Making Three Heartless Woman Go Crazy for Me - Chapter 1

Qi Lanshi felt unbearably hot.

She opened her eyes, the room’s layout seeming vaguely familiar. Her mind still blank, a soft body pressed against her, clinging tightly.

Disordered kisses rained down her cheek and neck, the person kissing her trembling violently.

Qi Lanshi turned her head, her pupils contracting as she recognized the figure beside her.

This face was a masterpiece, a perfect embodiment of Qi Lanshi’s deepest desires. Yet its owner, Luan Hua, one of the game’s romanceable characters, was far less appealing to her.

“Lanshi,” Luan Hua murmured, her kisses growing more frantic as she sensed Qi Lanshi’s silence. “Hold me… don’t leave me.”

The familiar heat surged through Qi Lanshi again. After a three-second hesitation—the greatest respect she could afford her rationality—she turned and embraced Luan Hua.

Only in moments like these was Luan Hua truly docile. Her pale face glistened with sweat, her hair plastered damply against her neck, cheeks, and forehead. She gazed up at Qi Lanshi through tear-blurred eyes, panting softly as she leaned closer.

Qi Lanshi’s slender fingers traced the curve of Luan Hua’s neck, her eyes narrowing with a hint of pleasure.

In this moment, Luan Hua resembled a flower battered by wind and rain—fragile and vulnerable, yet surrendering herself completely into Qi Lanshi’s hands.

Luan Hua showed no resistance, almost as if she were offering herself in a sacred sacrifice. Every expression conveyed her willingness to be broken in Qi Lanshi’s grasp.

Luan Hua was the quintessential “mature woman,” and the art team had amplified every aspect of her archetype: a voluptuous figure, striking features with a sharp edge, and an imposing aura of authority—all her trademarks. Yet in Qi Lanshi’s embrace, the aggressive edge in her features softened, her eyes now filled with dependence, restraint, and vulnerability, betraying her desperate longing for Qi Lanshi.

And this version of Luan Hua was truly… breathtakingly beautiful.

Qi Lanshi leaned down, biting Luan Hua’s crimson lips and swallowing her pained gasp as she covered her eyes.

“Finally asleep,” Qi Lanshi murmured, rolling off the bed and casually draping a bathrobe over herself. “It’s already dawn. Two more hours and I’ll be completely drained.”

System: Whether you’ll be drained is uncertain, but delaying your plot points with the other two NPCs is guaranteed.

At 8 AM, Qi Lanshi was scheduled to advance her storyline with the Sea Queen. After class, she needed to visit the hospital, where she would encounter the third character: the deranged psychiatrist.

“What’s the rush?” Qi Lanshi leaned against the window, her languid posture and flushed cheeks only enhancing her allure. “Just keep all three of them stable and eventually have them willingly sacrifice themselves for me, right?”

System: To help them achieve true, happy endings.

Qi Lanshi scoffed.

When she smiled, her eyes curved into crescents, and her face, as gentle and serene as moonlight, stirred hearts with a single glance.

Wearing this face of the ultimate “Gentle Sister,” she said, “Don’t they love me? If I’m happy, aren’t they happy too? Voluntarily letting me have my way is their happy ending.”

The System paused before asking, [ Then what’s your plan? You can’t draw cards this time. ]

“Do I even need to draw cards for this?” Qi Lanshi retorted with genuine sincerity. “Isn’t this something anyone could do?”

The last time the System had heard such arrogant words, it had been from Qi Lanshi herself.

Back then, after a monotonous day at work, Qi Lanshi picked up an express delivery on her way home. After showering, she turned on her live stream camera at exactly 9 PM.

She didn’t bother with makeup, mainly because she couldn’t afford it. The System’s built-in beauty filter would enhance her features anyway. She greeted her viewers and immediately opened the package.

“This is a holographic game the developers sent me directly, along with the Holographic Pod.”

“You all know poverty is my essence. I could never afford this myself.”

Qi Lanshi carefully read the instructions, and with the help of the bullet comments, she finally understood how to use the device.

The game had a built-in third-person perspective camera, so all she needed to do was install the equipment and enter the game.

“Let me pick one that catches my eye and start romancing,” Qi Lanshi said, putting on the holographic helmet. The next moment, she let out a short, “Whoa.”

Coincidentally, all three are quite appealing.

And each one perfectly aligns with Lanlan’s preferences.

Only children make choices; adults want it all, of course.

I can’t wait to see how Lanlan will achieve the “snake skin” ending this time.

In the gaming community, Qi Lanshi was considered a small-time streamer with limited fame, but she had a loyal and dedicated fanbase.

They loved watching her rebellious streak. Any sweet romance storyline would inevitably end in death or injury under her control, and she always managed to unlock the darkest, most tragic hidden endings.

This time would be no different.

“Let’s go in order, starting with the first one. Oh, it’s a domineering CEO,” Qi Lanshi said, clicking on the plot synopsis and skimming through it. The more she read, the deeper her frown became.

The title of the first romanceable route was: “Master-Servant Contract: Red Roses and White Moonlight.”

The plot revolves around Luan Hua, a powerful CEO, who harbors an unattainable love for her “White Moonlight,” a woman she dares not touch. Unable to express her true feelings, Luan Hua vents her frustrations on the player—a woman who bears a striking resemblance to the White Moonlight.

