I’m a Villain! Why Are You Trying to Date Me?
Chapter 52

Chapter 52

She glanced at the timid-looking girl across the room and smirked. They indeed had a bit of history.

Two years ago, Meng Xiaoling wasn’t the sweet, ladylike girl she was now. She’d been… a little gangster. Tattoos (stickers), cigarettes (harmless), alcohol (sugar water), and gambling (with monopoly money).

But all of it was, in fact, staged. Why, you ask?

Because Meng Youqian adored his daughter so much, he fabricated an entire fake “gangster life” for her to enjoy. The bars and clubs she went to? His businesses. The “thugs” around her? His trusted employees playing roles. She was living in a carefully controlled fantasy.

That was, until Bai Bing’er came to Li City. With her uncanny insight into human nature, Bai Bing’er broke the illusion with a few sharp truths.

“This is all just a sandbox your dad built for you. You think you’re a rebel? Real gangsters wouldn’t leave you intact. You’d be drugged and dumped across a dozen beds before you even knew what happened. Grow up, little girl.”

Those words burned into Meng Xiaoling’s heart. She gave up her fake rebellion and became the “good girl” she is now. And even though her father knew it was Bai Bing’er who shattered the fantasy, he never blamed her. He was just happy his daughter had changed for the better.

Now, back to Lin Tian’s inner voice. From it, Bai Bing’er had deduced several crucial things:

• • • • “Male lead” and “female lead” are code names for some logic or fate system, and Jiang Yifeng is the male lead, while even she herself is considered one of many “female leads.”

• • • • Lin Tian is like a prophet. He knew what the first auction item would be. He knew Jiang Yifeng’s bid. He even knew another item Jiang would bid on later. How did he know it? Who is he really?

• • • • Shang Chan and Zhao Mengmeng are unusually close to Lin Tian, and possibly Bai Bing’er too. She remembered how that flawless real estate deal she’d crafted was somehow seen through. Was Lin Tian the strategist behind Shang Chan?

• • • • Lin Tian is avoiding them all, not just her. And he sees Jiang Yifeng as someone to hide from, not confront. This hinted at something deeper, some dangerous entanglement between Lin Tian and Jiang Yifeng.

The more she thought about it, the more intrigued she became. Lin Tian had become irresistibly interesting.

At the same time, Shang Chan and Zhao Mengmeng were furious.

Six female leads already? Jiang Yifeng, you bastard!

They’d heard Lin Tian’s thoughts most often and understood what “female lead” meant — it meant Jiang had targeted these women for his harem. The fact that they themselves were among those women made their blood boil.

“No more holding back,” Shang Chan thought coldly. “I’ll mobilize all of Zhao Corp’s resources to take Jiang Yifeng down. Even if he’s some ‘Son of Destiny,’ I’ll make sure he never rises again.”

This was her at her peak of ruthless — the icy CEO with a flawless record in business warfare.

And yet…

She suddenly turned to Lin Tian and softly asked, “Are you thirsty? Should I get you some water?”

BOOM! Ice queen no more. She was now a sweet girl-next-door.

Lin Tian, caught off guard, flailed a bit. “No, no, I’m good!” he said quickly, panicking.

[Not now! Shang Chan, please, your dad’s right there! Jiang Yifeng is right there!]

Shang Chan blushed and looked away.

Her imagination took off like a rocket.

So… if they weren’t around… it’d be okay?

If Lin Tian knew what she was thinking, he’d choke in disbelief.

On the other side, Xuan Yuan Qingya’s expression turned ice-cold.

Even Meng Xiaoling is one of his targets? So he wants to collect all of us, does he…

She looked at Jiang Yifeng’s gloomy face and scoffed.

Let’s see if you make it out of here alive.

She turned to her mother.

“Mom, is the Xing team in position?”

Xuan Yuan Xing nodded calmly.

“Unless the Dragon Group interferes, he’s not going anywhere tonight.”

Qingya nodded and shifted her gaze to the auction stage.

Xue Xue was just about to reveal the fifth bid, Jiang Yifeng’s.