Girl, There's Something Wrong With You - Chapter 39

Wang Xinzhi sat bored by the fish pond, continuing to fish.

Just now, he went upstairs to ask Wang Wanrou what had happened, but was mercilessly chased out again.

Forget it!

Even if that guy dares to force himself on my sister later, as long as she doesn’t call out for me, I’ll stay put outside and won’t take the initiative to save her again!

Hmm, it seems like someone is coming this way?

Inside the room, Wang Wanrou had already curled up, making space on half of the bed.

Cheng Jinyang sat down without hesitation and said, “So what are you going to do?”

“Do nothing,” Wang Wanrou said. “As long as I don’t agree, Father won’t consent to this marriage.”

“Then why don’t you refuse… oh, never mind,” Cheng Jinyang suddenly remembered that this young lady had to maintain her persona in the clan and wouldn’t reveal her narcissistic personality.

It’s only in front of her brother that she would occasionally “throw a little tantrum”. In front of her father, she was probably the obedient daughter. If she suddenly showed a strong refusal, her father might get suspicious?

“Speaking of which,” Wang Wanrou said leisurely, “even if Father really wants me to marry him, it doesn’t matter. If worst comes to worst, I’ll find an opportunity to kill him after the wedding, and after mourning him, life will go on as usual.”

Cheng Jinyang: ……….

Xie Lingjiang: ……….

Wait, is it really okay to say such things in front of us?

“Sister Wanrou,” Xie Lingjiang cautiously climbed onto the bed and asked, “since brother Jinyang has come to see you, you probably won’t kill my cousin, right?”

“We’ll see,” Wang Wanrou said indifferently, “as long as he doesn’t buzz around me like a fly.”

“Hahaha, how could that be?” Seeing the worried look on Xie Lingjiang’s face, Cheng Jinyang laughed and comforted her, “Don’t worry, with our Miss Wang being such an untouchable flower, could your cousin handle her? He’d probably wet his pants with just one look from her.”

Hearing this, Xie Lingjiang slowly relaxed. Indeed, when sister Wanrou got angry, it was scarier than when Father got angry. Cousin definitely wouldn’t like a girl like her.

“Jinyang,” Wang Wanrou asked with a smile, “do you think I have a bad temper?”

“Ah? No!” Cheng Jinyang noticed her smile change and quickly explained, “I mean, your dignity, your dignity! With your looks and temperament, just sitting here simply would awe the other party, making him feel ashamed and unworthy. How could he dare to continue pursuing the marriage?”

Xie Lingjiang remained silent on the side, thinking that brother Jinyang’s flattery skills were truly making her feel ashamed and wishing she could pretend not to know him…

“In that case, why don’t you feel ashamed and unworthy?” Wang Wanrou asked indifferently, “Or do you think you’re worthy of me?”

“I…” Cheng Jinyang quickly observed her expression, then smiled and said, “If it takes 100 points to be worthy of you, Wanrou, I’m only about 10 points now. But, among the other mediocre people, they’re all just single digits, not worth mentioning, so I consider myself the closest to you at the moment.”

Xie Lingjiang was stunned. These words sounded shameless, but upon careful consideration… they seemed to make some sense.

The reason was simple: with sister Wanrou’s high self-regard, if brother Jinyang arrogantly claimed to be “worthy,” sister Wanrou would definitely mock him for being ignorant and look down on him.

However, if brother Jinyang kept belittling himself to flatter the other, sister Wanrou would definitely look down on him. Then she could easily say, “Since you’re not worthy, why don’t you leave,” and brother Jinyang would be humiliating himself.

So, the correct answer to “Do you think you’re worthy of me” is neither “worthy” nor “unworthy.”

Instead, it’s “I’m not worthy now, but I’m becoming better.” This both elevates the beloved and prevents oneself from falling into the dust. The key lies in the word “moderation.”

To handle the art of speaking with such precision must be what the sage means by “the doctrine of the mean.” Upon further reflection, excessive flattery would lead to being looked down upon, which indeed aligns with the sage’s teaching that “excess is as bad as deficiency.”

Xie Lingjiang sat here lost in thought, when he heard Wang Wanrou laugh:

“You do have a good sense of self-awareness. But 10 points are indeed a bit low, how about 30 points?”

“I’m flattered to receive even three points of your wisdom, Miss Wang.” Cheng Jinyang pretended to be shocked, then embarrassedly smiled, “What do you think, sister Lingjiang?”

“In terms of wisdom, you indeed fall short of sister Wanrou,” Xie Lingjiang said seriously, “But in terms of cheekiness, you probably have about sixty percent of sister Wanrou’s capability.”

“Lingjiang?” Wang Wanrou frowned, a cold smile appearing, “Are you mocking my thick skin?”

“Ah? No, no.” Under her icy gaze, Xie Lingjiang quickly became clever, explaining, “The land is nurturing, a noble person bears things with great virtue. What I meant was, sister Wanrou, your virtue is as vast as the terrain, immeasurable. Brother Jinyang, although influenced by you, tends to be too deliberate in speech, thus falling short and only achieving about sixty percent of your capability.”

Cheng Jinyang stood by dumbfounded, wondering where this smooth-talker came from. My goodness, such shameless flattery, I feel like blushing just listening!

“Hmph.” Wang Wanrou gave a satisfied hum. Just as she was about to continue, she suddenly heard a knock on the door.

“Wanrou.” Wang Xinzhi knocked on the door a few times and said, “Xie Family’s Xie Qiudu is visiting, waiting outside. Should we see him?”

“Xie Qiudu?!” Cheng Jinyang’s ears perked up, “No way! Make him leave!”

“No.” Wang Wanrou interrupted him, “Since he’s come to visit, let’s see him.”

“Alright.” Wang Xinzhi thought to himself, ‘It’s good that my sister is sensible,’ then hurried downstairs.

“Wanrou, you wouldn’t be thinking…” Cheng Jinyang asked anxiously.

“Just a meeting, what’s there to worry about?” Wang Wanrou retorted, her eyes narrowing, “Or do you not trust me?”

“I’m afraid you might not be able to restrain yourself and end up killing him directly,” Cheng Jinyang said with a bitter smile.

“That’s not entirely impossible,” Wang Wanrou mused, “But it would be troublesome to handle afterwards.”

She got up from the bed and said:
“I’ll change clothes. Lingjiang, you go out first.”

“Oh, alright.” Xie Lingjiang planned to leave, took a few steps, then turned back, looking puzzledly at Cheng Jinyang.

Cheng Jinyang: ???

“Why are you standing there?” Wang Wanrou kicked his waist from behind, “Help me get clothes from the wardrobe, the third one hanging from the left cabinet.”