The player’s initial character is a naive, innocent, and foolish college student, utterly alone except for her gambling-addicted father. Vulnerable in every way, she naturally falls into Luan Hua’s trap, burdened with millions in debt and forced to sign a master-slave contract.

Due to her gullible nature, the player is easily manipulated. While Luan Hua exploits her vulnerability, she also genuinely helps resolve the player’s problems. Combined with the player’s docile temperament, Luan Hua, captivated by her face, treats her with exceptional tenderness. Over time, the player develops secret feelings for her.

Everything changes when the White Moonlight returns. The player discovers she’s merely a substitute, leading to a tumultuous love affair marked by breakups and reconciliations. The ultimate choice—whether the CEO chooses the White Moonlight or the player—rests entirely on the player’s actions.

Qi Lanshi: “……” Her native language was silence.

The livestream viewers immediately noticed her displeasure and urged her to quit, suggesting the game was too brain-dead to be worth playing.

“You’re right, but I’m still going to play through,” Qi Lanshi declared firmly. “There’s an official reward for completing the game—and that’s money.”

This game’s plot really reeks of brain damage.

“What’s the big deal? I’ve encountered far more brain-dead people at my part-time jobs,” Qi Lanshi said, settling into the holographic pod. “Isn’t this game just about having hands?”

Welcome to the game.

The System’s voice was remarkably gentle, with a hint of age that made Qi Lanshi think, inappropriately, of her late mother. As she wondered why a game would design its System voice in such a style, the System continued:

Your player name is: Qi Lanshi. This name cannot be changed.

You have selected the target character: Luan Hua; Instance Name: “Master-Servant Contract: Red Rose and White Moonlight.”

The System will use voice commands.

To ensure your experience, the livestream will continue, but you will not be able to see the Bullet Comments. We appreciate your understanding.

The game will begin shortly. We wish you an enjoyable experience.

“By signing this contract, Miss Qi’s debts will be cleared,” the secretary said, her professional smile unwavering, her voice calm yet cold. “And Miss Qi, you only need to pay a small price.”

The contract’s title was starkly written: Master-Servant Agreement.

Qi Lanshi stared at it in disbelief.

To be hit with such a shock the moment she entered the game was almost too much to bear.

And to title it Master-Servant Agreement so bluntly was just absurd.

She extended a slender, pale finger and tapped the contract, asking earnestly, “Does this thing even have any legal validity?”

The secretary’s expression remained unchanged. “That’s not something Miss Qi needs to concern herself with.”

Qi Lanshi supposed she was right. After all, this was just a game world, all pre-programmed. If the developers said it was valid, then it was valid. Besides…

Now that Luan Hua had set her sights on Qi Lanshi, she had no other choice.

“I’ll sign, but in addition to clearing my debts, I have other demands.”

The secretary frowned, but before she could speak, the boss’s voice came through her earpiece.

“Let her speak,” the boss instructed.

“Miss Qi, please proceed,” the secretary said.

“First, I disagree with the ‘on-call’ requirement. I have studies and work commitments, and I need normal personal space.”

The secretary listened intently, then nodded. “Agreed.”

“Second, I’ll only provide physical comfort, and only in the bedroom.” Qi Lanshi noticed the secretary raise an eyebrow but continued, “I won’t accept any other locations or requests.”

After all, she was a serious gamer and, according to the game’s lore, a proper university student. She couldn’t possibly work as a “three-陪” (a term for escorts who provide companionship, drinking, and sexual services).

The secretary maintained her smile, though this time it seemed more genuine. “The boss says, ‘Don’t bite the hand that feeds you, Miss Qi.'”

As expected, her refusal had been met with resistance.

Qi Lanshi wasn’t bothered. She simply wanted to gauge the tolerance threshold of this domineering CEO named Luan Hua, so she could later spread her wings and soar right at the edge of the boss’s patience.

“Then there’s one final condition,” Qi Lanshi said, leaning back with casual confidence.

Despite being forced to sign a contract selling herself under duress, she now seemed to be the one in control.

She smiled gently, her eyes curving into crescents, and the dimples at the corners of her mouth seemed to hold wine, intoxicating anyone who gazed upon them.

The secretary, momentarily stunned by her smile, murmured in awe, “She’s so much like her.” Usually, the resemblance was only about sixty percent, but when she smiled, the similarity to the boss’s teenage sweetheart soared to ninety percent. No wonder he had gone to such lengths to get her.

If only…

“Chop off Qi Feng’s hands—the ones that gamble and sell his daughter,” Qi Lanshi said lightly, her smile unwavering as the secretary stared in shock. “I want him to never touch a gambling table again.”

The secretary heard a soft chuckle through her earpiece.

“Agreed.”

Just as the secretary nodded, Qi Lanshi’s phone rang. At the secretary’s prompting, she answered the call.

The woman’s voice that came through the line was refined and melodious, carrying the unique charm and allure of a mature woman.

Yet, despite its beauty, the words she spoke were far from pleasant.

“Any other demands? State them all at once. Don’t try to renegotiate once we’re in bed.”

“None,” Qi Lanshi replied, her eyes narrowing with a smile. “I hope we both… have fun.”