Villain – Peeking at the Diary, the Female Leads’ Personas Collapse

Elsewhere.
A woman picked up her phone and smirked.
“What is it, my foolish brother?” Ye Zifeng’s furious voice came through the speaker.
“Ye Zimei! Are you insane?! Is this your doing?!”
“Yep. What, are you surprised? Do you like my little gift?”
Ye Zifeng roared, “You damn bitch! You dare interfere with my plans?!”
“Oh, I didn’t just interfere. I plan to keep messing things up. What’s wrong? Getting scared? If you’re so bothered by it, why don’t you go lay your hands on Xiaoli?”
“You … why? I need a reason. Why would you give an outsider our technique?”
“It’s a demonic art. Where’s the concept of ‘insiders’ and ‘outsiders’ in a technique like that?”
“The family forbids its members from practicing it, but there’s no rule against outsiders learning it, right?”
Ye Zifeng froze.
“You … you practiced it too, didn’t you?”
“Well, I’m not telling you that, my foolish little brother. Enjoy yourself. If you die, I’ll make sure to collect your corpse.”
Ye Zifeng gritted his teeth.
“One last question—will Xiaoli betray the Ye family?”
Ye Zimei chuckled.
“Of course not. Because I … am the Ye family.”
“Alright, that’s all. Goodbye.”
The call ended.
Ye Zifeng wiped his back—it was drenched in cold sweat.
He hadn’t completely lost his mind and forced things just now. Otherwise, he might have really lost all his internal energy.
Things were just getting more and more entertaining.
…
At the same time, Ye Zimei put down her phone, a smile on her lips. She glanced at the photo in her hand—Chen Fan.
She never thought she would still be a female lead. Wasn’t she supposed to appear much later in the story?
It seemed her instincts were right. Xiaoli really was an important plot character. She just never expected her story to be so messy—caught between Ye Aotian and Ling Xiaoyun.
The real question was—what would happen if Ye Aotian actually got involved with Xiaoli?
Ye Zimei was curious.
If it boosted the protagonist’s power, that would truly prove how strong the world’s narrative force was.
But if it didn’t, if he became a cripple instead, then what happens next? Where will this story go?
…
“Pfft—hahaha!”
Upon seeing the diary update, Cao Zijin and Liu Feifei both burst into laughter at the same time.
For these heroines, watching Chen Fan shut himself off every day was an amusing experience. More importantly, this guy was truly entertaining and humorous.
Lin Qingyue glanced at the diary, silently counting on her fingers.
Honestly, in a male-oriented novel, most guys wouldn’t find anything wrong with this setup. However, if a woman read this, she would definitely feel uncomfortable.
After all, no woman likes being treated as a commodity or a prize.
After finishing his diary entry, Chen Fan tapped “Upload.”
Right now, all of Chen Fan’s internal energy was sustained by the Yellow Emperor’s Internal Canon. The most interesting part of this technique was that even without actively cultivating, his internal energy increased rapidly every day.
With every breath, his energy would grow.
Endlessly regenerating.
After all, this was the original, ancient version of the technique. Given the setting of this novel’s world, it was naturally absurdly powerful.
Now, with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, Chen Fan felt a bit ... out of place.
Standing in front of the mirror, looking at his muscles, Chen Fan suddenly thought—if he became a fitness coach, he could probably make a fortune.
Stepping out of his room, Chen Fan looked at the group of people around the dining table and sighed, “You all need to pay me for food. Zhu Yeqing works hard cooking every day.”
The group gave Chen Fan a disdainful look.
Chen Fan continued, “Why are you all looking at me like that? Every single one of you is a woman, yet none of you can cook? Isn’t that embarrassing?”
After saying this, he reached out and patted Zhu Yeqing’s head. “Thanks for your hard work.”
Zhu Yeqing smiled, “It’s fine, Young Master, as long as you’re happy.”
Liu Feifei said, “I can cook, but I’m worried ... your house might not survive it.”
After breakfast, Chen Fan volunteered to visit the film set. To be honest, he was just looking for a side quest.
—Inside the car—
Cao Zijin said expectantly, “Hubby, I think you’re really too good to me.”
“Take that back. I’m not that nice. Just tell me, what do you want this time?”
“Nothing much, I just saw a ring I liked recently.”
“Buy it. Ask the butler for money. Don’t come to me, I’m annoyed right now.”
“Hubby, what’s bothering you? Tell me, maybe I can help.”
Liu Feifei said, “Brother Chen Fan, look over there on that building. It looks like someone is setting something up. What are they doing?”
“I don’t know. Probably just some people with too much time on their hands.”
“Oh, so people nowadays are so carefree? Eat until they’re full, then just waste time like that? Why can’t I do that?”
“Because you’re a pig. Of course, you wouldn’t understand.”
Liu Feifei said, “That actually sounds wonderful. Eating until I’m full, then sleeping, then waking up to eat again—how happy would that be?”
Chen Fan and Cao Zijin were both shocked.