Cao Chuan suddenly recalled the slogan from the Dove chocolate commercial.
At this moment—
So silky smooth~
Song Keran’s cheeks were flushed bright red. After just a few seconds, she hurriedly tried to move Cao Chuan’s hand away. Cao Chuan’s brows furrowed slightly, “What, do you find my hands dirty?”
“No, no! That’s not what I meant,” Song Keran panicked, instantly stopping her attempt to remove his hand.
“First, you steal my confidential information. Then you try to fool me like I’m an idiot. Now you claim you want to make it up to me, yet you’re still full of excuses. Is this what you call giving your all?” Cao Chuan gave her a sharp tug.
“Ah~” Song Keran cried out softly, her delicate brows twitching from pain. Yet despite this, she forced herself to endure the discomfort and explained with a hint of humiliation, “N-no, Young Master Cao… I truly mean it. I sincerely want to make it up to you—as long as you’re willing to forgive me.”
Cao Chuan placed one hand on her head, looking down at her from above, “Then do you know what you’re doing right now is making me burn with anger?”
Song Keran immediately understood the implication behind his words. The image of a famous scene from a certain Lin Kun film flashed through her mind. She held her breath and, glancing at Cao Chuan’s lower half, quickly shook her head in panic, “No, please don’t do this, Young Master Cao! If it’s any other compensation, I’ll do my best, but this… I truly can’t do it right now!”
“So, you’re bargaining with me?” Cao Chuan stared at her intently.
Gone was the cold and composed goddess—Song Keran, overwhelmed by Cao Chuan’s oppressive aura, couldn’t even look him in the eye. Her gaze darted around in fear, “It’s not bargaining… I just really can’t accept it. You know me, Young Master Cao. I’ve had many pursuers over the years, but I’ve kept myself pure. This… it’s too much for me all at once. Please, just give me a bit of time to process…”
But before she could finish, Cao Chuan cut her off coldly, “Give you time? You still haven’t figured out the situation?”
“You stole confidential information from me, Cao Chuan, and I caught you red-handed!”
“If I leak even the slightest detail about this, you won’t be able to stay in Zhonghai. No doctor will dare treat your mother’s illness ever again!”
Feeling Song Keran’s heartbeat accelerate wildly once again, Cao Chuan leaned in close to her pale face, “Secretary Song, if I recall correctly, your mother doesn’t have much time left, does she?”
“You agreed to become that woman’s spy beside me because she promised you the best doctors in Zhonghai, right?”
“If I expose what happened today, all of that turns to dust.”
Song Keran’s heartbeat grew even more frantic.
Cao Chuan said, his breath practically brushing her lips, “Surely you don’t want that to happen, do you?”
Song Keran’s body trembled violently.
A few seconds later, she finally gave in. Her eyes closed, face tinged with humiliation, and she slowly leaned toward Cao Chuan.
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[To avoid adding workload to the review team, three onomatopoeia, four nouns, five verbs, and sixty thousand characters have been omitted.]
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Cao Chuan’s lips curled into a sinister smile.
[Very good.]
[With that, the first target is successfully in the bag. The reward for my first act as a villain will be credited soon.]
That’s right—he wasn’t the real Cao family heir. He was a transmigrator.
This world was a novel—a female-centric modern urban business novel with a dominant female lead.
Back then, after reading the original novel, Cao Chuan had been enraged by the tragic fate of the character with his same name. In a fit of fury, he wrote a thousand-word scathing review. That ended up triggering the villain system, and he found himself in this world, replacing the original.
The villain system he was bound to told him: as long as he acted like a true villain—arrogant, domineering, doing whatever he wanted—he would be rewarded.
Moreover, if he could rewrite his destiny and laugh until the end of the book, he would receive a hidden grand prize and be allowed to bring all his gains and beauties from this world back into reality, freely traveling between the novel and the real world.
This time, he set the trap for two reasons. First, to earn a reward from the system by performing a villainous act. Second, to fully take down Song Keran and lay the groundwork for rewriting his fate.
Because according to the original plot, even though Secretary Song had questionable loyalty early on, her professional capabilities were top-notch.
More importantly, she was a crucial pawn placed beside the destined protagonist of this world—Lin Wanrong.
With her assistance, not only could he lighten his future burdens, but he could also mislead Lin Wanrong and Cao Hai with fake signals.
Third, this cold and aloof former campus belle happened to be the one Cao Hai, his idiotic brother, was head-over-heels for.
If nothing unexpected happened, the spy within his own team of bodyguards would likely report to Cao Hai shortly.
By then, Cao Hai would surely lose control, and Lin Wanrong might even rush over in person.
Which would give him the perfect opportunity to deliver a shocking blow to both of them—and create momentum for the upcoming battle for the Cao family heir position, which would take place in just an hour.
As for the fourth reason… Song Keran was just too damn beautiful. Letting a stunner like her go would be a crime against nature.
Now that Song Keran had completely surrendered, Cao Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
[Original body, rest in peace. I will avenge you.]
[As for your white moonlight… I will keep her.]
……
Meanwhile, on the other side—while Cao Chuan was multitasking and Song Keran had long since submitted—
In the Cao family estate, inside the standalone villa directly facing Cao Chuan’s, a man sat in the living room. He wore an Armani suit, a Gucci belt, a Vacheron Constantin Kallisté limited-edition watch on his wrist, and had his hair slicked back neatly. This effeminate figure was practicing the lines Lin Wanrong had given him earlier, full of confidence.
But when his phone on the table buzzed with a message—saying that Song Keran had been locked in Cao Chuan’s study for a long time—his expression changed instantly.
He immediately forwarded the message to “Aunt Lin Wanrong,” reporting the situation, then with a gloomy expression, dashed out of the villa toward Cao Chuan’s place at full sprint.