The Paranoid Villain’s Little Fairy

“Mianmian, come to my room tonight and have a drink with me, and the role of Consort Xian will be yours. You don’t want this pretty face of yours to be unable to even act as a little maid, do you?”

Liu Mianmian’s body trembled lightly and was squeezed twice by the other person in front.

The surrounding picture gradually became more apparent. There was a forty to a fifty-year-old middle-aged man with a face full of greasiness in front of her. His shrewd triangle eyes were glancing naked at her up and down.

Liu Mianmian subconsciously took two steps back. Someone laughed and sneered: “Mr. Sheng, it seems this female college student is refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Mr. Sheng, would you lose face if this word gets out?”

(t/n: refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit means hesitating to do something until they are forced to do even more.)

“Mr. Sheng, don’t be angry. Mr. Sheng, don’t be angry.” A young woman hurriedly rushed to appease her and turned around to glare at Liu Mianmian, silently threatening her.

Liu Mianmian stood stiffly by the wine table. The hand holding the wine glass began to tremble lightly.

She had obviously just finished her college entrance exams and was preparing for her upcoming graduation trip. After packing her baggage, she casually clicked on an entertainment circle novel. This novel was incomparably clichéd, and the three views were so wrong.

The heroine Mu Mingxue grew up in an orphanage. She stole money from kindergarten to toss herself with needles, ruined the lives of children, grew up fighting and brawling, and climbed into an old man’s bed at a young age. By coincidence, Mu Mingxue entered the entertainment industry and happened to meet the 40-year-old film emperor He Suomu.

(t/n: the three views refer to the moral compass and the world view, value, and outlook on life.)

He Suomu had a background in the underworld and in the entertainment industry. He was like fish in water. No matter who saw him, they would politely call him “Master Mu.”

Under Mu Mingxue’s careful calculations, the two got drunk and heated like blazing fire and dry wood. From then on, after Mu Mingxue climbed up to He Suomu, the high branch, she became famous and shined like a star, with constant script endorsements.

(t/n: like blazing fire and dry wood describes strong desires between men and women in improper relationships.)

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With the help of He Suomu, Mu Mingxue jumped to the top of the list of super first-tier celebrities in just three years, becoming the top traffic domestically and was called a winner in life.

Mu Mingxue’s three views were wrong. He Suomu was a scumbag known to everyone in the circle. Not only did the two of them harm people together, but they also intensified their suppression of their peers. He Suomu was caught by Mu Mingxue to death, willing to do all the evil deeds for her, even using cruel means.

After Liu Mianmian saw that He Suomu was ordered to commit murder for Mu Mingxue, she couldn’t help but shut down the web page and complain fiercely to her circle of friends.

The cannon fodder girl called Liu Mianmian was really pitiful. She was deceived by He Suomu and was suppressed by Mu Mingxue for a lifetime without being able to turn over her life.

Even the young man who quietly helped Liu Mianmian wasn’t spared.

After waking up from an all-nighter, what caught her eyes wasn’t the room she was familiar with but the strong, irritating smell of the hospital’s disinfectant, which gave her a headache.

She walked into a bar in a daze and drank half a glass of wine, and then she couldn’t remember what happened afterward.

Until just now that she was called here by a fierce phone call.

In retrospect, Liu Mianmian recalled the young woman who had gone up to appease Mr. Sheng when she turned back and grabbed Liu Mianmian’s wrist: “Mianmian, hurry and apologize to Mr. Sheng. It’s just a glass of wine with Mr. Sheng. It’s not like Mr. Sheng is going to eat you.”

“You let go.” Liu Mianmian was hurt by her grasp and started to struggle.

When the young woman saw that she didn’t know any better, she forcibly grabbed her in front of Mr. Sheng. She picked up a full glass of wine on the table and handed it to Liu Mianmian: “Hurry up, give Mr. Sheng a toast to apologize.”

She lowered her voice and said in Liu Mianmian’s ear: “If you still want to hang out in this circle, you should obediently listen to me. Otherwise, you’ll be sorry in the future.”

Liu Mianmian held her glass of wine as the older woman let go of her and took two steps back.

The sound of rowdy jeering sounded in Liu Mianmian’s ears, and she was at a loss for words as she held the glass tightly and remained motionless.

The atmosphere became deadlocked.

The private room door was suddenly pushed open, and several rich kids walked in sloppily. Zhou Shengming walked in the front with a cigarette in his mouth, raising his nostrils to look at the people. Duan Jianzhou walked next to him, hands in his pockets, with a cold face. Superiority was written all over his face.

