A big star’s story with Young Master Chen naturally drew countless fans.
Cao Zijin was the type who always played the empress in every TV show or movie. Liu Feifei, on the other hand, was always cast as the poor concubine everyone felt sorry for.
It was all about the aura.
Cao Zijin wanted Chen Fan to take a few more photos, but he refused. Chen Fan found an excuse, a place to sit, and started playing on his phone. He was here for a set visit and waiting for the day to end, his self-imposed task for today.
This task wouldn’t impact the plot much, but Chen Fan disliked adding scenes. However, he couldn’t avoid it since it was a command from his mother. He had once disrupted the entire cycle in the past, causing his mother sorrow, and in a fit of anger, he’d crushed every character.
Not with force, just pure strategy. But that’s all in the past. A good man doesn’t dwell on past victories.
Liu Feifei touched her cheek and sat next to Chen Fan. “Brother, you don’t need to feel pressured. I won’t blame you. I know you wouldn’t really hit a girl.”
“No, I would. I like hitting women.”
Liu Feifei looked at him in disbelief and said, “Brother, stop joking.”
Of course, it’s a joke. I’m playing the villain here.
In truth, Chen Fan didn’t like interacting with Liu Feifei.
They’d only interacted a few times, and to Chen Fan, this woman was a bug in the story.
“Brother, you seem so lonely. You don’t fit in with this world.”
See, see? That’s her peculiarity. Damn it, sometimes Chen Fan suspected she knew the script or something.
“Why would I be lonely? I lack nothing.”
“I don’t know, it’s just a feeling that you’re lonely, like a footless bird that flies endlessly. When it lands, it dies. So sad.”
Damn. That hurt, damn it.
Chen Fan ruffled his hair, feeling a surge of anger.
This was why Chen Fan didn’t like her—around her, lying was impossible. She seemed to see right through people’s lies.
“Don’t worry. I’ll fly far and high. Isn’t that life? Striving, working hard.”
Liu Feifei tilted her head. “But … when you’re flying, you have no one by your side. Brother, can you even love anyone?”
Damn it, another blow.
“I love a lot of people. I love all beauties.”
“Isn’t it said that you’re the last virgin in Qincheng? Is that not true?”
That was back then! Back then! Damn it, stop talking about my virginity, or I’ll lose it. Do you get it?
“Haha, I’m just particular.”
“Sigh, I heard that boys who stay that way too long suffer health problems. Brother, if you can, you should find a girlfriend. It’s good for you. At least, people won’t talk.”
I’ve had it. Damn it. I’ll just kill everyone. Damn it. I can restart anyway.
Just then, Director Zhao called her over, and Liu Feifei ran off.
“Big brother, hang in there! I feel like Ye Aotian wants to kill you. He gets mad so easily; he’s such a barbarian.”
No, sis, you can compliment me; really, I’m begging you.
But Liu Feifei ran off.
Chen Fan had met many female protagonists throughout the novel, but this second female lead was the only one who piqued his interest. She was so simple and innocent, almost as if the author had created her to add a bit of tenderness to an otherwise gritty story.
She was the kind of naïve girl who’d care about others even if she were kidnapped.
Tao Xiaoyao handed Chen Fan a pack of cigarettes.
“What? What are you talking about?”
“Nothing, just kidding. I noticed Zhu Yeqing’s power increased again. Have you two…?”
“More or less. You’re lucky. Zhu Yeqing’s cultivation does depend on men. She’ll never betray you. Her technique means she’ll only ever love her first man.”
Chen Fan said, “What does that have to do with me? She’s just my subordinate. Do you think I’m that bored?”
Keep pretending. Go on, you’re alone and still acting. Do you have to carry out this villain role to the end? Forget it, too tiring to care.
As night fell, Chen Fan counted on his fingers; it was almost time for things to happen.
Based on his memory, it was the protagonist’s time to show off, and there might even be something else happening tonight.
Normally, Chen Fan’s scenes were at night, but since he was already here, he might as well watch.
Suddenly, Chen Fan grew alert and started scanning his surroundings. Soon, he noticed a figure squatting on a tree in the distance.
The person was wearing a cap, a tracksuit, and a mask. It was a woman, and based on her breathing, it was Ling Yuyan, damn it.
What’s she doing here? Could she be here to secretly protect Ye Aotian? Or did she receive information? Does she know someone’s here to cause trouble?
Chen Fan also sensed two other presences. He hadn’t noticed them before, but it was clear these two were in sync with their breathing.
Twins, women. This likely meant they were here to cause a stir.
The novel featured twin female leads twice, and the nearest ones were members of Ye Aotian’s team.
The team had five members; two were dead, three were left.
Three women, a pair of twins, and one solo woman. These three hadn’t appeared in a while, supposedly reporting back to their clan.
But what were these two doing here? Were they planning an assassination?
Probably, if his memory served right. They had indeed tried to kill him multiple times, and a few times, they’d almost pushed him to the edge, causing him significant trouble.
He looked over at Tao Xiaoyao by his side. It didn’t add up; with someone as fierce as her protecting him, they should know better than to try anything.
Was there another reason?
Forget it. As long as the general direction didn’t change, as long as the protagonist could flaunt himself, it didn’t matter.