixia.

Looking at the person standing in front of her, the scene from before flashed through her mind again.

Fu Yu smiled slightly, but her smile was icy.

Looking at You Zixia, she didn’t know how to describe the emotions she was feeling. She only knew that at this moment, she… really didn’t want to see his face.

Feeling Fu Yu’s gaze, You Zixia felt a chill run down his spine, and an indescribable sense of crisis enveloped him. At that moment, You Zixia almost thought he had done something to offend Fu Yu.

“Fu Yu…?”

You Zixia hesitated to call out to her.

Fu Yu withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyes, focusing on Wen Zhao.

After You Zixia’s interruption, Wen Zhao’s heart finally calmed down a bit.

Fu Yu was definitely jealous of her behavior towards the male lead. But she really didn’t mean it, for heaven’s sake! It was all the system’s fault.

And Fu Yu, in her current state, seemed even more fierce than in the original novel.

Wen Zhao looked up cautiously at Fu Yu, wondering whether she should apologize. If she apologized now, would it extinguish Fu Yu’s anger, or would it just add fuel to the fire?

At that moment, the system said, [If you do something unreasonable, it will be considered OOC, and you will lose the female supporting character value you just earned.]

Wen Zhao choked, a string of curses stuck in her throat.

Of course, the system didn’t completely corner her. It still gave Wen Zhao a way out.

[Have you forgotten the original female supporting character’s main role?]

A white lotus.

Wen Zhao wiped away tears in her heart. She thought to herself, “Will that even work? The female lead doesn’t fall for that kind of act.”

But at this point, she could only try her luck.

So, Wen Zhao sniffled softly, then tentatively reached out and grabbed Fu Yu’s clothes—good, she didn’t shake her off.

Wen Zhao continued, “I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. It has nothing to do with my Senior brother. Fu Yu… Sister, don’t blame Senior brother. It’s just that after I woke up, I remembered what happened last night and felt so scared that I lost control for a moment. I didn’t mean it. If you’re angry, just blame me. You can hit me or scold me, but don’t bottle it up. You’ll get sick.”

*White lotus mode activated:* “It’s all my fault, but thinking about what happened yesterday, I’m really scared. I didn’t mean it… You’re so magnanimous, you must be able to understand me, right? You won’t blame me, will you, Sister Fu Yu?”

You Zixia also remembered what had happened and tried to explain, “Yeah, Junior sister, she’s just a little scared, that’s why she acted like that.”

Wen Zhao looked up at Fu Yu intently, her eyes filled with a faint mist, like the fog on a river, hazy and alluring.

Looking at her expression and hearing her mention last night, Fu Yu paused. The sharp and cold aura around her suddenly softened.

…Last night, she was lying under her, in her arms, dressed in disarray, her voice muffled, her body soft, and her tear mole at the corner of her eye filled with seductive charm. Her eyes, just like now, were misty and captivating.

Thinking about it, Fu Yu couldn’t help but purse her lips and her throat moved slightly. The last bit of coldness she had left dissipated.

Wen Zhao cautiously watched her, wondering if it was her imagination, but she felt like her act of submission had worked.

At that moment, Fu Yu suddenly bent down.

Wen Zhao was startled and didn’t have time to react.

The next moment, Fu Yu pinched her chin.

Her cool fingertips touched her skin with a slight pressure, causing Wen Zhao to gasp slightly, unable to move.

“You…”

Fu Yu looked down, her eyes falling on Wen Zhao’s cheek. Her eyelashes were as black and dense as crow feathers, obscuring the various emotions in her eyes.

Fu Yu lowered her head slightly, getting closer and closer to the person in front of her until their breaths mingled.

Wen Zhao stared at Fu Yu stiffly.

Fu Yu’s eyes were dark, and as she looked at Wen Zhao, she said, “Say it again.”

What?

Wen Zhao’s eyes widened slightly, and for a moment she didn’t react. It wasn’t until Fu Yu’s finger touched her lips that Wen Zhao felt as if she had been burned, and her body trembled.

Did Fu Yu mean… the way she called her?

Wen Zhao didn’t dare to move or ask any questions. She looked at Fu Yu, her eyelashes fluttering, and then she called out softly in a gentle voice, “Sister Fu Yu…”

The girl’s clear and soft voice was like feathers brushing against her heart.

Fu Yu increased the pressure of her fingers slightly.

“Ugh…” Wen Zhao couldn’t help but frown, and one eye closed slightly in pain.

