Villain – Peeking at the Diary, the Female Leads' Personas Collapse-Chapter 219
Chapter 219
Because of prior arrangements, they could sit in a private booth at the auction, meaning bidding and such would be handled by designated staff.
As for Nangong Qingyan, she found an excuse to leave but actually slipped through a hidden door to join Chen Fan in his booth.
“What’s this? A hidden door?”
“Yes. The auction needs to see how you handle things. This may look like an auction, but it’s more like a club, isn’t it?”
She pointed to the room behind her.
Chen Fan said, “What do you mean?”
“In the Modu City, there are plenty of gigolos living off women. They come to the auction to buy things for their wives or partners, and along the way, they might meet new girls. Otherwise, if the auction only relied on profits, it wouldn’t be realistic. You need to develop some side businesses.”
“How much money are we talking?”
“Quite a bit. But the main thing is, this is all in service of the auction. Good service is what keeps the auction house stable and strong. Otherwise, the Nangong family wouldn’t have maintained control over the auction’s core for so long.”
You guys are ruthless.
Meanwhile, Ye Aotian was receiving pretty good treatment. In his private booth, someone was massaging his shoulders, while Ling Xiaoyun handled the bidding. As for Qian Daode, he was hiding in a corner, chatting with someone.
“Sigh, I didn’t expect Ye Aotian to be such a great guy.”
“Hmm? Why are you suddenly talking about Ye Aotian, Little Brother?”
Their relationship had developed at a decent pace. Qian Daode had some skill, starting as a junior and gradually rising to the role of “little brother.”
“It’s nothing. I just came to Nangong Qingyan’s place, and Ye Aotian got hit by her.”
“What? Why?”
It didn’t make sense. The Nangong family surely knew about this matter and would, to some extent, give face to the Di family. They wouldn’t lay a hand on their son.
So why did this happen?
Qian Daode continued, “Listen, let me tell you.”
Qian Daode explained roughly, and soon Mei Lan understood, saying, “Hmm, I think I get it. This was a test. The test was to see Ye Aotian’s potential. The Nangong family always conducts these tests. I bet Nangong Qingyan is placing her bets on Ye Aotian.”
“I haven’t heard about this. Is there a precedent?”
Mei Lan said, “Yes, there’s a precedent. Back in the day, when your parents’ generation was competing, the Nangong family also placed bets. At the time, many people were optimistic about that person, and no one thought much of Di Junsi. But the Nangong family alone backed Di Junsi, and as it turned out, Di Junsi did become the spokesperson for the top family.”
Holy crap, looks like the Nangong family really has some clout.
But according to Qian Daode’s calculations, Ye Aotian was definitely the strongest contender to become the spokesperson for the top family.
His progress was just too fast. Even just yesterday, his advancements were remarkable. Breaking through while drinking? That’s freaking absurd.
Still, Qian Daode was thrilled because he felt he’d backed the right horse.
In the grand scheme of things, everything was preordained.
The Qian family was also a betting family. Qian Daode’s parents’ generation had bet on Di Junsi, which was why the Qian family became the second-ranked family in the end.
In this generation, Qian Wuyue bet on Brother Di, but Qian Daode bet on Ye Aotian.
But let’s not forget—the novel’s protagonist is Ye Aotian, so the ultimate winner will inevitably be Ye Aotian.
Say what you will, the author was quite skilled at weaving these fateful arrangements. Many parts align smoothly and feel reasonable.
Plus, they occasionally slip in some extra “private goods” here and there.
For example, Mei Lan’s character design was one such plot point.
Chen Fan had entertained some mischievous ideas. If she was good-looking, he might’ve considered getting closer, but when he realized she wasn’t, he gave up.
Yeah, no way I can handle that.
But if Chen Fan knew about Qian Daode’s antics, he’d probably give him a big thumbs-up. You’re a god.
A true god.
