I am a Big Villain

Zhong Li was never married and had no boyfriend. She spent a lot of money in her family to earn money for her father’s medical expenses. She never wanted to talk about a boyfriend, and there was no big moral problem when they were together.

After all, this men-women matter was mutual consent. Zhong Li did not know what she was looking for in the original self, and he just needed the money Zhong Li gave him. One was willing to fight, while the other was willing to get. Everyone would have a good time.

But as it said earlier, the original self was arrogant, and he had an inexplicable nobility. He always felt that he had to sell himself, and Zhong Li was the villain who took advantage of others.

Truthfully, Zhong Li had never done anything excessive to him. The short intimacy between them was a kiss after Zhong Li got drunk. Apart from that, the most intimate act was only holding hands.

Zhong Li took care of him only to look good. She liked him in a white shirt and his clean appearance. Apart from that, she had no other requirements for him.

Initially, he wanted to become a star. Zhong Li agreed and gave him some good resources. Among the newcomers that Tianqi Entertainment focused on training this year was him.

In the beginning, the original self had a good appearance. With the clean and pure boy temperament and unique voice, he won some fans’ support. He gradually fell in love with the feeling of being recognized and liked by the public.

But the circle was so big. It was hardly a secret that he was a little wolfdog8little wolfdogyoung men who were brought up by wealthy and older women raised by Zhong Li.

The Zhong family had whitewashing over the years, but Master Zhong was still alive, which meant that their affairs in the underworld could not be completely broken. It must be known that some black bosses were still the younger brothers of Master Zhong, and they had to sell him face no matter what. So because of this, even Zhong Li’s opponents would not attack her with this kind of thing.

But the other gossips were always indispensable. Those young newcomers who wanted to get ahead were admired and jealous of him. Zhong Li’s friends did not like him. While the original self was gradually climbing up, he felt that Zhong Li’s existence seemed to be a shackle. Everyone would only think that all this was given by Zhong Li no matter how successful he was, and the relationship between them was a time bomb. As soon as it broke out, these fans who once liked him would hate him more.

Gradually, the original self wanted to end this relationship.

But at the same time, he also profoundly realized that he could not compete with a behemoth like the Zhong family at all, and the end of this relationship could only be opened by Zhong Li first.

Because of depression in his heart, whether in acting or singing, he gradually lost energy and ruined many of the good resources Zhong Li gave him. His popularity declined rapidly, and more and more people in the company raised objections.

Zhong Li seemed to see his careful thoughts, almost no tangled, very straightforward to free him.

Before the original self could be happy, he saw a man, who was somewhat similar to him, appeared next to her. The man was older than him and not as good as him. He could not match him only in one point.

That was, he never lost his temper with Zhong Li, and his eyes at Zhong Li were always very gentle.

It should not matter who he was, but the original self could not help feeling sad.

He thought that he was significant to her, but it turned out to be just a dispensable existence.

It followed that the original self felt pressured, and he was not happy.

He got the freedom he wanted, but at the same time, people in the circle also knew that he was President Zhong’s outdated thing.

Even though Zhong Li never wanted to do anything to him, many people around her thought they were clever and wanted to help her teach this ungrateful “pet” a lesson, as well as those who he once despised and offended. They also took advantage of this time to step on him fiercely.

Moreover, the news of him being a cowherd boy in the Blue had spread to the Internet. Many photos taken by taking advantage of his position had created the image of being promiscuous with different rich women for money. Soon, the original self became the existence that everyone shouted and beat on the Internet.

His endorsements were gone, and all contracts he signed got invalidated. Because of his image problems, he had been sued for compensation by many endorsers. His small savings were gone, and he owed a lot of debt.

In the end, Zhong Li paid off the money for him.

At this time, the original self did realize that, in fact, except that Zhong Li was a few years older than him, there never was a time when she did not deserve him in appearance and family. He was the one who climbed up. No wonder Zhong Li’s friends did not think much of him.

Thinking of himself once taking the money given by Zhong Li but acting arrogant and lofty in front of her, the original self did regret his past deeds.

He wanted to restore his relationship with Zhong Li, but it was too late because the man Zhong Li truly liked was back.

It turned out that Zhong Li took a fancy to him just because he looked a lot like Su Can, the handsome schoolmate Zhong Li liked when she was a student, and that was the man who appeared next to Zhong Li after he separated from her.

