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

Chapter 94

The scene felt somewhat deliberate, as if these women were silently asking, “So, protagonist, how do you plan on meeting your end?”

Ye Aotian was confused, looking at Mu Jinli in front of him and saying, “I … I didn’t even touch him.”

“No touch? Then how did he go flying? Are you unfamiliar with the rules?” With that, she struck immediately, and before Ye Aotian understood what was happening, he was knocked out cold.

It wasn’t Mu Jinli who struck—it was Ling Yuyan. She had been waiting to beat this guy up for ages and finally had her chance. No way she’d let it slip.

The four women exchanged silent looks of understanding and each kicked him, aiming for the critical areas without mercy. The four of them had long suspected they each had a diary, but it was pointless to talk about it—even if they said something, no one wouldn’t understand a thing.

After their attack, the protagonist was knocked out, and they left without a care.

Who would rescue him? No one was concerned. Everyone was more worried about Chen Fan’s well-being.

Meanwhile, Chen Fan hadn’t come ashore from that side; he had just swum away.

Damn, this Chen Fan was always concerned with the plot, wasn’t he?

Protagonist beaten up? Chen Fan had no idea; he was only focused on his own matters. After all, he had finally aligned the scene with the storyline. Even though the female leads’ sudden appearance was a bit abrupt, it didn’t disrupt things. As long as the plot was intact, those women could squat on the roadside for all he cared—it didn’t bother him at all.

Back in his dorm, Chen Fan yawned and looked out the window. According to the weather forecast, there shouldn’t be any rain, but a light drizzle had started anyway. Taking off his wet clothes, he rummaged around his room for snacks, sprawled out comfortably on his bed, and enjoyed his time.

[The plot’s a bit off, but it’s more or less aligned.]

[My acting was absolutely top-notch. Flying that far … hahaha. If this were reality, unless they paid me billions, I wouldn’t even get up from the ground.].

[But Mu Jinli is truly odd. Could it be my appearance that triggered her transformation? Sigh, I seem to be losing control here.].

[It’s a bit pitiful for her, honestly. She’s like a kept woman, really. After all, this school subplot’s role is transitional—preparing the protagonist, consolidating power, and meeting more formidable characters.].

[The principal and several school bigwigs are genuinely esteemed figures in traditional Chinese medicine, and later, when the protagonist clashes with the Medical Association, they’ll be vital allies.].

[Poor girl. Her scenes are too few in the later parts. If she knew, would she lose her mind? Well, actually, she does appear, but only occasionally.].

[Pfft, hahahaha, this is killing me—I just thought of something.].

[She lightly whispers to the protagonist, “I know I can’t hold onto you; your future will surely involve many women, but I’ll wait for you at school, waiting for you to come back for me.”].

Reading up to here, Mu Jinli’s recently calmed mood completely shattered.

What the … Am I that foolish? How could I ask such a stupid question? Wait for you? How bored would I have to be? This novel, just to make the protagonist look amazing, is utterly ridiculous.

Mu Jinli became alert. What about her mother’s scenes? Theoretically, her mother should have a plot too, but the diary stopped there. Besides seeing Chen Fan’s complaints, she only saw his mockery directed at her. To be fair, if this storyline were about someone else, Mu Jinli would laugh too.

[I was surprised Ling Yuyan came along, but she has the vibe of a seductive fox spirit. While she’s saucy, my family’s Zhu Yeqing is alluring. Speaking of Zhu Yeqing, where did she go? It’s late; she should be home by now.].

[Sigh, I’m a bit worried. If I don’t become evil, how will her cultivation advance? It seems linked to men. No wonder her master was called a witch.].

The diary ended there again, with Chen Fan just complaining a bit. He hadn’t updated much.

That night, with no story scenes, Chen Fan happily played games in his dorm until it was late.

Putting down his phone, he planned to sleep. His mood was excellent, so he thought he’d have a pleasant dream. No telling which lucky girl he’d dream about. The door opened, and Chen Fan instinctively prepared to strike but restrained himself. It was probably someone he knew.

Listening to the familiar footsteps, he guessed it might be Zhu Yeqing.

Seeing the familiar black clothing, Chen Fan realized—oh, it’s you.

Ling Yuyan.

Are you serious? I’m going to sleep. And by the way, this is a dorm; there’s really nothing worth stealing.
Ling Yuyan sat beside Chen Fan, resting her chin on her hands, watching him.

If you plan to assassinate me, get it over with. If not, get the hell out.

But from her posture, it seemed she had no intention of leaving.

Fine, let’s see how long you can hold out.

After a while, Ling Yuyan reached out and pinched Chen Fan’s cheek. Chen Fan continued pretending to sleep. Then she started eating the sausage on the table. Chen Fan couldn’t stand it anymore.

That sausage was for Zhu Yeqing, you shameless woman. Stealing my food—aren’t you a thief? Why not swipe something else? There’s a wallet on the table with plenty of cash.

Ling Yuyan continued nibbling on the sausage, still watching him.

Are you planning to keep vigil? Such a devoted daughter, huh. Fine. If that’s how it’s going to be, don’t blame me for being ruthless.

Chen Fan had a habit: he liked to sleep without clothes.

Pretending to turn over, he kicked the blanket aside without hesitation. Still keeping his eyes closed, daring her to do something. And then Chen Fan felt something was wrong.

Oh, no.

He could sense that Ling Yuyan seemed even more excited.

Did I mess up?

Ling Yuyan, studying him intently, even pulled out her phone, turned on the flash, and snapped a photo.

Damn it, are you out of your mind? But if you post the picture online, remember to label it with “Hunk” underneath.

Just as Chen Fan was about to wake up and teach her a lesson, another unfamiliar set of footsteps caught his attention.

Someone else was here? What is this, a late-night card game?

The newcomer wasn’t wearing specialized nightwear but casual sportswear and a mask, more comprehensive than Ling Yuyan’s, covering the entire face. Upon seeing Ling Yuyan, the newcomer struck immediately. Ling Yuyan wasn’t scared and retaliated right away. The two women started fighting in the room.

What the hell?

This woman’s breathing, footsteps, even scent—Chen Fan recognized her as Mu Jinli.

But what are the two of you doing here together? Protagonist, where did you disappear to? Come and handle your two female leads; they’re duking it out like savages.

“Are you crazy, Mu Jinli? Why are you attacking me?”

“A thief is a thief. You couldn’t even change your ways after coming to school?”

Alright, so this wasn’t some damsel-in-distress story but rather a thief-and-cop romance. Could you two just marry each other on the spot? Stop stalling already.  

The small dorm room wasn’t spacious, and it wouldn’t make sense for Chen Fan to keep sleeping through the commotion. But waking up was also pointless—besides, he was cold with nothing to cover himself. Neither seemed to have any intention of stopping.

At the peak of their struggle, Chen Fan noticed a couple of things he shouldn’t have. The two grappled, each refusing to let go of the other’s clothes. Chen Fan kept pretending to sleep, letting them deal with it. He wasn’t waking up tonight, no way.