Villain – Peeking at the Diary, the Female Leads' Personas Collapse-Chapter 115

Chapter 115

She never lacked food, shelter, or protection. Even people were paid to ensure her growth. Later, when she reclaimed the Cao family’s assets, it was a smooth process. If they didn’t care, how could it have been so easy for her to take it back?

[Maybe it wasn’t written clearly enough. Perhaps I’m mistaken, but somehow, it feels like the story should be like this. Whatever; it doesn’t matter to me. Why concern myself with other people’s family matters?]

After reading all this, Cao Zijin’s mind was filled with countless thoughts. Bit by bit, many details began to link together.

[Oh, right, I remember now. Cao Zijin’s brother fought Chen Fan, and he went in hard because Cao Zijin had been bullied, so he came to settle the score.]

[This part is interesting. Although I don’t quite understand why the author wrote it this way, this must mean the Cao family truly cared about her.]

At that moment, Cao Zijin couldn’t hold back her tears. She seemed to realize that she had never heard her brother call her a bastard child. Nor had she ever heard the main wife say such a thing.

The most the main wife did was show irritation towards her, but she never denied her anything she was due. Is it a case of “a sharp tongue but a soft heart”?

Cao Zijin was smart. She wasn’t the type to lose herself in a simple hatred. The loss of reason and such.

At this moment, she seemed to understand Chen Fan’s intention. Actually, her family did love her. Just like how Chen Fan muttered to himself, even though he was so useless, the Chen family still raised him without ever having another child.

Why?

It was still out of concern for the eldest child’s feelings. As the second child, Cao Zijin would naturally think of her stern father. Perhaps this was the balance.

It felt a little like a release. Not so burdensome anymore.

Though still a bit tiring, Cao Zijin resolved to face the Cao family on her own.

“Honey, thank you.” Cao Zijin called out loudly.

Chen Fan could naturally hear her, though he felt strange. Was she moved? Moved by his words of protection? No way she’s discovered my diary, right? She couldn’t have.

The system told me there’s only one copy of the diary, and nobody else knows about it.

[By the way, they’re probably doing costume photos this afternoon. The main character’s gonna show off again, haha. I’m looking forward to it. Wait, even the heavens seem to be helping the protagonist—a gentle rain, holding an oil-paper umbrella. Hahaha, he’s about to recite poetry. This is killing me.]

[Like a beauty on the road, the exquisite lady beside him gives it a unique charm.]

[Sorry, I couldn’t hold back. I shouldn’t laugh, but I feel like this scene would be better with a poem from the Republic of China era.]

[Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in a long and lonely rainy alley,

I hope to meet a girl carrying the same sorrow as lilac blossoms.

She has the color of lilacs, the fragrance of lilacs,

the sadness of lilacs, sorrowful and wandering in the rain;

she walks alone in this lonely rainy alley,

holding an oil-paper umbrella like me,

walking silently, cold, desolate, and melancholic.

She approaches, and as she passes,

casts a gaze as heavy as a sigh, passing like a dream,

a branch of lilacs drifting by in my dream;

she moves away, receding,

toward the dilapidated fences, leaving the rainy alley.]

[Forget it, I’m done. What’s the point? If I improvised, I’d instantly be seen as a literary genius.]

Silence. Everyone fell silent.

No doubt about it—Ye Aotian’s imitation of a classic poem had a certain vibe to it. But this was a Republic of China scene. It didn’t quite fit.

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But Chen Fan’s casual writing somehow seemed even more beautiful. For a moment, it felt truly interesting.

Who knew Chen Fan had this side to him?

He’s still quite a literary soul.

Zhu Yeqing smiled happily, hugging the diary, feeling her heart melt. Young master is amazing; he always surprises people.

Lin Qingyue chuckled and slowly copied down the poem, storing it away contentedly.

This part is genuinely intriguing. A girl like lilacs … That must be me, right?

Jin Lan smiled as well, impressed with his skills.

Mu Jinli glanced at the diary and put it down. She decided that she must work harder to become Chen Fan’s bodyguard.

It wasn’t about romance; she just felt that someone like Chen Fan deserved to be the protagonist. If he were to die in the end, she couldn’t accept it. Because, in her mind, Chen Fan was good, and Ye Aotian was bad.

Ling Yuyan laughed softly, imagining them playing in the rain under an umbrella. It must be fun.

[However, this time, I should probably do something. Maybe after the costume photos, I should let myself become a bit evil, get angry, yeah, that should be about right.]

Going evil, huh?

Zhu Yeqing was so excited she nearly jumped. This is … is it finally my turn? This isn’t proper. I’m not prepared for this yet. So embarrassing, how awkward this is.

Wearing a qipao, Cao Zijin opened Chen Fan’s bedroom door.

“What are you doing? Don’t you know you need to knock before entering?”

“I know, but since we’re going to be married, knocking or not doesn’t matter, right?”

“Heh, go on, what’s up?”

Cao Zijin twirled around in front of Chen Fan and said, “How about this qipao? If you don’t like it, I’ll change it.”

“Hmm … It’s pretty. Do your best with the movie, get it out soon, and the company’s stock will go up again.”

“Got it, I’ll work hard. As long as you think it looks good, I’ll wear it every day for you. Sound good?”

“Cao Zijin, don’t you think you’re a bit too forward? Act normally. I’m not an idiot; I’m not so weak-kneed around women. If you want help from the Chen family, put in the effort, and naturally, you’ll get it.”

“Oh, I see. Sure, honey, your wife will always listen to you.”

“Get out.”

Cao Zijin quickly ran up to Chen Fan. Before he could react, she kissed him on the cheek.

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, then quickly pushed her away.

Click! Cao Zijin took out her phone and snapped a picture.

“You … what are you doing? Are you insane? Have you lost it, craving a man so badly?”

“I like you! I really like you, hubby. I just realized how talented you are. I really love you. What should I do?”

Damn it. Don’t push me, or I swear, I’ll jump off right now. Believe it or not, I’ll do it.

“Honey, how about I help you deal with Ye Aotian?”

“I can handle my business by myself. I don’t need you to worry. Or do you look down on me?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll have a fun surprise for you. Hahahaha.”