Making Three Heartless Woman Go Crazy for Me - Chapter 9

As a decorative piece, Qi Lanshi performed her role flawlessly. She ignored all the polite, curious glances directed her way, silently trailing behind Luan Hua without uttering a word.

Many likely knew Luan Hua had a “White Moonlight” figure in her past, but only those close to her knew the specific identity of this person.

Thus, most people were pondering why Luan Hua had changed her behavior and how Qi Lanshi had come to be by her side, but no one suspected a “stand-in” narrative.

At the banquet, Qi Lanshi spotted a familiar face.

Gu Jingshu acted as if she didn’t recognize Qi Lanshi at all, treating her no differently from anyone else. She merely glanced at her before focusing her attention entirely on Luan Hua.

Seeing Gu Jingshu, Qi Lanshi knew it was time for the plot to advance.

Sure enough, after a brief exchange with Gu Jingshu, Luan Hua turned to Qi Lanshi and said, “Stay here for a while. Behave yourself, find something to eat, and don’t wander off.”

Qi Lanshi verbally agreed, but inwardly scoffed.

Look at the dress you picked for me! I might tear it just by breathing too deeply, let alone eating.

As Qi Lanshi watched Luan Hua ascend to the second floor, the smile on her face instantly faded, replaced by a visible sigh of relief and a hint of impatience.

“I thought you were actually going to be this obedient, not even trying to resist,” Gu Jingshu said, lighting a cigarette. “That would have been so boring… Oh, you don’t mind, do you?”

“I do mind,” Qi Lanshi replied, her voice soft and gentle, but her words were laced with thorns. “But since you’ve already lit it, you clearly don’t care about my feelings. So, I mind, but it doesn’t matter.”

Gu Jingshu paused, then burst into laughter and stubbed out the cigarette.

“Alright, my mistake. I’m sorry,” she said, still chuckling. “How about I take you out for some fresh air?”

Qi Lanshi didn’t move. “You heard CEO Luan. She won’t let me go anywhere.”

Gu Jingshu stared at her face for a moment. “Get out your QR code.”

Qi Lanshi complied. Gu Jingshu scanned two transactions of five thousand each right in front of her. “One payment buys you a spot on my WeChat friends list, and the other gets you to come out for a walk with me. Deal?”

Qi Lanshi was thoroughly impressed by Gu Jingshu’s quick thinking.

This is how a CEO should handle things—transferring money at the slightest disagreement! Luan Hua has lost this round completely!

“Of course,” Qi Lanshi replied with a gentle smile. “But if CEO Luan gets angry with me, Miss Gu, you must help me out. I can’t let my suffering be in vain.”

Qi Lanshi was the epitome of someone who gets the best of both worlds and still acts innocent.

But Gu Jingshu fell for it completely, nodding immediately and leading Qi Lanshi out of the room.

As soon as they left, the discussion about Qi Lanshi inside grew even louder.

“What a cunning woman,” one woman sneered, her face twisted with jealousy. “She’s playing both CEO Luan and Miss Gu. A woman straddling two boats? She’s bound to capsize.”

The men’s remarks were even more crude and vulgar. “See? If a woman’s willing to spread her legs wide enough, she can always find a shortcut.”

“That little vixen looks insatiable. I wonder if CEO Luan can even satisfy her.”

The men exchanged knowing glances, their faces betraying unspoken intentions as they huddled together, sharing lewd jokes.

Qi Lanshi listened to these remarks without a flicker of emotion, calmly pressing the record button on her phone.

Gu Jingshu stood beside her, observing her reaction, and couldn’t help but cross her arms and study her intently.

She didn’t seem to be feigning composure; she genuinely didn’t care, or perhaps… she was simply used to it.

“Miss Gu looks surprised?” Qi Lanshi turned her head and smiled. “I’ve heard far worse insults, and right to my face. At least these people are considerate enough to CEO Luan’s reputation to only gossip behind my back.”

Qi Lanshi was indeed accustomed to it.

A beautiful orphan was naturally coveted. When she used her beauty to her advantage, she became, in some eyes, nothing more than a promiscuous whore.

With Qi Xiaodong, a man who couldn’t have her, stirring the pot behind the scenes, her reputation was bound to be in tatters.

The game had already toned things down considerably; some of the more extreme insults were automatically censored into beeps.

“Right, System,” Qi Lanshi suddenly realized. “Do the NPCs in the game hear the original insults, or just the beeps?”

If it was the latter, the effectiveness of her recording would be severely diminished.

Rest assured, Player. The game’s NPCs automatically interpret the beeps. In simple terms: the more beeps they hear, the more vulgar the insults sound to them.

Only then did Qi Lanshi feel completely relieved.

“What are you doing here?” Luan Hua’s voice suddenly cut through the air.

Qi Lanshi didn’t need to turn around to sense her displeasure.

“Watching the spectacle,” Qi Lanshi replied expressionlessly. “This place is truly lively, and the spectacle is quite entertaining.”