Hearing her voice, Fu Yu suddenly withdrew her hand and then, without paying any attention to You Zixia, turned and went upstairs.

Released from Fu Yu’s grip, Wen Zhao rubbed her chin and exchanged a glance with You Zixia, but after a few seconds, she quickly looked away.

It was nothing, Wen Zhao just felt like she was going to have a psychological shadow of You Zixia.

A jealous female lead was really too much to handle. She begged them to get together quickly. Look at how out of character the female lead was now, could she still be seen as the cold and ruthless person who only cared about revenge in the original novel?

You Zixia was also embarrassed. He didn’t know why, but when Fu Yu was confronting Wen Zhao, although he wanted to mediate, he couldn’t find any way to insert himself into the conversation. He felt like an outsider, excluded by the two of them.

He coughed and asked Wen Zhao, “Junior sister, are you okay?”

Wen Zhao glanced at him gloomily. She really wanted to ask if he thought she looked fine now.

But she didn’t dare. Even if this action could increase her female supporting character value, she didn’t dare.

Wen Zhao was really scared. She was afraid that Fu Yu would suddenly appear from somewhere and see her clinging to the male lead again.

Wen Zhao opened her system panel and took a look. Fortunately, her suffering was not in vain. After going through what had just happened, although she wasn’t sure about the specific calculation rules, Wen Zhao’s female supporting character value had increased instead of decreased, currently at a safe value of 82. This made Wen Zhao’s frightened heart finally calm down a bit.

As for the rest, she would think about it later.

Fu Yu returned to her room and opened the window. The cold wind blew in, gently brushing against her face and blowing her hair back.

But Fu Yu didn’t dodge or evade. Instead, she faced the cold wind, closed her eyes slightly, and rested her hands on the windowsill, taking a deep breath.

After a moment, she opened her eyes.

Fu Yu pushed open the window and sat on the edge, one leg resting on the window frame, slightly bent, while the other dangled inside the room, touching the floor.

She leaned against the window, looking at the scenery below, lost in thought.

Perhaps at first, she had been a little at a loss when faced with such slightly uncontrolled emotions, unsure of their cause. But after this happened more and more times, especially after that day, after last night… even though Fu Yu had never experienced anything like this before, now she understood more or less.

Before this, Fu Yu had never thought that she would develop feelings for anyone.

After all, since that day of the massacre, her life had only one goal: revenge.

Since then, Fu Yu had lived for revenge.

So, she was cold-hearted and distant from people, never wanting to be close to anyone. Even close friends, Fu Yu didn’t care about, let alone something as intimate as… affecting each other’s relationship.

Even You Zixia, with whom she had been betrothed since childhood, had never caused Fu Yu’s heart to miss a beat or ripple. But she never thought…

She didn’t know when her feelings had changed, but by the time she realized it, she couldn’t help but care about that person.

That person who was so timid and cowardly, but sometimes deliberately teased her.

Fu Yu lowered her eyes, looking at the crowd below, but her mind was not on it.

What should she do?

Fu Yu didn’t know either.

Such emotions were too terrifying and too taboo. Ordinary people probably couldn’t accept it. Even though the social customs were more open now and there were free marriages, same-s3x relationships were still not that common.

Fu Yu closed her eyes and leaned her head back slightly.

But her heart was very chaotic. Even with her eyes closed, all she could see in her mind was Wen Zhao’s face.

Clean, bright, soft. And that little mole under her eye.

Fu Yu clenched her hand slightly.

But should she give up…?

If it were before, then perhaps she could cut off her emotional ties before she got too deep, and return to the right track of revenge. But after that night, how could she continue to ignore her own feelings?

It was impossible, she couldn’t do it.

Fu Yu had never had any extra thoughts about anyone else. Even when she saw someone naked, she would only glance at them coldly, without a moment’s hesitation. But only when facing Wen Zhao, only when facing her, did Fu Yu stop being herself.

Unknowingly, Wen Zhao had become a light in her dark and cold life.

Because of this light, she had become gentler.

At that moment, Fu Yu suddenly noticed something was wrong. She opened her eyes abruptly and saw Lu Bicai sneaking down from the eaves.

Seeing him, Fu Yu immediately suppressed all her previous thoughts, her gaze turned cold, and her hand rested on the sword at her waist.

Lu Bicai was very embarrassed.

He waved to Fu Yu and greeted her, “Yo?”

T/N: Fu Yu’s jealous era is so terrifying. 🚩