That night, Lu Sheng couldn't sleep.
He lay in bed, eyes wide open, Jiayi's smiling face flashing in his mind—first with Chen Xiao, now with Zhou Qi. Her manipulation wasn't a mistake. It was a pattern.
She plays people like puppets... and we all let her.
But not anymore.
Lu Sheng sat up, grabbed his laptop, and opened WeChat.
Within minutes, he had created a new account. A completely fake persona—name, profile picture, and even a carefully crafted backstory. The guy was handsome, mysterious, confident—the type Jiayi always fell for.
Username: "Mr.Gray"
He even added a few aesthetic posts to make the profile look real—luxury photos, soft captions, and cryptic stories.
Then, he found Jiayi's profile.
Without hesitation, he sent a friend request.
It didn't even take an hour.
Jiayi accepted.
Hook, line, and sinker.
He waited another day before sending a message.
> "Saw you at the mall the other day. Couldn't stop looking. Thought I'd regret it if I didn't try to know you."
A risky move—but it sounded like the kind of bold flirt Jiayi wouldn't ignore.
And sure enough…
> "Oh? You should've said hi."
"Didn't want your boyfriend to beat me up."
> "Which one?"
Lu Sheng stared at that line.
Which one.
She was shameless. Completely unashamed of playing multiple people.
But now, she was in his game.
> "Lucky me. Maybe you'll let me make up for it sometime."
> "Hmm… I like confident guys."
The trap was set.
And Jiayi?
She had just walked into it.