Behind the two, a young man was wearing a short black T-shirt. He looked young and even somewhat immature. He looked as if he hadn’t woken up. He had a white face and handsome features, black hair on the front of the forehead was fragmented to the sides, and he looked like a hooligan and well-behaved at the same time. There was a bit of unrestrainedness and coldness in his well-behaved manner.

The young man was very tall, about 1.80 meters (equals 5’11”). His body looked very thin as if a gust of wind could blow him away. His skin was cold white. When he suddenly appeared in the messy room, he looked out of place.

Like a high school student who unintentionally barged in, his body exuded the aura of an immortal who didn’t feed on earthly things.

Zhou Shengming was holding a cigarette, his dark eyes swept the room, and his eyes finally stopped at the red-faced Liu Mianmian. He raised his eyebrows and laughed: “Yo, what is Mr. Sheng doing here? Bullying someone else’s little girl?”

Mr. Sheng hurriedly laughed: “I wouldn’t dare. I just wanted to invite her to have a drink with me.”

“I didn’t know that Young Master Zhou would come here…”

Mr. Sheng gritted his teeth secretly. How on earth were Zhou Shengming and Duan Jianzhou, these two lifeless little lunatics, brought here?

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Zhou Shengming’s Zhou family was a century-old family clan. Their ancestors were generals who served the country, and they flourished after several generations of marriage connections. Their relatives were either rich or powerful. They weren’t comparable to this kind of tycoon businessman.

Duan Jianzhou’s Duan family and the Zhou family were family friends. Since the marriage of the last generation cemented old ties by marriage, the combination of a strong military and political power strengthened.

No matter how Zhou Shengming and Duan Jianzhou messed around and caused trouble, anyone who would be provoked would have to come to the door with courtesy and apologize politely.

(t/n: cemented old ties by marriage basically mean they’re related, cousins.)

Not to mention that these two boys, one was more of an asshole than the other, without saying anything further, they would find problems to sort people, wouldn’t rest until they’re disabled.

But the unknown young man beside them was often with them. He looked vaguely like a sidekick.

Shen Shenxing raised his eyelids and looked towards the center of the room. Liu Mianmian was helplessly holding a glass of wine, with an expression as if she was aggrieved and about to cry out.

Although Liu Mianmian wasn’t remarkably charming nor beautiful, she was pure and bright. Her oval face was small and delicate, her glittering white skin in the bright light was almost transparent, her long eyebrows were curved, and a pair of beautiful damp eyes glanced at people. One would feel sorry for her at first sight.

The young girl wore a white dress, her long jet black hair hanging behind the shoulders, and her slender calves were glittering white. Her hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and uneasiness was written all over her pupils.

Zhou Shengming casually found a place to sit down: “Of course, I’m here to play, Mr. Sheng. What you’re playing, say it so that we can also play.”

He asked the little-known young man to sit down: “Young Master Shen, sit here.”

Shen Shenxing didn’t say anything but lifted his feet and sat near Liu Mianmian.

Zhou Shengming booed; Shen Shenxing, this kid usually looked like an old Buddhist monk and looked like he didn’t like getting close to women. Just now, after seeing the little sister on his right, he immediately changed his face. Zhou Shengming raised his eyes. The girl was indeed good-looking, delicate and pitiful, well-behaved and sweet like the deeply hidden in the heart of youth, like the most obsessed and in sight but the unattainable First Love Goddess.

Hearing the words Young Master Shen, she finally remembered the young man’s identity.

Shen Shenxing, who was out there, just returned in recent years after finding his origin as the illegitimate son of Shen Lei. He was the chairman of the Shen family. The Shen family had a large business, the real estate industry was in full swing, they had the wealth equivalent to that of an entire nation, and the Shen family had long announced an heir – Shen Hanshi.

Mrs. Shen, Shen Hanshi’s mother, was afraid of Shen Shenxing. She was worried that he would compete with her grandson for family assets. She never gave a good face in all aspects. Explicitly and implicitly, she would target him.

In the end, Shen Lei finally had no choice but to send Shen Shenxing to live outside. It was said that the illegitimate son of the Shen family couldn’t even return to the Shen family. He had long been a joke in the aristocratic circle.

Liu Mianmian felt that this young man’s name was somewhat familiar. She glanced at Zhou Shengming and Duan Jianzhou. These two rich kids hanging around really didn’t look like good people.

Only this young man was sitting quietly. After a closer look, his face was more beautiful and handsome than most girls. The young man was sitting near her, with drooping eyelids seeming ready to doze off. The big-bellied and bald-headed Mr. Sheng finished greeting the two rich kids. He didn’t forget Liu Mianmian, who was standing, so Liu Mianmian stepped back vigilantly and pulled away.

