After leaving the Bai family,
Gu Yan sat in the car, beginning to ponder his next steps.
The Martial Artist Selection Conference was an important event he couldn’t afford to miss.
It directly influenced the direction of his main plan.
Which was... to replace [Night].
Gu Yan had thought long and hard before finalizing this plan. When he discovered that his "Pure Love Points" could be used in various ways,
he had already mapped out his next moves.
If he didn’t want Leng Qingqiu to suffer the pain she endured in the original story, then...
he would create his own [Night] and become the [Night King].
Becoming the [Night King] didn’t mean he actually had to become the [Night King] from the original story.
He just needed everyone to believe he was the real [Night King].
As long as everyone recognized him as the leader of the [Night] organization, he could effectively replace Leng Qingqiu’s [Night]!
And what Gu Yan planned to do after becoming the [Night King] was simple.
He would eliminate all of Leng Qingqiu’s enemies from the original story!
When Leng Qingqiu noticed her enemies disappearing one by one, she might... just stop thinking about revenge.
Knowing all the plot points from the original story, as long as he played his cards right and absorbed all the forces that originally belonged to Leng Qingqiu,
he could use their strength to deal with stronger enemies.
Then... he would definitely be able to steer Leng Qingqiu away from the original plot and ensure they both survived!
Finally, creating a happy ending!
Ah... what would he do with Qingqiu after they got married?
Gu Yan had already thought about their future after success. He’d definitely buy a bigger house.
Then, he and Qingqiu would live happily together for the rest of their lives.
As for failure? Or if something unexpected happened and things didn’t go according to plan?
Well...
"........."
Gu Yan fell silent. He’d deal with that when the time came.
After all, no one could predict the future, right?
Especially...
His mind drifted to the image of Leng Qingqiu, crying yet irresistibly alluring.
Ahem...
He coughed lightly, his expression slightly awkward.
Especially when even the final antagonist had turned out like that, what else was impossible?
Just then,
a voice echoed in Gu Yan’s mind.
It was the voice of Long Zaitian, the current master of the King of Hell Palace.
[Master, You Xingxue has been found.]
(For those who forgot, refer to Chapter 122.)
Hearing this, Gu Yan’s lips curled into a faint smile. Good, very good.
You Xingxue was a cultivation genius Gu Yan had asked Long Zaitian to find.
In the original story, she was one of the later antagonists recruited by Leng Qingqiu.
But now, she was just an ordinary socially awkward college girl who wanted to make friends.
As for how she turned dark... according to the plot, it was about to begin.
Thinking this, Gu Yan said, “Old Gao, head to Rose Love.”
At the same time, he made another phone call.
“Understood, Young Master.”
......
......
Meanwhile,
at the Bai family residence.
In Bai Qionglan’s bedroom.
Click~
The moment she entered, Bai Qionglan locked the door.
Leng Ling’er blinked in confusion. “Qionglan, why did you lock the door?”
As if caught doing something wrong, Bai Qionglan nervously averted her gaze. “Be... because I don’t want to be disturbed.”
“Ling’er, you wouldn’t want someone barging in while we’re playing around, right?”
Leng Ling’er seemed to recall the time she hid her phone, only for Gu Yan to suddenly burst in.
She nodded repeatedly. “Yeah! You’re right!”
With that, Leng Ling’er casually flopped onto Bai Qionglan’s bed. “Yay~ It’s been so long since I’ve been to your place.”
“This bed is as comfy as ever!”
Indeed, this wasn’t Leng Ling’er’s first time visiting Bai Qionglan’s home.
She was already familiar with everything.
After saying this, she chuckled. “Qionglan, come here! I brought lots of snacks! We can play all day today!”
Today, Leng Ling’er was dressed in a cute JK uniform, with black thigh-high socks and a pair of round-toe leather shoes.
Her shoes were now carelessly tossed aside, revealing her feet, which looked incredibly alluring wrapped in the thigh-high socks.
Seeing this, Bai Qionglan swallowed hard, her expression slightly unnatural.
“Ling’er, did you forget something?”
She walked closer, pretending to ask casually.
Leng Ling’er thought for a moment, then sat up and grinned at Bai Qionglan. “You’re right, I forgot to tell you.”
By now, Bai Qionglan had already sat on the edge of the bed.
The scent unique to Leng Ling’er began to fill her nostrils.
Her heart raced with excitement.
Ling’er’s scent... this is Ling’er’s scent...
Hehe, this is amazing...
Now it’s time for the main event!
As soon as Ling’er brings up that topic, I’ll make my move!
Come on, Ling’er! Say it! Say it!
On the surface, Bai Qionglan remained calm, but inside, she was already brimming with anticipation.
Finally, she had managed to get Ling’er to visit her home again!
This time, no matter what, she was going to do what she should have done long ago!
But...
Leng Ling’er picked up a controller and handed it to Bai Qionglan, apologizing, “Qionglan, look at my memory. We still haven’t finished that game we were playing last time.”
“Here! I brought a new one this time. It should feel great!”
Bai Qionglan’s lips twitched as she looked at the expectant Leng Ling’er.
She couldn’t help but sigh. “Alright, Ling’er...”
But it’s fine. Once we finish the game, it’ll be time for the main event!
Bai Qionglan had already decided. Today, no matter what, nothing would stop her from doing what she had to do!!!
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