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Zhao Changhe’s words landed differently between them.
To Ye Jiuyou and Piaomiao, it felt like he had taken advantage of Ye Wuming’s weakness, pressing in when she was most vulnerable. It did not seem all that satisfying, and it certainly was far from conquest. They felt that Ye Wuming would not truly accept it, and Zhao Changhe was definitely not the kind of man to take pleasure in that kind of hollow dominance.
But to Ye Wuming herself, hearing his words left her feeling complicated.
She could hear how Zhao Changhe truly saw her beneath his words. There was something different in how he spoke of her.
She was not just one more woman. She was something elevated in his eyes. This was what he meant when he referred to her as his final boss, and a role such as that simply carried a kind of sacredness.
Once that image was broken, once the boss fell from her pedestal, it would not be the same. He would not want that version of Ye Wuming anymore.
It was like gamers back on Earth. Some would brag about beating a dungeon boss before it got nerfed, while others who came after, when it was easier, found the victory tasteless. They were given the same rewards and got the same outcome, but it was not the same, and the difference here was extremely difficult to explain to non-gamers.
Ye Wuming had consumed plenty of media from Earth, but she had never played games. She did not quite understand that particular sentiment. To her, it sounded simply like affection—he liked her enough that he did not want to see her diminished.
That, too, was a kind of sacredness.
Meanwhile, Ye Jiuyou continued, “Fine, I never liked being fused with her anyway. Who wants to fuse with a bitch?”
Ye Wuming: “…”
“I only insisted out of spite. Seeing her flustered and furious was just too damn funny,” said Ye Jiuyou. “But since even you think we should split, then fine, we’ll give it...
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