Girl, There's Something Wrong With You - Chapter 29

Early morning.

Cheng Jinyang was the first to wake from his sleep. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After washing, he turned around and saw Li Qingwan standing at the door, smiling and nodding at him:

“Thank you.”

Cheng Jinyang: ?

“Thank you for giving a girl without talent a chance to change her fate,” Li Qingwan said earnestly.

“You’re welcome,” Cheng Jinyang replied with a laugh. “You’re lucky to have met me.”

“True,” Li Qingwan didn’t deny it. “This afternoon’s combat class is still at the back mountain. I’ll teach you some new techniques.”

Great, Teacher Li is going to exchange techniques with me!

After breakfast, as usual, he went to the clan leader’s office to handle the day’s clan affairs. He had just sat down at the computer when Miss Wang walked in.

“Repeat exactly what that demon said to you,” she said sternly, pulling up a chair and sitting next to Cheng Jinyang.

“Wanrou, have you had breakfast?” Cheng Jinyang asked with a smile.

“Yes,” Wang Wanrou said coldly. “Don’t change the subject, you know what I want to ask.”

Cheng Jinyang understood her meaning perfectly: Miss Wang wasn’t interested in his entanglements with that Ye Ru or Su Lili; she wanted to know what the demon world was like.

So, after thinking for a moment, he repeated all the information Ye Ru had told him, word for word.

“Not a single word off?” Wang Wanrou asked seriously, a rare sight.

“Hahaha.” Cheng Jinyang laughed without answering.

“I knew I couldn’t rely on your memory,” Wang Wanrou said, frowning as she leaned back in her chair and took a deep breath.

“So, my dear Miss Wang, have you deduced anything?” Cheng Jinyang joked.

“The social structure of the demons is roughly equivalent to the clan societies of ancient times,” Wang Wanrou said coldly. “In terms you can understand, it’s like the period before the Xia Dynasty, the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, without even basic structures for the transfer of power.”

“I see,” Cheng Jinyang nodded. “That’s good news.”

“Good news?” Wang Wanrou rolled her eyes and sneered. “It’s bad news, because it means the upper limit of individual demon strength far exceeds our human imagination. It shows that the rulers in demon society are so powerful they don’t need institutional structures to govern the lower levels—they can suppress all subordinates with their own strength. There’s no need for further development of social systems.”

Cheng Jinyang: …………

“So, what should we do?” he asked, spreading his hands.

Wang Wanrou was silent for a moment.

“We rely on ourselves,” she said.

“Huh?”

“Of course we rely on ourselves,” Wang Wanrou shook her head. “Given the current chaotic state of the Jin Dynasty, who else can you rely on? The Emperor? Warlords? My father?”

“When you put it that way, I can’t argue,” Cheng Jinyang pretended to think for a moment and sighed. “Seems like we have to be the saviors.”

“Not ‘we,’ you,” Wang Wanrou corrected him. “There’s never been a group of saviors; there can only be one savior.”

Cheng Jinyang: Huh?

“Don’t you think that the foundation of imperial power no longer exists?” Wang Wanrou smiled slightly. “Sima Zhengdu’s sins must be repaid by his descendants. The weaker the imperial power, the more the political prestige of the Sima family is damaged, leading to more conspiracies and rebellions, further weakening the imperial power.”

“This is a snowball effect of collapse, and it can only be stopped by drastic action, but the Sima family no longer has a hero like Cao Cao.”

“Cao Cao?” Cheng Jinyang thought for a moment. “Uh, does your father count? What about Zhongshu Yu?”

“Zhongshu Yu is greedy and arrogant, rigid and easy to break, his life won’t be long; my father is cunning but indecisive, good at maintaining power but with no other strengths,” Wang Wanrou said with a cold smile.

“You’re quite the filial daughter,” Cheng Jinyang said with a laugh.

“Foolish filial piety was abolished during the Cultural Revolution,” Wang Wanrou said, shaking her head. “Moreover, if he were here, he would admit it himself—after all, he’s old and the head of the Taiyuan Wang clan. For the sake of the family, he wouldn’t choose to take risks.”

“So I can take risks?” Cheng Jinyang asked, puzzled. “Aren’t I a clan leader too? Why do you have such confidence in me?”

“For some, the family is a burden on their shoulders,” Wang Wanrou said meaningfully. “However, for others, the family is merely a stepping stone to their ambitions.”

“Who? Who’s ambitious?” Cheng Jinyang said loudly. “Who is it? Do I know them? Are they around us?”

“Keep pretending,” Wang Wanrou stood up and left.

Watching Miss Wang leave, the smile on Cheng Jinyang’s face lingered for a while before gradually fading.

Ambition?

If not wanting his fate to be manipulated by others counted as ambition… then so be it.

“Jinyang!” The office door was suddenly pushed open, and Cui Xiaoniang ran in excitedly. “Look at this video, it’s so funny!”

She was laughing so hard that she was out of breath, her chest bouncing up and down, making Cheng Jinyang’s eyes glaze over. However, he quickly overcame his instinctive reaction and asked Cui Xiaoniang,
“Did you come to show me this?”

“Come on!” Cui Jinqi was a bit embarrassed, “Don’t you think it’s funny?”

Cheng Jinyang sighed and watched the video again.

Hmm, a rural man meeting his mistress, then being caught by his legitimate wife. The wife chased him for a mile with a machete, while a bystander filmed the whole thing from an electric tricycle…

“This is obviously staged!” Cheng Jinyang slapped his thigh. “How could it be so coincidental, catching an affair with a filming crew? And they filmed it all the way without shaking the camera!”

“What’s the point of analyzing it?” Cui Jinqi was very annoyed with him, “What’s the fun if you break it down?”

“Jinqi.” Cheng Jinyang stood up and patted her shoulder seriously.

“What?” Cui Xiaoniang’s face turned red, her head slightly lowered, looking up at him timidly from a 45-degree angle.

“As a member of the Savior team, you should spend less time on these things and focus on improving your supernatural ability.” Cheng Jinyang said solemnly, “That way, you can become a stepping stone… no, a capable wife to the Savior, instead of a burden on his shoulders.”

Cui Jinqi: ?

“I’m not your burden!” she argued angrily. “Don’t look down on me! My ability is very strong, okay? Because it is too powerful, I can’t use it casually! Do you understand nuclear deterrence?”

“Good!” Cheng Jinyang clapped his hands. “I see. Then from now on, I’ll call you ‘Miss Nuclear Deterrence,’ how about that?”

“I’ll bite you to death!”