After Transmigrating into a Professional Bootlicker, I Messed Up - Chapter 69.1

Lin Luo was genuinely angry.

When she first learned that Ji Chi’an had been reading her mind, she had felt an unsettling discomfort, an inexplicable unease. But after thinking about the hardships he must’ve endured because of his ability, she couldn’t bear to throw a fit. And when she realized that, without his mind-reading, her stubborn pride might’ve driven him away and Ning Fei’s schemes could’ve actually harmed her, she found it hard to stay mad. She, after all, had told her own fair share of lies for the sake of her mission. She didn’t feel she had much right to judge him.

Lin Luo had always been soft-hearted. If she disliked someone, she truly disliked them, but if she cared, she cared wholeheartedly.

If Ji Chi’an had just played the pity card a little, Lin Luo would’ve softened. They could’ve set some boundaries—no mind-reading unless absolutely necessary—and with a bit of sweet-talking, she would’ve let it go.

But single for so many years, Ji Chi’an was now not only in a relationship but constantly by her side, basking in her warmth and charm. Seeing her flustered and shy had lowered his defenses, leading him to tease her without thinking. And as a result, he’d seriously miscalculated.

So here he was, standing outside the hotel room, pressing his fingers to his temples. Great. Now his WeChat, phone number, and even private messages on Weibo were all blocked. Sure, he could try talking to her through the wall, but if someone saw, it would only embarrass her further.

Ji Chi’an sighed, shaking his head with a helpless smile. How was he, a grown man, now playing these games with his feisty fiancée?

After knocking a few more times and calling her name with no answer, Ji Chi’an figured she wasn’t letting him in any time soon. He called the front desk to book a room next to hers. He was about to turn off his earpiece but then stopped himself. She was upset about that very thing; he couldn’t make the same mistake again. He’d just have to win her over without “cheating.”

Then he had an idea. While she had blocked him on Weibo, if he posted something, she could still see it. So, Ji Chi’an decided to post his third Weibo update of the year, “@Lin Luo, my wife, I was wrong.”

Lin Luo couldn’t see his direct tag, but she could see everyone else’s responses. Within moments, her notifications were flooded as the post was forwarded and tagged endlessly, landing them both on the trending list. Even Jiahe’s artists, perhaps under orders from someone, collectively shared the post, captioning it with, “Boss’s wife, our boss knows he messed up.”

After the artists posted, their fans picked it up, followed by countless marketing accounts. Soon enough, Weibo was filled with variations of “@Lin Luo, my wife, I was wrong.”

“Why can’t my husband be rich, handsome, romantic, and totally whipped? I’m so jealous!”
“Fighting has never looked so sweet. Do real-life CEOs like this even exist?”
“You think this is a fight? No way. This is straight-up PDA!”
“I swear, I’m choking on all this sweetness! Please, Ji Chi’an, Lin Luo, have mercy on us!”
“Please, Boss’s Wife, forgive him. If you don’t, I’m scared of what else Ji Chi’an might do next.”
“Just marry each other already!”

Lin Luo scrolled through Weibo, practically choking on her own exasperation.

That infuriating Ji Chi’an! Was he a rabid dog or just a shameless flirt? Did he have any dignity left? Was this supposed to be an apology? It was more like public blackmail!

Her WeChat lit up with messages.

[Adorable Qing Qing]: Lin Luo, sis, what happened with you and my brother? Please don’t fight!
[Yuan’er]: Sis, did President Ji do something to make you upset? Tell me, I’ll give him a piece of my mind!
[Old Master Ji]: Lin Luo, what did that rascal Ji Chi’an do to upset you? Tell Grandpa, and I’ll make him pay! Don’t you go hurting yourself over this.
[Fang Xi]: Lin Luo!!! No fighting! Don’t break up my OTP with your bare hands!
[Lu Shaoxing]: Sis-in-law, please, I’m begging you! Do us all a favor and forgive Ji Chi’an. When you two god-like beings fight, we mortals suffer! He’s been driving me insane lately, always meddling in everything!

What was she supposed to say? What could she possibly say?

There’s a saying that family scandals shouldn’t be made public. She’d thought Ji Chi’an, with his dignified reputation, would never stoop to such shameless tactics. But he had done exactly that. Now the whole internet knew him as the CEO hopelessly wrapped around his wife’s finger. How was she supposed to face anyone after this?

She couldn’t just start a full-blown public fight with him. That would only embarrass him and make them both a spectacle. So, she opted for a single-word response, commenting a huffy “Hmph,” to show she was just playing hard-to-get and that everything was fine between them.

She barely finished typing before Ji Chi’an’s reply appeared, “Wifey, check your door.” Naturally, this reply quickly got boosted to the top of the comments by netizens eager for more drama.

Lin Luo felt a headache coming on.

Warily, she made her way to the door, where she found a piece of paper slipped under the frame. Picking it up, she saw the familiar, clean strokes of Ji Chi’an’s handwriting at the top of the page, with three bold words in the center, Self-Reflection Letter.

To my respected Lin Luo, my dearest wife,

I, Ji Chi’an, sincerely apologize and repent for my actions.

1. I should never have abused my mind-reading ability to invade your privacy. It was an extremely disrespectful and shameless act.
2. I should not have teased you after reading your thoughts. You are a goddess, and it was wrong of a mere mortal like myself to tarnish your divine dignity.
3. My earpiece only works when the white light is off. So from now on, you can monitor me at all times to ensure I’m not using this underhanded method.
4. I promise that, except in special situations, I will never use mind-reading on my beloved wife. I will respect you, cherish you, and be honest with you always, with your best interests as my highest priority.

💥 Kliraz’s Explosive Insight Blast (≧▽≦)ゞ💥

Ji Chi’an’s apology via Weibo showcases how social media “apology posts” have become a modern-day spectacle, especially in China where public displays on Weibo can turn personal matters into viral entertainment—pressure, but also public accountability! (･∀･)ﾉﾞ

Ji Chi’an’s “Self-Reflection Letter” echoes an old-school practice in China, where written apologies were once expected to show respect and genuine remorse. He just gave it a modern, love-struck twist. (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

Lin Luo’s mixed reactions—from forgiving to embarrassed to annoyed—reflects classic cognitive dissonance. She wants to be mad but can’t stay mad, showing just how well Ji Chi’an knows her soft spots! And for Ji, this public approach probably feeds his need to control the situation without losing face.

The phrase “wife-controlled CEO” or “wife management” (妻管严 qī guǎn yán) is popular in Chinese media for husbands who are publicly “whipped”—and Ji Chi’an just catapulted himself to new levels. Congrats, Ji! (¬‿¬ )