Making Three Heartless Woman Go Crazy for Me - Chapter 51

To cultivate a good impression with Jiang Qianyun, Qi Lanshi spent the entire night researching how to become a qualified teaching assistant.

The search results were overwhelming.

Staring at the computer screen, she fell into deep thought. “I barely attended university properly. How am I supposed to teach others? Won’t my true academic level be exposed?”

The System retorted, Do you even have any academic knowledge?

Qi Lanshi: “…You’re a system. You don’t need to be so blunt.”

Realizing it had spoken out of turn, the System tried to recover: Jiang Qianyun is an art teacher with only two classes a month. There’s nothing for you to worry about. Besides, she doesn’t actually need you to make any academic contributions.

“I know, but according to my character setting, even knowing that, I still have to study diligently, research thoroughly, and strive to make a good impression on Jiang Qianyun. And I must genuinely want to help her, repay her kindness, and respect her.”

Qi Lanshi sighed. “Even though the internet jokes about college students being naive and foolish, that’s just banter. Real stupidity isn’t cute, especially not to someone like Jiang Qianyun, who’s highly capable and efficient.”

The only saving grace was that Jiang Qianyun wasn’t an ordinary teacher. Her high salary meant her teaching assistant would also receive relatively good pay. If Qi Lanshi could hold onto this job, she wouldn’t need to work at the convenience store anymore.

The convenience store was a fixed point in both timelines, but in neither did Qi Lanshi intend to stay there long.

The pay just isn’t enough.

On her first day as a teaching assistant, Qi Lanshi was admittedly a bit clumsy, but it was clear she had done her homework. Her attitude was sincere and earnest, and her entire being was tense, even the strands of her hair radiating nervousness.

Jiang Qianyun was immensely popular at the university. Qi Lanshi’s eyes widened at the sight of the sea of students filling the lecture hall.

Having attended numerous classes as a university student herself, Qi Lanshi had never seen a professor’s lecture hall so packed.

Jiang Qianyun was practically a dual-sided Daji, the mythical fox spirit, in both the medical and art worlds—the kind of person everyone adored.

As for Qi Lanshi, she was acutely aware of and supremely confident in her own appearance. Even without deliberately trying to be alluring, her face would turn heads on the street. But today, to avoid overshadowing Jiang Qianyun, she deliberately suppressed her natural charm.

She couldn’t afford to stand out or draw attention. She needed to appear dull and unremarkable, while Jiang Qianyun remained the sole source of light in her dark life.

After the first class ended, Jiang Qianyun was immediately surrounded by students. Some genuinely had questions, but most were simply seizing the opportunity to get closer to their admired teacher.

Qi Lanshi was pushed into a corner by the crowd, her face betraying panic and confusion. She frantically looked ahead, searching for Jiang Qianyun, and their eyes met.

Jiang Qianyun’s gaze was calm and unwavering, but that timely glance was enough to soothe the girl’s restless heart.

“See? Qi Lanshi is so much smarter than Luan Hua,” Qi Lanshi thought to the System.

“This woman could watch me bleed on the ground and turn a blind eye, yet the very next day, after taking an interest in me, she calmly accepts my gratitude.”

“The moment she turned around, she had already planned how to manipulate me. First, she saved my life, then she offered me timely help in my time of need. She’s not just strengthening my emotional dependence on her; she’s also paving the way for her future.”

“Even if I later discover the life-saving act was a sham, the job introduction will still be real, right? I can’t possibly be so ungrateful as to turn against someone who’s shown me such kindness, can I?”

Qi Lanshi clicked her tongue twice. “Look at this woman—she’s got so many tricks up her sleeve. Luan Hua may be a CEO, but when it comes to playing with emotions and scheming, she’s just a little sister compared to Jiang Qianyun.”

System: You didn’t used to think so highly of Luan Hua. You called her crazy and stingy.

“Was I wrong about either of those things? That’s just her nature,” Qi Lanshi retorted, sounding perfectly justified. “Luan Hua is just a naive fool, but Jiang Qianyun is something else entirely.”

“Jiang Qianyun lacks humanity and has a shockingly low moral compass. In other words, she’s completely insane and incredibly dangerous.”

“Once a woman like that sets her sights on me, she’ll naturally weave an inescapable web around me. Take just now, for example. Even as the center of attention, surrounded by students, she still glanced my way from across the room to reassure me.”

“Right now, I’m supposed to be her loyal little puppy—grateful, dependent, and utterly devoted. One look from her should have me whimpering with gratitude and self-abasement, howling inwardly.”

Qi Lanshi delivered the last line with a sarcastic edge.

She sighed, her voice tinged with genuine regret. “The thought that I can’t sleep with such a hot, thrilling woman… it just makes me so sad.”

System: ……

Qi Lanshi’s lengthy explanation boiled down to one crucial point: she couldn’t sleep.

While Qi Lanshi chatted with the System to pass the time, Jiang Qianyun had already dealt with most of the students surrounding her.

Standing at the classroom doorway, Jiang Qianyun raised a hand and beckoned Qi Lanshi over. “Come here,” she said.

