What To Do if You’re the Villain and the Heroine Likes You

When He Yunxiao slipped back from the gardens of the study, Sister Du was still inside the study.

Standing at the entrance to the study, He Yunxiao was going to use his hearing to listen in on the conversation between the two girls in the room. but after just a moment’s thought, he gave up in the end. Even in ancient times, one had to respect the privacy of one’s wives.

He thought, he had been loitering for a while, and if Sister Du hadn’t convinced Sister Zirou by now, then I guess it would be difficult to rely on Sister Du to convince this one.

He Yunxiao didn’t want Sister Du to push herself for him, and he didn’t want Sister Du and her sister to get into any kind of disagreement over this.

So he pretended that he didn’t know that Du’s sister was in the room, knocked on the door and called out, “Zirou, I’m back.”

The voices of the two women in the room came to an abrupt end after He Yunxiao knocked on the door.

Then came Fan Zirou’s usual soft words, “Come in, Young Master.”

Only when He Yunxiao received permission did he push the door open and enter.

“Miss Zirou, Miss Yinyun.”

When Du Yinyun saw that He Yunxiao had arrived, she didn’t intend to stay long, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, she said, “Sister, Young Master He, Yinyun has other things to do, so excuse me.”

This time, Fan Zirou didn’t even pretend to keep her good sister, and when she saw Du Yinyun get up to leave, she also got up and said, “Sister, I’ll see you off.”

Du Yinyun only felt funny in her heart when she saw her sister’s impatient look.

Since when had her dignified, calm and collected sister Zirou learned to be anxious?

Rather than watching Fan Zirou get anxious, Du Yinyun wanted to see her sister being “caught” by her Young Master.

She herself prided herself on her indifference and her lack of love for romance. but as long as she was under the hands of her Young Master, she would also be “loved” by him to the point where she would look blushing and shameless.

I wonder what a woman with a personality like my sister’s would look like when she is embarrassed.

Fan Zirou sent sister Du away, and after a few steps, she saw her looking at her strangely.

“Yinyun, what are you thinking about?”

“Nothing.”

Fan Zirou didn’t half believe that she wasn’t thinking about anything, “Come on, tell me.”

Du Yinyun would never tell anyone about her bad taste, so she had to divert the conversation, “Sister, if you don’t go back, Young Master He will be gone by then.”

When it came to He Yunxiao, Fan Zirou and Du Yinyun’s thoughts of playing and joking around were dispersed.

After slapping Du, for teasing her, she then walked back to the study.

He Yunxiao was waiting in the study. He had just seen that Fan Zirou’s favorability was still holding steady at 76, so he didn’t know how well Sister Du had persuaded her.

Fan Zirou left for a few moments and returned.

“I’ve kept you waiting.”

He Yunxiao smiled, “It doesn’t matter. It’s always Miss Zirou who waits for me in the room every day, so it’s only right that I wait for you today.”

[Fan Zirou’s favorability level changed from 76 to 77]

He Yunxiao: ?

System, refresh yourself.

[Fan Zirou’s favorable rating is 77]

He Yunxiao couldn’t understand how Fan Zirou’s favorability level suddenly increased when he clearly didn’t do anything just now.

This is not right!

Is this still the same Fan Zirou who is not easily happy or sad?

Did the knot break?

I don’t think it’s a knot that’s broken, but when the favorability rating was low in the past, it didn’t go up like this. ……

Is it because previously suppressed too long, Fan Zirou became very thirsty…… Ah no…… sister Zirou favorability level becomes very thirsty.

He Yunxiao is interested in trying it out, so he took the initiative and asked, “Zirou, have you written your outline yet?”

Fan Zirou hand sorted out several pieces of manuscript paper, and handed them to He Yunxiao, “Young Master, the outline of the front part is ready. The back part of the outline is not much written, there are many parts that Zirou weak needs to think about again.”

He Yunxiao looked at the outline and praised it without mincing words, “It’s very good! You’re already very good at writing like this for your first time.”

[Fan Zirou’s favorability level changed from 77 to 78]

It’s really gone up!

My guess was right.

The accumulated favorability had been suppressed for a long time, and it was like a volcano ready to explode.

“Zirou.”

When Fan Ziziwei heard He Yunxiao call her, she looked up at him seriously and listened to him.

“What is it, Young Master?”

“It’s nothing, I just want to say: you’re so beautiful.”

[Fan Zirou’s favorability level changed from 78 to 79]

Damn, even this could increase, a little bit cool.

Now my sister’s favorability level has reached a critical point, and with just a little more pull, I will be “successful”.

This is a very simple point for me now, and I can just do something to get my sister to be raided right away.

But He Yunxiao always felt that something was missing, the important moment when “Sister Zirou” became “Wife Zirou”, did it have to be in this study again?

It felt like proposing to his girlfriend through QQ, too superficial. (Notes: Like ‘Wechat & ‘Whatsapp’ QQ is an instant messaging service in China.)

It had to be more romantic.

When I was trying to raid Sister Du, I was beaten to death by Chu Fan in front of everyone’s eyes, causing Sister Du to weep with sympathy, before I succeeded.

Wife Nanzhu that time, was sitting by the lake roasting a campfire, holding hands, and eating fish, romantic as hell.

Even if it was Sister Jiang, it was only on a moonlit night, on the high-rise staircase of the Spring Wind Mansion, that I held an umbrella for her to protect her from the wind.

It was more romantic and ritualistic than sitting in the study, talking about random things.

He Yunxiao put down Fan Zirou’s outline and stood up, “Zirou, lightweight is a necessary skill for martial artists, if you want to write martial arts, you must write about lightweight. However, unlike other martial arts moves, you cannot learn how to use them. In the future, if you want to write about it and you don’t know how to do lightness, it will be very difficult.”

He Yunxiao continued, “Zirou, I have thought of an idea, I can take you to experience lightweight skills, how about that?”

Of course Fan Zirou believed in He Yunxiao, so he said without hesitation, “Yes.”

“If it requires going out, are you willing to do that too?”

Fan Zirou looked at He Yunxiao and nodded slowly.

“Mm.”

Speaking of which, He Yunxiao had never seen sister Zirou go out. She stayed at home for a long time. Wasn’t she afraid of being suffocated?

Her favorability rating was not high before, but now that it was high, I had to take sister Zirou, out more often.

When the two of them arrived at the entrance to the side door of the Fan residence, He Yunxiao confirmed once again, “Zirou, it’s time to go out.”

Fan Zirou nodded.

He Yunxiao could not take the initiative to take her hand, so he could only say, “Zirou, you follow me, the Marquis’ carriage is just ahead.”

“Mm.”

Fan Zirou wasn’t as afraid of going out as He Yunxiao thought, and after she went out, she was quite normal, although she still spoke and expressed herself much less. It was only sometimes the yelling of people on the street that would make her frown reluctantly.

Arriving at the Marquis carriage, He Yunxiao yelled, “Old Ma, you get down first.”

No one in the Marquis’ household knew his name, but everyone called him ” Old Ma”.

When Old Ma heard the young master’s voice, he jumped down from the carriage with a quick movement.

“Young ……”

The coachman was about to speak when he was immediately surprised by the girl next to his young master.

Staring wide-eyed, he didn’t slow down for a moment.

This girl was even more beautiful than the orian girl in the painting…… Are you sure it wasn’t a fairy coming down to earth?

He Yunxiao took a wooden ladder and placed it under the carriage, then jumped onto the carriage and held out his hand to Fan Zirou, saying, “Zirou, come, I’ll show you the sunset.”