I am the villain in the book

“Who would have thought that Young Master Wei isn't as fierce as the rumors say? He actually has this side to him.”

A quarter of an hour later, after Li Zimu finished recounting how she fell into the hands of bandits, how the bandits tormented her, until Wei Changtian rescued her, and finally, seeing her intelligence, took her in as a retainer, Tang Chen not only felt great pity for her, but even his impression of Wei Changtian changed a lot.

“Indeed.”

On the other side, seeing Tang Chen's exclamation, Li Zimu lowered her head slightly.

“Rescuing me from the hands of bandits, stopping me from seeking death, taking me by his side... all in all, Young Master Wei has saved me three times.”

It's just that the latter didn't know the truth and muttered inexplicably.

“But it is said that he is a lecherous hedonist who indulges in debauchery...”

“...”

Clearly, Tang Chen said this subconsciously.

Li Zimu was stunned when she heard it, and then she chuckled.

“Giggle, Young Master Tang, what do you mean by that?”

“I...”

Tang Chen realized his slip of the tongue and was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to smooth things over.

Li Zimu looked at him deeply and continued with a smile:

“Young Master Tang, if you have seen Young Master Wei's wives and concubines, you wouldn't say such a thing.”

“The madams are all stunningly beautiful and well-read, how can a commoner like me compare?”

“So, Young Master Wei definitely has no interest in me.”

“Besides, let me tell you something in secret...”

Suddenly lowering her voice, Li Zimu said mysteriously in a low voice:

“Although I work for Young Master Wei, it is only to repay him for saving my life.”

“Actually, I don't like men like him.”

“...”

The somewhat playful voice echoed in his ears, causing Tang Chen to secretly breathe a sigh of relief for some reason.

He stared blankly at Li Zimu and asked, as if possessed:

“Why?”

“Young Master Wei is handsome, has a high level of cultivation, and has great power. Shouldn't such a man be the dream lover of all women?”

“Well, other women should like him.”

Li Zimu blinked and replied with a pout: “But I always feel like he's a bit slow-witted...”

“Oh, it's not that he's slow.”

“It's just that he can't be considered unparalleled in wisdom.”

“I still prefer men who are resourceful and strategize within the command tent, rather than those who fight and kill all day long...”

“...”

First she said that Wei Changtian would never like her, then she said that she didn't like Wei Changtian either.

In the end, she even said that Wei Changtian was “slow” behind his back.

Without a doubt, every word Li Zimu said now had far exceeded what ordinary friends would talk about.

And this greatly brought the relationship between the two closer again.

After all, in his previous life, talking bad about the “boss” together was the best way to improve friendship between colleagues.

“Is that so...”

On the other side, Tang Chen had clearly felt this feeling that he had never experienced before.

And perhaps because he had drunk alcohol, he suddenly asked an even more “straight man” question.

“Then is that why you are fond of Young Master Chu?”

“Yes.”

Li Zimu answered quickly, which made Tang Chen feel a surge of loss in his heart.

However, in the next moment, Li Zimu changed the subject and sighed softly again.

“Alas, it's just that he first promised me...”

“He is already married to a wife and told me that he has no intention of marrying again.”

“So I don’t know if I should or not...”

“Actually, I just want to find an ordinary, slightly smarter husband to spend my life with.”

“But...”

“Oh, let's not talk about this.”

Shaking her head, Li Zimu smiled, raised her wine cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

Although she had a smile on her face, anyone could see the bitterness in that smile.

Not to mention Tang Chen, who had been watching her all along.

“Miss Li, you...”

Tang Chen was tongue-tied, wanting to comfort her but not knowing what to say, so in the end he had no choice but to drink cup after cup of wine with Li Zimu.

The two of them drank several pots of wine, and the night outside the window gradually became quiet.

By now, Tang Chen had already forgotten why they came here to drink, why they talked so much about love, and even forgotten that the two of them were strictly speaking enemies from different camps.

He only knew that he had met a different woman.

A woman who was pitiful but self-reliant, a woman who was both intelligent and simple, a woman who would drink tea and wine with him, understood him, and he understood her.

Looking at the interaction between people, especially between men and women, there are many ways to build goodwill.

Among them, “reversal” is often the fastest and most irresistible way.

You thought he was a serious person, but he suddenly told a very funny joke.

You thought she was a spoiled person, but she cooked you a table of delicious dishes one day.

You thought he was a dull and rigid engineering man, but he played a piano piece at the school's cultural performance.

You thought she was a well-behaved girl who only knew how to study, but she secretly told you one day that she was wearing black stockings today.

As long as the direction of the reversal is not something like “You thought he was a rich and handsome man, but he was actually a scammer,” then this sense of contrast is likely to hit the other person and make their goodwill towards you skyrocket in a short period of time.

And this is often the trick used by those high-end scumbags and scumbags who have already moved away from relying on “looks” and “wealth” to attract the opposite sex.

Without a doubt, Li Zimu had now brought this point to the extreme, completely conquering Tang Chen in just one day.

Next, no matter what she asked, Tang Chen would probably answer.

But for Li Zimu, this was not enough.

She not only wanted Tang Chen to take the initiative to say what Wei Changtian wanted to know, but also had a greater “purpose.”

“Young Master Tang...”

Staggering to her feet, she walked to the window.

Li Zimu leaned on the window sill and pointed at the round moon in the night sky with a smile.

“Look at this moon, it's so beautiful!”

“Miss Li, be careful...”

Tang Chen got up and came to the window, seemingly wanting to help Li Zimu, but after hesitating for a long time, he didn't dare to do it, so he just stood nervously aside, vaguely protecting the latter from falling due to drunkenness.

And Li Zimu seemed not to see him at all, and continued to talk to herself.

“Clouds remind me of her clothes, flowers remind me of her face, spring breeze caresses the railing, heavy dew is rich. If not seen on the Jade Mountain, would meet under the moon on the Jade Terrace.”

“You should have heard this poem written by Young Master Wei, right?”

“Let me tell you, this was written by Young Master Wei for Madam Liu Shi.”

“I wish someone could write such a poem for me too.”

“Well, it seems a little difficult.”

“But if someone can accompany me to watch the moon for a lifetime, then I will be satisfied.”

“...”

The drunken murmur became smaller and smaller, and Li Zimu quickly became overwhelmed by alcohol. Her body swayed and she fell softly.

Tang Chen, who had been on alert all the time, couldn't care about anything else at the moment. He quickly grabbed her and asked in a panic:

“Miss Li, are you alright?”

“Miss Li?”

“...”

With the beauty in his arms, Li Zimu did not react at all, and was obviously drunk.

Tang Chen hugged her, his expression a little restrained.

He stood there foolishly, and after hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth and decided to take Li Zimu back to settle down first.

“Waiter! Check out!”

“Coming! Guest, your table... Huh? Is the lady drunk? Do you need me to lend a hand?”

“No need, just call for a carriage.”

“Alright! I'll go right away!”

“...”

The door opened and closed several times, and before long, Li Zimu was carried into the carriage and headed straight for the detached courtyard in the west of the city.

Although Tang Chen carried her all the way from the restaurant to the carriage, he was always well-behaved, moving with utmost care, and not touching any place he shouldn't.

As for Li Zimu, who was carefully taken care of and had already “passed out”...

Her eyes were slightly closed, a few strands of long hair fell on the side of her face, and there was a faint, almost imperceptible smile on the corner of her mouth.

ps: Please, male and female classmates, do not maliciously use the techniques described in this chapter, thank you for your cooperation!