My Villain Is Super Sweet (GL) - CHAPTER 9

Lin Lang’s mood was complicated, and a hundred thoughts were swirling in her mind.

In a moment, it’s “Fortunately, we collected all the money.”

In a moment, it will be “My integrity has fallen apart!”

In a moment, it will be “Damn it, you broke the rules, how are you going to get by in the future?”

There were even similar thoughts that intruded, “Ah, is she going to turn evil?!”

Until Ruan Qingci said softly, “Lin Lang, what do you think about me changing my surname to my mother’s later on?”

Lin Lang: ……

Is this question directed at me?

Isn’t it something you can change if you want to?

Your mom supports you!

As for your dad, it’s better not to mention him!

Although there is no evidence that he directly intervened, he has expressed admiration for He Jikai on different occasions, praising him for being young and accomplished. Privately, he even remarked
to his trusted subordinates that his future son-in-law must meet He Jikai’s standards.

He Jikai has been constantly flattering and currying favor with Ruan Qingci, and many people know about it. In this situation, what does it mean when he casually expresses his appreciation for He
Jikai? Why would he mention the standards for a son-in-law to his trusted subordinate?

You want to say that he was purely admiring and praising the young junior, and not trying to set up a relationship between his daughter and He Jikai, just ask the old foxes in the business world if
they agree with this?

She dryly said, “Once you turn eighteen, you can independently apply to change your surname and name.”

Friend, you are a mature adult now; you can decide whose surname to take on your own without needing to ask for others’ opinions.

Impressive, isn’t it? Your father, in a fit of anger and shame, scolded you for being unfilial and deprived you of your rights to his property.

But the problem is whether he’s angry or not, whether he deprives you or not, he never intended for you to inherit it!

He just wants to marry you off to the He family, hand over the family assets to his illegitimate child, and use you to milk the He family for his son’s fortune!

Why bother with someone who only wants to take advantage without giving anything in return?

Ruan Qingci seemed to understand the overly expressive look on her face and chuckled softly. He reached out, hugged her, and buried his face in her shoulder: “Hmm, I think Gu Qingci sounds much
better than Ruan Qingci.”

Lin Lang hugged her generously, even gently patting her a few times through the blanket, and calmly said, “As long as you like it.”

My heart is screaming like a groundhog!

Here she comes, here she comes!

Niuhulu.Gu Qingci is about to be online!

Ah, sorry, it should be Niuhulu·Ruan Qingci, coming soon! After all, the name Gu Qingci represents the ultimate villain! It can be greater than or equal to Niuhulu·Ruan Qingci.

After witnessing history, Lin Lang was tired.

After deciding to change history, Ruan Qingci was also exhausted.

The two of them didn’t mind each other and leaned against each other, falling into a drowsy sleep.

After New Year’s Day and before the Lunar New Year, in many companies, the middle and lower-level employees have already started slacking off, looking forward to the holiday, but the higher-ups are
not so lucky.

Various banquets and gatherings have begun.

Lin Lang followed Gu Minglan and participated in quite a few similar activities.

In these events, the excitement is all for the bosses. Everyone exchanges pleasantries, seemingly humble but showing off a bit, flattering those they want to impress, and subtly dissing their
rivals.

Assistants like Lin Lang are all experts at knowing when to stay in the background and when to step forward.

Gu Minglan had just reached a cooperation intention with a CEO after some small talk and had a moment to spare. He was about to turn back to speak with Lin Lang when a man in his thirties, of medium build, approached with a smile.

“Mr. Gu, long time no see. It seems you’ve been doing well lately, riding high on the spring breeze. No wonder you look even more impressive than before.”

Gu Minglan’s expression changed in an instant, going from a warm spring breeze to a biting winter chill.

Lin Lang was somewhat surprised. So, this is an enemy? Otherwise, it sounded like all good things, yet as soon as President Gu heard it, his face darkened.

Her doubts were quickly resolved.

“Oh, it’s little Manager He. Where is Director He and Manager He? Why haven’t I seen them?” Gu Minglan said indifferently, poking at the heart: “Do they really trust you to come here alone?”

As soon as the title “Little President He” was mentioned, Lin Lang knew who it was, and his eyes lit up slightly.

He Dong’s youngest son, He Zong’s youngest brother, the male protagonist He Jikai’s youngest uncle, He Zhiyuan.

In her dream, this person was a background character who could breathe, completely suppressed by his older brother, unable to compete with his nephew He Jikai, and eventually left Ruihe to start his
own path.

But even a weakling has its uses, and most importantly, he’s a member of the He family! An insider!

Fortresses are always breached from within. It doesn’t matter if they aren’t she can’t figure out why the He family has been fixated on her, and she doesn’t know where to start investigating. But
what if the He family members were to investigate? Wouldn’t that be killing two birds with one stone?

Lin Lang’s mind was racing with calculations, and she discreetly observed He Zhiyuan out of the corner of her eye.

Gu Minglan’s words are no different from pointing at He Zong’s nose and saying he is a weaned child, telling him to go back to his mother’s arms and drink milk.

Xiao He couldn’t maintain the smile on his face for long, and after a while, he finally managed to compose himself: “Isn’t this just to train me, wanting me to be able to handle things on my own sooner?”

Gu Minglan’s expression was indifferent, and he said perfunctorily, “Then you better work hard.”

