The Crazy Crown Prince Is Obsessed with Me

Part 3

Lin Song Ya openly moved into Fu Rong Yu's bedroom.

He never allowed me to step foot inside.

Whenever I passed by, the partially closed door would let out sounds that were enough to make anyone blush.

Even when the antique clock at the end of the hallway struck midnight, their activities still hadn't ceased.

To cope with this, I deliberately used Fu Rong Yu's card to buy a pair of headphones for 9,999 yuan.

They worked wonderfully, allowing me to sleep peacefully.

Whenever Fu Rong Yu wasn't home, Lin Song Ya would wear off-the-shoulder dresses and deliberately parade in front of me.

She wanted me to see the marks on her neck.

She wanted to flaunt that she had won both Fu Rong Yu's heart and his body.

I despised this behavior of hers.

Because I had to play along, showing either sadness, heartbreak, or utter despair.

To avoid Lin Song Ya, I started going out frequently.

Of course, the real purpose of going out was to trigger the next part of the plot.

I was about to be kidnapped.

Finally, on my way to the restroom after getting a stomachache from drinking coffee for the tenth time, the kidnappers arrived.

And I was kidnapped.

The kidnappers took me to an abandoned warehouse and blindfolded me.

I heard footsteps gradually fading away, only to return shortly after.

Something cold was pressed against my ear.

From inside, Fu Rong Yu's impatient voice came through: "Speak."

I tried my best to sound panicked: "Fu Rong Yu! I-I've been kidnapped!"

"Oh, really? The kidnappers should be right beside you, right? This woman is yours now, do whatever you want with her."

The line went dead, leaving me with the sound of a busy signal.

Fu Rong Yu had hung up.



"Miss Shi, isn't you the fiancée of President Fu?"

A voice, altered by a voice changer, asked me with curious interest.

I remained calm and tried to reason with him: "Fu Rong Yu already has a new lover. If you think you can use me to threaten him, it's impossible."

"He has a new lover. You must be very heartbroken, right?"

Why was this kidnapper trying to chat with me?

Remembering the character I was supposed to play in this wife-chasing abusive novel, I said, "Of course I'm heartbroken. I've loved him for so many years, I..."

"Don't mention other men in front of me!" The kidnapper interrupted me angrily.

The next moment, I was yanked into an embrace.

Strong arms encircled me tightly, as if using every ounce of strength.

"Brother kidnapper, you're going to strangle me..."

It felt like a beast devouring its prey.

Wait, why was the kidnapper forcefully kissing me? This wasn't in the script!

Suddenly, the cloth covering my eyes was removed.

I hadn't even adjusted to the sudden brightness when—

"Finally found you." A voice above me spoke, one I knew all too well.

The owner of the voice grabbed my face, his eyes filled with a menacing darkness. His thumb brushed back and forth across the corner of my lips.

"It's been a long time, my Yang Yang.

"What should I call you now? Sister-in-law?"

I never imagined I'd meet Rong Jing in another world.

His amber eyes were exactly as I remembered, though now paired with a rebellious head of white hair.

Quite the non-mainstream look.

Wait, why did he call me sister-in-law?

The system screamed in my head: 【Host! The plot has changed! Make sure to check out the new storyline!】

Just then, the warehouse door was kicked open.

Fu Rong Yu, dressed entirely in black, finally arrived, albeit late.



The howling wind nearly gave me a heart attack.

If Fu Rong Yu took just ten more steps forward, his gaze would cross the shipping containers and see Rong Jing and me entangled in an ambiguous embrace.

He was getting closer—

I stared at Rong Jing anxiously.

Rong Jing lowered his head, brushing the stray hair from my ear, a teasing smile on his lips: "Don't want him to see us? Then should I just kill him?"

Thanks, but killing him means killing my points.

I shook my head vigorously: "We live in a lawful society; you can't just kill people."

His cold fingertips brushed the back of my neck.

Those eyes of his, dark and stormy, bore into me.

I suddenly realized what he truly cared about.

With a sigh of resignation, I said, "I don't like Fu Rong Yu, not even a little, but I have reasons why I must do this."

After saying that, I was worried he wouldn't believe me—after all, my credibility wasn't great.

So I stood on tiptoe and pressed my lips to his. "Help me, Your Highness. Let him go. Whatever score there is between us, you can settle it any way you like."

In the past, when I asked him like this, he would have plucked the moon from the sky for me.

As expected, Rong Jing cupped the back of my head and kissed me in return. For a moment, it felt like the plot had paused.

This was his way of agreeing!

I had him! Completely! Under control!

The system suddenly chimed in: 【Stop kissing, you're about to be caught.】

Rong Jing obediently fixed my collar and walked out.

I hid in the shadows behind the container, watching as he and Fu Rong Yu stood face to face, hands in his pockets.

He looked cool, confident, and absolutely commanding.

Fu Rong Yu, however, seemed anything but pleased, a frosty aura surrounding him.

When he spoke, it was with a tone like the whole world owed him five billion:

"Why didn't you stay in New York? What did you come back for?"