She gritted her teeth, looked at Shen Shenxing for a long time, lifted her foot, and carefully approached him: “Brother, you’re here.”

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The young lady’s soft and delicate voice wasn’t too small, just enough for everyone present to hear. Zhou Shengming almost spat out a mouthful of wine. He looked in horror at Liu Mianmian and Shen Shenxing. His gossipy gaze flowed over the two of them with an odd expression, brother? That First Love Little Goddess actually called Shen Shenxing, that Little King of Hell, brother?

Duan Jianzhou, whose face was usually as steady as Mt Tai, showed rare signs of cracking. It wasn’t that the opposite sex never called Shen Shenxing brother, but it usually doesn’t have a good end.

(t/n: steady as Mt Tai means stable and unshakable.)

Did she think that if she called this Little King of Hell, brother, Little King of Hell would save her from stinky Mr. Sheng?

Shen Shenxing stayed up all night yesterday dealing with the company affairs. He was too sleepy at the moment and was planning to get a good night’s sleep. When the young lady called him brother in a soft and delicate voice, his heart reflexively trembled.

He raised his eyelids. That night she was drunk. The wine was forced upon him, so how could he pull away? Later, she cried on the bed begging for mercy and called him brother. Her screaming voice was hoarse. Shen Shenxing also didn’t let her go.

She had a graceful posture on that night of indulgence and ecstasy, and her long hair danced lightly. Her pure face was beautiful and charming, which was very different from her current cowardly appearance.

“Hmm.” Shen Shenxing responded indifferently.

Liu Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief and didn’t even have time to put down her glass of wine. She immediately held Shen Shenxing’s arm, afraid that he would run away. She was like a weak, pitiful, and helpless kitten, clutching Shen Shenxing as if he was her life-saving straw. She said softly: “Brother, I want to go home.”

Zhou Shengming and Duan Jianzhou were shocked. Unexpectedly, the Little King of Hell didn’t swoop her to the ground?

Did the sun come out of the west?

Shen Shenxing stood up under a group of people’s inquisitive eyes, with his back straight: “Let’s go.”

He didn’t even greet people. He left as quietly as he came in. Zhou Shengming and Duan Jianzhou saw him go, so they didn’t bother to stay there. The two caught up with Shen Shenxing and Liu Mianmian. They said enthusiastically: “Little sister, come come come, where do you live? Brother will drive you back.”

Liu Mianmian was startled by their enthusiasm and got closer to Shen Shenxing subconsciously. The young lady’s soft body got more intimate, and the faint smell of perfume came from her body, which was an elegant and sweet scent. The two little hands grasping him slightly harder, she was on edge jitter.

Shen Shenxing glanced at the two of them, Zhou Shengming and Duan Jianzhou looked puzzled. Fortunately, Duan Jianzhou reacted quickly and pulled Zhou Shengming by finding a reason to leave.

After walking out of the club, Liu Mianmian let go of him and lowered her head to apologize: “I’m sorry, and thank you for bringing me out just now.”

The young man didn’t say anything. His pitch-black eyes were fixed on her for a short time. Liu Mianmian didn’t get a response. She raised her head and held her small hands nervously: “I wonder if I can buy you dinner to thank you?”

As the words fell, Liu Mianmian was abruptly pressed into the corner by Shen Shenxing, his arms blocking Liu Mianmian tightly in the corner. His gaze was gloomy. It was cold and terrifying compared to his tired and lazy appearance just now. The gloomy expression and dark eyes were fierce and wild.

Liu Mianmian’s back was pressed against the cold wall. Her heart was beating so fast that it was about to fall off. The young man was hanging his head, and his handsome face was so close it was almost within reach, and the warmth of his breath fell on her eyelashes. Liu Mianmian, who was pressed to the wall: “If you don’t want to eat, I…”

Shen Shenxing slightly narrowed his eyes. It seemed that she didn’t remember at all. She couldn’t recall the day she played tricks to drag him into the hotel, trying to dominate the king. She also couldn’t recall the second time she was drunk when she cried and asked him to take responsibility when she shamelessly dragged him to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage license.

Shen Shenxing chuckled lightly, in a lazy tone: “Repay me with your body.”

“Huh?” Liu Mianmian was taken aback. She subconsciously covered her chest and said with her eyes that she didn’t expect him to be such a person.

Shen Shenxing was exasperated by her. He let go of Liu Mianmian, turned around, and walked away. After a few steps, he found that Liu Mianmian didn’t follow. He frowned and turned back: “What are you waiting for.”

“Where are we going?”

“Didn’t you say you would buy me dinner to thank me?”