Clearly, she isn’t much older than Mr. He, but her good foundation and emphasis on maintenance, combined with the unique vigor of someone who has built a large enterprise from scratch, give her an indescribable youthful spirit.

As for Mr. He, he has decent innate conditions, but you know, men always have this mysterious confidence, thinking that even if they are rough around the edges, they will always be young, handsome, and increasingly charming.

As a result, now that the two of them are standing together, it’s hard to tell whether they are siblings or not. To make matters worse, Gu Minglan even encourages Xiao He in an elder’s tone, which makes him feel even more frustrated.

But there’s something even more maddening for him.

After Gu Minglan finished confronting him, she turned around and became gentle as a breeze, softly saying to the person who had been following her, “Lin Lang, let’s go over there.”

Lin Lang naturally switched to follow mode, following her boss wherever he went.

As soon as he heard the familiar name “Lin Lang,” Xiao He couldn’t help but take a few more glances. Oh, isn’t this the girl who broke his eldest nephew’s leg? She became Gu Minglan’s assistant!

He didn’t dare to vent his anger on Gu Minglan, just making a few sarcastic remarks was enough. If it really came to a fight, neither his dad nor his older brother would let him off the hook.

Standing next to Gu Minglan, Lin Lang became the person he felt he could easily manipulate.

“Oh, isn’t this the one who broke my nephew’s leg while being a hero, what’s your name again, Lin Lang, right?” He pretended to sigh dramatically, “What kind of nonsense is this? My nephew was just
trying to help, and he got beaten up for supposedly having ulterior motives. But you, you have it all figured out. Just beat someone up, and you get to be taken under President Gu’s wing and
nurtured. Your future is limitless.”

He babbled on, implying that Lin Lang was scheming and that she might have orchestrated that night to take advantage of the situation.

He doesn’t hold back his words, and Lin Lang isn’t someone to be trifled with either. As soon as she heard He Zhiyuan’s wise remarks, she knew this guy had no idea about his brother President He’s
plans.

Isn’t this interesting?

She scratched her ear: “Isn’t this Mr. He? I don’t know if people with the surname He are a bit special, or if you use the same language system as us. Normal people know that when someone tells you to let go, you shouldn’t be pulling and tugging. When someone tells you to get lost, it’s best to get lost quickly.”

“You people with the surname He must have studied the language of domineering CEOs. Only with such a language system can you not understand human speech, relying solely on your own imagination, and
take others’ rejections as flirting!”

As the youngest son of Mr. He, he was born into a fortunate time. From the moment he could remember, his family’s conditions were far better than those of ordinary families, and they kept getting better, like sesame seeds sprouting higher and higher. Since childhood, he had always been pampered and spoiled by others, so he had never been confronted like this before and immediately lost his
composure! His face turned ashen, veins bulging, and all semblance of grace vanished. He angrily said

Lin Lang laughed, “According to your He family’s domineering CEO language system, what you mean is, if you can talk, then talk more. So, I’ll talk more.”

People who are close by can hear it clearly; they must make a special effort to hold back their laughter.

“Damn it!” Xiao He was about to go crazy, unconsciously stepping forward, making him look like he was about to explode and start hitting someone at any moment.

The people around them immediately cast their eyes over quietly.

If they are human, whether they are a domineering CEO or a worker, everyone loves to join in the fun!

Lin Lang leisurely rolled up the sleeves of his suit: “Want to fight?”

Prime Minister Xiao He regained his composure in an instant.

Thinking of the tragic state of He Jikai’s eldest nephew, he couldn’t help but take two steps back.

Alright, anyone can see his fear.

Xiao He forcefully defended himself: “I would never stoop so low as to hit a woman.”

Lin Lang is a top scholar in the He family’s domineering language system. She said slowly and calmly, “It’s when you need to put on a show that you don’t fight, and when you can’t win, you don’t fight, right?”

Ahhhhh! Why does he think Lin Lang is an easy target and come to vent his anger on her?!

Xiao He was both angry and anxious, regretting it. It was the middle of winter, and he was already starting to sweat on his forehead.

“Are you angry, feeling wronged?” Lin Lang asked very considerately, as if he genuinely cared about him: “I just used the He family’s domineering language system, why are you so upset?”

“I still remember, your elder brother, Mr. He, came to me one day and said that he had made a pact with my uncle back then to marry our children to each other in the future.”

More and more people were gathering around, and upon hearing this, the well-informed person’s eyes immediately took on a profound meaning.

It seems that the eldest grandson of the He family indeed used some means; otherwise, why would the He family go to such great lengths, even offering the position of a granddaughter-in-law? Isn’t it
just to entice and coerce Lin Lang into changing his statement?

Lin Lang had been quietly observing He Zhiyuan, clearly seeing the astonishment in his eyes.

“I told him at the time, don’t be so serious, the Qing Dynasty has long fallen, and the times have changed. He was so deeply in love with my uncle, why not just be together? That way, you’d even get
a big son for free!”

The people present were all stunned and felt a deep respect for Lin Lang.

Whoa! Whoa! This is so explosive! This warrior really dares to think and speak out!

Lin Lang looked quite regretful: “What a pity, he didn’t listen to me, and I didn’t listen to him either.”

She clapped her hands and said, “Look, isn’t this fate? Not only do we use the same language system, but our reaction systems are the same too!”

Someone couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

The language system and response system of that damn god are the same; it’s just “I won’t listen, I won’t listen, I won’t listen!”