At that time, the Zhong family had not fully got rid of their influence of criminal activities, and the handsome schoolmate’s father was a national cadre. Due to his identity, there was no future between them.

Then, the handsome schoolmate’s father got arrested for corruption, and he went abroad to study before his father’s accident, and he came back, until now.

The original self was very lost, and how could he be proud to be a stand-in? Although he was a stand-in from beginning to end and never invested in this relationship, he could not bear it.

What was more, now he realized that he had a crush on Zhong Li. How could he watch her be with a man who did not know whether he was good or bad?

After that, he did so many wrong things, just like those vicious supporting male leads in romance novels. He used various methods to intervene between Zhong Li and Su Can. He even took out a few photos of Zhong Li and exposed them to the media, trying to let everyone know that he and Zhong Li were a couple. Under the pressure of public opinion, he wanted to separate them.

He did a lot until Zhong Li was utterly disappointed and disgusted with him.

After that, the original self died in a car accident that appeared to be deliberate. Before his death, he saw the driver get out of the car and saw his relief and joy when he lost his breath.

“My wish is to be a perfect little wolfdog.”

In the space of consciousness, the client of this mission appeared in front of Yan Chu.

Yan Chu:

He felt that he could not take on such a fresh and refined Main Mission.

“Little Pear should like me. I used to be so bad-tempered that I always pushed her away. Now I want to understand that I’m indeed a man dependent on her. I have to have professional ethics. If her friends don’t like me, I’ll let them know how worthwhile it is for Little Pear to keep me. If those people in the circle look down on me, I have to tell them, I’m the only man who can be dependent on Little Pear, and no one else can afford it.”

The original body was chattering on, and Yan Chu felt that it was because his previous life was too hard to deal with, and he was out of his mind. He thought it out every time, but it was him who was embarrassed.

To live off a woman and be a qualified little wolfdog.

Yan Chu felt that this garbage system would pit himself more and more.

“My second wish is to find the real culprit who killed me in the first place, but this task isn’t mandatory. Your main mission is to make Little Pear happy and make her like you wholeheartedly. You don’t need to pay attention to Su Can, who we don’t if he is good or evil. That man isn’t as good as me. He must not be sincere to Little Pear.”

What was the relationship between good looks and sincerity?

Yan Chu made a question mark in his heart, and his face was expressionless.

“In truth, if I could, I’d prefer that I’m the one who gets to make Little Pear feel happy rather than you who play me. It’s a pity.”

Before he finished speaking, the original self turned into a phantom and disappeared.

“Ding— Main Mission, to be Zhong Li’s perfect little wolfdog, to depend on her to the end, reward 1,200 points for completing the mission, to be locked up in the small Dark Room for 100 years for failing the mission. Side Mission, to find out the truth of the original self’s murder, reward 800 points for succeeding the mission, no punishment for failing the mission.”

After Yan Chu absorbed the world’s outline and the original self’s memory, 007 appeared.

“007, since those wishers have their own wishes, why can’t they realize it by themselves?”

Yan Chu said a question that he always wanted to ask.

“Usually, the wishers have their souls broken or unable to perform their tasks. For example, in Yan Aotian of the film emperor’s world, you can’t ask a husky to complete the task. Also, Yan Chu of the general’s world killed too many people. The blood in his soul is too heavy, and an ordinary body can’t bear such a soul at all. Because their obsession is too deep, they will ask the executor to help them complete their unfulfilled desires, and as a cost, their souls will merge with the Lord God, becoming the energy that maintains the space of the system.”

It was not a big secret, so 007 answered him without much thought.

So, their souls dissipated?

Every time Yan Chu finished a task, he would get stripped of the immediate world’s emotion, and the emotional fluctuations that could eventually remain in his mind were rare.

Therefore, when he recalled the stupid Yan Aotian or the tragic General Yan, he had little emotion, just like watching a story that nothing to do with him.

But did not know why, as soon as Yan Chu thought of the last outcome of those people, he could not help feeling palpitations.

“You’re just the executor of the task, and all the clients are ready to pay the price when they issue the entrustment. The reason why you can receive the mission is that for them, the payment and the final result are worthy of you, and what you have to do is to let their payment not be wasted.”

