Villain – Peeking at the Diary, the Female Leads' Personas Collapse-Chapter 225

Chapter 225

Chen Fan frowned. Honestly, in a private bar, this kind of dance wouldn’t be a big deal. Guys go out and order dances like this. But this wasn’t a private bar—it was a public event with so many people. The most ridiculous part was that the crowd was cheering along.

You could tell this circle was truly dark to the core.

This part matched the novel’s theme and what it was trying to convey, but wasn’t it a bit too much?

Chen Fan felt the situation had already exceeded his expectations. Countless women were cheering. After all, Ye Aotian practiced ancient martial arts, so his fitness was top-notch, almost like a fitness coach.

Chen Fan lay back comfortably, took a sip of his drink, and felt good. This plot was still on track. Nice. But then, Xiao Yu suddenly reached down and pulled.

Instantly, the whole place went silent. The dancing crowd stopped dead.

Chen Fan was dumbfounded, staring silently, lost in thought.

Standing up, he suddenly wanted to jump off the rooftop. I’m done with this.

Damn it, no wonder something felt off. You guys aren’t just humiliating the protagonist, are you? Sure, it’s satisfying, but this is way too humiliating.

A very chubby woman quietly pulled out a magnifying glass, searching. Guess what? She couldn’t find it.

Oh, hell.

Screw you and your “hehe.” Damn it.

Ye Aotian snapped awake, quickly pulled up, and said, “What are you doing?”

“Sorry, sorry, I got carried away. You’re not mad, right?”

Ye Aotian didn’t care. It’s just a thing—guys, it’s normal. Everyone’s seen it. Biology class covers this stuff.

But the prouder Ye Aotian acted, the more awkward the scene became.

Then someone started jumping, and soon everyone joined in, pretending nothing happened.

You have to understand, Ye Aotian didn’t have that many fans. People were more interested in watching him clash with celebrities in the entertainment industry. His popularity came from the fact that wherever he went, drama followed.

But this? This was just too shocking.

Liu Feifei sighed, tut-tutting and laughing.

Cao Zishan gave a thumbs-up. As expected of the protagonist. He didn’t even care. That’s the protagonist—his inner confidence is unreal.

Meanwhile, Xiao Lan, drinking with the director, rubbed her temples and sighed. These people, aren’t they just bullying him?

The director couldn’t hold back and laughed, saying, “Xiao Lan, is your boyfriend really that small?”

Xiao Lan said, “It’s fine, I guess. It’s not a big deal.”

“Got time tonight? He seems to be having a blast. Probably won’t have time for you.”

Xiao Lan hesitated and said, “Let’s not, Director.”

The director understood. No deal, so Xiao Lan wouldn’t get involved with him.

The director knew a bit about Ye Aotian. He was the most promising heir of the Ye family, meaning Ye Aotian was bound to rise in the future. People’s bad tastes come out in moments like this, and the director naturally wanted to gain something—like the thrill of knowing your girlfriend cheated on you behind your back. That kind of thing, no matter how you look at it, gives a man a sense of accomplishment. But the accomplishment isn’t for the guy—it’s for the one she cheated with.

“There are a few good scripts here. I wonder if we could push them to Ye Aotian.”

Xiao Lan said, “Director, I think you’re getting a bit too greedy.”

“I’m a vulgar person. I don’t ask for much. I can’t keep up with the energy of you young folks, and I’ll keep this matter a secret for you. But, you know what I mean. I’ll just send you a message now and then. If you have time, come over. If not, forget it. But I hope you understand what’s behind this deal.”

“I know. I’ll come find you tonight.”

The director smiled smugly. Honestly, even if Xiao Lan didn’t come to him, he’d still suck up to Ye Aotian. But if he could leverage a little information gap, he could naturally gain some extra benefits for free. Whether it worked out or not didn’t affect the progress of things, but if it did, well, that’d just be normal.

The reason Zhu Yeqing dared to act so recklessly here was because she was certain that Ye Aotian was the protagonist. The protagonist is always absolutely confident, and everyone else, for the sake of face, wouldn’t talk about this matter. But the mockery had already taken root.

That was enough. Since Ye Aotian was meant to stand in opposition to the entertainment industry, naturally, it had to be both men and women. The young male idols would target him. But what about the women? If nothing happened, women would still flock to Ye Aotian. But now, no normal woman would get close to him. After all, who’d want to get involved with a man like that?

This matter wouldn’t make it to the news—news outlets wouldn’t dare report it. But everyone would know. The ten major families would know. All sorts of people would know. The only one who wouldn’t know was Ye Aotian himself.

The plan was practically perfect.

At this moment, the group chat was exploding with laughter.

“Hahahaha, I’m crying from laughing so hard. This is too hilarious.”

“Hahahaha, Number Seven, you’re a genius. How did you figure this out?”

Number Seven said, “Just deduced it, you know? I felt there had to be another reason for Xiao Lan’s cheating, so I made a bold guess. Didn’t expect I’d actually get it right.”

Cao Zi said, “You’re unreal. You actually figured this out. Haha, I don’t care. I’m satisfied today. He can be smug all he wants—I’m just happy I got my fun.”

That’s for sure.

Cao Zishan’s plan had always been to get back at Ye Aotian without derailing the plot. After all, she was a villain. How could she possibly help Ye Aotian? Naturally, she had to scheme and strategize for her husband.

At this moment, Ye Zimei said in the group chat, “What about my sister?”

Everyone started sighing.

That was probably just a side detail, right?

“It’s probably just that someone needs to dance with Ye Ziyue. That’s likely it.”

Cao Zishan guessed correctly on this point. This moment was actually the turning point for Ye Ziyue to truly rise, to appear among the major families by walking, rather than continuing to sit in a wheelchair. The desired outcome was for Ye Ziyue to stand, not remain seated.

And this turning point was dancing—it was designed by the author.

But who would be the one to dance with her?

No one knew. Because, without the plot, Ye Ziyue truly didn’t have anyone willing to get close to her.

Cao Zi said, “I have an idea. Everyone, cooperate.”

“Why?”

“This plan needs Li Hanxue’s help. Ghost Face, right now, you’re the only one who can direct Chen Fan.”

“Uh, go ahead.”

“Come over here first.”

“I’ve been here the whole time, watching you guys.”

Damn, this guy was quietly watching the show without telling them.

“Since you’re here, get ready, find Chen Fan. I’ll give you a location, and then follow my arrangements.”