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The Abusive Novel System Pleads with Me to Resign-Chapter 68
Jiang Liuxu initially dismissed it as a joke. He was well aware of Yu Ting’s obliviousness and prided himself on being quicker on the uptake.
He’d never believe that idiot could outpace him.
But when he saw the look on Shen Ying’s face, his confidence faltered, his expression visibly darkening.
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He glanced at Yu Ting, who wore an infuriatingly smug look, then back at Shen Ying, disbelief coloring his voice: "Is this true?"
Shen Ying hurriedly clarified, "Don’t twist my words! That was just acting guidance. How can you call artistic exploration ‘taking advantage’?"
Yu Shishi’s voice turned shrill, as if someone had grabbed her by the throat: "You? Giving acting guidance? What qualifications do you even have?"
"Yu Ting is an award-winning actor."
Shen Ying countered, "Even award-winners have blind spots. Your skepticism means nothing—only he, as a professional, can judge whether my guidance helped."
"Ask him yourself if my advice pulled him out of his creative slump."
Yu Shishi turned to Yu Ting, who promptly declared, "It was incredibly helpful. She gave me deep insights into my character and elevated the entire shoot."
"The only downside was the director suspecting I’d joined some wild orgy off-set. No matter how I explained, he wouldn’t believe me."
He shot Shen Ying a pointed look. "I tried to reason with him, but he just kept consoling me with that ‘artistic sacrifice’ nonsense. Left me with no way to defend myself."
"You got me into this mess, and now you think you can just walk away? Dream on."
Shen Ying sighed. "That was a bespoke service with inherent risks. I warned you upfront. Why are you blaming me now?"
Yu Ting’s face flushed. "What kind of service requires the client to strip—"
Before he could finish, Shen Ying clapped a hand over his mouth.
His eyes, the only visible part of his face, rolled at her. Yu Ting didn’t have the kind of eyes that naturally smoldered—it was just a reflexive reaction.
Yet that tiny expression somehow radiated endless coquetry and reproach.
The entire room shuddered. Jiang Liuxu’s blood pressure spiked.
When Shen Ying finally lowered her hand, Yu Ting grumbled, "I’ve gone over it again and again."
"I’m convinced you used ‘guidance’ as a pretext to trick me into providing certain services." His tone turned stern. "I’ve never been anyone’s resource like that."
"And you got it for free—no, wait, not just free. I paid over a million for your ‘service,’ and this is how you treat a client?"
"You think I’ll let you off the hook that easily?"
The room fell silent.
You paid to get played. If that doesn’t make you the fool, what does?
Emboldened by his own reasoning, Yu Ting pressed on.
But then a voice cut in: "Oh? And what do you plan to do about it?"
Yu Ting didn’t hesitate. "I want her to take responsibility."
Jiang Liuxu scoffed, though his words sounded measured:
"Fine. We’ll discuss it properly later and give you a resolution soon."
Yu Ting frowned. "What’s it to you? Who asked you to chime in?"
Jiang Liuxu replied coolly, "I’m sure Shen Ying agrees."
He looked at her, and Shen Ying nodded eagerly.
Yu Ting laughed bitterly. "Since when do you get a say in our business? What’s your role here—the magnanimous first wife cleaning up her husband’s mess?"
Jiang Liuxu’s smile didn’t reach his eyes. "Haven’t I always done that? Or did you forget why you were ever at Yu Shishi’s dinner table?"
The implication was clear: he’d long mediated the chaotic dynamics among Yu Shishi’s suitors, with Yu Ting—the clueless oaf—requiring the most hand-holding.
He’d thrown this in Yu Ting’s face during their three-way spat at Shen Ying’s place. Now, it was just a reminder: This isn’t new. Stop acting shocked.
It also served as a jab: Yu Ting was still, technically, one of Yu Shishi’s pursuers.
Jiang Liuxu’s composure was fraying. A mix of fury, frustration, and unprecedented urgency gnawed at him.
But unlike Yu Ting, who lashed out on impulse, he knew now wasn’t the time for petty squabbles.
The real issue was Shen Ying. He’d always known her nature, and right now, staying ahead mattered more than venting.
Yet Yu Ting, having laid everything bare, refused to back down. "If you’re so experienced at juggling people, one more shouldn’t bother you, right?"
"Don’t you love balancing complicated relationships? Having me along will make it even better. I’m coming with you."
His gaze locked onto Shen Ying as he said the last part.
Shen Ying’s eyes lit up. "Sounds great!"
Jiang Liuxu and Yu Ting: "..."
She quickly schooled her expression. "I mean, arguing here solves nothing. We’re ruining my sister’s welcome party and making spectacles of ourselves. Let’s just leave."
But before they could move, Pei Ying spoke up: "We’re all friends here. Who cares about spectacles?"
"Yu Ting’s already spilled everything. Hiding the rest is pointless."
He stepped forward, eyes on Jiang Liuxu and Yu Ting.
Pei Ying had observed their tangled dynamics from the sidelines. He’d assumed it was harmless flirtation—nothing beyond that.
