Not Again! Crushing on the Villainess Is a Bad Idea! - Chapter 1
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Yun Que Ling Residence was located in the Fourth Ring Road, inconvenient for transportation yet priced like a luxury property in the First Ring. Despite this, long-term renters and buyers kept coming, making the developers filthy rich and sparking envy.
The reason was simple—its proximity to Jing University.
Specifically, the Jing University Art School.
Among art students, rich second-generation heirs, especially the eccentric ones, were practically a specialty.
For this crowd, living at Yun Que Ling Residence meant no need to compromise with roommates, no rush for 8 AM classes, daytime parties, and peaceful nights—sheer comfort.
Jiang Yao had enjoyed this comfort for a year and a half, but unfortunately, her good days were about to end.
At 2 AM, the few lit windows in the complex either belonged to raucous parties or students grinding on graduation projects. Only Jiang Yao was hustling for next month’s rent.
“Gifts aren’t refundable. Can’t you see the giant sign that says, ‘No refunds for trash-talking on mic’? If your eyes don’t work, donate them.”
“Anyone else want a paid consultation? If not, I’m logging off.” The woman’s irritated voice carried a barely noticeable rasp.
Jiang Yao’s frustration was justified. So far, only one girl had asked about outfit advice, while everyone else who sent gifts for a mic session just wanted to flirt or argue.
Most streamers ignored such low-effort trolls, but Jiang Yao was notorious for her short fuse. Every creep who crossed her left roasted to a crisp, their entire family struck with acute rhinitis—memories so traumatic they’d rise from the dead. Money well spent.
Just as a heated argument wrapped up, the chat was split between calling her a gold-digging shrew and egging others on to take the mic.
Jiang Yao propped her chin on her hand, skimming the rapidly scrolling comments. Seeing no serious inquiries, she prepared to log off and rest.
Just as her cursor hovered over the exit button, golden fireworks exploded across the screen. The chat abruptly shifted tone, flooded with exclamations like “Holy sh1t, pick up!” “How is Bitey this lucky?” and “It’s actually my Baobao Maomao!”—dizzying Jiang Yao with the noise.
The ID requesting the mic session was “Little Scholar and Big Young Master,” a viral influencer couple Jiang Yao had unfortunately stumbled upon before. Their schtick was the classic web novel trope: “A cold, arrogant rich boy with red-rimmed eyes reforms for a hardworking scholar girl, giving her his all.” Corny, but the internet loved it.
Dazed by the relentless fireworks, Jiang Yao accepted what might be her doom.
After a brief lag, “Little Scholar’s” round, bright almond eyes appeared on Jiang Yao’s stream. The girl’s soft features, porcelain skin tinged with healthy pink, resembled agate freshly pulled from Namtso Lake—radiating effortless serenity. Unconsciously, Jiang Yao softened her tone.
“Hello, what can I help you with?”
LMAO Bitey, what’s with the voice??
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Where am I? Is this still Bitey’s torture chamber?
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Stop faking sweetness, Bitey, she’s taken!
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Pfft, another ‘feminist’ act to simp for sugar daddies…
Amid the chaotic chat, Jiang Yao ignored the noise and briefly outlined her services.
“Little Scholar” pressed her lips together, her voice sugary. “Hi, Bitey! I bought some clothes and accessories but don’t know how to style them. Could you take a look?”
Jiang Yao politely agreed. With a sweet smile, “Little Scholar” turned to fetch her clothes, giving Jiang Yao a clear view of her current outfit.
The cotton Peter Pan collar white blouse paired with a light blue knee-length denim skirt, topped with a cute bun hairstyle and delicate pearl earrings, created a stark contrast with the sexy, edgy outfit in her hands.
“Little Scholar” placed the accessories in front of the camera before showcasing the clothes one by one. The barrage of comments, which had just begun to settle, immediately erupted again.
Wow wow wow, our girl is finally going for the hot babe look!
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I bet ten bucks that after this makeover, Young Master Shen will be seeing red again LOL you know what I mean!
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This collaboration has me in tears! Bite-the-Teacher might have a sharp tongue, but her fashion sense is absolutely killer! Can’t wait to see the final result!
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Go full hot babe! I’m so tired of that youthful aesthetic!
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Exactly! The youthful aesthetic is just another tool for men to control women. I never understood why an intellectual like Little Scholar dressed so male-gazey. Today, she’s finally awakened—thank heavens!
Show some skin! Be sexy! Who cares about that damn patriarchal chastity!
Jiang Yao focused on the clothes in “Little Scholar’s” hands, ignoring the chaotic comments. After a moment’s thought, she instructed “Little Scholar” to change into a V-neck halter-style French dress.
“Little Scholar” smiled sheepishly. “Wouldn’t changing back and forth take up too much of your time? Maybe we can just hold it up for comparison?”
