Watching the sports car parked horizontally at the school gate start up and drive away, Lin Yu let out a relieved sigh.
Thank goodness Qing Mo is obedient.
If she kept blocking the school entrance like this every day, Tang Manman would definitely be upset if she saw it!
Taking another sip of the ice-cold sweet drink, Lin Yu let out a small burp, expelling the carbonated gas.
Tucking the bottle into his school uniform pocket, he turned and headed toward the classroom.
He wondered what Qing Mo wanted this time.
Last time, when she demanded money in her office, he had been in a rush to pay Tang Qinqin’s medical bills and ran off without doing anything.
Now that she had come looking for him again, it probably wouldn’t be so easy to get away with nothing.
"Ugh!"
At the thought, Lin Yu heaved a heavy sigh.
No choice.
When you’re caught in the game, you play by its rules.
For Tang Manman’s sake, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to make some sacrifices.
If her sister died from lack of treatment, how heartbroken would she be...
As he mulled it over, Lin Yu’s brows gradually furrowed, his expression turning grim.
Wait a minute—
Why does this scenario feel so familiar?
Lin Yu frowned deeply as fragments of memories he once despised surfaced in his mind.
The voluptuous, mature wife:
"There’s no other way… If I don’t do this, my husband will lose his job.
It’s fine. As long as I can see his happy smile when he comes home every night, any price is worth paying..."
The young mother:
"It can’t be helped. If I resist, those bullies at school will only torment my baby even more.
For his sake, enduring a little humiliation is nothing..."
The newlywed beauty:
"My husband’s investment failed, and now we’re drowning in debt. The collectors keep harassing us, and he looks so stressed, so exhausted...
As his wife, shouldn’t I do something to ease his burden?
Even if… even if what those collectors are asking for is outrageous…
If it can make his life easier, I’ll do it..."
The gentle schoolgirl:
"You’re saying… if I go with you…
You’ll stop bullying X, right?
…Fine.
I’ll go with you..."
Lin Yu’s eyes widened as he compared these scenarios to his current predicament. After a moment, he reached a jaw-dropping conclusion.
Damn it!
I’ve become the heroine!!!
...
The melodious school bell signaling dismissal echoed through the air, usually lifting Lin Yu’s spirits.
Normally, he’d have slung his backpack over his shoulder and bolted out the door by now.
But today, he remained seated, unmoving.
The realization he’d come to earlier had hit him hard.
Lin Yu had imagined himself as the "other man" or even the cuckolded husband.
But never in his wildest dreams did he think he’d end up as the heroine.
Goddammit!
Back when he read those comics, watching the heroine make one stupid, self-sacrificing decision after another, he’d wanted to slap some sense into her.
But now that he was in her shoes, he finally understood the helplessness…
Wait—
Why was he empathizing with this?!
Rubbing his face in frustration, Lin Yu forced himself to stop overthinking.
Qing Mo was still waiting for him near the school, parked outside a convenience store.
What’s meant to be will be.
Might as well see what she wants.
Having made up his mind, Lin Yu grabbed his single-strap bag, slung it over his shoulder, and left the classroom.
Descending the stairs to the first floor, he spotted Gu Yue still lingering in the lobby and was mildly surprised.
He’d assumed she’d have left by now.
Walking over, he exited the school building with her.
Gu Yue kept her head down the whole time, silent and wilted like a flower, clearly weighed down by something.
But Lin Yu barely noticed.
His mind was too occupied with bizarre thoughts.
Tang Manman, unaware but in need of help.
Himself, silently bearing the burden alone.
And Qing Mo, high and mighty yet lusting after him.
Damn it all!
This was textbook NTR plot material!
How exciti—
No!
How disgusting!
Bristling with frustration, Lin Yu stomped alongside Gu Yue to the school gate.
As usual, Gu Yue instinctively turned west after exiting, but after a few steps, she paused when she realized no one was following.
Glancing back curiously, she saw Lin Yu still at the gate, waving at her.
"Not going the same way today. Head back alone—I’ve got things to do."
Gu Yue seemed to want to say something, hesitating before finally letting out a weak "Oh," then trudged off like a dejected flower.
Lin Yu turned east, walking in the opposite direction.
Arriving at the convenience store where Qing Mo was waiting,
he immediately spotted the sleek, eye-catching black supercar.
Scratching his head, Lin Yu couldn’t help but feel a pang of resentment. No matter how many times he saw it, Qing Mo’s habit of changing cars as often as clothes still got to him.
Damn capitalists!
Should’ve asked for more money that day!
With a scowl, Lin Yu approached the car, opened the butterfly door, and slid into the passenger seat.
"What do you want?" he asked bluntly.
"Dinner," Qing Mo replied, her voice as cool and melodious as ever, laced with the aloofness and commanding tone of someone used to authority—a habit ingrained over years and hard to shake.
"Just dinner?" Lin Yu turned to look at her, seeking confirmation.
Qing Mo stayed silent, but the subtle tension in her expression betrayed her nerves, suggesting the night wouldn’t be so simple.
Having his answer, Lin Yu didn’t press further.
Sigh.
Wonder what’s in store tonight.
How… exciting—
(Entire line crossed out)
How… unsettling.
...
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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