Chapter 156: Volume 1, Chapter 156 – The Movie Emperor Who Turned Into a Cat (End)

Jiang Zhi froze in place, the fingers holding her phone gradually tightening, the light in her eyes slowly fading.

777 hurriedly said: "Host!! The villain isn't dead yet!"

It didn't know whether her violent emotional fluctuation was due to Xie Xingyuan's death or because she was about to be erased.

This was the first time it sensed that the host was not acting, but feeling genuine emotion.

Jiang Zhi lowered her gaze, almost crushing her phone, then after returning it to the doctor, she walked out with unsteady steps.

Stepping outside the courtyard, biting darkness enveloped the entire forest ahead; the cold wind stirred dry branches, producing a rustling sound, as a pure black car drove from far to near and stopped before her.

The car's headlights were shattered, its sleek body scored, the expensive limited-edition sports car ruined like this, making one's heart ache.

Xie Xingyuan hurriedly got out of the driver's seat, ran to her, examined her thoroughly, and his gaze finally fell on her hand tightly gripping the shards of the vase, which had cut her skin, blood beading and dripping from her palm.

He reached out to pull out the fragment, but she evaded his hand.

"Zhizhi..."

Jiang Zhi looked at him expressionlessly and asked: "What do you want to do? Do you want to die?"

These past few days, Xie Xingyuan had barely slept; beneath his narrow eyes lay a bluish-black shade, his chin stubbled, completely at odds with his usual clean, proud image.

His voice was slightly hoarse, breaking like sandpaper: "I don't want to die; I want to become Heitan to stay with you."

The man was tall and lanky, considerably taller than her; Jiang Zhi could only lift her head, her body still weak, breathing rapid: "So you drove the car to commit suicide?"

Xie Xingyuan nervously observed her condition, raising his hand but daring not to touch her body.

"Last time it was because of a car accident that I turned into a cat." He explained softly.

Jiang Zhi reached out and grabbed his collar, her pale lips twitching: "Xie Xingyuan, what if you can't turn into a cat? What if you die?"

"How can you be so stupid! Risking your life just to become a cat? It's utterly not worth it."

Xie Xingyuan pressed his thin lips together, his dark eyes reflecting the glint.

"It's worth it."

Having said that, he stubbornly and firmly repeated: "It's worth it!"

Jiang Zhi stared for a long while, then after a moment lowered her head and chuckled: "You're crazy, Xie Xingyuan, you're just a lunatic."

He was crazy; even before meeting her, he was a lunatic.

Extreme and selfish, he only thought of locking her in his arms, to be together forever.

Xie Xingyuan, however, felt no regret; he had already prepared for failure—if he truly died, he would set her free, no longer entangling her.

He even wrote his will, leaving all his estate to her.

Jiang Zhi leaned against him, her forehead touching his chest, closed her eyes, let out a soft sigh, and murmured:

"Then I won't leave."

Xie Xingyuan's body suddenly stiffened; he stared blankly ahead, his fingers suspended in midair gradually tightening, his voice low and trembling.

"You, what did you say?"

Jiang Zhi released the vase shards in her hand, unwilling to repeat herself, and with her other hand she gently tugged at his collar.

"Hold me and take me back."

Xie Xingyuan's unfathomable eyes lit up with a scorching glow as he scooped her into a horizontal embrace, his long legs slightly trembling.

He had all the doctors in the room leave, then gently placed her on the bed, immediately fetched the medical kit, and applied medicine to her lacerated palm.

Jiang Zhi half-sat on the bed's edge, letting him tend to her wound, her eyes shifting to his brows and eyes.

The man's brows and eyes were as tranquil as ink wash, soft light tracing his facial features in varying shades, peerlessly handsome.

After bandaging, he furtively lifted his eyes to glance at her, only to meet her gaze.

"What are you sneaking a look at me for?" the girl leaned against the bed, arms crossed, her eyes devoid of their usual aloofness, asking with ill intent.

Xie Xingyuan's motion paused, as if he had returned to that cramped little room where she constantly teased him, sly and mischievous, often making him hate her to the point of his teeth itching.

His expression was dazed, as if what lay before him were a dream, hardly real.

Jiang Zhi watched him stand there foolishly immobile, then raised a finger and tapped his forehead.

"Xie Xingyuan!"

Xie Xingyuan barely came to his senses, grabbed the medical kit, rose and left, his back a picture of flustered haste.

