Chapter 294: Infinite Headstrong
Chapter 294: Infinite Headstrong
This trick was something Wang Haoran had used before—back when he dealt with the War God protagonist, Yan Guishan. Against male characters, this was undoubtedly one of the most effective moves in his arsenal.
Using the tea as cover, he spiked the drinks ever so subtly. And just like that, another 4500 Villain Points went into his account.
That 8000 points he spent to upgrade his Resistance Halo? Half of it had already come back.
Wang Haoran smiled faintly to himself. But what caught his eye was how the system labeled Lu Beige and the others: “Supporting Male Leads.”
That surprised him at first. He thought Lu Beige—the cold, overbearing CEO—was the main lead. But now that he thought about it, it made sense.
In female-centric novels, the so-called “male supports” essentially filled the same role female leads did in male-oriented ones.
Often, there wouldn’t even be a clear male lead early on. These stories let the male supports fight among themselves, and the one who simped the hardest, pleased the heroine the most—he’d eventually get the upgrade and become the official male lead by the finale.
So among Lu Beige, Gu Nanfeng, and Shen Yixing, it wasn’t clear yet who’d win—but they were all provisional simp candidates, and they didn’t even know what had just happened to them.
Off to the side, the assistant director still held one cup of tea—the last one—intended for Li Yunxi. But the poison in it only worked on men. Li Yunxi could drink it and feel nothing at all.
That extra cup was just a convenient bonus.
And yet… Li Yunxi stood there, unmoving, with zero intention of touching the cup.
Shen Yixing leaned toward her and gently coaxed, “Yunxi, since Young Master Wang already said it was a misunderstanding, why not just drink this tea and let it go?”
Gu Nanfeng chimed in as well, “Yeah, just drink it. It’s the polite thing to do.”
Without a word, Li Yunxi took the teacup from the tray.
Then, with a flick of her wrist, she poured the tea directly onto the floor. Crash. The empty cup slipped from her fingers and shattered against the ground.
Chin raised high, she met Wang Haoran’s eyes without a trace of fear.
“Don’t kid yourself,” she said coldly. “Don’t think that pretending to be kind will fool me. I’ve met your kind before. You’re trying to win my favor, but I’ll tell you right now—give up. I’ll never fall for a Rich Second Gen like you.”
Wang Haoran was floored.
What kind of thought process does this protagonist have?! The situation had been smoothed over already, and she still had to make it messy again? And she seriously believed he was into her?
He let out an internal sigh, but then it hit him—it had to be the combined effect of her Pretty-Boy Magnet Halo and that absurd Unshakable Will Halo.
Every guy that crossed her path probably turned into a shameless simp, thanks to that halo. Over time, her worldview had warped—she thought every handsome guy liked her.
In her eyes, Wang Haoran naturally fit that pattern too.
And that second halo? Infinite fearlessness. Made her act without restraint. She didn’t care who she was going up against—even heaven itself, she’d still bark back.
While Wang Haoran processed all this, the assistant director suddenly leapt up beside him, clearly enraged by Li Yunxi’s attitude. He jabbed a finger toward her and snapped, “You’ve got some nerve! Young Master Wang’s already shown mercy and offered you a peaceful way out. All he asked was for you to drink a damn cup of tea, and you pull this crap?”
Li Yunxi snorted and raised her nose. “Mercy? Please. He’s obviously trying to act like a good guy just to win my heart. I’m not buying it.”
Yu Fei couldn’t stand her anymore. “Do you really think you’re all that just because you’re pretty? With Young Master Wang’s background, he could have any woman he wants. You seriously think he’d go after you?”
Li Yunxi glanced at Wang Haoran with disdain. “Oh yeah? If you’re really not into me, then swear it. Swear that if you are, you’ll be struck by lightning.”
Wang Haoran laughed coldly and didn’t even bother replying. Why should he dignify her lunacy with a response?
But of course, in Li Yunxi’s twisted mind, his silence only confirmed her suspicions.
She looked even more smug now.
Over on her side, Lu Beige, Gu Nanfeng, and Shen Yixing actually agreed with her worldview. In their eyes, someone like Yunxi was the type of woman any man would desire.
Still, none of the three wanted her to keep causing trouble. Director Gu Nanfeng finally raised his hand and clapped twice to break the tension.
“All right, enough. Time’s wasting. Back to work, everyone.”
The crew quickly scattered and got back to filming.
Meanwhile, Wang Haoran pulled out his phone and sent a message to Shao Wanwan.
Li Yunxi’s arrogance was infuriating—any normal man would’ve snapped by now, never mind a villain like him. Letting it go? No chance. Not after she made a fool of him.
And as for her “training route”? Raising her favorability, earning her trust, flipping her like some romantic flag?
Heh. Forget it. With her attitude, he’d be lucky to hit 50 Favorability before her entire arc ended. And besides, doing all that would basically be the same as turning into a simp himself.
Wang Haoran wasn’t stupid—or desperate.
He’d rather treat her like a male protagonist. Target acquired, time to dismantle type shit.
Only problem? He didn’t have the right kind of poison on him. So he messaged Shao Wanwan and her reply came almost instantly.
Twenty minutes later, Wang Haoran excused himself, heading to a deserted, camera-free stairwell in the shopping complex.
There, Shao Wanwan waited. Her face was pale, her expression terrified. The moment she saw him, she dropped to her knees, voice trembling.
“Ancestor, please spare me! I didn’t know Jiang Gaoxuan was targeting a woman related to you! I swear, I didn’t mean to mess up your plans—please, spare me this once!”
Wang Haoran reached out and gently helped her to her feet. “You didn’t know. I don’t blame you.”
Shao Wanwan wasn’t like Jiang Gaoxuan. She was a female lead, and that distinction mattered. She had to be handled differently.
And truth be told, even though she nearly screwed things up, she accidentally played a helpful role in the grand scheme.
How could he stay mad? In fact, he was secretly impressed. Still… he couldn’t help but roast her internally for a moment. The poison she used on Luo Qingqian was way too intense.
If not for his enhanced constitution and support from Hundred-Year True Qi, he’d probably be lying paralyzed in a hospital bed right now.
Shao Wanwan trembled. “Ancestor… you really mean it? You’re not going to punish me?”
Wang Haoran’s voice was calm and warm. “Why would I lie? I said I don’t blame you—so why would I punish you?”
She blinked, stunned.
After all, this was her second mistake. The first time, she tried to hijack his car. The second time, she nearly helped Jiang Gaoxuan take out Luo Qingqian—his chosen woman.
But in the sect, she’d heard stories from the Elders. The Ancestor was cold, ruthless. Anyone who messed up got dealt with—hard. But toward her… he was being so gentle, so understanding…
And he was so… so handsome.
Shao Wanwan found herself unable to look away. Her cheeks flushed with a soft pink hue.
【Ding! Female lead Shao Wanwan’s Favorability toward host +10. Current Favorability: 40 (Very Friendly)】
【Ding! Host has altered plot trajectory. Villain Points +700!】
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