007 saw Yan Chu’s abnormality. Many executors would have Yan Chu’s emotional changes in this period. As an experienced system, it also knew how to mediate the host’s mood.

“I see.”

Yan Chu closed his eyes, “Let’s start this mission.”

As 007 said, it seemed that only the perfect completion of the mission, for those wishers, was what they wanted to see most.

007 was very satisfied that its Host No. 17 could recover fast and kicked him out of the space of consciousness without saying much.

“That garbage Host No. 3 said she’s a pampered imperial concubine. Pampered imperial concubine, as long as she seduced the emperor alone, but what’s she doing*2doing*from 干 [gàn] that can mean as to do or to f*ck (vulgar) now? I needed to stop her indecent hands on the Taifu68TaifuThe Grand Tutor.”

007 roared and then disappeared into the void. It was obviously worried.

Of course, Yan Chu did not see this scene.

Back in the mission world, Yan Chu fell into a wry smile for a while as he looked at the key in his hand.

Little wolfdog, this experience was wondrous enough.

“President Zhong, at 2 p.m., the department managers meeting. A Moby Company representative will come to the company to discuss the China-USA co-production film at 4 p.m. At 7 p.m., the Chairman of Gao Bi Gao, Gao Zhang’s golden wedding anniversary banquet. Are you sure you want to attend? We’ve arranged for the designer to come and do the styling for you before 6 p.m., but do you need a male partner?”

Zhong Li looked at the documents on the desk while her secretary reported to her about today’s schedule.

“Fifteen minutes ago, Mr. Zhong called and wanted you to attend a family dinner tomorrow evening. Would President Zhong like to postpone the dinner with the film emperor Zhang Tianze?”

After the secretary had finished reporting, she stood quietly aside, waiting for the president’s order.

Although President Zhong was only 29 this year, her loftiness was no worse than those old foxes who were already involved in the business world for decades. Her short hair is neat, her perfect suit, and her superior imposing manner. If the little secretary had not had a boyfriend who has been with her for many years, she would be bent.

I heard that Mr. Zhong used to be in the dark. President Zhong did not inherit Mr. Zhong’s appearance but inherited her mother, who was once a porn star. But in terms of loftiness, she was the same as Mr. Zhong.

Two words, domineering and impressive, she did not know what kind of man could be liked by President Zhong.

The little secretary involuntarily looked at her boss. She thought about more than a week ago when she suddenly asked to give a sum of money to a third-year male student in the Film Academy and gave him 500,000 Yuan at the beginning of each month. It was hard for the little secretary not to be paranoid about such unexpected behavior.

Zhong Li rubbed her aching forehead and put down her pen.

Her father wanted to call her home for dinner. It was positively not as simple as an ordinary family dinner.

After she was twenty-eighth, this kind of dinner almost happened every few days. They were all disguised under the family dinner skin without exception, while they were for her to find a boyfriend.

He was the one who had guarded his property to the death beforehand, and now it was him who was anxious to hold his grandson.

Zhong Li also understood that her father was indeed old. He was seventy-nine, and he might be gone someday. He did not want his grandchildren to be crazy.

Sometimes she felt annoyed and considered whether to go abroad for direct artificial insemination and then found a surrogate mother to have a few children for him to play with.

However, it seemed unfair to the child. Before she was ready to be a mother, she did not consider making a child.

“Tell my old father that there’s something important in the company that unable to push away.”

Zhong Li frowned, and her sharp, slightly heroic, sword eyebrows slanted upwards: “Go and buy another box of Qiweizhai’s red bean cake for my old father.”

When Zhong Qinglong was young, he was resounding like a hero. He did not touch anything sweet. But since he got older, his hobbies have reversed. But there were all kinds of hypertension and hyperlipidemia indispositions. He could not eat too many sweets. Anyway, with Zhong Li’s mother at home watching, there was almost no fat bigger than the size of her fingernail, and no meals with sugar content exceeding healthful standards would appear.

Her old father was awfully restrained. Occasionally he sneaked out to relieve his gluttony. Seeing that he was choking hard, his wife and daughter would let him go.

Zhong Li thought that her old father had not gone out recently, and for the sake of standing him up, bought him a box of red bean cakes to coax him.

“Remember to halve the sugar and butter when the patissier makes it.”

Zhong Li thought and warned repeatedly.

