Making Three Heartless Woman Go Crazy for Me - Chapter 48

Back in her dorm room, Qi Lanshi continued searching online for information about Jiang Qianyun. She soon discovered a blind spot: despite Jiang Qianyun’s immense fame, there was absolutely no information about her parents or family background online.

The complete lack of information only reinforced the idea that her background was extraordinary, with the details meticulously sealed and protected.

“Given the current situation, getting close to her will be quite challenging,” Qi Lanshi murmured to herself. “But Brave Lanlan fears no difficulty!”

Boosting her own spirits, Qi Lanshi began analyzing Jiang Qianyun’s true personality, hidden beneath her public persona, based on their single encounter.

“First, her lack of affection is undeniable, but her standards for love are remarkably high. Ordinary affection won’t catch her eye. Feelings based solely on appearance would strike her as laughably superficial.”

“She’s also highly guarded. She craves love but won’t easily trust it. I need a compelling reason to offer both myself and my love as a sacrifice to her.”

“On the surface, I need to lower my status, hand the initiative to her, and let her control everything. In this regard, Jiang Qianyun and Luan Hua are alike—they’re both upper-class, dominant figures. And I am merely a pawn in their hands.”

Qi Lanshi narrowed her eyes as she spoke. “The thrill for my fans in this game comes from seeing a nobody outmaneuver the powerful.”

Her words deeply moved the livestream audience.

Uwaaaah, Lanlan still cares about us! We’re in her heart!

The System briefly suspected the livestream viewers had been brainwashed.

“Now, let me think… how should I play this?” Qi Lanshi mused slowly.

Someone like Jiang Qianyun would never make the first move, yet she still craved control. Qi Lanshi couldn’t take the route of a devoted fan secretly admiring her from afar—that would be too slow-burn and too much of a simp move. Even if she were willing, the livestream audience wouldn’t find it entertaining.

So, she needed to strike first, offering herself up while avoiding seeming too desperate. She needed a plausible transition—a catalyst that could transform her from an ordinary fan, perhaps even just a looks-obsessed one, into someone consumed by an all-consuming, irreplaceable passion.

“I can’t do this alone. I need an outside ally,” Qi Lanshi said, opening her phone. “In this timeline, Luan Hua hasn’t intervened. I wonder what that bastard Qi Feng is up to now?”

She opened Qi Feng’s WeChat profile but ultimately didn’t send him a message. Instead, she scrolled through her contacts to find another relative: Qi Feng’s elder sister, whom she had designated as her aunt in her mental framework.

She typed:  Aunt, Dad’s been asking me for money again. He says he found a new job and needs funds for training and work uniforms.

Her aunt was busy and didn’t see the message for a while. Instead of answering directly, she replied with a question:  Did you give him the money?

Qi Lanshi naturally said she had, adding that she was overjoyed to see her father finally turning over a new leaf. Though her savings were meager, seeing her only remaining relative improving made her content.

The “typing” indicator remained active on her aunt’s end for an extended period, as if she were wrestling with her thoughts. Finally, she sent:  You’re not a child anymore. You need to start thinking more about yourself. Next time you have money, keep it for yourself.

After sending the message, she quickly retracted it, clearly afraid that her warning might attract trouble.

Qi Lanshi swiftly concluded: this aunt, who had never appeared in the previous timeline, was a normal person.

Qi Lanshi scoffed, a cold smile playing on her lips. “It’s hard to believe Qi Feng actually has an elder sister. I always thought he’d sprung out of a rock, like he didn’t even have a mother.”

Of course, Qi Feng couldn’t have sprung out of a rock. As a highly immersive and realistic holographic game, every NPC had their own backstory, especially characters like Qi Feng who were somewhat plot-relevant.

His character keywords were: a pampered good-for-nothing spoiled by a patriarchal family.

The aunt was the oppressed one, the previous victim of his leeching. In the game’s lore, Qi Lanshi was next in line. All she wanted was to escape her vampire brother and live her own life, which explained her distant relationship with Qi Lanshi.

But when she saw Qi Lanshi following the same path she had, and even more foolishly, she couldn’t resist sending that warning before quickly retracting it.

“Judging by my aunt’s words, Qi Feng’s character hasn’t changed at all. He’s still a gambling addict,” Qi Lanshi said, shaking her head. “If you ever encounter a gambling addict in real life, stay far away from them. Don’t let your heart soften or think they’ll change.”

“Gambling addicts have no self-control. How can someone controlled by their desires even be considered human?”

“The only reason I’d exploit a gambling addict’s traits in this game is to use them to my advantage. If I had a father like that in real life, I’d report him every time he gambled until he rotted in prison, never to harm me again.”

Lanlan’s words are so sincere and heartfelt.

Come to think of it, I’ve never heard Lanlan mention her family. Her financial situation doesn’t seem great either. Could it be…?

The person above is clearly a new fan. Lanlan has said before that her parents died early, and she’s been living with relatives ever since.

