Reincarnated as the Villain's Sister
Chapter 71: Picking up corpses

Chapter 71: Picking up corpses

Lu Qingyan was originally still calculating how much savings she had, but was shocked out of it by this sudden sentence.

She quickly turned around, but directly knocked into Wang Jingyuan’s chin with her forehead.

Her forehead immediately turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She quickly turned around, but directly knocked into Wang Jingyuan ’s chin with her forehead.

Lu Qingyan held her forehead and took a few steps back.

She said to him, "Why are you suddenly like a ghost? You scared me for a moment."

Her heart was still thudding like mad—partly from the scare, partly from the pain, and okay, maybe just a little because of the person standing in front of her.

Wang Jingyuan rubbed his chin slightly with his thumb as the corner of his mouth twitched.

His tone carried a slight ridicule, "Your courage is quite small."

Lu Qingyan pursed her lips, "So, how much do you lack..."

After she thought for a moment, she explained, "I’m not a loan shark trying to collect a high-interest debt. When you have money in the future, this amount of money won’t mean anything to you. But if you’re unwilling, I can calculate the interest according to the internet rates. Compound interest, monthly deduction—very professional."

Her tone was casual, but there was a sly gleam in her eye.

After all, if he borrowed money from her with interest... wouldn’t that make her his financial superior? Maybe even his Father Lu?

Yes, she quite liked the sound of that.

But instead of responding, Wang Jingyuan just stared at her. Really stared. His eyes, black and bottomless like an ink spill on white paper, didn’t waver.

Then, with a sneer, Lu Qingyan heard him say, "Truly easy to trick."

Lu Qingyan: ? ?

"...?" Lu Qingyan tilted her head, confused. "What do you mean by that?"

Wang Jingyuan indifferently said, "I meant exactly as you thought."

Lu Qingyan was bewildered, "If you’re not short of money, then why are you here?"

When she spoke halfway through, she suddenly remembered what Lu Mingxuan said about finding a hookup when they were at the restaurant.

Her expression became a little complicated.

Oh my god...

It couldn’t be that he...

Her eyes grew wide. "Don’t tell me—you were there to..."

Wang Jingyuan didn’t answer, but raised his eyebrows and asked, "You also know that it’s not a good place?"

Lu Qingyan curled her lips, "It also can’t be considered bad. When you’re stressed, dancing and drinking is also a way to vent your frustrations.

He gave her a look. "You’re defending that place like you’re a VIP member."

"Drinking and blowing off some steams can be considered coping mechanism. Why are you still wearing tinted glasses[1]? You shouldn’t stereotype people who... who just want to vibe"

Wang Jingyuan calmly looked at her, "It’s not easy to be friendly with someone with a brain like yours."

Lu Qingyan: ? ? ?

But he didn’t continue. Instead, his tone dropped, becoming oddly calm. The kind of calm that made you want to run.

"If you had actually gotten drunk tonight," he said, voice low and slow, "Do you know what would’ve happened?"

Lu Qingyan stopped talking.

She opened her mouth, then closed it.

Although she’s never gone to those types of places before, she still had a sense of precaution.

She knew that if she had gotten drunk, it would have been tantamount to being at the mercy of others.

Wang Jingyuan slowly and unhurriedly continued, "Those drunk women would be picked up in the middle of the night, and then..."

He blinked at her with deep meanings in his eyes.

When the heavy gaze fell on her, Lu Qingyan had trouble breathing.

She knew all this, but when it came out of Wang Jingyuan’s mouth, she still felt awkward and embarrassed

She looked away and said, "I know, I know, you can stop."

Wang Jingyuan slightly bent the corners of his mouth as a mocking smile appeared, "It’s called picking up corpses[2]."

He leaned in a little, so casually it made her skin prickle. "Picking. Up. Corpses."

"Okay, thank you, you can shut up now—"

She was frantically waving her hands, looking everywhere but at his face.

Lu Qingyan couldn’t listen to him anymore and anxiously racked her brain for ways to shut him up.

Finally, she became so flustered and exasperated that she said, "Then did you also go there to pick up corpses?"

The moment the sentence came out, she regretted it and lowered her head to look at her toes.

Ugh. Why did her mouth always move faster than her brain?

Wang Jingyuan didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he stared at her with a sly expression.

Under the light of the street lamp, the emotion in his eyes were outlined by the dim light, and a type of implicit charm was created due to the formation of a darker layer in the pupil.

The aggression in his gaze wasn’t violent—but it was piercing. Personal. Like he was looking straight through her.

After a long time, he licked his lips and chuckled, "It turns out you’re not that stupid."

Lu Qingyan snapped her head up.

The moment their eyes met, she regretted it

She realized that he was carefully watching her, and the eyes that fell on her were full of aggression that seemed to be invading her personal space.

His voice was slow as he said, "Because isn’t there a ’ready-made one’ standing right in front of me?"

"???"

Her brain momentarily fried.

Her thoughts could be summarized as: error, error, WHAT.

The air between them turned awkward and heavy, like a summer storm just before it breaks.

AUTHORS NOTE

1. Tinted Glasses- the ’tinted glasses’ are metaphorical – she’s saying that Wang Jingyuan is only seeing the negative aspects of the place and ignoring the good aspect of it.

2. Picking up corpses- picking up corpses is an Chinese internet slang for targeting an intoxicated person; probably because both corpses and drunk people are often at the mercy of others. My friend always use this phrase.