However, in that damn blondie, Xu Mingyao saw a glimmer of hope, a hope to obtain Qing Mo.
Since Qing Mo liked that damn blondie Lin Yu so much, if she could control him, make him obey her every word, could she then use him to get to her?
That matter was sealed very tightly by Qing Mo. Xu Mingyao had to go through great lengths to learn that secret piece of information.
Upon learning of Qing Mo's unique fetish, Xu Mingyao's mind almost exploded.
In her impression, Qing Mo had always been an existence like a fairy.
Her aura was cool and elegant, her beauty surpassing the brightness of the moon.
Yet, it was precisely such an existence, one she revered as a celestial being, who actually harbored such a shameful fetish!
Even by the time Xu Mingyao discovered it, she had already... (scratched out)
She had already completely submitted at the feet of that blondie.
Rage, hatred, jealousy, disgust—all these extreme emotions swirled like a violent storm, nearly tearing Xu Mingyao's reason to shreds.
If the two of them hadn't still been in a state where nothing had happened yet, Xu Mingyao would have risked everything to send that damn blondie to hell!
And what made her even more devastated was that she and Qing Mo were meant to be a match made in heaven!
Her peripheral vision swept over the naked body of the round-faced girl beside her. A few bluish-purple marks from pinches and bites caught Xu Mingyao's eye, making the violence in her dark pupils grow even more intense.
She liked doing this.
She had always liked doing this.
She liked listening to the low moans of girls mixed with pain, she liked watching their flushed faces as they cried until they were gasping for breath.
She liked seeing the teardrops hanging on their cheeks, liked their suffering.
She liked pushing and bullying them bit by bit, liked breaking through their bottom lines gradually.
Doing this excited her greatly and gave her an immense sense of accomplishment.
She was addicted to this feeling and pursued it with unwavering devotion.
But facing Qing Mo, she couldn't bear to.
How could she bear to treat her like that?
In her eyes, every inch of Qing Mo's skin was as precious and delicate as brocade, something she was afraid of breaking if held in her hands, afraid of melting if held in her mouth.
During their usual occasional physical contact, she was always extremely gentle, careful, cautious, and then even more cautious, terrified of leaving an unsightly red mark on her cool, pale skin.
In the summer, seeing a small red mosquito bite appear on her flawless fair skin would make Xu Mingyao's heart ache unbearably. How could she possibly bear to treat her so harshly?
She had been hiding her true self.
In front of Qing Mo, she had always been a cute, considerate, occasionally slightly mischievous younger sister and friend.
She had also fantasized that if one day in the future she could truly be with Qing Mo, she would try her best to suppress herself, treat her gently, and not hurt her.
But who could have imagined?
Who could have imagined!
Her Qing Mo sister, whom she revered as a goddess, actually had such a dirty fetish in secret!
And that damn blondie got there first, leaving an indelible mark on her body and soul!
If you liked this, you should have said so earlier!
Me!
I!!!
I'm the professional one!!!
The more Xu Mingyao thought about it, the angrier she became. In the first few days after learning about that matter, she was completely devastated. She even found two people, planning to give Lin Yu a lesson he would never forget.
But what she didn't expect was that those two highly-paid experts she hired actually couldn't defeat Lin Yu. They even exposed her, resulting in a severe scolding from her father and being kicked out of H City.
However, heaven ultimately still favored her. Lin Yu actually came to her turf to attend university.
Xu Mingyao narrowed her eyes slightly, a flash of fierceness passing through her dark, bright pupils.
Unfortunately, physical methods were off the table now.
If Qing Mo found out, forget about herself, even the entire Xu family could be toppled by her without much effort.
So, Xu Mingyao decided to try a softer approach.
She had a two-pronged plan.
First, send someone to pursue Lin Yu. Once he was successfully pursued, use psychiatric drugs and systematically learned language to PUA him. It would be best if he could be turned into an obedient dog. Then, she could use him to get close to Qing Mo.
Second, if PUA didn't work, Xu Mingyao planned to overwhelm him with people, letting him indulge in adult pleasures all day, gradually breaking down his bottom line, and then having someone persuade him to invite Qing Mo out to play together.
By then, when Qing Mo saw him like that, she would definitely...
...
Even if Qing Mo didn't despise him, or even didn't refuse him, Xu Mingyao could blend into the crowd, have the others keep Lin Yu occupied, and have Qing Mo all to herself!
As Xu Mingyao thought about it, she suddenly felt heartache, feeling humble.
But what she never anticipated was that the damn blondie was actually a pure love type!
Causing the plan to fail before it even started!
Damn it!
Doesn't everyone say that the face reflects the heart?
With a face that looks like a standard villain's, you should obediently go do those things like bullying men and dominating women!
What's with this broken pure love act here?!
How are you any different from those online scammers?!
Xu Mingyao had considered that the plan might not go smoothly, that there would be many obstacles, but she never imagined the problem would appear at the very first step!
Now, almost all the people around her had taken turns trying to get close to Lin Yu, and not a single one could make him develop feelings.
Xu Mingyao didn't really care about them either—they were just toys. Even if she bundled all those women up and gifted them to Lin Yu, she wouldn't feel the slightest bit of heartache.
Those people around her were either greedy for her money and looks, or she had leverage over them. It was normal to discard them after getting bored.
Currently, only one person seemed to have made some progress; she could at least maintain a decent friendship with Lin Yu.
But this person was different. Xu Mingyao felt a bit reluctant towards her.
Initially, Xu Mingyao hadn't planned to let Tao Yaoyao get close to that damn blondie, but the others were all useless. To obtain Qing Mo, she had no choice but to let Tao Yaoyao give it a try too.
Upon learning that Tao Yaoyao had made a little progress with Lin Yu, she felt happy, but an unavoidable thread of irritation inevitably rose in her heart.
However, she certainly didn't think her irritation was because she had fallen for Tao Yaoyao.
At most...
At most, she was just used to her, and felt a tiny bit of reluctance about pushing her out!
Xu Mingyao ground her teeth in resentment. As long as she could obtain Qing Mo, any sacrifice was worth it!
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
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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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