Villain – Peeking at the Diary, the Female Leads’ Personas Collapse Chapter 230

Chapter 230

Ye Ziyue, a bit annoyed, said, “Then take it. Let’s swap.”

“No way! I thought about it, and you’re worse off than . I heard the Qian Family is full of fat guys. Just thinking about those fat dudes makes mad. I don’t mind fat people—I just hate creepy fat people.”

She actually guessed right. The author designed the Qian Family exactly like that. This family’s motto was basically being creepy and lustful.

They’ve basically ssed with everyone in the entertainnt industry, with so seriously impressive tactics.

This family was created purely for the protagonist to show off and level up. While Chen Fan needs to survive, the protagonist’s growth can’t always rely on Chen Fan. Otherwise, readers would roast the protagonist and criticize the book’s logic. If it’s a life-or-death feud, why keep obsessing over one guy? The story would get monotonous.

This arc’s core was wrapping up the second female lead and setting up the third, so it needed to be described carefully.

Liu Feifei frantically shook Cao Zishan beside her and said, “Sis, my dear sister, help figure sothing out. I don’t want to go on this date. I’m so stressed. I don’t want to go!”

“They haven’t even invited you. Why are you freaking out?”

“They did! Just now, he texted asking what I’m doing. What do I do? If I keep talking, doesn’t that an …”

Cao Zishan grabbed the phone, quickly typed, “I’m kinda stressed. I just want to stay ho today,” and tossed the phone aside, ignoring it.

“That’s it?”

“Yeah, what else is there?”

Liu Feifei said, “But if I don’t go out, won’t that …”

Cao Zishan said, “Relax, it’s no big deal. Leave it to . It’s a small thing. I already predicted this. Easy fix.”

What happens when the female lead doesn’t show up for the date? That’s where it gets interesting. Cao Zishan’s calculations were spot-on.

Cao Zishan deduced that specific locations require specific people to appear.

This “specific person” isn’t one individual but a type of person.

A relatively pure woman, the protagonist Ye Aotian, and so thugs—that’s all it takes. As long as these conditions are t, it works.

This theory ca entirely from Xiaolan. After a brief discussion with Lin Qingyue, they reached this conclusion.

If the original date was supposed to be with Lin Qingyue but Xiaolan’s appearance didn’t disrupt things, then Liu Feifei could also find a substitute.

That substitute being Xiaoyu.

Because of Xiaoyu’s existence, Ye Aotian had another option, plus so emotional foundation. And since she was a celebrity, the theory held so water.

To prove this theory, it naturally needed testing.

Today was the day to test it. Cao Zishan was still calculating, thinking it might take a few days for results. But unexpectedly, it happened this fast.

The pace of male-oriented novels was seriously underestimated—it’s terrifyingly quick.

Still, it’s fine. Preparations were easy enough. The rain poured outside. After calming down, Liu Feifei went to the living room to play.

Chen Fan, anwhile, was looking at her, holding his phone.

Liu Feifei looked at Chen Fan.

“Big brother, have I gotten prettier?”

“No, I was just wondering if you’re going out today.”

“I’m not going out. Why would I need to go out?”

“No, you need to go out. You can’t stay in. Co on, go out.”

Liu Feifei snuggled up to Chen Fan and said, “Nope, I’m not going out today. Big brother Chen Fan, let stay ho and keep you company, okay?”

“No way. Go out. I’m begging you. Please, as a personal request, just go out. Seriously, I’m begging you—go out!”

“Nuh-uh, I’m staying.”

At that mont, Cao Zishan walked out and said, “Hubby, want to know about so of Ye Aotian’s stuff?”

“Not interested. Why would I care about him?”

“Oh, that’s a sha. I thought you’d be curious about which girl Ye Aotian’s eting.”

Thud.

There’s sothing like that?

Chen Fan frowned and said, “Who?”

“Xiaoyu, haha.”

Who the hell is that?

Chen Fan was full of question marks.

But with a few question marks lingering, he opened his phone and started looking her up. Hmm???

What the hell? This is absurd. If he didn’t know better, he’d think he stumbled onto so sketchy website. Holy crap, what’s with this flood of photos and gossip?

Is the protagonist this bold now? This powerful? This is way too insane!

“When did those two et?”

“Last night. The girl who pulled down Ye Aotian’s pants? That’s Xiaoyu.”

Why the hell am I bothering with these people? How would I know who she is? And with that face full of high-tech enhancents, are you sure the protagonist is into her?

Did I misunderstand sothing? Did I end up in the wrong novel world?

That shouldn’t be the case. Damn, then what’s going on with this plot?

If Liu Feifei doesn’t go out, how can she et anyone?

