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

“Sis … I … This is my first time dealing with something like this. I … I’m nervous.”
Cao Zijin said, “What’s there to be nervous about? It’s just those things, isn’t it?”
Liu Feifei said, “But … but I don’t like Ye Zifeng. That guy’s got this smug, annoying look. I really hate it. If he confesses to me, I’ll be so embarrassed. You’ll all look down on me.”
“Think about Sister Jin Lan. Her situation’s a bit worse than ours.”
After thinking about it, Liu Feifei started laughing uncontrollably. Right—there was someone even worse off.
Actually, Jin Lan was pretty upset too. She’d thought she’d get some screentime this time, but who knew it’d still be so minor? She showed up, but barely.
Plus, Jin Lan seemed to have received a gift box from Ye Aotian. The guy expressed his gratitude to her.
The main thing was, Jin Lan had no idea what she’d done for Ye Aotian. What was going on? Did Ye Aotian give himself extra lines?
At the filming site, Ye Zifeng walked over holding flowers.
Ye Zifeng had been rejected. He knew that if Jin Lan were so easy to win over, she wouldn’t be Jin Lan.
His older brother had told him not to place too much hope in anyone. That was a rule. So, in this world, aside from his brother, the person Ye Zifeng trusted most was always himself.
His own strength, the improvement of his knowledge reserves—that was the true core.
But if he failed, he’d quickly identify his shortcomings. Still, he’d rethink things, try something new, and avoid being so passive.
Holding the flowers, he found Liu Feifei and handed them to her.
“Feifei, these are for you.”
Liu Feifei was discussing strategies with Cao Zijin at the time. When she saw who approached, she instantly felt awful.
…
She didn’t take them, feeling a bit helpless. How was she supposed to accept this?
Cao Zijin said, “Liu Feifei, what are you spacing out for? Look, Young Master Ye Zifeng wants to pursue you.”
Liu Feifei nodded, accepted the flowers, and said, “Thank you … We should become good friends, right?”
Ye Zifeng smiled and said, “No worries. I know this is too sudden, and it doesn’t matter. I also know you have a suitor like Ye Aotian, but I’m not afraid. I believe I’m much stronger than Ye Aotian.”
Men and their boring competitions. Girls actually all know one thing: liking someone isn’t about how strong they are.
The way women and men understood things had always been from two different angles.
Men were competitive creatures, but women were emotional ones.
Tossing the flowers aside, Ye Zifeng left.
Liu Feifei said, “Sis, what are you doing? Isn’t this messy enough already?”
“You dummy, just take them. Seriously.”
“My mom said not to accept gifts from boys I don’t like.”
“But if you don’t take them, he’ll keep bothering you. What then?”
Liu Feifei said, “How could someone like that exist? That shouldn’t happen, right? I … I don’t know what to do.”
“Let me ask you something: How do you make a guy give up completely?”
Liu Feifei said, “I know, I know! You taught me—make him think you’re in love with someone else, right?”
“But how exactly do you do it?”
“I … I don’t know. I can’t think of a way. What, am I supposed to grab a megaphone and shout that I actually like Chen Fan?”
“You really like Chen Fan? It’s not just because he gives you good food?”
“A little bit, hehe. But I have to say, the stuff at Brother Chen Fan’s house is so delicious.”
Cao Zijin said, “That doesn’t really count as liking someone. But I do know a method that’ll let you avoid dealing with anyone else entirely.”
“Really?”
“Of course. Wait a sec—this’ll need Chen Fan’s help.”
Then Cao Zijin called Chen Fan.
Meanwhile, Chen Fan was looking at the new martial art he’d just acquired.
But the Buddhist Six Supernatural Powers made Chen Fan’s inner strength even more solid—no leakage or anything.
Next time, if he ran into Ye Zimei, that woman wouldn’t have any way to deal with him.
The phone rang. Chen Fan said, “What’s up? If it’s nothing, I’m sleeping. It’s raining hard—don’t you know how nice it is to sleep on a rainy day?”
“Husband, get up! Stop sleeping. I need your help with something.”
“No way. I’m not a charity.”
“Come on, husband, hear me out. Ye Aotian didn’t show up today.”
“Wait … When you’re filming, doesn’t the protagonist need to be there every day?”
“No idea. Ye Aotian took a leave, and the director approved it. Plus, they said Ye Aotian’s scenes aren’t that many anymore.”
“Whether he shows up or not, what’s it got to do with me? Tell me what’s going on first.”
Stay calm and see what this is about.
“It’s not anything huge. It’s just that Liu Feifei got confessed to and she’s super stressed. The poor girl’s about to cry. I was thinking, husband, you could come talk to her.”
“What am I supposed to say to her …?”
“Just come. I promise there’s nothing else. This time, I swear, really.”
“Fine. But let’s be clear—once I’m done talking, I’m out. It’s pouring rain with thunder and lightning. Is this really necessary, you guys?”
Cao Zijin hung up and said, “Watch and learn. Oh, and call your assistant over. Also, grab a few trustworthy people on the way—I’ve got something for them to do.”
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