Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu

After the Summit ended, Xing Bi and Ai practically floated in the sky. The victory gave them immense happiness. Xing Bi squashed Ai against her well-gifted chest as she danced with her.

Nian, who was watching them from a little distance away, felt jealous.

I also want to get smothered like that in her chest.

He drooled.

They must feel so soft…

Xing Bi kissed her cheek. “I am so proud of you, Ai! Haha, did you look at Zhan Yahui’s face? That was pure gold,” she smirked.

Ai thought about how Guiying had won the Summit in her past life. Now, she changed fate by winning it this time. She was slightly tense about the repercussions as when fate was altered, the future would be affected too.

But for tonight, she didn’t let those thoughts ruin her mood.

She checked the social media and was ecstatic to see the public’s opinion shift in her direction. Those who watched the Summit live were engaged in a furious conversation about her story, victory and the bribery of the judges.

Reading Point was the same. The readers who once cursed her were now impressed by her story a lot. She was getting a lot of pings on the main channel.

Xing Bi gave the proudest and the most brightest smile. “Aish! As expected of my lovely sister!”

Ai slightly blushed. Then she noticed Nian hiding at the corner and blinked. “Hello. We meet again. Thank you for helping Xing Bi.”

Nian, who was dreaming of a sexual fantasy with Xing Bi, snapped out of his stupor. He choked at Ai calling him out and feigned ignorance.

“Hello,” he greeted with distance in his voice.

Xing Bi rapidly blinked. “Huh? Why did you talk to him? Do you know him?”

Nian patted his forehead again. “Of course not-“

Ai sincerely nodded. “He is Jun’s elder brother, Liu Nian.”

Xing Bi had a dumbfounded expression.

Jun’s brother?

She sharply gasped.

“Jun!? Liu Jun!? The Sky CEO who just personally invited you? Wait a minute. Now that I think about it…Shit, the man you were living with for a month when your house got burned was him!?”

“Yes.”

Xing Bi wanted to faint.

“Wait, what?” Now, Nian was dumbfounded. “She…lived with Jun? In one house? Under one roof? For a MONTH?”

Huh, huh, huh? How is this possible?

Ai said, “I forgot to tell you actually. Many things happened during the time I left his condo. Jun is from the Liu family. I had attended the wedding anniversary banquet of his parents…for some reason.”

“…”

She got the biggest shock of her life, making her jaws drop.

What!?

“You…you were there at the banquet too!?”

Ai tilted her head. “Too?”

Xing Bi calculated in her mind.

Jun is from the Liu family. Nian is his brother.

So that equals…

At that moment, Nian felt as if he was dropped to hell. Xing Bi looked akin to a death warrant herself.

“I…I can explain.”

Xing Bi smiled, which was in no way any sign of a heartwarming welcome for him.

“Oh…So he is Jun’s brother. That means, he is the young master of the Liu family. Definitely NOT a servant.”

Ai bobbed her head. “Yes. He is also a pâtissier. Oh, he was the one who gave me a spartan training to make sweets on Chocolate Day. It’s thanks to him that I could make good chocolates,” Ai smiled, satisfied.

Now Nian felt as if the descent in hell was going deeper and deeper.

Why did you have to mention that!?

Xing Bi alarmingly asked, “What do you mean spartan?”

Nian nervously laughed. “Haha, that was nothing-“

“Spartan is spartan. He is very particular about sweets, and I was making many mistakes. So he was being a strict teacher,” Ai seriously said, “Though I can remember only screaming and yelling,” she frowned.

“…”

Xing Bi was aghast. Her expression which was radiating happiness turned extremely sour.

“You…” she faced Nian, the ferocity in her voice unmistakable. “You scolded my Ai? Did you just yell at Ai? Did you act rudely with my Ai?” She squinted her eyes dangerously.

Nian furiously shook his head in dismissal. “No, no! That was a misunderstanding! I was very sweet to her. Just like the actual chocolates!”

“So first you fool me by acting like a servant, and then you also scream at my precious little sister!?” She cracked her knuckles. “I see. You really don’t want to live…”

Ai couldn’t follow their conversation.

Fool as a servant? When?

She was about to ask when Ai received Jun’s message.

‘I am waiting for you.’

The tip of her ears turned red. She quickly said, “I will be leaving.”

But it seemed like Xing Bi didn’t listen to her, lost in dealing with her and Ai’s culprit.

“Xing Bi?”

“Don’t worry, Ai! You go ahead! I will give you justice tonight!”

Ai still didn’t understand what was going on. But she left since Xing Bi didn’t mind.

With her heart pounding in her chest, Ai ran outside. She saw Jun’s car parked at a distance and rushed to the side.

She peeked left and right but didn’t find him. Suddenly, she was pulled into a hug from her back as a pair of strong arms encircled her.

“Congratulations, Miss. Zhou,” his deep voice resounded sexily in her ear.

The moment she felt his presence, a soft smile bloomed on her lips.

“Jun.”

Jun’s brown orbs shone in the dark, and he pecked her ear with his lips. “I see somebody is getting famous. There were too many people to my liking surrounding you,” he tilted his head.

She beamed. “En. I was happy to know everybody liked my story.”

His gaze darkened. “Yeah, I can see that. Even the ones on Reading Point are praising you so much. I don’t like it.”

Ai couldn’t help but chuckle.

Then she widened her eyes as something struck her. She turned to face him and asked him, “That means…you were MrPerfect all this time?”

Jun raised his brow and smirked. “You finally realized. Yes, I am MrPerfect.”

Ai couldn’t believe it. She had her suspicions from that night Jun stayed. in her apartment though hearing it from Jun’s lips still felt surreal.

Ai facepalmed.

“This is so silly. Remember, when I was asking what was wrong with my story that day? And MrPerfect answered me. It was you after all. We were in the same library…”

Jun pinched her cheek. “Yeah and imagine how I felt knowing that the woman at the book signing event was none other than you. So, it means that you wrote those post scripts,” he sneered.

“…”

She coughed.

“I remember I have to leave.”

Jun narrowed his eyes and stopped her. “Not so soon. Valentine’s night has just started. As a couple, we should be celebrating it together, right?”

He dumped her in his car and sat in the driver’s seat. He smiled. “Let’s go.”

As he sped the car away, Guiying, who was at a distance blankly watched the car leave.

“MrPerfect…and Ai…?”