In the original novel, Qian Daode was indeed a ruthless character. Sometimes, the comedic or trolling plotlines were carried by him. There was even a description of Qian Daode.
Some said Qian Daode was the reincarnation of Cao Cao, a true warlord.
In an international conflict, Qian Daode was ferocious, storming into another family and winning over the mother of a family head. When that incident appeared in the book, countless readers gave Qian Daode a thumbs-up.
If this guy isn’t ruthless, who is?
“I get it now, but I’m still a bit worried about Ye Aotian. Though he seems fine, all lively and bouncing around.”
“The Emperor Heart Technique is still very strong, haha.”
“So, Sister Mei Lan, if I got beaten, would you feel bad?”
Mei Lan sighed helplessly and said, “I’d feel bad. Happy now? You ask these kinds of questions every day. Honestly, you should go to a hospital.”
“I did. No use. It’s just how I am. I’m naturally drawn to older women.”
How to put it? For men, older women are generally acceptable, but it’s about mature women, not elderly ones.
If you’re good-looking, it’s called maturity. But if you’re not good-looking and old, that term doesn’t apply.
“I’m just happy that you care about me. Thanks, Sister Mei Lan.”
“Enough with the sweet talk. And thank you for telling me about Ye Aotian. Honestly, I’m old acquaintances with Ye Aotian’s father. Seeing the younger generation grow up warms my heart.”
“Hmm … So, Sister Mei Lan, do you have time? How about we grab dinner and watch a movie sometime?”
Mei Lan said, “What are you thinking? Stop daydreaming. Aren’t you afraid Di Junsi would kill you?”
“I’m just having dinner with Sister Mei Lan. No one would misunderstand, right? Or … Sister Mei Lan, are you misunderstanding something? Or did you just think of something?”
Holy crap. If Chen Fan saw this, he’d strongly suggest Qian Daode start a real-life class. A ton of people would probably kneel to listen.
“Let’s not talk about this.”
“No, wait. Then … can I have a photo? I want to see.”
Mei Lan couldn’t resist and casually sent one.
“No makeup, just a random shot from somewhere. Take it and look. Same old rules.”
“I know. I definitely won’t show anyone.”
At this moment, the group chat saw everything crystal clear.
When the conversation between the two ended, the group fell into collective silence.
Liu Feifei said, “I feel enlightened at this moment. Holy crap, Qian Daode is a god-tier talent.”
Cao Zijing said, “I used to think I was smart, that everything was under my control. But now? Damn it, I’m just a kid compared to Qian Daode. The difference is like heaven and earth.”
Jin Lan said, “Mei Lan’s probably fallen for it. Who the hell did this? This is just too shameless.”
Number Seven said, “I swear, I didn’t do anything. He just asked me for some photos and info. I happened to have investigated Ye Aotian, so I passed it along. I really didn’t expect it to develop this far.”
Ling Yuyan said, “I think if Qian Daode succeeds one day, you have to live stream it.”
“No way.”
Number Seven quickly refused, saying, “I won’t. That request is way too much.”
“I’ll shower you with rockets. How about that?”
Number Seven suddenly felt like it might be doable. This actually seemed like a pretty good idea.
Ye Ziyue said, “Hmm, this is indeed absurd. I’ve done some digging and seem to have learned a bit.”
Nangong Qingyan said, “Why are you all asking me? I know everything! Why isn’t anyone asking me? Am I not famous enough?”
Holy crap, we forgot about this big shot.
Everyone immediately quieted down, waiting obediently.
Liu Feifei said, “Hurry up and spill. I’ve got my melon seeds and cola ready.”
Nangong Qingyan said, “It’s simple. Back in his era, Ye Aotian’s father was the strongest. He beat the crap out of everyone.”
Damn, that brutal?
Nangong Qingyan continued, “And back then, he was indeed with Mei Lan, and they had a child. When the child was only a few months old, Ye Aotian’s father was ganged up on and killed by several families. You get it—he was just too arrogant back then.”