As soon as she spoke, the expressions of those who had been gossiping behind her back changed. The men closest to her even avoided making eye contact.

Gu Jingshu was clearly a professional gossip enthusiast, having chosen an exceptionally good spot. If Luan Hua hadn’t returned, the gossips likely wouldn’t have noticed them until the crowd dispersed.

Luan Hua’s gaze swept over the two women, her eyes darkening with each passing moment. She sneered, “Then tell me, what’s so entertaining?”

Having known Gu Jingshu since childhood, Luan Hua immediately recognized her interest in Qi Lanshi.

Perhaps it wasn’t a serious interest—Gu Jingshu would likely find new amusement in a few days—but Luan Hua was deeply displeased.

“Let’s not,” Qi Lanshi said, averting her gaze from Luan Hua’s face. Her eyes were filled with disdain, her voice dripping with rejection. “Don’t let a nobody like me cause a scene. How inappropriate.”

Luan Hua nearly laughed in exasperation.

After finishing her business, she went to find Qi Lanshi, wondering if Qi Lanshi might feel awkward being alone. But when she arrived, she found the “golden canary” she’d been worrying about standing casually with Gu Jingshu, looking perfectly at ease.

“Speak,” Luan Hua’s voice was cold and hard. “I want to see what kind of mess requires me to clean up.”

With those words, Qi Lanshi instantly felt reassured.

Gu Jingshu, noticing Qi Lanshi’s subtle expression, sensed something was amiss and quietly stepped back—she had a feeling that if she didn’t move now, bl00d might splatter on her later.

Qi Lanshi didn’t disappoint. Right in front of Luan Hua, she played the recording at full volume, loud enough for everyone to hear.

The venomous words—born of jealousy, malice, and vulgarity—rebounded like blades, bullets, and sewage, causing the faces of those who had gossiped behind her back to twist as if they were the ones who had been wronged.

Yet Qi Lanshi stood among them, the spotlight seeming to favor her alone. With her head held high, she resembled a white swan trapped in muddy waters, her dignity unblemished.

“CEO Luan, did you hear clearly?” she asked. “Should I play it again for you?”

Luan Hua’s expression was grim.

Before she could speak, someone else rushed to apologize.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gossiped behind people’s backs.”

The first to speak was the one who had said the least, merely echoing a few casual remarks. “I don’t dare ask for Miss Qi and CEO Luan’s forgiveness, but I beg for a chance to make amends.”

Qi Lanshi studied the young woman before her, raising an eyebrow.

This one was clearly the smartest of the NPCs. By apologizing to Qi Lanshi while taking responsibility for the others’ gossip, she ensured they would owe her a favor.

And all she had to do was shoulder a tiny bit of blame to curry favor with both sides.

After all, Qi Lanshi was just a trivial plaything.

With the first apology setting the tone, others followed suit. Even the two loudest instigators of the gossip slipped into the crowd of apologizers.

Qi Lanshi turned to Luan Hua. “Should I forgive them, or should we wait for CEO Luan to handle this?”

Her words made it sound as if she were utterly obedient to Luan Hua.

“Whatever you want,” Luan Hua replied.

“Alright, I accept Miss Qi’s apology,” Qi Lanshi said, taking the champagne offered by the first woman who had apologized. As the crowd breathed a collective sigh of relief, she added, “But I think we can skip the apologies from those two.”

The man and woman who had been the most vocal in their insults froze, their expressions hardening into ugly masks.

In their eyes, stooping to apologize to Qi Lanshi was already the height of humiliation. They never expected this woman to be so ungrateful, refusing to accept their olive branch.

The man turned to Luan Hua, “CEO Luan, what do you think about this?”

“CEO Luan already said it’s up to me. What’s the point of asking her?” Qi Lanshi smiled, casually picking up a bottle of red wine from a nearby table.

Only Gu Jingshu noticed Qi Lanshi’s subtle movement, her eyelid twitching involuntarily. This wine had been brought by Qi Lanshi herself—she had been preparing for this moment all along.

In the next instant, Qi Lanshi uncorked the wine and poured it over the woman’s head, all under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

As the woman trembled, a disembodied female voice echoed in her mind: “Rotting, stinking!” The sudden intrusion sent shivers down her spine, raising goosebumps across her skin.

“Ah!” The woman screamed, her eyes widening in disbelief.

“Qi Lanshi,” Luan Hua said, gripping her hand. “That’s enough.”

Forcibly interrupted, Qi Lanshi twisted her head around and sneered. “Didn’t you say you’d let me do as I please? Now you’re stopping me?”

Luan Hua moved her lips to explain, but Qi Lanshi cut her off with words as sharp as knives:

“No wonder your beloved doesn’t want you, Luan Hua. What good are you?”

The moment these words left her mouth, everyone in the room gasped. The woman who had been doused with wine even forgot to scream.

Is this woman insane?!

Luan Hua couldn’t believe what she had just heard. She clenched her teeth, each word forced out between them: “Qi Lanshi!”

