The Rich Second-Generation Villain With No Morals

Chapter 97

"Heh, Qi Lin really is a fool. I scratched his car, yet he can't do anything to me."

Li Jiaming completely believed Chen Shuyi’s words, cursing Qi Lin as an idiot in his heart.

But what he didn't know was that because he deliberately hid his identity and refused to help Chen Shuyi pay back the 20,000 yuan, Chen Shuyi would soon have to offer herself as compensation to Qi Lin that very night.

His beloved person was about to pay the price for his mistake, yet Li Jiaming was still basking in his own arrogance.

If Qi Lin knew about this, he would probably laugh and curse, calling him a fool of a protagonist.

With intelligence like this, what a waste of the title of 'protagonist.'

By the time Qi Lin finished dealing with Chen Shuyi's matter and returned to school, it was already close to 2 PM.

As he drove to the school gate, he was startled to see a frail yet elegant figure standing helplessly by the entrance.

Recalling something, Qi Lin suddenly slapped his forehead."Damn, I had so much going on that I forgot I told this girl to wait for me at the school gate this morning."

Qi Lin immediately stopped the car and walked over.

Seeing Qi Lin approaching, Wang Siling’s beautiful eyes first lit up with joy, but she quickly lowered her head timidly, staring at the ground.

The scorching weather had made her wait at the school gate for over two hours. Her fair forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and strands of hair clung to her cheeks, making it clear that she was on the verge of being overwhelmed by the heat.

"Are you out of your mind? If you couldn't find me after waiting for ten or fifteen minutes after school, couldn't you have just gone home on your own? Why did you stand here waiting for me for two whole hours?"

Although it was his own fault, Qi Lin immediately scolded Wang Siling as soon as he opened his mouth.

Seeing him berate her, Wang Siling, who had been smiling slightly just moments ago, instantly looked aggrieved.

Large tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Sniff..."

She sobbed softly, "I-I was afraid that if I left and you came back, you'd scold me again... I didn't dare to go."

She looked just like a delicate porcelain doll, pitifully sobbing. Anyone who saw her like this would feel compassion.

Qi Lin rubbed his forehead, feeling helpless.

"Did you eat lunch?" he asked.

"N-no..." Wang Siling continued to sob softly.

Qi Lin looked at her face carefully and noticed that she looked a bit pale.

It was probably because she hadn’t eaten lunch and had also been standing under the sun. Her already frail body seemed like it wouldn’t hold up much longer.

"Ah!"

Wang Siling, still feeling upset, suddenly found herself being lifted into a princess carry by Qi Lin.

"Daring to skip lunch? You must be asking for trouble. Now I’m going to punish you by making you eat a feast," Qi Lin said, giving her a 'vicious' glare.

"But... but class is about to start. If we eat now, we’ll be late, and the teacher will scold us," Wang Siling mumbled shyly, still in Qi Lin's arms with tears hanging on her cheeks.

"Afraid of the teacher? Am I not scarier?" Qi Lin smirked. "If you don't come with me to eat, do you believe I'll tease you right here on the spot?"

As he spoke, he leaned in as if he was about to kiss her.

"Ah!"

Wang Siling panicked and quickly turned her head away.

But after keeping her eyes shut for a long time, she realized no kiss had landed.

Opening her eyes, she saw Qi Lin grinning mischievously at her. She immediately knew she had been tricked.

In the end, the terrifying 'Demon King' Qi Lin was still scarier. She didn’t dare to mention being late anymore and obediently followed him to eat lunch.

A bowl of black-bone chicken vermicelli soup, along with a serving of eel rice.

Under Qi Lin’s watchful eye, Wang Siling, who usually had a small appetite, finished everything.

"Hic~"

Too full, Wang Siling let out a tiny hiccup, like a little goldfish blowing bubbles—utterly adorable.

She immediately covered her mouth, feeling too embarrassed to look at Qi Lin.

Qi Lin, however, couldn't resist his impulse. He gently pulled her hand away and gave her lips a quick peck.

"You’re my toy now. From now on, you have to take good care of yourself, understand?"

Qi Lin smiled as he ruffled Wang Siling’s soft hair.

Hearing him call her his toy, Wang Siling lowered her head, her beautiful eyes tinged with grievance.

Clearly, she was reminded of her current situation.

"You're not thinking that if you fall sick or even die, you can escape from me, are you?"

Qi Lin chuckled as he lifted her fair chin.

A flicker of panic flashed in Wang Siling’s beautiful eyes.

Because... she really had thought about it.

Her emotions were as clear as day to Qi Lin, whose smile suddenly vanished. His tone turned indifferent.

"If you really get sick or something happens to you, the first thing I'll do is kill that bastard Yu Chen. Then, I’ll make sure our intimate photos are exposed to the public. Got it?"

Qi Lin had been acting too gentle just moments ago, making Wang Siling forget that he was still a dangerous villain.

Now, hearing his cold words, her timid nature resurfaced. With tears welling in her eyes, she quickly nodded.