So how’s the protagonist supposed to show off? Sure, this plot isn’t super tied to the main storyline, but it’s still a mont for the protagonist to flex, right?

It’s kind of a big deal, isn’t it?

And just like that, it’s gone? You guys just cut it off like that?

“Oh, I get it.”

At this mont, Chen Fan wanted to kill himself again. Ever since the female leads’ personalities started changing, he’s been wanting to die almost every day.

Cao Zishan said, “Don’t worry, hubby. If they can have a successful date, I’ll change my last na.”

“What the hell does it matter what your last na is—wait, what did you say?”

“He wants to go out and flirt. How could I let him have it easy? This morning, he made money in the stock market again. I’m pissed, so I’m targeting him. Hubby, you’re not mad, right?”

Why would I be mad?

I’m freaking thrilled!

Chen Fan jumped up and gave Cao Zishan a peck on the cheek.

“Hahaha, you’re a genius!”

Cao Zishan instantly got shy and said, “Aiya, hubby, how could you do that? You’re making blush!”

“Cut it out. Tell your plan. We agreed—anything big, I need to sign off on it.”

Cao Zishan said, “It’s nothing much. I just hired a few thugs to ss with him. I know we can’t directly intervene, but so small-ti punks ruining his date? That’s doable.”

Holy crap, that’s aweso!

“One question: how many people do you think we need?” Chen Fan was asserting his authority as the head of the house.

After all, in the novel’s setup, he’s still the one in control of Cao Zishan.

“Hmm, just four or five should do.”

Cao Zishan said, “Or maybe three or four?”

“Not enough. Get more. A lot more. Got it?”

Cao Zishan imdiately lit up and said, “Got it! Don’t worry, hubby, I’ll get a ton of people. You’ll definitely be satisfied.”

With that, she headed upstairs.

Chen Fan leisurely sipped his coffee, wondering if it was his imagination, but today’s coffee tasted especially good. His mood was especially great.

After going upstairs, Cao Zishan found Zhu Yeqing and said, “I need you to do sothing for .”

“Sure, what is it?”

“Go out and deal with soone. He’s not listening to .”

“Okay. Who is it, and how long will it take?”

“About half an hour should be enough. Go give him a lesson, and he’ll fall in line.”

Zhu Yeqing nodded, made an excuse, and slipped out through the back door.

Soon, in a hotel, a bald guy was kneeling on the floor, trembling and apologizing, his hands shaking as he held the phone.

“H-hello, Cao Zishan.”

“Pretty bold, huh, Luo San? I really didn’t expect you to look down on . What a surprise.”

“N-no, I just had too much to drink!”

“I need you to do sothing, but my na shouldn’t co up.”

Luo San understood and said, “I get it, I get it. Don’t worry, I’ve got this.”

“Do it well, and I’ll get you a good job. You know the Nangong Family, right?”

Luo San instantly perked up and said, “You an the Nangong, the ones who run the casinos?”

“Not as dumb as you look. Yes, the Nangong Family. Do this right, and Nangong Qingyan will show up to play along. Got it?”

Holy crap, the Nangong Family head! My God, , Luo San, actually getting a shot at turning things around?

Luo San said, “Tell , tell . I’ll make sure it’s done.”

Cao Zishan said, “The task is simple. First, you need to keep bothering Xiaoyu. Second, today Xiaoyu has a date with Ye Aotian. You need to bring people to crash it, but you can’t let Ye Aotian know about your connection to Xiaoyu.”

“No way, absolutely not. Xiaoyu is the love of my life. I love her so much.”

What the hell?

Liu Feifei, listening to the call, was dumbfounded. Damn, they actually developed real feelings? Doesn’t that an …?

Liu Feifei looked at Cao Zishan, who pinched her hard.

My husband won’t hit . He’d never give a reason to think he would. Never.

Cao Zishan said, “Soone like you thinks you’re worthy of liking anyone?”

Luo San said helplessly, “W-well … what I an is, since Xiaoyu is my girlfriend, I think this kind of job … you gotta pay extra.”

Well, damn.

Cao Zishan couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Don’t worry. Get this done, and not only will you get a job, you’ll get money too. You like gambling, right? You can work at the casino and gamble all you want.”

“Got it. Uh, how far should I go with Ye Aotian? Beat him to death?”

Cao Zishan said, “Just protect yourself. Don’t lose an arm or a leg. Ye Aotian’s a beast in a fight. You’re there to cause trouble, not to beat him up. You couldn’t even if you tried—dozens or hundreds of you wouldn’t be enough.”

“Then how do I ss with him? Just disrupt things?”

“Figure it out. Do I need to teach you everything?”

Luo San instantly got it.

This was easy—his old line of work.