Bro, you're such a pervert—surely you don't want the cops to invite you for a "chat," right

In a tidy and clean bedroom, two people were lost in thought, though their ways of thinking couldn't have been more different.

A youthful, innocent girl sat on the edge of the bed, her chin resting on one hand, her adorable face filled with a seriousness that didn’t match her age.

The other, an older young man, paced back and forth across the room. His face was flushed with anger, his mood clearly at rock bottom.

"PUA!"

"PUA!"

Yu Kai muttered under his breath like a madman.

"This is PUA!"

With that, he stopped pacing and turned to the girl by the bed, his voice urgent and furious.

"Qinqin!"

"Your sister has been PUA’d by Lin Yu!"

"We have to find a way to save her!"

Tang Qinqin stroked her smooth little chin and nodded solemnly.

"You're right, Brother Yu Kai."

"Sister really hasn’t been acting like herself."

"I made everything so clear to her, but she still defended Lin Yu—and she even got mad at me!"

At this, Tang Qinqin pouted, her voice tinged with grievance.

"Sister has never been angry with me before..."

"Exactly!"

Yu Kai suddenly perked up. He looked at Tang Qinqin, shaking an emphatic finger, barely able to contain his frustration.

"Your sister never used to snap at me either."

"But ever since she met that Lin Yu, she’s been ignoring me, even yelling at me."

"Now she won’t even say a word to me when we meet—sometimes she even avoids me!"

"It’s definitely Lin Yu’s fault. He must have PUA’d her."

"That’s why she’s acting like this!"

"It has to be."

Yu Kai spoke bitterly, laying all the blame squarely on Lin Yu.

Tang Qinqin glanced up at him, her lips curling slightly in disdain.

What a way to shift blame.

Do you really not know why Sister is ignoring you?

Even if you were childhood sweethearts—no, even if you were just close friends—how could you stand by and watch her get treated like that?

The first time, you just stood there.

The second time, you hid until Sister saw you, then slunk out only to get slapped back.

Coward!

Pathetic!

Stupid and spineless!

Even if you couldn’t fight the bad guys, couldn’t you have found another way to help her?

What about the teachers?

Friends?

Couldn’t you have gathered some classmates to back you up?

All brains, no guts!

Deep down, Tang Qinqin was furious with Yu Kai. The image of the kind, wonderful big brother next door had shattered into a million pieces.

But compared to Yu Kai, Tang Qinqin despised Lin Yu even more.

A hundred times more.

No—a million times more!

Bullying Sister.

PUA’ing Sister.

And staring at a girl he’d never even met before with those creepy eyes.

Definitely not a good person!

...

...

Wait!

Tang Qinqin’s eyes lit up.

She’d just thought of a way to make Sister see Lin Yu for who he really was.

If Lin Yu had stared at her like that, it meant he was interested in her, right?

In that case...

Hehehe.

A shadowy smile crept across Tang Qinqin’s delicate, youthful face.

If she played along and offered herself up, he wouldn’t be able to resist making a move.

Then she’d catch him red-handed, gather evidence, and from then on, whether he walked or crawled would be up to her.

She was only fifteen—a minor in every sense of the word.

With that kind of leverage, she could make him do anything.

She’d force him to apologize to Sister.

Make him confess every horrible thing he’d done right in front of her!

Make sure he never dared to do anything bad again!

And if he refused...

Hehe.

I’m sure you wouldn’t want the police paying you a visit, would you, you pervert?

Once she had her plan, Tang Qinqin started working out the details.

First and foremost, her safety was non-negotiable.

She couldn’t afford to fail and end up worse off.

That meant stocking up on self-defense gear.

Pepper spray, a stun gun, a voice recorder—she’d need it all.

But...

She had no money.

Tang Qinqin’s face fell.

The emperor’s grand campaign had no budget.

She’d just gotten out of the hospital and didn’t even have ten yuan to her name.

Money was tight at home, too.

If she asked Sister for cash, she’d demand an explanation.

What to do?

Tang Qinqin pondered, then glanced at Yu Kai, who was pacing again. A sly grin slowly spread across her troubled face...

...

"Isn’t this too dangerous...?"

Yu Kai clutched his piggy bank, hesitating to break it.

It wasn’t that he was stingy—he genuinely worried for Tang Qinqin’s safety.

"It’s fine," Tang Qinqin reassured him with a wave.

"I’m not planning to do anything with him."

"I’ll just ask for his contact info."

"If it goes well, I’ll bait him into saying something incriminating in chat."

"Then we’ll threaten him with charges for harassing and molesting a minor."

"As long as he doesn’t want to go to jail, he’ll have to obey us."

"We’ll make him apologize to Sister."

"Make him admit all his disgusting behavior."

"That way, Sister will wake up and see him for what he really is."

Yu Kai pressed his lips together, still conflicted.

After a moment of Tang Qinqin’s coaxing, he finally steeled himself, crouched down, and gently smashed the piggy bank.

Amid the tempting pile of colorful bills, Tang Qinqin took only three hundred yuan.

Refusing Yu Kai’s offer of more, she left his house and, under the cover of night, returned to her own home nearby.

Creeping inside, she saw her sister sitting absentmindedly at the desk. Clutching the money in her hand, Tang Qinqin silently vowed:

"Sister, I’ll make sure you see Lin Yu’s true colors!"

...

...

Setting down his phone, Lin Yu’s expression darkened.

That old fool Li Yuan was slipping.

His turf had been swallowed up by the Fire Scorpion Gang and other outsiders, and now their reach was inching toward the little bar Lin Yu had shares in.

At this rate, he’d be lucky to get a few more months of payments.

With a resigned sigh, Lin Yu tallied his current funds.

His savings had been seventy thousand, but after giving Zhao Dahu twenty thousand, only fifty remained. This month’s payment had come on time—just over ten thousand, but he rounded it down to ten.

So now he had sixty thousand...

Enough to get him through high school and the first two years of college if he lived frugally.

As for the rest...

Lin Yu rubbed his temples, a frown creasing his brow.

He’d have to figure that out later.

If all else fails, I could always work part-time while studying.

It’s not like I’m some pampered young master who can’t handle manual labor.

As his thoughts wandered, Lin Yu found himself inexplicably drifting to the third female lead and the second female lead.

As for money...

Xia Muzhu had promised to give him some.

But taking money from her...

He couldn’t quite shake the discomfort in his conscience.

And then there was the third female lead, Qing Mo...

Just thinking about her made Lin Yu even more disheartened.

Three hundred thousand was a genuine fortune to someone like him.

Last Friday, she’d said that if the amount wasn’t satisfactory, they could negotiate—she’d agree to any sum.

Of course, he had righteously refused her.

But...

How long could this righteousness of his last?

Lin Yu didn’t know. He could only silently pray to the heavens, hoping fate would be kinder to him in the future.

Let him earn a little more money, so he wouldn’t be driven to his knees, groveling beneath the third female lead’s wretched money-lined skirts...

Though, logically speaking, it should be her kneeling at his feet instead...