"Brother Qi Lin, I’ll listen to you... I don’t like Yu Chen anymore. Please don’t target him anymore, okay?"

Qi Lin stroked her hair with a smile. "As long as you behave and listen to me, why would I bother with him?"

But inwardly, Qi Lin’s expression turned cold.

"My toy’s heart can only have me, Qi Lin. It’s about time I dealt with that so-called protagonist, Yu Chen."

Knowing that Wang Siling was timid by nature, she would surely be afraid to return to her class alone after being late.

So, Qi Lin simply escorted her back to her classroom.

"Come to my classroom after school," he told her on the way.

Having made Wang Siling wait for two hours today made him realize something.

Most of these heroines didn’t even have a phone, which made it inconvenient to contact them. Worse, if they were ever in danger, he wouldn’t even know.

Since Wang Siling was already completely under his control, it was time to get her a phone.

"Mhm..."

Wang Siling didn’t dare to refuse him, nodding timidly.

"Wang Siling was delayed by something at noon and couldn’t make it to class on time. I’ll let the teacher know."

By the time they reached the classroom, the lesson had already started.

Qi Lin, the social butterfly, knocked on the door with a smile and spoke to the teacher.

If it were an average student, the teacher probably wouldn’t have let it slide.

But Qi Lin was the famous young hero of Jianghan City, the one who had even saved the principal’s life.

So, the teacher simply smiled and nodded. "Just a few minutes late—it’s no big deal. Wang Siling, come in and take your seat."

Hearing that the teacher wasn’t blaming her, Wang Siling let out a small sigh of relief.

Returning to her seat, she saw Qi Lin wave at her playfully before leaving. Her cheeks flushed slightly with shyness.

At the same time, she felt a strange sense of security she had never experienced before.

If she and Yu Chen were late together, they would surely be panicking.

But with Qi Lin, it was different. It felt like nothing in the world could trouble him.

As long as he was there, she was safe.

Of course, from another perspective, Qi Lin was also the greatest threat to her in the entire world.

When Qi Lin returned to his class, it happened to be the homeroom teacher, Mei Sanyuan’s period.

Seeing Qi Lin casually walk to his seat as if the teacher didn’t exist, Mei Sanyuan put down his chalk and smirked.

"Qi Lin, late again? And you even skipped two classes this morning. Care to explain?"

Qi Lin grinned. "My uncle came to visit from my hometown. He got lost at the train station, so I went to pick him up this morning."

"At noon, my family's shop is undergoing renovations, so I have to oversee it. Otherwise, the workers might cut corners."

"Actually, homeroom teacher, I don't want to be late either. But what can I do? I'm in high demand everywhere. I have no choice!"

Hearing Qi Lin's nonsense, Mei Sanyuan couldn't help but laugh in frustration.

In truth, he had no intention of reprimanding Qi Lin. After all, in the entire school, Qi Lin enjoyed the most privileges.

With his current contributions to the school, unless he committed a grave mistake, minor infractions like tardiness or leaving early were insignificant. No one would hold it against him.

"Alright, stop messing around. In the future, if you need to take a leave of absence, inform me in advance. If it's urgent, at least let the class monitor know. You can't just disappear without a word, understood?"

Qi Lin's eyes lit up. This was essentially a special privilege given to him by the homeroom teacher.

With this privilege, he wouldn't be skipping class anymore—he could leave anytime he wanted to take care of business.

As soon as the first class ended, Lan Yuxi, who had been holding back a flood of words, was finally free.

She nudged Qi Lin, who was sleeping face-down on his desk. "Qi Lin, wake up! School's over!"

"Zzz—"

"School's over already?"

Qi Lin, his face imprinted with sleep marks, wiped the corner of his mouth and groggily looked at Lan Yuxi.

"Pfft!"

Seeing his dazed and adorable expression, Lan Yuxi couldn't help but burst into laughter.

She used to find Qi Lin's face so punchable that she wanted to hit him every time she saw him.

But now, for some reason, the more she looked at him, the more handsome he seemed. The more she looked, the more she wanted to keep looking.

Lan Yuxi didn't realize it yet, but this was the so-called "beauty in the eyes of a lover."

"You little trickster, how dare you fool me about school being over! See how I punish you!"

Noticing that their classmates were still reading and doing homework, Qi Lin immediately knew he had been tricked.

Laughing, he seized the opportunity to tickle Lan Yuxi.

"Giggle—"

Lan Yuxi's delicate laughter filled the air as she trembled with laughter.

"Stop, stop! Don't tickle me! Please, spare me~"

For the first time, Lan Yuxi acted coquettishly toward Qi Lin. Her stunning face blushed, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with warmth.

"Call me 'Daddy,' and I'll let you go."

Qi Lin chuckled as he whispered into her ear.

Lan Yuxi had no idea why Qi Lin liked playing this weird game, but she was extremely ticklish. With a shy glare, she bit her lip and softly muttered, "D-Daddy, spare me."

Cough cough!

