Making Three Heartless Woman Go Crazy for Me - Chapter 49

After hanging up with Qi Feng, Qi Lanshi checked his character profile again. As expected, a new background entry had unlocked after he mentioned “your heartless mother.”

Years ago, Qi Feng had also gambled, but he still put on an act. With his parents’ help, he successfully tricked a woman into marrying him and having a child.

But his facade only lasted until his wife became pregnant. He seemed to believe that having a child would bind her to him, and after that, he dropped the pretense entirely. Not only did he continue gambling, but he also began to abuse her.

The worst incident occurred when his heavily pregnant wife went to a gambling den to bring him home. He had just lost a large sum of money and vented his anger on her. As he beat her face, he cursed that pregnant women were bad luck, blaming her for his financial losses.

After that, his wife stopped trying to reason with him, further solidifying his belief that women were inherently worthless and needed to be beaten into submission. When their child was two years old, his wife finally ran away.

Everyone mocked him for failing to keep even his own wife. His parents tried to find him another wife, but news of how he had driven away his previous wife had spread. With a young daughter in tow, no respectable family would let their daughter become a stepmother. So he remained a bachelor to this day.

“That bastard probably still sees himself as the victim,” Qi Lanshi sneered. “A man like him only kept his ex-wife’s daughter around because he couldn’t find another wife. If he could have remarried, he would have abandoned that worthless burden long ago.”

The bullet comments erupted in furious anger. Qi Feng’s earlier treatment of Qi Lanshi had already infuriated viewers, but this glimpse into his character background only intensified their rage. Some viewers, projecting their own experiences with irresponsible fathers, felt not only anger but also deep sadness.

“Fortunately, the daughter he encountered was me,” Qi Lanshi reassured the livestream viewers. “If it had been another player, they might have been too disgusted to act. But I’m different. Letting Luan Hua deal with him in the previous timeline was too lenient. I needed the right opportunity to strike.”

Her previous opportunity had come when Qi Feng sold her to Luan Hua, prompting her to sever ties with her birth family and openly express her loathing and hatred for him.

Yet character archetypes run deep. Even after she took these drastic measures, Luan Hua initially still saw Qi Feng as a potential threat.

This time, she would play the role of a naive and pitiful college student before Jiang Qianyun—innocent, persecuted, and forced to retaliate only out of desperation. Qi Feng would have to be the villain.

The man didn’t disappoint her. From the day she blocked Qi Feng, she began receiving relentless harassing calls and texts, all threatening her to repay the debt or face dire consequences. Qi Lanshi ignored them completely. Three days later, the debt collectors came looking for her in person.

Over ten days, Qi Lanshi had thoroughly tracked Jiang Qianyun’s movements and devised a corresponding plan.

When the debt collectors finally found her, Qi Lanshi remained remarkably calm, her demeanor composed. This led them to mistakenly believe they could first try a polite approach before resorting to force.

The leader, a man with a fierce expression and a swaggering attitude, stood with his hands in his pockets, striking what he considered a cool pose. “We don’t want to make things difficult for you,” he said, “but debts must be repaid—it’s only natural. And it’s reasonable for children to inherit their father’s debts, right? Just hand over the money, and we won’t bother you.”

Qi Lanshi’s face remained expressionless. Her voice even carried a hint of rustic sincerity as she replied, “But I really don’t have any money.”

The man burst into laughter. “No money? No problem, sis! We can help you earn some. Just pay us back when you’ve made enough, right?”

“So that’s your angle,” Qi Lanshi murmured, nodding slowly. “To be honest, it sounds reasonable at first.” Without warning, she leaped up and slapped the ringleader across the face before turning and sprinting away.

The man was completely caught off guard. He stood stunned for several seconds after the blow, then finally remembered to give chase. But in that blink of an eye, Qi Lanshi had vanished without a trace.

“Damn it!” the man spat, his face contorted with rage and frustration. “How could she disappear so fast? Can she fly or something?”

Qi Lanshi couldn’t fly, of course. She had simply used a Teleportation Card. Those few seconds were all she needed to create a time gap and shake off the men.

She needed to play the part of a pitiful, desperate little thing seeking help, but she would never give those men a real chance to harm her. After escaping, she found a suitable angle, cranked her pain suppression to maximum, and deliberately tumbled down the stairs.

She felt a warm sensation and reached up to touch her face. Sure enough, she was bleeding. She quickly took out her phone to take a picture and check that the bloodstain on her face only added to her pitiful charm, rather than making her look ferocious or terrifying. Satisfied, she nodded.

In the livestream, even though everyone knew she wouldn’t feel any pain, they couldn’t help but feel sorry for her dedication.

Even the System couldn’t bear to watch:  Don’t you have any gentler methods that don’t involve harming yourself?

Qi Lanshi explained, “It’s not that I don’t, but they’re too slow. If I were just playing the game alone, I could take my time, but I’m a streamer. I need to consider the entertainment value.”

