After watching the video, Chen Fan felt not quite right. Sure, it was funny, really funny, but, dude, youâre the protagonist. Arenât you digging your own grave?
This doesnât seem like a good look.
But, when Chen Fan found out that the storyline was still correct and that Ye Aotian remained the protagonist, he finally sighed with relief. As long as he was still the main character, there wasnât too much to worry about.
Actually, this was the part Chen Fan found most ridiculous. Anyone familiar with capital manipulation knew that a celebrity alone couldnât wield such influence.
But in this novel, it was described that way.
Chen Fan had previously thought about what would happen if there werenât any product tie-ins. The impact would turn out to be minimal. A bit of an increase, but not much.
This time, however, Chen Fan added a small product. It was also to protect the development of this storyline. Chen Fan didnât want the plot to veer off too far from its course.
Restarting everything would be a real pain.
At noon, Cao Zijin would head straight to Chen Fanâs villa.
The script was ready, and in the afternoon, she needed to shoot her costume photos. The director wanted to see which direction would suit best.
While Cao Zijin had nothing to worry about, Ye Aotian, as a newcomer, was a source of concern. If the feedback was poor and the audience couldnât accept it, that wouldnât be good.
âHoney, where are you? Are you not home?â
At this moment, Chen Fan, hiding in his house, naturally heard Cao Zijinâs words. He didnât feel good at all. Honestly, he didnât have much to do today. It was supposed to be the main characterâs solo show-off time. But Cao Zijin returned like a haunting ghost, making Chen Fan feel like he wanted to die.
âSigh, this is so painful. My husbandâs not at home, and I donât even know who to show off this qipao to.â
The next second.
Standing on the second floor, Chen Fan looked at Cao Zijin and said, âWhat do you need me for?â
Chen Fan just found her annoying. He couldnât stand it anymoreâwhoâs even interested in watching a qipao or whatever?
âWow, honey, what were you up to? Iâve called you so many times!â
âNapping. Just say what you need.â
âI want to buy something, but I donât have money. You need to give me money.â
âIf itâs money you need, you can just ask the butler. Why are you coming to me?â
Cao Zijin laughed, ignoring Chen Fanâs words. She climbed up the stairs and said, âJust teasing you. I have my own money. I wouldnât spend yours, honey. Donât worry. If you ever run out of money, Iâll support you. You can be my kept man.â
Chen Fan stretched out his hand and lightly pinched Cao Zijinâs chin, saying, âAre you trying to tell me that I canât compare to Ye Aotian? Is that it? Have you taken one look at Ye Aotian and started to like him?â
My acting skills should win an award by now. Playing an insecure, fawning admirer is pure dedication.
Cao Zijin smiled, looking at Chen Fan, and said, âNo, of course not. I donât even want to know him.â
âReally? Then why is he the male lead? As a big star, canât you handle a guy like him?â
Actually, Cao Zijin was doing all this to avoid getting hit. After all, who wanted to be hit? She was just hoping that when Chen Fan did hit her in the future, he could go a little easier.
But she noticed something. When Chen Fan held her by the neck, he didnât use much force. In other words, he was controlling his strength.
From the school events, she could deduce a few things. There was no mysterious person. No one in the Chen family could surpass a martial arts master. Wealth alone couldnât summon someone of that caliber.
The only answer was that Chen Fan killed Chen Changsheng directly. And it was instantaneousâa total suppression. Chen Changsheng couldnât even defend himself against Chen Fan.
The bodyguards at home had said to Cao Zijin that, when martial arts reached a certain level, one could hear sounds from very far away.
The reason she called out to Chen Fan and mentioned wearing a qipao was to confirm one thing.
Chen Fanâs appearance reassured her that he did like her. He was just restrained by the storyline, so he didnât show it. And when he was holding her ⦠she didnât feel any pain.
So, all her reasoning was sound and logical. He definitely liked her. Why was she so confident? Because she was Cao Zijin; that was the most fundamental reason.
Cao Zijin broke free of Chen Fanâs grip, looked at him, and asked, âIf, in the future, I marry you, would you help me deal with the Cao family?â
Chen Fan sighed and said, âIf we end up together in the future, of course, Iâll help you. Youâre my wife; only I get to bully you. But whether you can be my wife is still uncertain.â
With that, Chen Fan returned to his bedroom, leaving Cao Zijin somewhat puzzled.
Writing to this point, Chen Fan sighed.
â¦
The novel only described the protagonist, never anyone elseâs story, and even if it did, it was only a passing mention.
For example, after the protagonist levels up and returns to China, upon discovering Chen Fanâs disappearance, heâs shocked. From outsiders, he learns that Chen Fanâs company was taken over by Cao Zijin.
He makes a remark: Evil has met its match.
Yes, Cao Zijin was set up as a villainâa vindictive villain. But when the Cao family was described, all thatâs said was that she was a mistressâs child. After the mistress died, Cao Zijin is told that the Cao family is full of terrible people.
Yet Cao Zijin still grew up with the Cao family.