After watching the video materials in Wang Yanran's hands, both Wang Laiyun and Li Mei fell silent.
Especially Wang Laiyun, whose eyes narrowed slightly.
"Ranran, who gave you these things?"
Wang Yanran didn't hide anything. "It was Jiang Che. I went to see Jiang Che yesterday, and who would have thought that he already had a grudge against that Qi Lv? He had a pile of dirt on him. After some persuasion, I finally got the video materials from him."
"Xiao Che gave them to you?"
Wang Laiyun frowned slightly, but in an instant, he understood.
It must have been his sworn brother, Jiang Yuan, who orchestrated this. The thought of it made Wang Laiyun's heart tremble slightly.
Ever since he was framed, all his so-called friends had avoided him like the plague. But his sworn brother had reached out to help him in such a critical moment.
As for why Jiang Yuan had Jiang Che play the role of the good guy, it was even easier to explain!
He wanted to set up Jiang Che with his daughter!
And coincidentally... Wang Laiyun had the same idea!
Self-persuasion is the most dangerous.
"Ranran, I've told you before, Xiao Che is a good kid. Even though you're five years older than him, you're beautiful enough, aren't you?"
Wang Yanran felt both embarrassed and annoyed. What good kid?
You all don't understand—that brat is a super playboy.
"Haha... my dear, are you blushing?" Li Mei, standing nearby, chuckled softly.
With the importance of these materials, it would be easy to bring down Deputy Director Qi Lv, and even those behind him would suffer as a result.
In truth, Wang Laiyun understood very well why he had been so easily framed.
Simply put... it was a power struggle between his backer and Qi Lv's backer. His side had lost, and so he, Wang Laiyun, had become the sacrificial pawn.
But the emergence of these materials was enough to turn the tables for him!
"Haha... Ranran, once this storm passes, let's go to the Jiang family together. I'll personally go and express my gratitude!"
......
At the Hangcheng Bai Family residence.
"Are you serious? Jiang Che really has a lot of... maids at the Jiang family?"
Bai Jie's beautiful eyes widened.
Ever since she found out that Jiang Che was a super playboy, Bai Jie had been thrilled.
As someone who was almost obsessively infatuated with Jiang Che, she didn't care if he was a womanizer. In fact, she feared him being loyal to just one person!
If he was a womanizer... she still had a chance. But if Jiang Che only loved one person... she would have no opportunity at all.
"Miss, the Jiang family has at least a dozen maids."
The private detective had even managed to sneak some photos of the maids. Although taken from a distance, they were clear enough.
"Hmm... you may leave. Find someone to make me a maid outfit just like theirs!"
Bai Jie lowered her gaze, her hand tightly clutching a necklace.
Her thoughts drifted far away. Back when she was a child, before she was recognized by the Hangcheng Bai Family and became the young lady, she had been bullied by many classmates. Her childhood had been dark, until a beam of light pierced through that darkness.
As she reminisced, the girl's eyes gradually took on a different tone. She opened her phone, which was filled with photos she had secretly taken. Each one was perfectly timed, and each one featured the same person.
Most of them were side profiles, but Jiang Che was handsome from every angle.
Bai Jie gently licked her delicate lips. "Jiang Che... brother."
......
"Achoo!"
Jiang Che, who had just woken up, sneezed inexplicably. With his current level of cultivation, he shouldn't be catching a cold.
"Maybe Qin Qiaoqiao is thinking of me, or perhaps Su Han or Lin Yu is."
Jiang Che smiled happily. Just mentioning the "protagonists of destiny" made him want to laugh.
These so-called protagonists had been completely ruined by him.
He had toyed with them enough. It was time to send them to hell.
Su Han and Chen Hao were obvious targets—just kill them outright!
As for Lin Yu... Jiang Che wasn't planning to kill him just yet. After all, Lin Yu was the protagonist of "The School Beauties' Personal Dragon." If Lin Yu died... what would happen to the subsequent plot?
With Lin Yu's script in hand, Jiang Che could plunder all the opportunities that were supposed to come his way!
From the way Wang Yanran's father had been targeted, it was clear that Lin Yu didn't have much influence on the plot. Even if he wasn't present... the events in the script would still unfold.
But what if he died?
Jiang Che didn't want to take that risk. Even if Lin Yu was useless, he still had to keep providing value!
......
After sending Yu Wan'er and Ye Mengyao off to school, Jiang Che called Qiangwei over.
Su Han had been tormented enough. It was time to send him on his way.
"Jiang Che, do you need something?"
Qiangwei was only wearing a pink nightgown, her long hair cascading down almost to her thighs. A single strand of hair stuck up on her head, giving her a slightly silly yet adorable look.
"Nothing much, just wanted to talk about your brother."
Jiang Che's expression was serious, and he didn't make any inappropriate moves toward Qiangwei.
"My brother! Jiang Che, did you find evidence of Su Han's crimes?"
Qiangwei asked urgently.
Jiang Che: "..."
This was a bit hard to handle.
It seemed that in Qiangwei's heart, Su Han had already been branded a criminal. When Jiang Che had initially sowed discord between them, he knew... once the seed of doubt was planted, it would never disappear.
"That's right! My suspicions were correct. It was Su Han who killed Bai Tianhuai!"
Now Jiang Che didn't even bother calling him "Brother Tianhuai." In Qiangwei's heart, Jiang Che's status was probably about to surpass that of her own brother.
Qiangwei's eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous aura emanated from her.
She wasn't just an ordinary girl. She had been through life-and-death situations for years in the Wolf Fang Mercenary Group!
Her hands had been stained with blood.
It was just that this cold and proud beauty had been softened by Jiang Che.
"Su Han!!! I'll make you pay with your life!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