Jiang Yao fixed her gaze on that innocent, flawless face, her previously sweet tone now laced with an unyielding edge. “Change into it. Only then can we see the effect.”
“If you don’t like this one, we can try another—”
“Oh, no, Teacher, it’s not that I don’t like it. I’ll go change.”
“Little Scholar” tugged at the corners of her lips and headed to the dressing room as if marching to her doom. She returned to the camera with her hair down, the barrage of comments growing even more raucous.
The once composed and confident girl now stood with her hands clasped tightly over her chest, her movements stiff, her bare face filled with unease—like a child caught wearing adult clothes.
Jiang Yao glanced at her, abandoning her thoughts on earring pairings, and said coldly, “If you don’t like this dress, why did you lie earlier?”
“Little Scholar” froze, her hands tightening further. “I didn’t dislike it… This dress is beautiful. I like it.”
Jiang Yao had no patience for hesitation. “Do you realize how obvious your lies are? You didn’t look like you liked it when you showed me those clothes earlier, and now you look like you’ve just been through hell. What’s the point?”
Why is the host being so aggressive? She’s acting crazy.
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Can’t you see she’s wearing sunglasses and a mask? Probably some ugly hag jealous of our girl’s beauty.
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The livestream’s been forwarded to Young Master Shen. Bully his woman, and this host can kiss her account goodbye!
Ignore this shrew, Little Scholar! She’s just jealous you have such a handsome, wealthy boyfriend. You look amazing in that dress! Don’t be shy—if you’re beautiful, flaunt it!
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To be fair, the host isn’t wrong. Little Scholar does seem uncomfortable with this style.
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LOL, look at the white knights rushing to defend her.
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I used to think the host was just blunt, but now… yeah, she reeks of bitchiness.
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Block her, Little Scholar! I’ve seen her type before—she’ll tell you to cover up like a Qing Dynasty mummy while she secretly tries to seduce your man!
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Don’t be fooled, Little Scholar! Young Master Shen definitely prefers you the way you are now!
What a bunch of idiots!
“Female competition my ass! Stop reading those disgusting harem novels! If you love female competition so much, why don’t you apply for a Guinness World Record? They could create a ‘Best Example of Human Self-PUA’ award just for you, enshrining your ‘magnificent feat’ of treating women as enemies for the whole world to admire!”
After firing back at these comments, Jiang Yao’s tone turned impatient when addressing “Little Talent Scout.” “Be honest with me—did your boyfriend force you to change your style?”
The girl flushed red and shook her head repeatedly. “Teacher, you’ve got it wrong. I wanted to change my style myself. At my age, I really shouldn’t be dressing so childishly…”
“It’s not that I dislike that dress, I’m just not used to it yet. If it weren’t for my boyfriend encouraging me… I can’t keep wearing such juvenile clothes forever… Teacher, I’ll overcome this…”
“I really want to change for once…”
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Listening to her incoherent explanations and seeing the barrage of ridiculous comments praising her as some “adorable airhead,” Jiang Yao rolled her eyes so hard behind her sunglasses they nearly disappeared into the back of her skull.
“Clothes are for yourself to wear. What matters most is that you like them—why care what others say? Who called you childish? Just consider them idiots, okay?”
“There was absolutely nothing wrong with your previous outfits! Just because society’s more open now doesn’t mean dressing modestly is outdated. You ranked third in the provincial college entrance exams—wake up already!”
“I’ve refunded your gift through the backend. If you insist on stubbornly wearing clothes you dislike, my only advice is: you’d be better off dumping him, quitting social media, and staying away from idiots.”
Holy sh1t, this is the first time I’ve seen someone try to break up the internet’s sweetest couple. Does she have a death wish?
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Ugly jealous b1tch! If you’re so high and mighty why don’t you cover up like a mummy? Dressing so provocatively is just to seduce men!
Playing both sides! Disgusting!
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Let’s all report her, babies! How dare this kind of person make money online—there’s no justice left!
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She did issue a refund though, no need to be so harsh. I think the streamer made some good points.
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The refund just proves she’s scared of offending the boyfriend. At the end of the day, she’s still pandering to men.
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Anyone defending her can go jump in a toilet.
OMG OMG, someone doxxed this jealous hag. Search for the department beauty from Peking University’s art school.
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SHE’S the department beauty? What, did their entire art department consist of villains to elect her?
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Found it—pics don’t lie. Her classmates exposed her. She’s seriously unlikeable, always looking down her nose at people. Used to exploit classmates to do her lab work in the pharmacy department. No way she transferred majors without sleeping with professors.
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Some gold-digging social climber with princess syndrome but no princess pedigree. Claims school cafeteria food makes her sick, only eats Â¥1200 meals from private chefs. Too good for dorms, lives in Â¥120k/sq.m luxury apartments. Thought she was loaded? Turns out no wealthy Beijing circles even know her—definitely some rich man’s mistress!