She must have suffered mistreatment from her relatives, but it probably wasn’t from her biological parents, but rather from being dependent on others.

Shh, stop talking. This is no different from poking at her wounds.

Right, right. Lanlan reads the historical Bullet Comments after her streams, so let’s not bring it up. Let’s talk about something cheerful.

Qi Lanshi remained unaware that the livestream audience had once again cast her as a helpless, pitiful figure. She opened Qi Feng’s WeChat Moments and scrolled through them, a sardonic smile curling her lips.

Qi Feng had been having a good run lately, likely winning some money. But what gambler ever truly wins? It’s just bait dangled by the house. Whatever he’s won today, he’ll lose ten or a hundred times more in the coming days.

Once he’s gambled away every last penny, he’ll inevitably turn to his only cash cow in the world—Qi Lanshi.

“It won’t be long before he comes crawling back, begging me to give him some gold coins,” Qi Lanshi said, sighing. “Actually, Luan Hua’s father wasn’t entirely right. Luan Hua did set up a shameless trap, but Qi Feng isn’t the kind of man who’d stop at losing a few thousand or tens of thousands.”

“A gambler’s greed knows no bounds, and they’re dangerously overconfident. Give them even the slightest chance, and they’ll foolishly take the bait, dragging everyone around them down with them.”

“The player’s miserable life began the moment she was cursed with such a wretched father… Of course, Luan Hua wasn’t entirely innocent either; everything she suffered was what she deserved.”

Qi Lanshi’s approach was simple: to torment everyone equally, leaving no one unscathed.

Qi Feng certainly didn’t disappoint her. After she volunteered for a week, he lost money again and came to Qi Lanshi for more.

During that week, Qi Lanshi had shown remarkable patience. She never disturbed Jiang Qianyun, nor did she attempt to engineer any “chance” encounters, acting as if they had never crossed paths.

Even the nurses admired her restraint.

“Dr. Jiang has many fans, and we occasionally get overzealous ones who come to the hospital. If I’d known you were also a fan, I wouldn’t have approved your volunteer application.”

Qi Lanshi smiled sheepishly. “Good thing I didn’t reveal my true feelings.”

As she spoke, her phone suddenly began vibrating wildly. She glanced down but ignored it. Two minutes later, Qi Feng called.

His voice was loud and furious, demanding, “Why aren’t you answering my calls? Do you think you’re too good for me now that you’re in college? Think you can ignore your own father?”

Qi Lanshi’s phone was a cheap brand with poor sound insulation and a low-quality speaker. Qi Feng’s rabid barking carried clearly to the nurse’s ears.

“I’m sorry, I need to handle something urgent. I’ll just…” Qi Lanshi trailed off, her face flushed with embarrassment and shame.

“Go ahead. It’s not too busy right now,” the nurse said, guessing what was happening. She sighed, feeling a pang of sympathy. “If you need any help, don’t hesitate to ask.”

Qi Lanshi was touched by the nurse’s kindness.

In the previous timeline, the most normal person had been the secretary. In this timeline, it was the nurse. The NPCs around the protagonist were truly heartwarming.

Adopting an awkward and wronged expression, Qi Lanshi nodded and hurried away. Once she was alone, her demeanor and tone instantly turned cold.

“What do you want?” she snapped. “Don’t you know I’m busy? Who gave you permission to bother me?”

According to the game’s lore, the player character was a weak and docile “White Flower” who was constantly oppressed and exploited without ever resisting. Qi Feng had never even heard his daughter speak back to him, so he froze in shock for a moment before erupting in fury.

“You little bastard! Who do you think you are, yelling at your own father like that?”

Qi Lanshi had no patience for his foul temper and hung up immediately.

Qi Feng called back swiftly, wanting to continue his tirade, but he restrained himself, his tone a mix of resentment and command. “How much money do you have? Transfer it all to me. I need it urgently.”

“None,” Qi Lanshi replied, hanging up again.

This time, Qi Feng was completely enraged. “How can you have nothing? You just don’t want to give it to me! I raised you, fed you, and even sent you to university. You’re just like your shameless mother—utterly heartless!”

“If you know I don’t want to give you anything, why waste your breath? Are you deliberately humiliating yourself?” Qi Lanshi’s calm demeanor stood in stark contrast to his fury. “I have no money. If you’re desperate, call the police and have me arrested.”

With that, she not only hung up but also blocked Qi Feng’s number.

Qi Lanshi guessed the Livestream audience was likely furious. She explained, “I’ll deal with Qi Feng eventually, but not yet. He still has his uses—he’ll help me get closer to Jiang Qianyun.”

If Qi Feng could sell his daughter once, he’d do it again.

Qi Lanshi was waiting for him, ready to receive his delivery.

I need to make a big move tomorrow.

Right, in the first playthrough, there’s no love triangle or dramatic showdown. The scumbag reunion only happens in the second playthrough.