“Pff… turn off the valve! Someone! Turn off the water—cough cough cough!!”
The high-pressure water gun sprayed straight at Su Yichen, instantly soaking him into a drenched mess.
The marble floor of the manor was already slippery. Under the force of the water, Su Yichen lost his balance and dragged the butler beside him down to the ground.
The servants screamed and scattered everywhere—but Su Qian didn’t spare a single one.
Easy. Just a casual sweep.
Even that handsome bodyguard from earlier—she swept the water gun across and drenched him too.
Heh. She quite liked wet-shirt aesthetics.
Especially black suits and white shirts like that~
In her gown, she held the water gun like a machine gun, continuously blasting Su Yichen on the ground while slowly walking toward him in her high heels.
“Apologize.”
She stood right in front of him.
“Cough cough… you crazy woman…!”
Su Qian smiled faintly and turned the pressure up another notch, aiming straight at his face.
“I said—apologize!”
The freezing water slammed into Su Yichen’s handsome face, distorting it into a pained expression.
“I’m wrong… I’m sorry…! Cough cough cough!”
He couldn’t even get up, completely subdued on the spot.
Su Qian curved her lips.
“Wrong about what?”
She clearly had no intention of letting him off so easily.
The butler nearby struggled to get up, but Su Qian swept the water gun again and knocked him right back down.
“Stay still,” she warned.
She had read in the novel exactly how coldly this butler treated the original host. And all those servants daring to treat her badly? It was all with his silent approval.
She wasn’t going to tolerate that.
The butler trembled and didn’t dare move.
Su Qian turned the water gun back to Su Yichen.
“…I shouldn’t have blamed you!” Su Yichen shouted through the spray. “You’re the victim! It’s Muyao who interfered in your relationship! Okay?!”
The “victim” Su Qian smiled.
“You call her Muyao so affectionately. Who’s your real sister again?”
“You… you are…”
“And who am I?”
“Su Qian! That’s enough!”
“So you call her Muyao, but call me Su Qian?” she sneered. “Call me Qianqian.”
“…?”
“Call it!”
The water gun aimed at his face again.
“Cough cough cough!! Qianqian! Fine!!”
“Not gentle enough. Still doesn’t count.”
According to the book, Su Yichen was terrified of water. He had once nearly drowned in a pool and was saved by Su Muyao, which is what “completely captured” him emotionally.
Su Qian scoffed.
What a pointless setup.
She wasn’t his delicate little sister—she preferred kicking people when they were already down.
After forcing him to call her “Qianqian” three times while choking on water, she finally turned off the water gun.
“Remember this next time—stop siding with outsiders,” she said lightly, stepping over him.
Before leaving, she reached out and casually patted the wet bodyguard’s abs.
“Don’t forget—come to my room tonight~”
……
Even after being blasted by water, Su Yichen didn’t have the strength to argue anymore.
Su Qian returned to her room following the body’s memory and sat down on the sofa, immediately going online.
In the original plot, when the male and female leads officially announced their relationship, the original host was already dead.
The Su family, under the excuse of “protecting her,” had actually been hiding her from the media. In reality, it was because Su Muyao cried to the family, saying she was afraid of online hate, and the family indulged her.
So the original host obediently stayed in a private aristocratic school, almost unknown to the outside world.
That’s why when the leads announced their relationship, everyone assumed the engagement was between the Ji and Su families’ beloved daughter—Su Muyao.
No one even knew the Su family had another daughter.
Their post broke the internet with praise and blessings.
But now things were different.
The supposedly “dead” real heiress had beaten a movie emperor with a manure shovel in front of the media. The “pure and innocent” Su family princess had overnight become the “fake daughter and third wheel.”
The internet had exploded.
Fans were desperately trying to control the narrative, while netizens swarmed the drama like sharks. The footage went viral everywhere and even crashed the internet twice.
And Su Qian—the real heiress—entered the scene as a total disaster, with people saying she had clearly lost her mind.
Her response?
Perfect.
Only a madwoman didn’t have to care about anything.
Total destruction mode: activated.
Seeing how lively her account had become, Su Qian opened a livestream.
The luxurious suite, expensive decor, and that stunning face instantly stunned viewers.
The livestream surged past ten thousand viewers in seconds and kept climbing.
[?? Who is this??]
[Su Qian??? The legendary real heiress??]
[What is she doing??]
[Isn’t this the crazy woman who went off on Ji Yuhan earlier? Why isn’t she in jail yet??]
Su Qian immediately spotted a CP fan named “MuYuIsReal” and replied bluntly:
“Your brother Ji probably doesn’t have time to call the police—he’s busy washing the manure off himself.”
The chat exploded with question marks and laughter.
Then she continued:
“Let me say this in advance to fans of Su Muyao and Ji Yuhan.”
“You can like your cheating actor and fake white lotus all you want. I don’t care. After all, if you want to shove manure into your own mouth, no one’s going to stop you.”
“But don’t come into my livestream asking for trouble. You’re acting like you’re sick.”
“And I’m here to sell products anyway. If you want to boost my traffic for free, I’m totally fine with that.”
The viewer count skyrocketed—nearly 100,000.
Then, just as everyone thought she might be done—
The elegant heiress smiled softly and pulled something huge into frame.
A… fertilizer shovel.
Clean. Newly “borrowed” from the Su family garden.
The chat froze.
“Same model fertilizer shovel used to beat the movie emperor—want it?! Type ‘WANT’ in the chat!!”
“Today’s special deal for family members—only 19.9! Get the same scandal weapon used by the cheating actor!”
“Three… two… one—link up!!”