The gesture, the posture, the tone—Qi Lanshi found it all too familiar.

Jiang Qianyun was training a dog.

Just like Qi Lanshi had done to Luan Hua in the previous timeline.

In that instant, a thought flashed through Qi Lanshi’s mind: Damn, I’ve met my match.

With a smile, she hurried over and stopped beside Jiang Qianyun. “Thank goodness Dr. Jiang is so capable. Otherwise, with my clumsy hands, lack of professional knowledge, and complete inability to assist, I’d definitely have messed things up.”

“Why are you putting yourself down like that? You’re not like that at all.” Jiang Qianyun’s expression turned serious, even a little surprised. “You were brought in on short notice. It’s only natural that you might struggle with some tasks. You just need time. I believe you’ll do well.”

Qi Lanshi bit her lower lip, feeling a mix of gratitude and sorrow. “No one has ever believed in me like Dr. Jiang does.”

“How could that be? You’re clearly a very talented young woman,” Jiang Qianyun said, her words reassuring, but her heart remained detached.

Despite her striking beauty, pure heart, and admission to a top-tier university, Qi Lanshi was still a pitiful creature, constantly tormented and lacking even a single person to affirm or encourage her.

The more Jiang Qianyun understood Qi Lanshi’s inner world, the more satisfied she became with her chosen prey. “My schedule is quite packed this week. The next session is this Friday. Will you be available?”

Qi Lanshi hesitated. She had an elective class on Fridays, and Jiang Qianyun had undoubtedly checked her schedule, deliberately choosing this time.

So quickly, Jiang Qianyun was already testing the waters, subtly pushing Qi Lanshi to give up something for her. No wonder she was a versatile doctor specializing in internal medicine, surgery, psychiatry, and psychology—she truly knew how to stir up trouble and manipulate situations.

“What’s wrong? Do you happen to have a class then?” Jiang Qianyun’s voice sounded gentle, but her words were relentless. “It’s fine if you can’t make it. I’m used to teaching alone. I only wanted to give you a hand. Whether you come or not, you’ll still be paid. Don’t feel pressured.”

With the conversation having reached this point, Qi Lanshi had only one answer, or she would have shattered her established persona.

“No, I just agreed to work half a day at the convenience store on Friday. Since Dr. Jiang is busier, I’ll prioritize you, of course.”

Jiang Qianyun nodded, adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, and patted Qi Lanshi’s head, praising her gently, “Good girl.”

These two words brought the livestream to a close. As Qi Lanshi signed off, she noticed the livestream chat still buzzing with discussion.

Scrolling through the comments, she found the debate roughly divided into two camps: one group found Jiang Qianyun’s behavior somewhat twisted but thrilling, while the other felt uncomfortable with her character, deeming her treatment of Qi Lanshi too harsh.

“But if we play this right, it can still be a satisfying twist in the game,” Qi Lanshi explained. “I understand why some people feel uneasy. In my games, I’ve always been the one in control, but now Jiang Qianyun has taken over. And her attitude toward me is… dismissive.”

After all, this was “dog training” literature. It’s more satisfying to be the trainer than the trained. Who would choose to be a dog when they could be human?

“Trust me, this is just part of my game,” Qi Lanshi said, but her words only reassured a small portion of the audience. She frowned, thought for a moment, and added, “Alright, then. The next livestream will be different. If you’re still uncomfortable, I’ll change my plans.”

What a pity, Qi Lanshi murmured to herself. I wanted to build up the tension gradually, but now I’ll have to accelerate the pace.

She scheduled the next livestream for Thursday in the game, the day before Jiang Qianyun’s class.

Qi Lanshi removed Qi Feng from her blacklist and immediately launched into a furious tirade. The gist of her rant was: “I treated you like a father, and you betrayed me like this? Trying to sell me off to pay your debts? You’ve broken my heart and shattered my hopes! I won’t call the police this time, but if you ever try this again, I’ll sever all ties with you!”

But to Qi Feng’s ears, her words sounded like: “Blah blah blah sell me off to pay debts, blah blah blah I won’t call the police.”

Qi Lanshi hung up the phone, her expression calm. “Now it’s up to Qi Feng to play his part. This is his comfort zone—he shouldn’t disappoint me, right?”

Her prediction proved spot-on. Qi Feng seemed to possess an innate talent for leeching off and exploiting his family. On Friday, Qi Lanshi found herself facing the same two debt collectors who had come before.

They must have been punished, because this time their faces were twisted into menacing scowls as they snarled, “Little b1tch, don’t try any tricks this time! Come with us quietly, and you might just save yourself some pain!”

Their menacing aura sent passersby scurrying away, but Qi Lanshi merely glanced up at them before pulling out her phone and typing a message.

The debt collectors exchanged confused glances.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Jiang Qianyun’s phone vibrated. But she was on rounds and didn’t have time to check it. By the time she noticed it three hours later, the message read: Help me.

Brave, but not entirely brave.

The funniest thing that happened today was my best friend’s three-and-a-half-year-old son, who can’t even read, watching parenting literature on his tablet.