Watching the man suddenly depart, Jiang Zhi widened her eyes.

"This guy, what is he hiding from?"

777 said: "Host, you have completed the basic value task; only the task of preventing the villain from turning evil remains, which can last until the villain's life ends—you can kill him now, or accompany him for the rest of his life."

Jiang Zhi hugged her arms, "Brother Seven, you're so ruthless."

777: "………This is a multiple-choice question."

"How did it become that it's ruthless? Obviously the host is more ruthless."

Jiang Zhi thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "Then I'll consider it."

777 was somewhat surprised, having thought the host would decide immediately to stay.

Could it be that she really intends to kill the villain?

——

She considered it, considered it for a week, yet the host still hadn't figured it out.

Many things happened this week, the most important being Xie Xingyuan's sudden announcement of retiring from the entertainment industry.

He held a press conference to give an explanation to his broad fanbase.

The reporters' questions were tricky and hit the nail on the head, but he answered them all with perfect eloquence.

Until the final question.

"Mr. Xie Xingyuan, hello, I heard you retired from the industry for Jiang Xiao Zhi—is that true? Is she really your wife?"

Xie Xingyuan faced the reporter's camera, speaking unhurriedly: "Yes, she agreed to my proposal yesterday; I hope the remaining time I can always be with her, stay by her side."

These words instantly spread across the global internet, later dubbed the sweetest words in the world, circulating in every field.

And the name Jiang Xiao Zhi became the enemy of many fans.

#How did Jiang Xiao Zhi chase after Xie Xingyuan? # This hot search blew up for a day.

Jiang Zhi lay in bed, occasionally glancing toward the bathroom, turning over; when she could barely keep her eyes open, the man finally came out.

He wore a full-length dark gray pajama top, his black hair falling naturally, he walked up to her fixed gaze, puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhi stood on the soft bed, holding out the phone screen to him and shaking it.

Xie Xingyuan narrowed his eyes, making out a line of text on the screen.

"Hmph! Tell them how I chased you!" Jiang Zhi roughly ruffled a handful of his hair; the complacent man was especially gentle, looking obedient and adorable.

Xie Xingyuan sat on the bed edge, letting her climb onto his head and act wildly, he took out his phone, logged into a platform he hadn't used in a while, and posted a microblog.

Jiang Zhi leaned in to take a look.

Xie Xingyuan V: Secret crush, I'm the one who pursued her. @Jiang Xiao Zhi zz

As soon as this microblog was posted, the hot search that had been in first place instantly dropped, and another hot search surged to first.

#Shocked! Xie Xingyuan's years-long secret crush finally came to fruition#

Jiang Zhi happily hugged his neck and gave his face a rewarding kiss.

Xie Xingyuan's body tensed slightly, his ears quickly turning red.

Jiang Zhi saw this and smiled.

They've been together almost a month, yet he's still this easily shy.

Strangely adorable.

A light sparked in her eyes, her hand slipped into the lower hem of his clothing, feeling his firm, tight abs; she moved upward, her vision blurred for a moment, and her body was pressed onto the bed.

Xie Xingyuan's handsome face flushed with a surprising blush, his deep, pool‑like eyes fixed on the girl in his arms, his chest heaving with intense breaths, his voice low and husky:

"Zhizhi."

Jiang Zhi tilted her head up, brushed her lips against his warm thin lips, and smiled brightly: "Aren't you supposed to be with me? Why are you scared now?"

Xie Xingyuan wouldn't let her go, gripping the back of her head, he couldn't help but capture her tender lips, unable to control himself as he wrapped his arms around her waist, entwining their tongues.

The love in the depths of his pupils seemed about to overflow, reflecting her face drowned in desire.

"Zhizhi…" He gently kissed her tears, slowly licking her soft earlobe, "I love you."

——

In this world, she accompanied Xie Xingyuan for a lifetime, until his hair turned white, his face covered in wrinkles, his steps faltering, until he had no strength left to walk.

Only at the final moment did Xie Xingyuan recall all his memories, becoming Yun Jin, tightly embracing her body, his aged voice full of love.

"Zhizhi, you've fallen for me, right?"

Jiang Zhi remained silent.

Yun Jin's body had reached the end of its lifespan.

As his vision grew increasingly blurry, he closed his eyes and whispered, "Even a little bit is fine."

As soon as his words fell,

Jiang Zhi left the world and returned to the Rest Cabin.

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