Chen Fan watched Liu Feifei run off into the distance. In theory, this sequence of events was correct. Though it was a bit of improvisation, I slapped the woman the protagonist fancies right in front of him.
This should definitely fuel the protagonist’s hatred. But honestly, I didn’t mean to do it.
Chen Fan turned his head to look at Cao Zijin. Cao Zijin said, “What are you looking at me for? You’re the one who hit her. You did it on purpose; you’re so awful, you know?”
“Did I ever say I was a good person? Your logic is strange. Plus, I’m your wife, not your punching bag. Try hitting me again, and just see what happens.”
“What’s that supposed to mean? Are you saying I can’t control you anymore?”
“You can control me, but don’t hit me. If you hit me again, I’ll make a scene.”
“How do you plan to make a scene?”
“There are always more solutions than problems. Don’t worry about it; just watch. You’ll regret it eventually.”
Damn, this woman’s threatening me. But I’ve got to admit, what she’s saying might actually work. She’s a villain, after all, and one Chen Fan could never fully understand, no matter how many times he’d reincarnated.
Chen Fan couldn’t comprehend her worldview, her story, or even her every decision. She was a mystery from head to toe.
Until recently, Chen Fan’s main goal was just to complete his mission. The only person he’d truly tried to understand was Zhu Yeqing, his own wife. He’d never seriously tried to understand anyone else.
But no matter how much he tried to understand her, she remained like a treasure chest—you could never predict what she’d reveal next.
“This has nothing to do with me; anyway, I wasn’t the one who hit her, and I didn’t mean to.”
Cao Zijin laughed. “Everyone calls you a villain, but only the women don’t say it. Have you ever thought of switching careers and joining the entertainment industry?”
“I don’t want to be a celebrity. I don’t need the money.”
“But there are so many beautiful women there!”
“I only like Lin Qingyue, so you don’t need to worry about my private life. But I’ll be selfish; you have to understand that.”
Cao Zijin nodded. “Got it. It’s only natural for men to be selfish. You can play around outside, and I’ll stay home, supporting you and raising the children, right?”
Chen Fan nodded, satisfied. She was definitely on the right track.
Cao Zijin said, “How about this? Let’s take a photo together. Will you take a photo with me?”
“Just for a keepsake. And I’ll post it on my social media so no one else will talk nonsense. Otherwise, you’d worry about the Chen family’s reputation, wouldn’t you?”
It was true; if she posted it, the company’s stock might drop a bit, but it wouldn’t be too much. After all, there were still loyal fans.
Cao Zijin stepped out, holding Chen Fan’s hand, and called out boldly, “Director, Director, do you have any costumes around here?”
The director looked at the two of them and asked, “What’s going on?”
“This is my fiancé. Hehe, sorry, I’ve been keeping it a secret for a while. Director, do you have any costumes? Can you give my husband a makeover?”
Director Zhao said, “That’s fine. What’s your plan?”
“I want to make it official. If I don’t, my husband will get jealous. Isn’t that right?”
The director nodded, and Chen Fan looked at Cao Zijin. “You want me to put on makeup and change clothes?”
“Yes, yes, yes! I think a military uniform would suit you best. You’ll look the most handsome in it.”
“I’m not that bored. A simple photo will do.”
“Honey, think about it: if you’re dressed casually, people will feel unsettled, and the stock might drop a lot. But if you look dashing, the drop won’t be as severe, right?”
Damn it, I’d love for the stock to tank. But now it feels like I’ve been cornered, and there’s no way to back out.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Liu Feifei was hiding next to her trailer, looking in the mirror. She touched her cheek and used a tissue to wipe away her tears.
Ye Aotian came over and said, “Do you need me to get revenge for you? Just say the word, and I’ll go fight Chen Fan today.”
“No, no, that’s not necessary. Actually, Brother Chen Fan didn’t mean it.”
Was that really unintentional?
“Your face is swollen, and it wasn’t on purpose?”
“It really wasn’t on purpose. I was the one who asked Brother Chen Fan to hit me. So, it’s not his fault; I’m really fine, and I’m not mad at him at all, really.”
But the more she said it, the more aggrieved she felt. Her tears began to fall again.
But to Ye Aotian’s ears, her words sounded like an insistent melody.
She didn’t care about his concern, yet she was defending Chen Fan, even after he’d slapped her. This made no sense to him.
Damn it, he felt a vague pressure.
Soon, however, Ye Aotian changed his thinking. He assumed this was all due to Chen Fan’s threats. Only threats could make this girl afraid to speak ill of him. Who gets hit and then claims they asked for it and that it didn’t hurt? This was certainly unreasonable.
So, it must be because of her fear of the Chen family.
Damn Chen Fan. It’s all his fault.
Over on the set, a group of people suddenly cheered.
Chen Fan walked out of the makeup room.
Dressed in a military uniform with a look of disdain, he seemed to say with his eyes that he was above everyone and that everyone else was just trash. His hairstyle was different from before, restyled to match the outfit.
His muscular physique, paired with the military cloak (cape), added an imposing look. He held a cane in one hand and looked down on the world.
The director was momentarily speechless.
Liu Feifei couldn’t believe her eyes and said in amazement, “Brother Chen Fan, if you were in a novel, you’d be that super handsome villain type. You look so cool!”
Many of the women on set became infatuated.
Here’s the thing: someone once studied what type of man women are attracted to.
Men tend to think the answer was the kind and honest type. But in reality, women’s votes showed they liked bad boys.
What does “bad” really mean? Nobody had an answer, but the moment Chen Fan appeared, everyone understood.
That villainous face seemed to say that everything he did was for evil. And yet, his expression wrote two words all over it: Invincible.
Cao Zijin called out excitedly, “Wow, honey, you’re so handsome!”
In the end, despite his reluctance, Chen Fan finished the photo shoot.
Chen Fan really didn’t like taking pictures and found it utterly pointless. Plus, he was a villain—shouldn’t the protagonist be the one having his picture taken?
Cao Zijin stood next to Chen Fan, affectionately kissed him on the cheek, and made sure the photographer captured the moment.
“Send it to me! Send it to me!”
The photographer quickly finished editing and sent it to Cao Zijin.
She was delighted and posted it on social media.
“Having you by my side for life, Young Master Chen, I am honored.”
This post made it hard not to invite speculation, but it was also a very straightforward official announcement.