The Eldest Miss Lin Who Wants to Star in a Defeat CG, That Detestable Leftover Woman

"Wahhh, pick up!!!"

Lin Baizhi was pacing anxiously in her room, almost on the verge of tears. She had never been so frantic before. Her mind was completely filled with images of Tang Yuyao's defeat CGs, and her own name kept appearing frequently in those 'dead or defeated' CGs.

As for their effect... naturally, it was to increase attack power and critical hit rate.

"Little brother Ye Cheng, who is this Lin Baizhi? Is she better than your big sister? Probably not, tsk tsk tsk, just a sickly weakling. Big sister is definitely better... Baizhi, sounds like a really stupid name, oh... turns out it can also be read as 'idiot' (báichī), so let's call her Lin Idiot then, hmm..."

NO!!!

Lin Baizhi's mind automatically conjured up some "thrilling" scenarios. Her cheeks seemed to hollow out, her eye sockets deepened, her soul was about to float out of her mouth. She was almost completely burned out.

Starring the incompetent little sister, Lin Baizhi... oh, wait, Lin Idiot.

"Pick up, you stupid brother, hurry up and pick up, wahhh!!!" Lin Baizhi's eyes were red, mist swirling incessantly in her pretty pupils. In a moment, it would probably turn into teardrops and fall.

"Waiting for the other party to answer..."

"Waiting for the other party to answer..."

"The other party has accepted your invitation!"

Seeing the notification pop up on her phone, Lin Baizhi froze, immediately holding back her tears. Realizing her current appearance probably wasn't great, she hurriedly covered the camera. What Ye Cheng saw on his end turned into a big, dark, black screen.

"What the hell, why is it so dark?"

From the other end of the call came Ye Cheng's puzzled voice. The moment she heard Ye Cheng's voice, Lin Baizhi's body trembled. Her mind went inexplicably blank, wanting to...

No!

Not now!

Lin Baizhi's pupils, which had started to lose focus, snapped back. She forcibly logged back into reality, and then... silently turned on her phone's recording function, saving it for later...

"Wait a moment, classmate Ye, the lighting here is a bit dim. Let me adjust it." Lin Baizhi coughed twice before speaking, cleared her throat, and "put on a bit of a cute voice" just a little.

The goal was naturally to leave a good impression on Ye Cheng, and also to lay the groundwork for what she planned to do later... Lin Baizhi's face flushed slightly, her hand gripping the bedsheet uncontrollably tightening. She was getting nervous again.

"Oh, okay. By the way, do you have a flip-flop stuck in your throat?" Ye Cheng's very confused voice came through the phone. He remembered Lin Baizhi's tone when she spoke to him before wasn't like this.

Why did hearing her speak like this now make him want to reach into the phone and punch her?

A f-flip-flop... stuck?

Lin Baizhi: "..."

The smile on Lin Baizhi's face stiffened, gradually disappearing. Her previously strained throat relaxed, and she spoke flatly, "It's a phone signal issue. You heard wrong, classmate."

"Oh, probably. That sounds much more normal now... Mmmph, ow... Argh!"

Lin Baizhi: "???"

Unlike the pitch black on Lin Baizhi's side, Ye Cheng's side was much brighter. Ye Cheng was using the classic "death angle," propping his phone on his chest while lying flat. He had a small window open to see Lin Baizhi's situation while also browsing short, fun videos.

At times like this, the usually downtrodden Android users could finally stand tall, backs a little straighter.

After all, in this place called Great Sea City, the hierarchy was truly strict, even more so than in the capital. In the capital, they'd at most call you a stinking out-of-towner. In Great Sea City, if you dared to take photos with an Android phone, you were done for.

If, while using an Android phone to take photos, you also had a cup of Snow King bubble tea in hand, you'd really have poked a hole in the sky. It would automatically activate the Oriental Pearl Tower, transforming it into a defensive turret, shooting at you relentlessly!

You think you can take photos without a Fruit phone?

It was only during times like this, with split-screen and small windows, that "Android plebs" like Ye Cheng could experience the feeling of trampling the "noble" "Fruit phone users" underfoot.

You're right about fast charging, high refresh rate, big battery... but if I bring out "doesn't lag," "durable," and "holds its value," how will you respond, sir?

Ye Cheng sneered. You're right, but before my "install anyway despite the risk," Fruit still seems pale and powerless, like an ant trying to shake a giant tree, a dragon that doesn't roar, a tiger that doesn't growl, a pitiful little Fruit, laughable, laughable...

"Classmate Ye, I think I just heard some sounds on your end?" Lin Baizhi's smile was stiff, her words mechanical.

Unfortunately, Ye Cheng didn't hear her. Ye Cheng had no time for Lin Baizhi right now; there was a more urgent matter to handle: how to get Tang Yuyao to let go.

That's right... Ye Cheng had been bitten by Tang Yuyao, who was tied up like a rice dumpling. Seizing the moment when Ye Cheng was talking to Lin Baizhi and not paying attention, Tang Yuyao had successfully launched a sneak attack!

Prepare, observe, ambush!

Success!

"Argh!" Ye Cheng screamed.

Voice acting direction by Teacher Tom...

Ye Cheng's scream was so obvious; how could Lin Baizhi not hear it? The reason she was still "politely" asking was merely the "incompetent little sister's" last shred of stubborn pride.

Subconsciously, a new defeat CG appeared in Lin Baizhi's mind, hmm... a very slender kind, even possibly imagining...