Calling her a mistress is too much… no evidence. Some people really have too much hatred toward women.
But she really does love meddling in relationships. She once seduced a junior’s boyfriend… disgusting. Though that girl was trash too—they deserve each other.
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Unbelievable! Already leeching off some sugar daddy but still scamming us commoners online! Why doesn’t heaven strike her down with lightning!
Maybe the legitimate wife will beat her up, hahaha!
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So funny, it must be like that!
The comments were filled with insults, and for the first time, Jiang Yao’s livestream room soared to the top of the overall rankings.
“Little Explorer” was flustered and kept apologizing, but the more she defended Jiang Yao, the more the netizens who followed suit wanted to solidify the narrative that Jiang Yao was a bully.
Before long, that Young Master Shen also caught wind of it and threatened to go to Jing University to deal with Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao looked at the rapidly scrolling insults and suddenly chuckled softly.
She knew her reputation wasn’t great, which was why she wore a mask and sunglasses during the livestream. Now that her background had been thoroughly exposed, she simply took off the suffocating items from her face, revealing a pair of peach blossom eyes glinting with coldness.
Amid the insults, there were vaguely more comments calling her “wife.”
Jiang Yao sneered inwardly, her attack power undiminished as she began her broadcast: “I’m ugly? This face of mine could grace the cover of a fashion magazine even without makeup. What about you? Even with a ten-level beauty filter, you look like you’ve been ruined by Photoshop! What right do you have to comment on my looks? And those who insult me for being with rich men, with your limited vision, how can you even hope to understand someone else’s life? I spend my own money, live in my own place, what does it have to do with you bunch of maggots? Interfering in other people’s relationships? You should look in the mirror and see your own ugly face that can’t stand others doing well! Truly filthy hearts and filthy mouths! Spreading rumors with your mouths, running to clarify with your legs! Sorry, my legs are long, and I run much faster than you stinky rats spreading rumors! Just wait until the court summons arrives in your hands, and see what your father will…”
Just as she was getting into it, the livestream page lagged a few times, and a pop-up flashing red appeared.
Dear Bite Wash You, due to your behavior in the livestream room violating platform regulations, your livestream has been temporarily banned.
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End of work!
Jiang Yao pouted, stood up, and took her slightly heated phone off the stand, noticing several intercepted calls from her grandmother in the background.
In the past, she wouldn’t have bothered to respond, but after today’s incident, she should at least give her family some reassurance.
Turning off the overhead light in the livestream room, Jiang Yao held her phone and went to the cloakroom to change clothes. It was the first time this year she called her grandmother back.
As soon as the call connected, Feng Lin’s anxious voice rushed into Jiang Yao’s ears: “Yao Yao! Hurry home, you must be scared after being wronged like this. I’ve had the trending topic removed, don’t stay out alone anymore, Grandma is worried!”
Jiang Yao chuckled coldly: “Grandma, do you think I want to live in this rundown rental? You were the one who said that if I dared to change my major, I shouldn’t come home and shouldn’t expect a penny from the family.”
Feng Lin: “Grandma is just doing this for your own good. You were doing so well studying pharmacy, why did you switch to fashion design? How will you take over the family business in the future? Oh! You’ve never been easy to manage since you were little. Whenever I mention the family business, you dodge and hide. The title of Jiang family’s young lady has been cheapened by your mother’s stepdaughter! How can I let the fortune that your grandmother and I worked so hard to save go to someone else…”
“It’s not about letting others take advantage. Our family could just transition into the fashion industry,” Jiang Yao interrupted. “And I’m not just angry about you changing my college application and blocking my major transfer. Today’s online bullying stems from your blind matchmaking with that spoiled heir of the Xiao family. With all your connections, how could you not know she was already dating my junior? Now the whole internet is calling me a homewrecker. Happy now?”
Feng Lin choked momentarily before muttering, “Dating and marriage are two different things. Don’t all wealthy people keep their options open? I still think highly of that Xiao girl—she’s completely free of the male genetic line for two generations, just like you. You two would be perfect together. You should really give her a chance…”
Jiang Yao nearly hyperventilated: “Grandma, you’re toxic! Since we’re already lesbians, can we drop this pureblood lesbian nonsense? Maybe our pharmaceutical company should stop researching cosmetics and develop some male-killing drugs instead. Then the whole world would have dual-ovum genetics and we’d all be perfect matches. I can wait.”
Outargued by her granddaughter, Feng Lin awkwardly changed the subject: “Let’s not dwell on unpleasant matters. Yao Yao, tomorrow all major pharmaceutical companies are holding a joint charity fundraiser. You—”
Jiang Yao cut in sarcastically: “How dare I attend any fundraiser? Your assistant’s idiot son wants to teach me a lesson. I’m terrified.”
With that, Jiang Yao decisively hung up, a triumphant smirk playing on her lips.
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