You want to go instead?
She mimicked a posture she had seen before, acting coy, “And I won’t tell anyone, especially not Gu Xiyue.”
“Pfft!” Fei Yangyao nearly spat blood. His face turned dark as he said, “Is that what you should be thinking about right now?”
You’re the female lead! Think about it—what kind of female lead throws herself at the villain? This is completely upside down!
And now you’re even threatening me?
“Go, go, go! Get her to rest!” Fei Yangyao, suffering internal injury from sheer frustration, didn’t want to argue further.
He took both of them back to the villa. When he tossed A’Jiu onto the guest bed, he was still speechless.
Fei Yangyao felt like A’Jiu was his nemesis. And Jiang Anran… even more so. He really couldn’t figure her out. What on earth was this female lead thinking?
First, she came to the Fei family to work as a maid, which already sounded suspicious. Her previous job paid poorly, barely enough to survive, and the boss wasn’t exactly kind. But at least she didn’t have to deal with some rich heir’s attitude.
Look at this contract she signed—it’s practically a deed of sale!
And now, she was actively offering herself?
What, is Fei Yangyao that charming? So much that a principled and self-reliant female lead is throwing herself at him?
If Fei Yangyao were really that charming, would he be the villain in the original novel?
Ye Chen wouldn’t even be qualified to polish his shoes!
He couldn’t understand it. No matter how he thought about it, it didn’t make sense.
Fine, if it doesn’t make sense, then forget it.
Fei Yangyao decided to find a chance later to either send Jiang Anran away or sneak off himself. Otherwise… was he really going to let A’Jiu have his child?
After all, he just wanted to lower Jiang Anran’s impression of him a little, make a tiny exception by slightly deviating from his infatuated persona. But if things really got out of hand, even if Ye Chen didn’t kill him, the Heavenly Dao would.
A’Jiu was one of Ye Chen’s keys to a breakthrough.
What excuse could he use?
[Mission Description: Jiang Anran’s tattered, faded school uniform is far beneath the status of someone serving in the Fei family. It severely damages the reputation and image of the Fei family’s young master. As the future heir of the Fei family, preserving the family’s image is of utmost importance. Therefore, this shopping trip is urgent.]
[Mission Requirement: Purchase no fewer than fifteen sets of clothing for Jiang Anran, including at least seven maid outfits.]
Perfect timing! Fei Yangyao glanced at her worn and faded uniform. This mission couldn’t have come at a better moment.
“Jiang Anran, your clothes won’t do. How can someone working for Young Master Fei wear something like that?” Fei Yangyao handed her a black-gold card. “Ditch that old uniform. Go buy twenty sets of clothes.”
To be safe, buying more was better. He had plenty of money anyway.
“But Young Master Fei, these clothes are still good. I can still wear them. Why buy so many?” she asked.
Still wearable?
Did you hear that?
Jiang Anran was good in every way, except she was too frugal. Probably because she grew up poor. Even when she returned to her wealthy family later, she remained meticulous and reluctant to spend.
Fei Yangyao knew that if he didn’t go with her, Jiang Anran might circle the entire mall and still be unwilling to buy even one set.
Either way, whether he sent her away or slipped off himself, he just needed to not face the situation in the bed.
“Alright, enough talk. I’ll go with you. Since you’re working for Young Master Fei, you represent the Fei family’s image. You can’t go out looking like that and embarrass us. Wouldn’t that just be throwing our family’s reputation in the mud?”
“But…” Jiang Anran wanted to say more, but Fei Yangyao interrupted, “Enough with the buts. Let’s go, to the mall.”
“…Fine,” Jiang Anran said reluctantly, following Fei Yangyao to the shopping mall.
Today’s winner—Fei Yangyao.
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Outside the hospital, just a few steps from the intersection, a shopkeeper by the roadside was flipping through a niche magazine, completely ignoring the commotion outside and reading a serialized novel intently, “The following section may be a bit extreme. Please proceed with caution…”
“Excuse me, are you Ye Chen?” a police car blocked Ye Chen, who was about to head elsewhere to buy medicine. A few officers stepped out.
“What?!” Ye Chen was already in a foul mood, and now he flared up. Both upstairs and downstairs. Visit g.com for the full chapter.
“We received a report from the public. You are suspected of provoking a disturbance and are under arrest. Please come with us,” two officers said seriously, showing their badges.
“Get lost!” Ye Chen impatiently waved his hand and shoved them away.
But then, he felt a surge of power rising uncontrollably from within, like something was waiting to burst at a dam’s edge, about to be released.
No… not now… not this!
A wave of despair surged in Ye Chen’s chest. He shut his eyes tightly, trying to block out all sound and calm himself, focusing on suppressing the erupting force.
However, facing Ye Chen’s arrogance and repeated resistance despite several warnings, the officers exchanged glances and decided not to tolerate it further.
They moved in quickly, pinned Ye Chen to the ground, and without hesitation, took out a pair of gleaming silver handcuffs to restrain him.
“Clack~ Pfft pfft pfft~”
Just as the cuffs clicked into place, something completely unexpected happened—Ye Chen’s body seemed to unleash a floodgate. A torrent of greenish-yellow liquid gushed out violently.
The onlookers by the roadside pointed and whispered, “Did you see that? Down there…” “Eww, that’s disgusting.”
As the unstoppable force poured from below and mocking voices rose around him, Ye Chen’s pride took a brutal hit.
Enraged, he struggled desperately, but with that sputtering mess below, his strength gave out. His weak spot left unprotected, not even Tyson could save him now. The officers swiftly subdued him.
“This…” The officers had seen plenty in their time, but this scene was a first. “Clean him up first, then take him to see a doctor.”
…
Inside the police station.
Ye Chen was filled with fury and humiliation. “Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! How could I, Ye Chen, suffer such disgrace!”
He couldn’t believe it. He, someone who once roamed freely in the Dragon King Hall, capable of sinking enemies into the sea without consequence, had been arrested over some minor “disturbance”?
What made it even worse was the utter humiliation he’d suffered today—something he had never experienced before.
His anger burned. He swore that once he got out, he would make the breakfast shop owner’s life worse than death and erase the two people who dragged him into this mess.
Still, even with that, the hatred in his heart wouldn’t fade.
What Ye Chen didn’t even realize himself was that deep inside, a resentment toward A’Jiu had already started to rise, quietly intensifying.