Silently, Lin Baizhi got up, barefoot, stepped onto the floor, pattering... Wearing her vacuum sleep dress, she walked to the balcony on the second floor of the villa. She looked up at the moon hanging in the sky, then looked down at her phone, from which "subtle" sounds kept coming.

These sounds were like a knife, stabbing into Lin Baizhi's heart.

Tell me... what is the purpose of living?

Wahhh... She didn't want to live anymore. Why was this kind of plotline from those island country videos happening to her? Why, wahhh... Clearly, clearly it should be her starring in the defeat CGs!!!

"Tang Yuyao! You just remember this, wahhh..." Lin Baizhi squatted on the ground, softly sobbing, looking pitiful, her eyes red from crying. This was real crying, not an act.

How desperate do you have to be to listen while recording the screen, not daring to hang up the call?

To be this pathetic, you couldn't even act it out. In this situation, how could Lin Baizhi possibly be fake crying?

At this moment, Lin Baizhi's resentment towards Tang Yuyao far exceeded that towards the young lady or the student council president. In Lin Baizhi's view, whether it was the young lady or the president, they were just "students," still in their immature phase.

Even if they had any improper ideas, they wouldn't dare, or couldn't possibly act so quickly. They'd probably blush for a long time just from holding hands or a hug. How could such well-behaved, student-minded babies be her match?

So, in the eyes of Lin Baizhi, an "adult" who had long since seen the harsh realities of society, both the young lady and the president were weaklings, not worth fearing.

In the end... after all that scheming, I overlooked Tang Yuyao, that detestable old maid!

How dare you take what's mine, sob... An old maid should just go home and attend blind dates honestly, don't you dare lay a finger on someone else's brother, waaah...

Right now, Lin Baizhi could do nothing but rage helplessly and listen at the... oh, wait, listen on the phone.

All Lin Baizhi could do was squat on the balcony, turn on her phone speaker, silently shed little pearls of tears, and nothing else. Speaking up might even make that detestable older single woman on the other end of the line more excited!

"You just wait, Tang Yuyao!" Lin Baizhi's voice trembled with tears, spoken through gritted teeth as she clenched her small fists, the flames of vengeance burning incessantly in her eyes. She would have her revenge!!!

As soon as Lin Baizhi finished her fierce words, the display on her phone began to change; the situation on Ye Cheng's side had taken a new turn.

Clatter.

A crisp sound of something hitting the floor came through. Ye Cheng's phone had fallen, landing squarely on the hotel floor. Lin Baizhi saw it clearly—it was indeed a hotel ceiling!

Even though the previous surveillance footage of Ye Cheng and Tang Yuyao checking into the hotel was already "ironclad proof," Lin Baizhi still clung to her last shred of fantasy and naivety, hoping the two were just sleeping innocently.

Hmm... yes, that must be it. They must just be sleeping innocently. How could someone with brother's personality possibly like another woman? He only likes her. Yes, that must be it, definitely...

"Hehe, I'm a little magic fairy... Woo, fly..." Tang Yuyao giggled foolishly.

"Huh? Damn it!!! You old fox, how did you get loose? Get back here!" Ye Cheng's shocked voice came through.

Somehow, Tang Yuyao had managed to undo Ye Cheng's meticulously arranged "rice dumpling gift wrap." After freeing herself, she first took revenge by nibbling on Ye Cheng a couple of times, then insisted she was a little magic fairy and decided to give Ye Cheng an aerial stunt!

Well... to put it simply, she propped herself up from one bed and tried to jump to the other bed!

Did she succeed?

Well... yes. Although Tang Yuyao wasn't a real magic fairy, she was strong, and the bed was soft enough. She really did "take flight," however brief the flight was, she indeed flew.

If there was anything off about it... it was that Ye Cheng's dropped phone, with its camera still on, landed perfectly along Tang Yuyao's just-completed "flight path."

Hmm... yes, she saw it, and saw it clearly. How Tang Yuyao flew over, and... Ye Cheng, wearing nothing but his underpants, chasing after the "little flying fairy" Tang Yuyao, holding rope and bedding in his hands... as if preparing to catch someone?

The footage lasted only a few seconds, but the information load was terrifying. On her end of the call, Lin Baizhi was stunned.

What... did she just see?

A little magic fairy?

A flying little magic fairy, and one that was a bit too... "primitive." Primitive to an extreme, possessing a kind of beauty utterly untouched by human civilization, and then...

"Tang Yuyao!!!"

Drip, drip...

Lin Baizhi's eyes were bloodshot, her teeth gritted so hard she felt they might shatter. Uncontrollable tears streamed down her face, refusing to stop.

She had waited all these years, never getting a taste herself, and yet... someone else had plucked the peach, waaah...

She couldn't wait. Lin Baizhi couldn't wait a single moment longer. Hanging up the call, she stubbornly wiped the tears from her face and the little sniffle threatening to fall.

"You just wait, you just wait, you old maid, you... waaah..."

Moments later, Lin Baizhi made a call to her company's liaison secretary.

"Who is it, calling so late at night!" The secretary grumbled as she got out of bed. Glancing at the caller ID on her phone, her expression instantly cleared.

She scrambled to answer the call.

"President Lin!" The secretary spoke with utmost respect.

"Connect me to the Tang family's line." Lin Baizhi's voice was chillingly cold. The secretary's drowsiness vanished completely, replaced by cold sweat beading on her forehead and an inexplicable sense of pressure.

Oh no!

President Lin is furious!