Last time was just a wordplay, but this time, hearing her willingly call him "Daddy" felt completely different. Qi Lin couldn't be more pleased.

"Alright, tell me, why did you wake me up?"

He finally let go of Lan Yuxi.

She bit her lip, her beautiful eyes carrying a hint of anticipation. "Qi Lin, do you know what tomorrow is?"

Tomorrow?

Qi Lin touched his nose.

When a woman asks this question, it's never simple.

"Is it a holiday?"

"But I don’t remember any major holiday in this month."

"Could it be our one-year anniversary?"

"Or maybe the one-week anniversary of our first kiss?"

Qi Lin rambled on, making things up as he went.

Hearing that he still hadn't figured it out, a flicker of disappointment flashed in Lan Yuxi's eyes.

"Something I asked for doesn’t feel special anymore. He doesn’t know, so be it. After all, he only sees me as a toy."

She lay down on her desk, no longer speaking.

Seeing her sulking, Qi Lin paused for a moment.

"This girl is interesting... She's really starting to treat me as her boyfriend."

Qi Lin chuckled.

He never liked guessing dates.

Tonight, he would just check Lan Yuxi’s diary—then everything would be clear.

For now, it was better to let her stew a little.

"Hmph!"

When school ended, Lan Yuxi glared at Qi Lin before walking home on her own.

Her sprained ankle from the morning wasn’t too serious. By the afternoon, it had recovered enough that she could walk by herself.

At the back of the classroom, Wang Cheng sat at his seat.

Watching Lan Yuxi’s graceful figure leave, his face twisted in pain.

"Yuxi... Yuxi... Why are you so foolish? Qi Lin only sees you as a plaything, so why did you choose him?"

"Look at him! He doesn’t even remember your birthday! How much do you think he really cares about you?"

A flicker of obsession flashed in Wang Cheng’s eyes.

"Unlike him, I remember your birthday. I would give up everything to prepare a surprise for you."

"Yuxi, just wait. Tomorrow, I will give you the best birthday gift ever. Anything you want, I will give it to you."

Just as Lan Yuxi left, a timid figure appeared at the door of Class Six, Senior Year.

It was Wang Siling, who had already packed up her things after school and was waiting for Qi Lin at the classroom entrance.

Wang Cheng also noticed his younger sister standing there.

He used to be a decent older brother.

But now, seeing his sister waiting for Qi Lin at the classroom door, his eyes filled with disgust.

"Disgusting! You’re all disgusting! Wang Siling, you’re a disgrace too! How could you fall for that bastard Qi Lin? From now on, you are no longer worthy of being my sister!"

Seeing that Wang Siling had really come to find him, Qi Lin finally stood up and walked toward her.

He patted her soft hair and smiled. "My little Siling is so obedient. Unlike a certain someone who makes people play guessing games all the time—serves her right for not having a phone."

He was obviously talking about Lan Yuxi, who had stormed off earlier.

With Wang Siling in tow, Qi Lin headed to Jianghan City's mobile phone store.

"Brother Qi Lin, are you here to buy a phone?"

Wang Siling’s beautiful eyes blinked in surprise as she asked.

At that moment, the two of them were holding hands, looking just like a young couple.

"Not for me—I'm buying one for you."

Stopping at a phone stall, Qi Lin discreetly glanced behind him.

Ever since they left school, he had noticed that someone was following him.

But he hadn’t said anything yet.

Other than Yu Chen, who else would be tailing him while he was with Wang Siling?

"For me?"

Hearing Qi Lin’s words, Wang Siling’s face froze.

"Brother Qi Lin, can I... not accept it?"

She bit her lip, her voice full of hesitation.

"Why not? Give me a reason."

Qi Lin picked up a pink Nokia phone.

It was the same model as his current phone—just in a different color. A matching couple’s set.

"I still owe you fifteen thousand yuan..." Wang Siling’s voice trembled as she spoke.

She owed him more and more money. Would there come a point when Qi Lin would take everything from her in return?

"Who said I’m adding this to your debt? I’m giving it to you for free."

Knowing exactly what she was worried about, Qi Lin scoffed.

He had scared her too much before, and now she had psychological trauma because of it.

"Stop overthinking. I need to be able to contact you. Otherwise, you'll end up waiting all afternoon and passing out from the heat again."

After making sure there were no issues with the phone, Qi Lin handed it to the vendor.

"I’ll take this one. Also, get me a nice phone number—one that matches mine."

Upon hearing this, Wang Siling no longer refused.

She secretly glanced at Qi Lin’s tall and handsome figure.

"So... he actually cares about me... He doesn't want me to get hurt..."

She recalled how he had forced her to eat lunch earlier.

"Go home and tell your dad this phone was a gift from me, got it?"

"From now on, carry this phone with you at all times. And never ignore my calls."

Qi Lin placed the phone into Wang Siling’s small, fair hands.

She timidly nodded, gazing at the soft pink device.

She liked it.

After all, she was just a seventeen-year-old girl—who wouldn’t love a phone?