She stood up and stumbled forward, positioning herself perfectly to “collapse” just before Jiang Qianyun arrived at the garage, finding the ideal angle and spot.

After lying down, she felt a bit uneasy and added, “Everyone, please don’t try this in real life! This is just a game; nothing can really happen to me. Besides, I calculated beforehand that Jiang Qianyun would definitely see me lying here.”

“In real life, never, ever gamble with your life, no matter how confident you are. Got it?”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a noise. She immediately closed her eyes and pretended to fall asleep.

Jiang Qianyun had just entered the garage when she noticed something was off. The air still carried a faint metallic scent of bl00d. She hesitated briefly, her brow furrowing, but made no move to investigate, simply getting into her car.

She had barely started the engine and begun to drive when her high beams illuminated the unconscious girl lying on the ground.

It was a familiar face. They had first met late one night when the reckless, naive girl had bumped into her. Since then, they had had no further contact, except for occasional glimpses of the girl’s busy figure at the hospital.

This was one of her fans, but more importantly, a dedicated volunteer.

Jiang Qianyun’s impression of the girl was limited to this. Upon seeing her again so suddenly, she couldn’t even recall her name for a moment.

Now, the familiar girl lay unconscious in the underground garage, bl00d trickling from her forehead to the corner of her eye. Her face was deathly pale, creating an eerie yet poignant beauty in the dark, silent garage.

How beautiful, Jiang Qianyun thought.

If only such a pretty and obedient girl could stay like this forever—a docile, understanding doll—that would be perfect.

Too bad she’s alive, Jiang Qianyun thought to herself as she started the car, driving past Qi Lanshi without a second glance.

Qi Lanshi couldn’t believe what had just happened.

Since becoming a streamer in the Snake Skin Zone, none of her Targets had ever deviated from her expectations. She could see through their surface behavior to discern the underlying logic of their creators.

Once she understood this, identifying a Target’s weaknesses and psychological vulnerabilities, and then tailoring her approach accordingly, was a simple matter. Achieving her desired outcome was practically guaranteed.

But today, she had miscalculated.

She had orchestrated a damsel-in-distress scenario for Jiang Qianyun. If Jiang Qianyun had even a sliver of interest in her, she should have gotten out of the car, offered assistance, and become the greatest benefactor in Qi Lanshi’s life.

This would have made Qi Lanshi’s hatred for Qi Feng seem natural, while Jiang Qianyun would become her emotional anchor. Any sacrifice or devotion to Jiang Qianyun would be justified.

Through this single act of saving her life, Qi Lanshi would have become the person who loved Jiang Qianyun most in the world. On the surface, it would appear she was giving and sacrificing, but in reality, Jiang Qianyun would become utterly dependent on the love Qi Lanshi provided.

If Jiang Qianyun were truly mad, she could have used this woman to retaliate against Qi Feng, making him pay the price he deserved.

But now, everything was gone.

Because Jiang Qianyun hadn’t even gotten out of the car!

“I can’t believe she’s so inhuman!” Qi Lanshi’s state perfectly embodied the disbelief in those words.

The Livestream audience was already in hysterics. Having grown accustomed to Qi Lanshi’s effortless composure, watching her stumble was a rare and amusing spectacle.

However, Qi Lanshi quickly regained her composure.

“My progress with Luan Hua had been too smooth, making me lower my guard,” she explained. “I forgot that without a script this time, I can’t rely on NPCs to discern the underlying reality’s logic. I became too reliant on past experience and took things for granted, leading to this situation.”

“But it’s not a major problem.”

Qi Lanshi took a deep breath. “Dr. Jiang has unilaterally raised the game’s difficulty. I can’t afford to lose either.”

She wiped the bl00d from her face, hastily tended to her wounds, and staggered toward the light.

“Oh my god, Lanshi! What happened to you? You’re injured!” A nurse who had just finished her shift saw Qi Lanshi’s battered state and her voice trembled with shock.

“I’m fine, just a little accident,” Qi Lanshi said, her face pale as she forced a weak smile.

“Let me get you to treat your wound first… No, we need to call the police right away!”

The nurse reached for her phone to dial 110, but Qi Lanshi shook her head, stopping her. “Thank you, Sister, I know you mean well, but… not everything can be resolved by calling the police.”

Her expression was a mix of forced compliance and unspoken words. Remembering the earlier phone call she’d overheard, the nurse understood everything.

She wanted to say something, but Qi Lanshi had already changed the subject.

“By the way, Sister, I fell in the garage just now. It looked like someone had just driven away. Do you know who it was?”

“That must have been Dr. Jiang. I saw her leaving just a moment ago.”

“So it was her,” Qi Lanshi murmured. “Dr. Jiang is such a kind person.”

Refuse to save me?

No problem. I’ll stage an accident.

If Jiang Qianyun refused to accept this life-saving debt today, she couldn’t blame Qi Lanshi for planting a trap in advance, ready to turn around and bite her later.

She had written a thousand words early this morning, thinking she could definitely reach six thousand for the day. But after a trip to the bank, everything fell apart.