Now, faced with the truth, he had no right to judge Shen Ying. Instead, he turned to the two men, voice tight: "What the hell is this?"
"Weren’t you both courting Yu Shishi? Unless I’m mistaken, just weeks ago you were competing for her favor, bidding for advice."
Even as he spoke, a voice in his head mocked him.
As a rival, he should be thrilled to see them stray. The smart move would be to stay quiet until they fully withdrew—not remind them of their commitments.
Yet here he was.
To his surprise, Jiang Liuxu seized the opening: "I was coerced."
Yu Shishi’s face twisted.
Jiang Liuxu continued, apologetic. "Yu Shishi and I reverted to being just friends long ago. She can confirm that."
"I tried to terminate my ‘Yu Shishi-related services,’ but Shen Ying wouldn’t allow it. She threatened me with scenarios I couldn’t face, just to keep her income stream."
"But I made sure never to mislead Yu Shishi after we cleared the air."
Yu Shishi felt dizzy. That’s why he’d suddenly cooled off—why she’d poured energy into winning him back.
So when he’d mentioned being forced by her sister, this was what he meant.
She’d become a laughingstock.
And it wasn’t over. The moment Jiang Liuxu finished, Yu Ting piped up: "Oh right, I knew I forgot something."
Then he opened his mouth and declared, "I hereby announce the end of my pursuit of Shishi. Though I’ve been busy filming lately and haven’t spoken much, since you brought it up, I’ll make it official."
Pei Ying looked at him with an expression as if he were garbage. "Is that even human language?"
Yu Ting retorted, "Weren’t you the one who started this? Who even makes a formal announcement about ending a pursuit? Only someone with years of friendship like me and Shishi can say these things outright. If it were someone less familiar, they’d just think you’re being performative and extra."
Chang Ming couldn’t hold back either. "Do you really think there’s nothing wrong with you?"
Yu Ting looked baffled. "What’s wrong with me? Hasn’t Shishi been rejecting me all along? She’s said she sees me as a brother. One day, I realized—yeah, being her brother is fine too. So I made it clear. What’s the issue?"
Chang Ming laughed in disbelief. "You pursued Shishi for years, and now you just change your mind out of nowhere? Have you considered her feelings?"
Yu Ting stared at Chang Ming like he was an idiot. "Shishi herself said she doesn’t have romantic feelings for me. Who gets possessive over someone who doesn’t like them? Besides, she’s even offered to set me up with other girls before."
"Shouldn’t she be happy for me now?"
He even turned to Yu Shishi for confirmation. "Right, Shishi?"
But Shishi had reached her limit.
Yu Shishi had been back in the country for less than two days—if counting strictly by landing time, barely 24 hours—and had already endured one blow after another.
Yu Ting’s words became the final straw that broke the camel’s back.
Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted from sheer fury.
The private room instantly descended into chaos. Everything else was put on hold as they rushed Yu Shishi to the hospital.
Fortunately, Pei Ying’s stretch limo was spacious enough to comfortably fit all six of them.
Soon, the car arrived at Jiang Liuxu’s hospital.
Shen Ying, cold-hearted as ever, was more preoccupied with Dr. Jiang’s new break room than her sister being wheeled into the ward.
I wonder if I can check it out today.
Meanwhile, the hospital hallway was eerily quiet. Pei Ying sat beside Shen Ying.
He suddenly spoke. "I thought you were just playful."
Shen Ying glanced up at him and replied bluntly, "I am."
"Just not like my sister. I prefer adult games."
Pei Ying’s expression remained blank. "But now the situation is out of control."
Shen Ying shrugged. "Why should I care about order? It’s just some personal entanglement beyond business with a client."
"No emotional reciprocation expected, no need for good reviews among clients. Even Yu Ting gets it. How come you don’t, President Pei?"
Pei Ying: "..."
Ever since the loan-sharking scheme, Pei Ying had stopped idealizing Yu Shishi and could now objectively assess her behavior.
He knew Shishi enjoyed stringing them along, relishing the attention of four admirers at once.
Her fainting today didn’t surprise him. Given the sisters’ mutual hatred, how could Shishi tolerate her carefully cultivated suitors shifting their affections to her sister?
But Pei Ying had assumed Shen Ying was the same—that the sisters saw them as tools in their rivalry.
Turns out he was wrong. Shen Ying didn’t care how they viewed her.
Her greed and irresponsibility weren’t even disguised.
Just then, Jiang Liuxu emerged and announced, "Shishi is awake."
The group sighed in relief, and Chang Ming immediately tried to rush in.
But Jiang Liuxu stopped him. "She needs quiet. One person can stay; the rest should go."
Then, turning to Shen Ying, he added, "She asked for you to stay with her tonight."
Shen Ying chuckled awkwardly. "That’s not appropriate, is it? My sister and I aren’t close. It’s fine in a group, but alone together? Awkward."
Pei Ying cut straight to the point. "Ten million."
Shen Ying still seemed uninterested. "That’s an entire night of caregiving—unprecedented workload. Not the same scale as your usual deals."
Pei Ying: "Triple."
Shen Ying: "Deal!"