Chapter 1 The Beginning
First People's Hospital.
Lin Mucian swiped her card to enter the hospital building.
As she walked upstairs with an appointment card, she brushed past Dr. Yang Lanyan from the psychiatry department.
Yang Lanyan adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and looked at the young girl before him with a half-smile.
Lin Mucian, we meet again.
Has your maternal grandfather's condition improved?
He actually remembered such a small detail!
Lin Mucian was slightly stunned, then nodded and replied in a low voice.
Much better.
Yang Lanyan looked at her meaningfully.
That's a good thing for you, isn't it? A father like a wolf, siblings like wild dogs, all wanting to take a bite out of you.
Such is the way of wealthy families, vying for power and profit, disowning relatives for gain, fighting for everything.
Lin Mucian remained silent. The hospital corridor was dark and long, the man's low laughter echoing in her ears.
Will I scare you by telling you these dark things?
Lin Mucian shook her head.
How could she be scared by these things?
Then they would only break their teeth and split their heads on a stone wall.
Yang Lanyan chuckled.
What a stubborn little girl. I still remember how you cried inconsolably the first time you came for treatment. It seems you truly don't need psychological counseling anymore.
By the way.
Yang Lanyan's eyes still held a smile.
Your favorite idol, Ling Qianhe, is upstairs. Lin Mucian, do you want to see him? When people are vulnerable, their minds are easily broken.
I can teach you how to manipulate him. People like him seem indestructible, but I know he harbors a devil in his heart; he's a coward who only cries at midnight.
Lin Mucian said.
How to manipulate someone? Do you need to teach me that? Isn't that a skill learned without a teacher?
Yang Lanyan looked slightly surprised, then he laughed.
Such a lively and adorable little girl. Then I'll look forward to your performance.
Lin Mucian went upstairs. The door was ajar.
It was probably because Yang Lanyan had used some authority.
As Lin Mucian entered the ward, the system reminded her.
Ling Qianhe is in a very dangerous state, host, be careful not to mess up!
In the pitch-black, unlit room, a hand suddenly grabbed her neck, and then Lin Mucian heard a deep, hoarse voice whisper in her ear.
What are you here for?
Didn't you tell me to stay away from you? Why go back on your word?
It was Ling Qianhe.
His expression was chilling.
Yang Lanyan said there was a devil hidden within him.
Lin Mucian was not surprised at all.
Because she had seen the devil hidden within him.
Lin Mucian said.
You've forgotten, the program group actively messaged me, asking me to find you.
Ling Qianhe froze, then remembered. He did need Lin Mucian to film a commercial with him.
The TV station staff had asked, and he had agreed.
But he was suffering from a splitting headache and was in a very poor state.
He reached out and pressed his temples twice, the young man said.
Wait a moment.
He turned and put on a black jacket.
The young man's hair was damp with moisture; he might have just showered, and there was a faint mint scent in the air.
As he massaged his temples, he spoke to Lin Mucian.
Feng Yuting went to find you?
His news was quite well-informed.
Lin Mucian hummed.
Ling Qianhe let out a cold snort.
No matter what he says, don't listen to him.
However.
He paused and then asked.
What does he want to do to you?
He was clearly just curious.
Lin Mucian thought for a moment and said.
He offered a million a month to have me with him.
Ling Qianhe's smile grew colder, like glistening ice and snow.
He's dreaming!
Lin Mucian continued.
He also said that my name is the same as your white moonlight. You'll mistake me for a replacement.
He called you a pervert, a madman, a murderer. Said you killed your own white moonlight and turned her into a doll.
Ling Qianhe's breathing became erratic. He strode towards Lin Mucian, towering over her.
Then Lin Mucian heard the young man lean close to her ear and ask.
Would you believe what he said?
The young man's minty scent enveloped her completely.
Lin Mucian lowered her gaze.
I never believe what I hear; I only believe in what I see with my own eyes.
She looked up.
You are not a murderer.
I believe you.
The young man looked into her eyes, but a voice in his mind spoke to him earnestly.
Xiao He wouldn't kill anyone. I'll always believe in Xiao He.
Damn it, the hallucination appeared again!
He always mistook this damned girl for Sister Mu Ci.
Ling Qianhe coughed, and blood instantly spilled from his lips!
Lin Mucian frowned, wanting to wipe the blood from his lips, but Ling Qianhe pushed her hand away.
Get lost! I don't need your pity!
Lin Mucian said.
But mentor, you're spitting blood.
She didn't heed Ling Qianhe's words.
The girl's hand touched his lips again. Her fingertips were slender and warm, gently brushing against his lips.
Ling Qianhe's breathing quickened.
His eyes began to lose focus. The system shouted in Lin Mucian's mind.
It's truly incredible. His favorability has risen to twenty! Has he fallen for you? Host, how did you do it?
Lin Mucian continued to look at him calmly. After a long while, the young man sighed.
My Sister Mu Ci isn't dead; she will definitely come back!
Lin Mucian hummed.
Then you have to live until then.
Ling Qianhe's life value has returned to thirty percent.
This was the system's prompt in Lin Mucian's ear.
It found it truly miraculous, even unbelievable. Lin Mucian sat in the car, dark clouds drifting outside, and said.
His illness is a heart ailment, isn't it? Heart ailments must be treated with heart medicine.
However, the system was still a bit puzzled.
But Ling Qianhe's favorability has also increased.
Lin Mucian's gaze was like water.
Men are all dogs, always saying one thing and meaning another. His favorability is more honest than his mouth.
Admit it, Ling Qianhe.
You will always be moved by this soul.