After I died, I became the white moonlight of the crazy villain.

Song Chenhao fell silent for a moment.

He looked pale and sickly, his face contorted with an unpleasant expression.

Bian Jiahui exclaimed and hurriedly grabbed a tissue, standing up to wipe Song Chenhao's face, but Song Chenhao pushed her away impatiently.

"Jiang Wanying! You'll regret this!"

He didn't even finish his meal; he threw down his chopsticks with a snap and went upstairs without looking back.

Bian Jiahui instinctively wanted to chase after him.

I slowly wiped my mouth and said that the Jiang family has its own rules for eating. If you leave halfway through your meal, there will be no late-night snack even if you are hungry.

Upon hearing my words, Song Chenhao walked even faster, slamming the door shut behind him as he returned to his room.

Upon hearing my words, Bian Jiahui abruptly stopped in her tracks, her face flushed with embarrassment, unsure whether to walk or sit.

I looked up at her with a half-smile, "Aren't you going to go after her? Why aren't you going?"

She paused for a moment, as if only then realizing that she had shown too much concern for Song Chenhao.

She immediately said, "Wanwan, what are you saying! Song Chenhao isn't my boyfriend, why would I pursue him! I originally wanted to tell him that our current affluent life is all thanks to the Jiang family, and he shouldn't be angry with you at all."

It turns out she knew everything about her relationship with Song Chenhao because of me.

I chuckled, which Bian Jiahui interpreted as an appreciation and affirmation of her flattery.

She perked up again, moved closer to me, and asked indirectly, "Wanwan, you like Song Chenhao so much, you used to save up to buy him the best, did he do something to upset you? Why are you acting so strangely towards him today?"

“He’s already given me attitude, why should I indulge him? This is the Jiang family home. He’s the one who’s relying on my financial support to study and make a living, not the other way around.”

What I said was perfectly reasonable, but it made Bian Jiahui's face turn as red as a pig's liver.

Because Song Chenhao isn't the only one who relies on our family for food.

But it only lasted a short while before she covered it up.

She spoke earnestly and indignantly in my ear, saying that I had spoiled Song Chenhao too much before, which made him take it for granted. She said I should ignore him for a few days to make him realize his place. After she finished speaking, she paused, then suddenly changed the subject and looked at me nervously, asking a question.

"So you don't like Song Chenhao anymore?"

I was about to say yes, but when I met her conflicted gaze, which seemed to be weighing the pros and cons, I suddenly changed my mind.

"Girls shouldn't be too self-deprecating, so even if she likes me, she won't try to win me over like before."

When Bian Jiahui heard what I said, her face lit up with joy, as if she had breathed a sigh of relief. She pretended to be full and said she would do her homework first, leaving behind a hurried figure as she went upstairs.

I knew she was up to no good. I casually looked up and glanced around, and saw that Bian Jiahui said she was doing her homework, but actually she was heading towards the right corridor, where Song Chenhao's room was.

However, I didn't expect that the moment I turned my gaze back, I would be caught off guard by a pair of eyes that were neither black nor white.

Ge Zeyu's eyes were deep, and behind his amber pupils seemed to lie a bottomless storm.

My heart skipped a beat, and a bad feeling rose within me. Just as I was about to ask him when he arrived, I saw Ge Zeyu grinning in a sinister way.

"Sure! Jiang Wanying! You've really grown up. If you don't want to be rejected, you just say you like me. Are you using me to tease Song Chenhao?"