Seizing the moment of Luan Hua’s shock, Qi Lanshi didn’t hesitate. She swung the wine bottle backhand and smashed it over the head of the man who had made the lewd remark!

With a smash, the bottle shattered, sending wine and bl00d flying. The chaos in the room reached its peak.

Gu Jingshu, who had been silently observing the spectacle from the sidelines, thought:

Damn it, the bl00d still splattered on me. How annoying.

Frustrated, she wiped the stains from her dress and scanned the crowd for Qi Lanshi, vowing to make the greedy woman remember she owed her a dress next time.

But the moment she saw Qi Lanshi, all such thoughts vanished.

A torrent of red wine had splattered across Qi Lanshi’s little black dress, staining it crimson and smearing her face. She tossed the bottle aside and wiped her face with the back of her hand, only making the mess worse.

The contrast of red stains against her pale skin and dark hair made her beauty even more striking—a fragile, desperate kind of beauty.

Luan Hua watched her, her expression shifting several times before she finally asked softly, “Are you insane?”

“Perhaps,” Qi Lanshi said, shaking off her hand. “My life lost all meaning the moment you chose me. What difference does it make whether I’m sane or not?”

She turned and walked slowly away, weaving through the noisy crowd, her back slender and resolute.

For the first time, Luan Hua felt a pang of panic.

She had the sudden, unsettling feeling that Qi Lanshi would keep walking forward, never looking back.

Instinctively, she wanted to chase after her, but the man Qi Lanshi had smashed the bottle over was still groaning in pain, and Luan Hua needed to clean up the mess.

“Enough already, stop yelling,” Luan Hua said, and the crowd parted to make way for her.

The man was still clutching his head, bl00d seeping through his fingers. He looked up at Luan Hua through the crimson haze, his face pale. “CEO Luan, I…”

“Shush,” Luan Hua cut him off, her patience worn thin. “A broken head is just a superficial wound. It’ll heal. Consider yourself lucky I didn’t cut off your tongue.”

The man’s already pale face turned even whiter.

Luan Hua removed a pair of cufflinks and tossed them onto the man. “Medical expenses. Keep the change.”

With that, she turned and left, no one daring to stop her.

As soon as she was out of sight, Luan Hua started calling Qi Lanshi. After several unanswered calls, she couldn’t help but curse under her breath.

That ungrateful woman! Daring to call me useless!

Qi Lanshi had stormed in, throwing wine and smashing heads, leaving Luan Hua no chance to intervene.

She did this on purpose.

This was likely a plot point for the CEO to shine. The player gets humiliated, then the CEO descends from the heavens to rescue her, showing off his power and earning affection points. This moment marks the player’s initial secret admiration, setting the stage for future angst and heartbreak.

Qi Lanshi had no intention of letting the plot unfold so smoothly. Her defining trait was rebellion.

She wanted to stir up trouble, make a mess, and create a complete disaster. She craved attention, but ultimately, Luan Hua would always clean up after her.

“It’s inevitable,” Qi Lanshi mused. “Our relationship is fundamentally unequal. I’m naturally in a subordinate position, so I have to make her invest more, care more deeply, increase her sunk costs, and make her unable to leave me.”

Sitting on the rooftop edge, Qi Lanshi let the cold wind whip through her long, dark hair. The small crown she’d been wearing lay discarded beside her. Her smooth legs swung back and forth, her voice and smile gentle, but her words carried a chilling edge: “I’m the one playing the game here. I’m the one in control. It can only be me.”

In the game’s lore, the player was merely Luan Hua’s trinket, her gilded cage.

But in reality, Luan Hua, the NPC, was just a diversion for Qi Lanshi, a way to pass the time.

System: …

The wait on the rooftop grew unbearably dull, and the System remained unresponsive. Qi Lanshi muttered, “Are you mute or something?” Then she remembered she hadn’t drawn any cards yet and casually opened the gacha interface.

“Your free gacha pool doesn’t use real-world time, but in-game time?” Qi Lanshi was genuinely surprised. “That’s incredibly generous!”

She already had enough for a ten-pull.

Adopting the “might as well” mentality, she tapped the ten-pull button. After a brief spinning animation, the screen revealed a sea of green light and a single purple glow.

The System finally chimed in to explain:  Green light indicates a three-star card, purple a four-star, and golden light a five-star gold card.

After a moment of silence, Qi Lanshi asked, “Don’t you think… for a romance game, having the most common card pool be green light is incredibly rude?”

“Qi Lanshi!”

Before the System could respond, Luan Hua’s voice cut through the air.

Qi Lanshi, who had only been pretending to be upset, was startled by the sudden shout. Her body jerked, making her look even more like she was about to do something drastic.

Clutching the railing tightly, she turned her head. In the darkness, Luan Hua’s face was deathly pale, clearly terrified.

“I’ve resolved everything! Come down first, and we can talk!”

“Really?” Qi Lanshi tilted her head, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “I don’t believe you.”