After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 253: Ordinary People

Girlfriend? Isn't his girlfriend Yu Li?

At that moment, Qi Cheng’an and Xin Hao looked like they'd been struck by lightning—their faces stiff, completely speechless.

“How is that possible.”

This was clearly Limu’s skill.

And…

Staring up at the Black Mist in the room, Xin Hao even stammered a little, “You… how can you bring your skill out of the dungeon too?”

That only made him even more certain—this was definitely Limu’s Black Moon.

Because that woman back then could do the same thing.

Just as he finished speaking, a faint sound came from the door.

The doorknob was gently twisted by someone.

With a soft “creak,” the door opened, and the girl who said she was going downstairs to buy ointment ten minutes ago was now standing there with a smile.

She held her phone to her ear, like she was chatting with someone.

Realizing something, Xin Hao’s expression turned dark as he suddenly looked at Bo Jingmo’s hand.

But Bo Jingmo didn’t try to hide anything. In fact, he even lit up the screen on purpose.

Sure enough, the call interface was clearly displayed on the screen.

These two were working together to trap them!

But why? Who the hell is Yu Li? He couldn’t feel a single trace of the system on her.

So he asked in a low voice, “Are you a player too? What does Bo Jingmo’s skill have to do with you?”

Or rather, what exactly is your relationship with Limu? freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Yu Li slipped her phone back into her pocket and smiled when she heard that. “Uncle Xin, why so serious? It’s not like we’re planning to go against you.”

“……”

That sounded so familiar.

They’d been eavesdropping from the start, hadn’t they?

Xin Hao’s face darkened. “Why were you spying? If you wanted to know, couldn’t you have just asked openly?”

“Oh?” The girl blinked. “You mean we should’ve asked people who might be out to kill us why they want to kill us?”

“……”

Got it. He understood now.

No wonder Bo Jingmo knew so much—it turns out this girl was the real one behind the scenes.

D**n it, who the h*ll is this girl?

The Black Mist in the room had already receded. Yu Li sat back down, poured herself a glass of water, and took a slow sip.

“I’ve finished my little test,” she said. “Now we can have a proper conversation.”

Seeing the two of them still frozen in place, she casually looked up. Her eyes curved gently, voice respectful but carrying a lazy ease.

“What, do I need to invite you to sit?”

“……”

Eventually, the two pulled out chairs and sat down.

Xin Hao frowned. “Who are you really?”

“You’ve already asked that twice, Uncle.”

Yu Li smiled with curved eyes. “Can’t you feel it? I don’t have a filming system like yours—I’m just an ordinary person.”

“Ordinary people don’t have this kind of power,” Qi Cheng’an leaned back in his chair. “Do you know Limu?”

Yu Li gave a soft laugh. “You could say that.”

“Where is she now?”

“I don’t know.”

“……”

Seeing their faces turn green, Yu Li spoke lazily, “But you should’ve noticed already—Bo Jingmo’s skill has nothing to do with Limu.”

“How is that possible? His skill is Black Moon.”

“Is it that strange to have the exact same skill?” Yu Li propped her chin on her hand, laughing lazily. “Maybe Limu gave it to him. She’s dead anyway, right? No point wasting the skill.”

Then she suddenly looked up with an “ah,” like remembering something. “Oh right, you’re chasing Bo Jingmo because of that, huh?”

Xin Hao opened his mouth to say something, but then heard the girl cheerfully say:

“But there’s one thing I can be sure of—if you really kill Bo Jingmo, Limu will definitely never come back.”

Xin Hao and Qi Cheng’an both froze.

This idea was completely opposite of what Yu Jiao and the others had guessed.

Xin Hao asked, “Why?”

But Yu Li just raised her eyebrows. “No reason.”

She tapped her chin, as if pondering. “If I really had to give you one… let’s just say Limu told me so.”

Moments like this made Xin Hao really wish he could borrow Yu Jiao’s skill.

He was about to ask why they should believe her, but just as the words were about to leave his mouth, he looked into the girl's eyes—eyes that looked just like Limu’s—and swallowed the words back down.

Some people don’t need to prove anything. Just sitting there, they’re convincing enough.

After thinking for a moment, Xin Hao suddenly asked with certainty, “Looks like you’ve known who we are for a while. You waited for us on purpose at the office, didn’t you?”

Yu Li smiled but didn’t answer, which counted as agreement.

Seeing this, Xin Hao continued, “Then why did you reject our invitation at first, and then suddenly agree later?”

“I already told you—my test was done. So now I want to talk properly.”

Xin Hao frowned. Something about that didn’t sit right with him.

But he didn’t have the energy to dwell on it now, and just asked in a low voice, “Talk about what?”

Yu Li sat up a bit straighter, a smile playing at her lips. “About deva, of course.”

Xin Hao suddenly understood. “You’re worried deva will come after Bo Jingmo? Don’t worry, I’ll talk to Yu Jiao. She won’t make a move again.”

After all, their original goal was to bring Limu back. But now that killing Bo Jingmo wouldn’t help, there was no reason to go after him anymore.

But unexpectedly, Yu Li simply shook her head.

“No, I don’t want you to tell deva.”

Xin Hao was dumbfounded. “Huh? Why not?”

You just gonna watch your boyfriend get hunted down by a bunch of people?

Yu Li spoke calmly, “Because they’ve been targeting Bo Jingmo from the beginning. Even if it weren’t about Limu today, they’d find another reason eventually.”

Qi Cheng’an hesitated, “Still, it’s better to give them a heads-up, right? Maybe for Limu’s sake, they might—”

“No need.”

Bo Jingmo, who had been silent this whole time, suddenly spoke. His tone was cool and indifferent.

“If they want to come at me, then I have a reason to kill them.”

Yu Li turned her head and glanced at him, her lips curving slightly.

Looks like her boyfriend was thinking the exact same thing as her.

She reached out under the table and held his hand, which he then clasped tightly.

Bo Jingmo’s expression remained indifferent, giving no hint that he was currently playing with her fingers beneath the table.

“My relationship with deva has never been good. No need for explanations.

If my partner wanted to clarify things, she would’ve gone to deva directly—not have this private meeting with you two.”

Xin Hao and Qi Cheng’an were baffled by that.

If that’s how it is, then what’s the point of talking to them? If they’re not even worried about deva, shouldn’t they be even less concerned about them?

They exchanged a look, both frowning. “So what exactly do you two want?”

Yu Li leaned on Bo Jingmo’s shoulder and smiled with curved eyes:

“Of course—talk business with you.”

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