Making Three Heartless Woman Go Crazy for Me - Chapter 40

Luan Hua’s bl00d ran cold.

It’s over. Everything is over.

In the private room, Mr. Luan, who had cruelly shattered his daughter’s illusion, decided to preserve her last shred of dignity and let her end this farce herself. He rose to leave.

Only Qi Lanshi and Luan Hua remained, facing each other across the room. Though they were only a few steps apart, they seemed separated by an insurmountable chasm.

Luan Hua took a step forward, but before she could close the distance, Qi Lanshi recoiled as if in shock, screaming, “Don’t come any closer!”

This reaction, as if she had seen a demon, darkened Luan Hua’s expression.

Qi Lanshi’s eyes were rimmed with red. She blinked, tears rolling down her cheeks as she asked, “Tell me… is what your father said true?”

Though the tear didn’t touch Luan Hua, it felt like scalding liquid searing her heart, causing it to shrink with a dull ache.

Once, she had thought she was merely making a spontaneous decision, paying it no mind. She never imagined that this choice would pierce through time and mist, transforming into a bullet that would strike her heart.

Looking into Qi Lanshi’s eyes, Luan Hua couldn’t utter a single word of denial or concealment. All explanations seemed utterly futile. Her lips parted and closed, and finally she managed only a single word: “Yes.”

Qi Lanshi suddenly let out a soft laugh.

She forcefully wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes, her voice barely a whisper, but each word was uttered through clenched teeth: “Luan Hua, you’re truly… disgusting.”

This was the first time Luan Hua had ever felt the meaning of “words like knives.”

Qi Lanshi merely had to sit there, her rosy lips opening and closing, to inflict bone-deep pain on her.

Luan Hua’s mind was a chaotic mess, her ears ringing. “Let me explain…”

Every expression of resistance from Qi Lanshi filled her with panic. She couldn’t think of a response, a voice screaming incessantly in her heart: I can’t let Qi Lanshi leave. No matter what it takes, I have to keep her by my side!

She stormed into the private room and forcefully embraced Qi Lanshi, her panic making her incoherent as she repeated over and over, “Just let me explain.”

“Let go of me,” Qi Lanshi struggled, but found Luan Hua’s strength surprisingly overwhelming. She couldn’t break free.

Qi Lanshi nearly lost her composure. How could she, who had always been so strong-willed, be unable to escape the grasp of this pampered princess? It was humiliating!

She took a deep breath. As Luan Hua’s arms tightened around her, Qi Lanshi mustered all her strength and shoved her to the ground.

For a moment, Luan Hua’s face showed a hint of confusion, but without hesitation, she reached out to take Qi Lanshi’s hand again.

Before her hand could even rise, Qi Lanshi slapped it away with brutal force.

The slap was so violent it was almost a strike, hitting not only Luan Hua’s hand but also grazing her jaw and cheek, leaving angry red marks.

Luan Hua seemed stunned by the blow. Her long bangs fell forward, obscuring her vision as her cat-like eyes widened slightly, misting over with tears. Compared to her usual composure, she looked utterly vulnerable.

This was a side of Luan Hua usually only seen in bed. If the situation weren’t so inappropriate, Qi Lanshi’s mind might have been flooded with lewd thoughts.

“Don’t touch me,” Qi Lanshi said, her mind racing with conflicting thoughts, yet her acting remained flawless. “Don’t touch me… You’re so dirty, so disgusting.”

The words “You’re so dirty,” when uttered by Qi Lanshi, were like a razor-sharp weapon, cutting through any pretense.

“What do you gain from toying with someone like me? Does it bring you joy to watch someone from the bottom struggle in the mud and dust?”

“Why do you torment me like this? Just because I was born worthless?”

“No,” Luan Hua explained, her face pale. “I didn’t… I never thought of it that way.”

“Exactly, you didn’t. You just… you just liked my face.” Qi Lanshi touched her cheek, her voice trembling. “It’s my fault. It’s my fault… for ever liking someone like you. It’s my fault.”

Liking someone like you.

Luan Hua’s breath hitched for a moment. The ringing in her ears intensified, and the world spun around her. She couldn’t see or hear clearly, as if she had stepped into an endless abyss and was falling endlessly downward.

How long had it been since Qi Lanshi said she was willing to start over?

Just one day. Barely a day.

Her happiness and affection had lasted less than a day.

Qi Lanshi watched Luan Hua’s face turn ashen, as if a towering building had collapsed within her. She glanced down at her own hand.

No way. Her slap hadn’t even landed properly. How could it look so severe? Luan Hua looked like she was about to faint.

Or had her verbal skills improved? Was Luan Hua now suffering a spiritual magic attack?

After a moment’s thought, Qi Lanshi decided to stop while she was ahead. She stood up, turned away with a deathly expression, and left.

Luan Hua’s mind hadn’t fully recovered. As she watched Qi Lanshi’s retreating figure, she instinctively reached out, but her hand fell short of touching Qi Lanshi’s resolute back.

By the time she chased after her, Qi Lanshi had vanished without a trace.

Mr. Luan’s sudden arrival, coupled with Luan Hua’s decision to withdraw Qi Lanshi’s bodyguards the previous day, meant that by the time she realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

She arrived in a hurried and disheveled state, only to witness her father expose the entire truth, plunging her into hell.

She mobilized every resource at her disposal, scouring the entire city, but couldn’t find any trace of Qi Lanshi.

It was as if Qi Lanshi had vanished into thin air the moment she left the restaurant. Her disappearance was so complete that, as Luan Hua swallowed sleeping pills to force herself to sleep at midnight, she began to wonder if everything about Qi Lanshi had been nothing more than a figment of her imagination.

Qi Lanshi had logged off completely, making sure to adjust the time flow rate to maintain the 7:1 ratio between the game and reality.

No way I’m sticking around for Luan Hua to catch up and drag me back! she thought. Then I’d be forced to endure the second part of the “Golden Canary” plotline—the daily 18+ stuff!

Having decided to end the game at this stage, nothing could sway her.

During this period, Qi Lanshi had been livestreaming daily, almost becoming a workaholic. She took a day off during this plot arc, and when she returned to the game two days later, half a month had passed in-game.

Her previous three-day disappearance had prompted Luan Hua to initiate the pseudo-imprisonment storyline. This time, after being gone for a full half-month, the livestream viewers were eagerly anticipating what new developments would unfold.

“If things have gone as expected, Luan Hua should be… completely mad by now,” Qi Lanshi murmured. “Did I really push her too far?”

The moment she logged in, she saw a missing person poster right in front of her. It featured her photo, the secretary’s phone number, and a note offering a reward for any leads, starting at 100,000 yuan with no upper limit.

“Qi Lanshi!”

She heard someone shout her name with fervent intensity. “I’ve found you!”

In that moment, Qi Lanshi clearly saw the image of herself reflected in the other person’s eyes: a walking money tree.

I thought the final update would reach 3,000 words, but it fell short.