“I know for Mr. Zhong, what about the male partner?” The secretary kept it in mind, thinking, the red bean cake with the sugar and butter halved, did that still have the soul of the red bean cake?

“Male partner?”

Zhong Li did not know how, but she was thinking of the boy she had never seen again after being “brought up” by her.

“Call Yan Chu and ask him to come to the company at 6 p.m. By the way, when people send clothes, they will send some clothes that a boy of 1.8 meters tall with a standard body can wear. The boy’s temperament is very clean. Let the designer figure it out.”

She thought about the boy she saw in the Blue on that day and said to her secretary.

“Okay, President Zhong.”

The secretary wrote down everything she had to do, and then she was ready to go out.

“Let Assistant Qin make me a cup of coffee later.”

Zhong Li was very tired at the moment. Recently, there were too many things in the company. Last night, she only took a nap in the office lounge for two hours. Now she was dizzy and had dinner to attend. She could not support herself without coffee.

“Make it thicker.”

“Okay, President Zhong.”

The secretary looked at the girl who had been working hard for 13 years. She nodded and went out.

“Boil it over high heat for an hour, then add salt-“

The TV in the living room was on loudly, showing the food tutorial that Yan Chu had previously recorded while he was in the kitchen, making the famous soup of a nourishing stomach according to the steps on the TV.

“It’s all the same steps. How can this soup taste so fishy?”

Wearing a Hello Kitty apron, Yan Chu worried about a pot of freshly cooked soup.

If this kind of soup was for the golden master to drink, it was pretty clear that this little wolfdog was unqualified.

The appointed one drank most of the soup, and the rest was too much to drink, then poured it into the sink. It was unknown how many pots of soup got wasted these days.

Yan Chu was a little lucky that the golden master did not visit him these days, which gave this little wolfdog more time for self-cultivation.

“Ring, ring.”

When the alarm clock rang, Yan Chu looked at his watch. Now it was a fixed time for fitness every day. As an excellent little wolfdog, he must have a healthy and beautiful body.

Six-pack abs were standard, and eight-pack abs were excellent. One abdominal muscle was the disgrace of the wolfdog class. Fortunately, the original self did exercise often. When Yan Chu came, the other’s abdominal muscles were not visible, but at least, they were not big fat.

He took off his cute little apron, wore a simple T-shirt, but forgot to walk to the gym. When he passed the living room, he did not forget to turn off the TV.

Although saving money for the golden master was an unnecessary criterion for a little wolfdog, the caring little wolfdog was always more likable to the golden master.

Yan Chu kept in mind the information he found on the Internet these days, and he was embarrassed.

After entering the Blue, the original self did not live in the dormitory. Instead, he found a one-bedroom apartment outside. Even the rent for a house less than 30 m2 was nearly 2,000 Yuan a month in the mirage where land was extremely costly.

After Yan Chu came, he chose to sublet the house with a three-month lease term without any hesitation. He packed his bags and went to the nest that the golden master gave him.

Speaking of small, it was too contemptuous of Zhong Li, the richest female in Asia. The other side casually took out an apartment of more than 200 m2. A specialized designer should have designed this big flat. The ultra-large space had only one master bedroom and one side room. The rest of the room got converted into a large study and a bathroom with a luxurious bathtub.

The gym was not big, but there was still some elementary fitness equipment. It seemed to cater to the character of the house’s owner. The overall decoration color was gray, cold yet realistic, desolate yet rational, with clear lines, hardly too much decoration.

He had to go to the supermarket several times to buy quilts and pillows in the bedroom, also all kinds of toiletries in the bathroom since there was only basic furniture and electrical appliances when Yan Chu came in. The kitchen cabinets were empty and did not even have a pot.

The original self was so poor that he did not have a car. In the first few days when he moved in, Yan Chu did a lot of bitter work.

Now he did not have much money. The money he saved and the money Zhong Li gave him had made him call his parents of this world so that they could have surgery as soon as possible.

Fortunately, according to the original self’s memory, Aunt Yan immediately agreed to the kidney transplant after receiving the money. Moreover, the operation went smoothly, and the rejection reaction that he had worried about did not happen. Until the original self died, his father was healthy.

Now he only had some living expenses that could cover his daily living expenses. Yan Chu wondered whether he should make some money for himself before the golden master remembered him.

The self-reliant little wolfdog, thinking about it, was a bit inspirational.