Yang Jingyuan spoke as her fingers slowly slid from Wen Nan's chin down to his neck, skillfully circling around his Adam's apple.
After hearing such words from the other side, how could Wen Nan and his friends possibly refuse?
He was a man with a strong sense of justice, deeply understanding the principle of "life is short, urgent matters first."
Therefore, he laughed and responded, "Got it, Sister," while wrapping his arm around the slender waist of the other person, ready to get straight to the point.
However, the expression on the other side changed drastically.
The moment Wen Nan touched the other person, the other suddenly raised a foot and delivered a flying kick that nearly ended Wen Nan's lineage.
Fortunately, Wen Nan was still somewhat alert and had a decent level of agility, easily dodging the attack. He raised his hand, tightly grasped the other person's ankle, and looked at the woman in front of him with confusion.
Why the sudden change in face?
When her ankle was touched by Wen Nan, Yang Jingyuan's face turned even worse, retracting her foot as if electrocuted, her body retreating back, her damp back plastered tightly against the car door, staring intensely at Wen Nan, eyes filled with vigilance and hostility.
"What's wrong, Sister?"
Wen Nan asked blankly.
Leng Leng spoke coldly, "Get off my car!"
9527: [Notice, target 'Rich Woman Seeking a Son,' current strategy score has dropped to: 88%.]
9527: [Notice, target 'Rich Woman Seeking a Son,' current strategy score has dropped to: 85%.]
9527: [Notice, target 'Rich Woman Seeking a Son,' current strategy score has dropped to: 82%.]
Although utterly confused, seeing the strategy score about to drop below 80%, Wen Nan could only raise his hands in compromise, saying, "Fine, I'll get off now, just let me put my clothes on first."
Yang Jingyuan's expression softened a bit, lifting her foot to hook the shirt beside the seat, handing it to Wen Nan.
Wen Nan picked up the shirt from the back of the other's foot, and simultaneously activated his skill in the system.
9527: [Your skill Mind Reading Technique is now in effect, and the item Tear of the Flower has been applied, with a total effective time of 30 minutes.]
A female voice, much gloomier than Yang Jingyuan's real-life voice, arose in his mind—
'Hmph! Shameless filthy man!'
'The new soul taking over this body is both stupid and cheap!'
'Why send me to the furnace for complete destruction, yet let such a foolish soul possess this shell?'
9527: [Notice, target 'Rich Woman Seeking a Son,' current strategy score has dropped to: 76%.]
'Luckily, I was smart enough to open that devoured player's benefit item mid-way, hiding inside to narrowly escape…'
'I knew it, as long as I continued to lurk inside this body, someday, I would be reawakened!'
'Hmph, all this talk of world consciousness violation, game rule breaking, innocent players slaughtering — nonsense! Utter nonsense!'
'These people should die! Should have their heads devoured by me! Not wretch, kneeling before this filthy man, devouring that other head!'
9527: [Notice, target 'Rich Woman Seeking a Son,' current strategy score has dropped to: 69%.]
He finished fastening the last button on his shirt collar, and the strategy score had already dropped below 70%...
Wen Nan sighed, shook his head, leaned closer, and reached out an arm toward the other's waist and hip area.
Yang Jingyuan's body instantly tensed, eyes narrowing like a leopard ready to pounce.
'Dare to get closer?!'
'You're simply courting death!'
'I'm going to show you my power right now!'
'Why? Why can't I sense it? Not even a hint of that emotion…'
'Why does this man, seem so different… so particularly handsome...'
9527: [Congratulations, target 'Rich Woman Seeking a Son,' current strategy score has risen to: 72%.]
Even , a 3-point increase?
He hadn't intended to strategize on her at all; approaching her had nothing to do with the suddenly appearing "Flamingo" personality.
"Sorry, could you let me through? I need to grab something," Wen Nan said.
Yang Jingyuan froze, momentarily unable to react, turning to the other side a bit foolishly.
"Thank you." Wen Nan reached into the seat gap beside him, retrieving a black marker that had fallen there.
Then, he backed away from her and turned around, opening the car door and walking out without looking back.
After taking just two steps, Yang Jingyuan's voice called from behind: "Wait!"
She lowered the car window, poked her head out, and looked at Wen Nan apologetically, "Brother, I'm sorry, I couldn't control my emotions earlier, and I lost my composure, I didn't mean it…"
9527: [Congratulations, target 'Rich Woman Seeking a Son,' current strategy score has risen to: 91%.]
So... it's back to its original strategy score?
Wen Nan paused his steps, turned back, walked back to the car, bent over, and propped his hand on the car window, looking down at her.
Yang Jingyuan raised her hand, stroking Wen Nan's arm, smiling as she invited him back, "Come back in, let's continue?"
Wen Nan still held the marker in his hand, now playfully poking the end of the pen at her sweat-dampened white skin.
"Sister Xiao Yuan, is something on your mind?"
Yang Jingyuan's eyes gathered shadow once again.
Noting her expression, Wen Nan seized the chance to ask, "Is it related to that furnace?"
Yang Jingyuan froze, staring blankly at Wen Nan, not responding.
'How... how does he know about the furnace?'
'Did that dimwitted soul tell him? No! Impossible! She knows nothing about the furnace! A soul that hasn't experienced the nightmare of complete annihilation cannot know of the furnace!'
Wen Nan seemingly casually asked, "Where is that furnace?"
'Far away in the sky, yet right before you, idiot!'
"Could it be... right under our feet?"
'... Is he trying to trap me with words? What a terrifying filthy man!'
9527: [Notice, target 'Rich Woman Seeking a Son,' current strategy score has dropped to: 69%.]
"You've been there, right? Can you take me there?" Wen Nan pressed on.
'Why does he know... why does he know...'
'Why am I here... why am I here...'
'Squeak—Squeak—Squeak—'
A sharp, piercing ringing echoed in his mind, causing Wen Nan a splitting headache, forcing him to retreat his hand, firmly pressing on his temple, shaking his head trying to rid himself of the terrible noise.
Regaining composure, when he looked back at Yang Jingyuan, he found her returning to her previous expression, gazing blankly at Wen Nan, "… Brother? What's… wrong with you?"
9527: [Congratulations, target 'Rich Woman Seeking a Son,' current strategy score has risen to: 91%.]
Wen Nan's head became clear, his thoughts clearer than ever.
He curled his lips into a knowing smile.