Chapter 4: A Pity—Only Able to Watch, Unable to...

The feeling of knowing someone else’s secret brought Shang Feifei a newfound closeness to her little uncle.

Shang Yang stared at Lin Xianxian, pressing his lips tightly.

If one didn’t know him well, it would be impossible to detect the turmoil raging inside him at that moment.

At least, Lin Xianxian noticed nothing.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have continued her inner daydream:

“Why does Shang Yang’s face look so stiff? Well, being forced to marry me—the spiteful woman who’s been chasing after his nephew for two years—how could he possibly be happy? Poor little uncle…”

With a sympathetic expression, Lin Xianxian looked at this future pawn and made a decision in her heart:

“Since he’s going to be repeatedly used and frustrated by me, I might as well secretly help him a bit…”

“I remember in the story, after marrying Lin Xianxian, Shang Yang would have a car accident and become paralyzed from the waist down…”

“This charming, handsome man being half-paralyzed is such a waste of his beauty! No, I have to help him! By then, since I’ll already be his wife, if I throw a tantrum and refuse to let him go, he won’t have an accident! Yes, I’m such a clever little fox!”

The three exchanged glances, each filled with horror.

Shang Yang was about to have a car accident and become paralyzed?

The old master’s face darkened; his heart felt as if it might give out.

His eldest son had died instantly in a car accident—if his youngest son suffered the same fate…

He dared not imagine what would become of him.

Shang Feifei was equally shocked.

If such a thing really happened…

With her uncle’s pride, he would likely retreat into himself, his career suffering greatly…

Among them, Shang Yang was the calmest.

He… was going to have a car accident and be paralyzed?

Could it be an accident?

Unlikely.

Shang Yang lowered his gaze, staring thoughtfully at Lin Xianxian.

At that moment, Lin Xianxian’s mind echoed with the voice of the system:

“Host, are you sure you have no ulterior motives?”

Lin Xianxian’s ears flushed red, and her inner voice stammered:

“Th-there’s no ulterior motive! I just think the Shang family’s little uncle is a good person, and it would be such a pity if he became paralyzed!”

“System, don’t be ridiculous! I’m definitely not thinking about future ‘happiness’ or anything like that. You know, Shang Yang and I are forced to marry. After we marry, there won’t be a second time between us!”

Lin Xianxian declared righteously:

“I’m upright and proper! I would never mix personal feelings with duty!”

Suddenly, Shang Yang’s ears turned red. He cleared his throat:

“Lin Xianxian.”

He called her.

“Hmm?”

Lin Xianxian’s attention shifted at once, her gaze innocently falling on a certain part of him before quickly pulling back.

Shang Yang was speechless.

Taking a deep breath, he tightened his voice:

“Are you sure you want to marry me?”

Lin Xianxian immediately switched to dramatic mode:

“Can I not marry you? Everyone knows what happened between us… Little uncle, if you feel sorry for me, remember this—you owe me. If I ask you to help me with anything in the future, you can’t refuse!”

She looked stubborn and capricious, eyes reddened.

“…Alright.”

Shang Yang’s Adam’s apple moved as he sighed:

“I hope you won’t regret it.”

“Regret? No way!”

Lin Xianxian screamed inside her heart:

“According to the storyline, Shang Yang is not only handsome and wealthy, but also gentle and calm. No matter how much trouble Lin Xianxian causes, he always steps in to help smooth things over, showing incredible patience. Even when Lin Xianxian tries to betray him repeatedly, he gives her chance after chance, always saving her face in public… Several times when Lin Xianxian was in danger, he was the one who saved her.”

“Besides, he’s extremely generous! Unlike Shang Beiming, who lacks financial freedom and has to swipe the family card to buy the heroine a necklace, claiming the engagement ring is a family heirloom when it’s just something they had lying around…”

“Shang Yang spends his own money. The ring he gave Lin Xianxian was purchased at an overseas auction for fifty million yuan, and the crown was encrusted with diamonds…”

“The day after the wedding, he even gave Lin Xianxian his secondary card with unlimited spending! After marrying Shang Yang, Lin Xianxian’s wedding gifts included a house, a car, and a chauffeur at her beck and call. Only someone as love-struck as Lin Xianxian would think Shang Yang was spying on her and secretly going to see Shang Beiming, which caused the accident… Tsk tsk.”

“In short, Shang Yang is a once-in-a-century perfect husband candidate! Marrying a man like him, I should be burning incense at the temple, not regretting it!”

“It’s just a pity that such a husband can only be admired from afar in the future, but not—”

Shang Yang heard the girl before him sighing regretfully in her mind. He cleared his throat and turned his face away.

Shang Feifei, happily indulging in the gossip, looked at her uncle’s red ears with a mischievous smile.

“It’s also a shame that this marriage will only last two years. Two years later, the old master will pass away, and I, the spiteful villainess, will be ruined by the male lead for trying to kill the heroine. Shang Yang will lose the joy of living due to paralysis and, after enduring until the old master’s death, will choose to leave this world…”

Lin Xianxian’s inner voice grew heavy.

The three who heard her expressions immediately turned grave.

Judging by Lin Xianxian’s inner voice, the world they lived in must be one whose storyline she already knew…

Something like a book or a film?

That’s why she was aware of the “plot”—the events about to unfold.

In this story, the old master dies two years later, and not only does Shang Yang become paralyzed in an accident, but he also loses the will to live!

Shang Feifei looked shocked and uneasy as she glanced at her grandfather and uncle.

But the old master and Shang Yang remained calm. The old master even held her hand to keep her composed, silently revealing his secret that he could hear her thoughts.

Suppressing her urge to ask, Shang Feifei took a deep breath:

“Xianxian, let’s eat. Don’t be sad. Grandpa had the kitchen prepare your favorite roast goose and lobster…”

Lin Xianxian’s eyes immediately lit up.

The three shared a smile, amused at the sudden change.

Watching Lin Xianxian eagerly sit down at the table, they followed.

“Finally, I can eat! Heaven knows how hungry I’ve been!”

As she ate, Lin Xianxian praised silently:

“The Shang family’s chefs are amazing. This roast goose is rich but not greasy; the fat under the skin is just right. Every bite, paired with tender, juicy meat, is simply perfect!”

“This lobster is delicious too. No wonder it was flown in fresh the same day—so sweet and fresh…”

The old master and the two men listened, their heavy moods lifted by her praise.

Even Shang Yang instinctively took two more pieces of goose.

Just then, the system’s voice sounded again:

“Host, a reminder: You are currently in the midst of resentment over having just been intimate with someone you dislike and are about to be forcibly married to him. According to the original plot, even if you don’t throw a tantrum and storm off, you wouldn’t have such a good appetite or eat so joyfully…”