Chapter 172
These secondary female leads don’t get much screen time, like Ling Yuyan or Mu Jinli, for example.
In reality, the first and second female leads were predetermined, and their storylines were very, very long.
Take Liu Feifei, for instance. Her storyline would persist because she’s the second female lead. As long as it’s related to the entertainment industry, there’s no escaping her. But right now, Chen Fan felt things were veering further and further off track. He was even starting to worry about how he was going to get face-slapped later.
Damn it, if you gave Liu Feifei a knife right now, she’d 100% stab the protagonist to death. And while the second female lead situation hadn’t even reached a resolution yet, the third female lead shows up.
This woman was even more ruthless—Ye Ziyue, the most mysterious woman in the entire Ye family. She was disabled, though not truly disabled in the conventional sense. She was poisoned years ago, which left her with paralyzed legs.
But the more crippled she was, the more people found her absurd. Just sitting in a wheelchair, she effortlessly earned countless certificates.
Could you believe this woman even had a high-level swimming certificate?
That’s not even something important. The most impressive part was her combat ability—it was terrifying. Some say that if her legs weren’t disabled, she might have reached the highest heights among the younger generation.
Many suspected it was Ye Zitian who did it, but Ye Zitian’s personality was such that he never bothered to explain himself.
Others suspect Ye Zimei was behind it, and Ye Zimei straight-up admitted it, saying, “Yeah, I did it.”
But no one believed that woman’s gossip.
[Tonight, I’ll hold a bomb and take you all down with me. And that masked woman … uh … it probably isn’t her, right?]
[It’s an illusion, an illusion. The plot hasn’t gone this haywire yet. Actually, there’s not much to mess up. After tonight, their storyline will indeed begin.]
[It’s just that, in my memory, Ye Ziyue leaving the house? That’s a rare event in itself, okay? Do you know how many people will flock to Qin City because you’re stepping out? Damn it, Qin City’s going to go insane.]
Meanwhile, at the airport, Chen Fan had already received the news because several people had started arriving one after another.
Luxury cars had practically filled up the entire airport area, leaving everyone wondering what was going on. Had they lost their minds? Why were so many big shots showing up?
“Wow, it’s Brother Di, my male god! Wow, my idol!”
“Whoa, Brother Di’s here? Could it be because of Cao Zijin?”
“No way, is our Qin City that rich now? We can even invite Brother Di?”
Chen Fan looked at the news alerts. No need to guess—the King of Pretension had arrived.
The Di family, the number one family, held the top spot with their absolutely arrogant strength. Of course, this “top spot” was only for now—things would get even more ridiculous later.
In urban novels like this, the number of families that pop up later is beyond imagination. Just when you think you’re already impressive, the author throws in a dozen even more powerful families.
Brother Di, the number one male god, the undisputed top man in the entertainment industry.
Tough and handsome—that was his motto. No matter where he went, he was always dripping with swagger, complete with that habitual expression of looking down his nose at people.
“King of Pretension” was the nickname readers gave him.
Chen Fan even wondered if, in the later stages, the author ran out of ideas and could only keep creating these over-the-top, awesome characters.
By the later stages, the power levels had already gone off the rails. It basically reached the point where sixth-rank fighters were everywhere, and seventh-rank ones were as common as dogs.
Looking at the flood of news updates and the arrival of one big shot after another, Chen Fan’s head was pounding.
How the hell am I supposed to show off now? If I try to flex this time, won’t that mean declaring war on countless families? Spare me, please. I’m just a small-time villain. My only advantage over you lot is that I can live longer, with a slightly longer lifespan. But you Ascending this way isn’t fair, is it?
At this point, the phone rang.
“Dad, what’s up?”
“What’s going on in Qin City? Did something happen? You didn’t cause trouble, did you?”
“No, Ye Aotian and Ye Zifeng scheduled a fight at the underground arena.”
“Oh, but a duel between the two of them shouldn’t attract this many people, right? Why does it feel like everyone’s showing up? What’s going on? Am I imagining things?”
“It’s not your imagination. It seems like everyone’s here. I suspect it’s because … that person stepped out.”
“Who?”
“Ye Ziyue.”
“That woman?”
Chen Fan nodded helplessly.
Chen Tianqiang said, “Well … fine, this is you young people’s business, and it’s not our place to meddle. But you’d better protect yourself. Remember, I can’t send anyone to guard you this time. If I sent some seniors, it’d break the rules.”
“I know, I understand the rules.”
“Keep a low profile. This time, it’s a big deal. Has the feng shui of Qin City changed or something? How did it suddenly become so attractive? Oh, by the way, I heard from your mom that you’ve got something going on with Jin Lan?”
That’s not true. Mom’s just gossiping. Dad, please don’t overthink it.
“Dad, it’s not what you think.”
Chen Tianqiang said, “It’s fine. If you’ve got feelings, it’s not a big deal. I can actually help out a bit here. Her promotion—I think I can pull some strings. Since you like her, I’ll lend a hand along the way. I underestimated Jin Lan, though. Didn’t expect her to go for my son’s young grass.”
Chen Tianqiang, you’ve gone too far. How can you describe your own kid like that?
Meanwhile, Ye Aotian, who had received the challenge letter, was utterly baffled. He’d just been at home today, consolidating his strength and stabilizing himself. Why was this Ye Zifeng challenging him?
Stealing a woman? What the hell? I haven’t even left the house—I’ve been cultivating at home!
“But since you’ve come looking for me, let’s have a fair and square fight.” Ye Aotian stood proudly and said, “Ling Xiaoyun, how are your preparations going?”
Ling Xiaoyun said, “Tonight, we’ll make him die. Since he’s overestimating himself and challenging both of us, I don’t think we need to hold back.”
Ye Aotian said, “Yes, let’s prepare thoroughly tonight. I heard a lot of people are coming. It seems many families want to see me make a fool of myself. But I’ve learned something.”
“What?”
“I also have inheritance rights to the Ye family. This time, I’m going to show everyone that what I’ve lost, I’ll take back. The position my grandfather once wanted to claim—I’ll make sure I hold it steady.”
Ling Xiaoyun said, “You keep mentioning your grandfather. What about your father and mother?”
“I don’t know. My grandfather never told me about them. He just said my father went off wandering or something, and that my mother wasn’t a good person. But I think they’ll show up eventually, right?”
Meanwhile, Cao Zijin, watching all these people arrive, sent a message directly to Ye Ziyue.
“Are you drunk? Did you drink fake booze?”
“Naturally, can’t I?”
“You’d better be careful coming to Qin City. Don’t trip over your wheelchair by accident. It’d be pretty embarrassing if no one’s there to help you up.”