You Really Are a Bad Big Brother

Long Aotian tapped Lin Wanning’s head lightly in exasperation. "So you didn’t hear a single thing I just said, huh?"

"I heard you," Lin Wanning grumbled indignantly. "But Ye Liangchen is just too despicable, isn’t he?"

Knowing Lin Wanning was still holding a grudge over the incident with Qingxue, Long Aotian sighed. "Don’t worry. After the last lesson, Ye Liangchen probably won’t dare try anything again."

Hearing this, Lin Wanning, who had been sulking just moments ago, suddenly burst into laughter. "Mhm!"

She hadn’t witnessed the scene where Ye Liangchen met his great-grandmother, but just imagining it was enough to make her happy.

For some reason, she found Ye Liangchen especially detestable.

First, he pestered her sister and got rejected. Then he turned his attention to Qingxue. And after that, he even had the audacity to set his sights on her! She really wanted to punch him twice—let him taste her wrath.

"Let’s go."

Long Aotian blinked in surprise as Lin Wanning grabbed his hand. "Didn’t you say no earlier?"

Lin Wanning rolled her eyes and stood on her tiptoes to poke his forehead lightly. "Is that all you think about when we’re together?"

"Walk with me. I’ll treat you to some fruit tea."

She started walking ahead but paused after a few steps, turning back to glance at Long Aotian, who was still frozen in place. With a mischievous smile, she teased, "You really are such a bad brother."

"I wasn’t thinking that!"

"Alright, I believe you." Lin Wanning nodded, her eyes curving into crescents.

Long Aotian really had just wanted to remind Wanning about something.

But Wanning just couldn’t resist teasing her brother.

......

"Achoo!"

Ye Liangchen sneezed twice in quick succession.

He rubbed his nose and smirked confidently. "Who’s thinking about me? And twice in a row?"

Flipping his hair, he pulled out his phone and took a deep breath. "Miss me already after such a short time apart?"

"Lol, keep dreaming." Xue Shaohua’s reply came almost instantly.

Seeing how quickly Xue Shaohua responded, Ye Liangchen’s grin widened.

He replied in seconds, yet still denied missing him? People were all the same—whether men or women.

Rubbing his backside with a sigh, he shook his head.

Soon, Xue Shaohua sent a photo—a snapshot of Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue walking across the school field.

"Never thought I’d see Li Qingxue looking so worn out. It’s kind of heartbreaking, honestly. Once our plan succeeds and we’ve got Long Aotian under control, I want all four of them—Hu Yuying and the others—to spend a night with me!"

The moment Ye Liangchen saw the photo, his grip on the phone tightened.

Memories flooded back—being knocked down by a single punch, the humiliation of Long Aotian spitting water in his face.

His mind replayed the scene of Long Aotian spraying water at him.

The resentment on his face softened inexplicably, and his fingers drifted to his lips.

A faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Then, snapping back to reality, his expression twisted back into bitterness and shame.

Clenching his fists, he hissed, "Long Aotian, you’ll pay dearly for everything you’ve done to me!"

His gaze fell on Xue Shaohua’s message again.

A sudden idea flashed through his mind.

Once they had Long Aotian at their mercy, he’d force him to watch as he took Hu Yuying right in front of him.

If Long Aotian refused to look, he’d beat him until he did.

Nothing would be more satisfying than crushing his spirit.

As for Li Qingxue… Ye Liangchen took a deep breath.

Out of their ten-year friendship, he had never wanted to hurt her.

But she just didn’t understand him. She kept rejecting him, over and over.

Fine. If she wouldn’t come willingly, he’d make her.

"If you can’t see what’s in your own heart, I’ll help you see it clearly."

A smirk curled his lips.

If Long Aotian could force Li Qingxue to stay with him, why couldn’t he do the same?

With his skills, he could make her dependent on him in no time.

But would it be that simple?

Absolutely not!

Once he used [Tomorrow’s Embrace] to claim her, once she was addicted to him—

Too bad. Straight to the cold palace. Let her suffer in the "chasing-husband crematorium"!

That was just who he was—Ye Liangchen, unapologetically passionate and vengeful.

......

Meanwhile, Xue Shaohua’s eyes were glued to Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue.

Once their plan succeeded and they framed Long Aotian for assault, they could blackmail the girls.

If they didn’t want Long Aotian to go to prison, they’d have to please him instead.

The thought made Xue Shaohua grin so widely he couldn’t help but chuckle aloud.

Hearing the sound, Li Qingxue nudged Hu Yuying. "That guy’s been staring at us. His smile is so creepy and perverted."

Hu Yuying followed her gaze and frowned at the sight of Xue Shaohua leering at them.

"Don’t you think he acts a lot like Ye Liangchen?" Li Qingxue whispered. "I even saw him chasing your car the other day."

Now that she mentioned it—the earring, the hair flip, the dramatic upward and downward glances—Xue Shaohua really did resemble Ye Liangchen!

Noticing Hu Yuying’s stare, Xue Shaohua paused, then smiled and spread his arms wide, as if embracing the sky.

That gesture confirmed it. Hu Yuying was now certain—Xue Shaohua and Ye Liangchen weren’t just acquaintances. They were definitely close.

Just yesterday, Li Qingxue had been dragged off by Ye Liangchen. Now, barely a day later, Xue Shaohua was watching them with that eerie grin.

The timing was too suspicious. Li Qingxue couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

Back when she and Hu Yuying had secretly watched certain videos late at night, they’d learned a term—[stalker].

Ye Liangchen’s erratic behavior, Xue Shaohua’s unsettling smile… They were exactly like the stalkers in those videos.

Feeling Li Qingxue’s grip tighten, Hu Yuying reassured her softly, "It’s okay. Long Aotian will protect us."

She still didn’t understand why Ye Liangchen and Xue Shaohua were so fixated on them. What had they done to deserve this?

As Xue Shaohua started walking toward them, Hu Yuying quickly pulled Li Qingxue away from the field.

Watching them hurry off, Xue Shaohua’s smile grew even wider.

Once he set his sights on someone, he wouldn’t rest until he got what he wanted.

Glancing back just before leaving the field, Hu Yuying saw Xue Shaohua still standing there, watching them with that twisted grin. She quickened her pace, dragging Li Qingxue along.