Villain: After Intercepting the Female Lead, the Protagonist Collapses

Chapter 9: Is It Because I Didn’t Wear Black Stockings Today?

“Are you done taking photos?” Jiang Che asked Song Yuru with a smile, seemingly not upset.

“Done…” Song Yuru stammered, looking quite embarrassed.

“How about taking a few more inside the car?” Jiang Che suggested, opening the car door for Song Yuru, while internally formulating his own plan.

Winning over Lin Xiyan was not easy; she wasn’t swayed by mere looks, so his handsome face had little effect on her. She trusted her own instincts and pursued what she believed was right.

Ye Chen, in the original story, had to learn various arts to barely win Lin Xiyan’s approval. Jiang Che didn’t have such diverse talents, so he thought of starting with Song Yuru, Lin Xiyan’s close friend.

If Song Yuru could speak in his favor, he believed Lin Xiyan would become curious about him.

…

“Can I?” Song Yuru hesitated.

“Of course, feel free,” Jiang Che replied. Song Yuru wasted no time, climbed into the car, and started snapping photos.

“Miss Lin Xiyan, right? Your guqin performance today was very beautiful,” Jiang Che initiated a conversation with Lin Xiyan, turning to her with a smile.

“How do you know my name?” Lin Xiyan asked curiously, giving Jiang Che a few extra glances. After all, his good looks were hard to ignore.

“Who in Linjiang University doesn’t know the great Lin Xiyan? You are the dream girl of countless men,” Jiang Che replied teasingly.

“Those are just empty titles,” Lin Xiyan replied with a dismissive shake of her head.

“I’m Jiang Che. May I get to know you?”

“You’re Jiang Che, the man Yuru is always talking about marrying?” Lin Xiyan said with sudden realization, understanding why Song Yuru had called this man ‘husband’ earlier.

“What nonsense are you talking about!” Song Yuru, still inside the Bugatti Veyron, overheard Lin Xiyan and quickly climbed out, her face red with embarrassment, and scolded her.

“What, did I say something wrong? Isn’t it you who’s always talking about marrying him?” Lin Xiyan teased, enjoying the rare opportunity to turn the tables on her friend.

“You’re talking nonsense!” Song Yuru was embarrassed by Lin Xiyan’s words. “My Prince Charming is still here. Can’t you save me some face?”

“Senior… Senior Jiang Che, we’ll leave first.” Song Yuru lowered her head and said to Jiang Che. Then, she turned around and took Lin Xiyan’s hand to walk away.

Jiang Che did not stop them. Song Yuru soon came back, however. “Anything else?” Jiang Che asked, seeing her return.

Song Yuru, with a slightly chubby face and twin ponytails, her legs wrapped in white stockings, looked like a youthful beauty. “Could I get your contact information?” she asked timidly, as if afraid of offending Jiang Che.

“Of course,” Jiang Che replied without hesitation. He was wondering how to get her contact information to use to his advantage.

“We’ll be going then, bye~” Song Yuru said happily after getting Jiang Che’s contact information, looking back repeatedly as she left.

Jiang Che didn’t linger, got into his sports car, and drove off. The car sped up and soon disappeared into the night.

…

“He’s gone, stop looking,” Lin Xiyan laughed at Song Yuru’s infatuated expression. She had never noticed her friend’s crush before.

“My husband is so handsome. I can’t believe I actually talked to him today…” Song Yuru was lost in her thoughts, not responding to Lin Xiyan.

Lin Xiyan: ………

Crouching Dragon Mountain Villa, Jiang Che returned home at midnight. After parking, he went straight to his bedroom and fell into a deep sleep.

The next afternoon, he woke up groggily, got dressed in a suit, and went downstairs, planning to handle some serious matters.

“You’re awake, young master,” said Aqing, standing by the dining table in her maid’s uniform, bowing slightly. “I’ve prepared your favorite lotus seed porridge. Would you like to eat now?”

Jiang Che shook his head as he walked past the living room. “You eat; I have some errands to run today and won’t be eating at home.” His casual departure left Aqing feeling somewhat lost.

“Why didn’t the young master smile at me today?” she wondered, recalling his gaze wandering over her the day before when she wore black stockings.

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