The Abused Villain is Always Obsessed with Me - Chapter 31

Around the corner was another door, locked from the inside, accessible only to event staff and sponsors attending the ceremony.

Assuming no one was there, the group confidently began to criticize.

Just then, the door that should have been closed swung open, and the newcomer stood directly behind them.

His raven-black hair had a cool, matte sheen, the ends neatly trimmed. His eyes were as deep as black jade, and he wore a custom-tailored light gray suit. Tall and lean, his slender wrist bore an expensive watch.

The gaze from his slightly upturned, peach-blossom eyes swept over them with bone-chilling coldness. A single glance froze the others in place, paralyzed with fear.

“P-President Lu…”

The man who had been sitting next to Feng Hechi trembled, his eyes fixed on the newcomer in terror. He stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence.

The man stared back, his expression icy and his gaze sharp. “You were the loudest just now, weren’t you?”

“I, I…”

He tilted his chin slightly, casting a condescending glance at the terrified man. “Tell me,” he demanded, “what’s wrong with my judgment?”

“I’m sorry, President Lu! I’ll never dare to do it again!”

The man frantically bowed, and the others quickly followed suit, apologizing profusely.

“Hmph.”

He scoffed. “You should be apologizing to more than just me.”

Only then did the group notice Feng Hechi leaning against the wall. They stumbled over to him. “I’m sorry, Brother Feng! We were wrong! We’ll never do it again! Please, don’t hold it against us!”

Feng Hechi frowned, his gaze sweeping over their panicked faces without lingering. His eyes settled on the man slowly approaching him.

“Lu Cang.”

Peach blossom eyes tinged with pink at the corners, thick, long lashes, and thin lips pressed together.

He was exactly the same as Lu Cang from their previous world.

No, it was more accurate to say this was what Lu Cang would look like grown up.

The moment Lu Cang heard Feng Hechi call his name, his previously cold and intimidating gaze softened instantly. A gentle smile curved his lips, and his voice turned warm.

“Achi.”

Beep—Target acquired.

Lu Cang, 25 years old, Beta, CEO of Hua Yue Group, the largest entertainment conglomerate. In a relationship with you.

Mission 1: Investigate the truth about Lu Cang.

Mission 2: After completing Mission 1, find a suitable opportunity to successfully break up with Lu Cang.

The System’s notification chimed in Feng Hechi’s ear.

Feng Hechi stared expressionlessly at Lu Cang, who had approached him.

Noticing his cold demeanor, Lu Cang paused slightly, a flicker of unease crossing his eyes. He stepped forward and grasped Feng Hechi’s hand.

“Achi, what’s wrong? Are you upset?”

Lu Cang lowered his gaze, his eyelashes trembling slightly, his lips pressed into a thin line, conveying deep self-reproach.

Then, he leaned in closer, whispering in a voice only they could hear, “I’m sorry. The judges were particularly stubborn this time, refusing to budge. It’s all my fault you didn’t win the award.”

He tilted his head slightly to look up at Feng Hechi, who stood half a head taller. His peach blossom eyes glistened under the lights, his voice soft and tinged with pleading.

“Don’t be mad at me, okay?”

Feng Hechi stared at him, his throat feeling as if it were blocked, unable to find the words to respond.

After a long moment, he lowered his gaze and gently withdrew his hand from Lu Cang’s grasp.

Noticing Lu Cang’s slightly disappointed expression, he glanced at the group of men standing stiffly beside them.

“There are still people here.”

Lu Cang paused, then his eyes curved into a bright smile. “Okay, I’ll listen to you.”

He turned to the group, his gaze hardening with a chilling edge.

“If you dare breathe a word of what you saw today, you know the consequences.”

“We’ll never say a word, President Lu!”

“You can rest assured, we saw nothing!”

“We’ll never gossip about Brother Feng behind his back again, we swear!”

The men pleaded frantically, their faces contorted with terror. Lu Cang didn’t reply, instead turning to Feng Hechi.

Feng Hechi frowned, met Lu Cang’s gaze, then said coolly to the group, “Don’t let me see you again.”

“Yes, Brother Feng! We’re leaving right now!”

The men scurried away as if granted a pardon, terrified that even a second’s delay would subject them to a repeat of the earlier ordeal.

Lu Cang turned to Feng Hechi with a smile. “Just letting them go like that?”

Feng Hechi leaned against the wall, glancing in their direction. “Just gossiping behind our backs. It’s normal. They won’t dare do it again.”

Lu Cang’s eyes overflowed with tenderness as he curled his lips into a smile. “Achi, you’re so kind.”

It’s just that I don’t want to waste my time on them, Feng Hechi thought, but before he could voice the thought, another man in a black suit emerged from the door they had just exited. He stopped beside Lu Cang and handed him the guest list.

Lu Cang’s gaze remained fixed on Feng Hechi as he accepted the list from the man. “Still,” he said with a smile, “I won’t let anyone who speaks ill of you get away with it.”

Feng Hechi froze for a moment, but then saw Lu Cang lower his gaze to the list, his fingertip tapping a few names.

“Starting tomorrow, I don’t want to see these people in any advertisements, endorsements, or any public-facing media like film or television.”

“And if they dare to post any more slander against Achi online, you know how to handle it.”

His tone was casual, almost dismissive.

“Understood, President Lu.”

The man took the list, nodded, and turned back into the venue.

Feng Hechi’s brow furrowed slightly as he looked at Lu Cang.

Lu Cang was still smiling warmly, showing no trace of the fact that he had just ruined several people’s careers with a few casual words.

“You…”

Feng Hechi stared at Lu Cang for a few seconds, but ultimately didn’t finish his sentence.

“Let’s go, Achi. I’ll take you home.”

Lu Cang smiled, stepped forward, and took Feng Hechi’s hand.

This is an ABO world, where genders are divided into Alpha, Beta, and Omega.

You are an Alpha. You met your target at a banquet a year ago and began dating two months later. Leveraging your target’s power and wealth, you were propelled to the status of a first-tier celebrity.

As the System narrated the world’s background in his ear, Feng Hechi sat in the back seat, observing the street scenes flashing past the window.

“System, why do this Lu Cang and the Lu Cang from the previous world share the same appearance and name?”

Their personalities were quite different, though.

Host, the mission world is composed of many parallel universes. Individuals with strong connections across these universes tend to attract each other.

The System’s response was decisive.

Feng Hechi’s gaze flickered slightly.

So this world was a parallel universe to the previous one.

As a parallel to the close connection he and Lu Cang had shared in the previous world, this world’s Lu Cang also held a significant relationship with him.

“Achi?”

Seeing Feng Hechi’s silence, Lu Cang called out worriedly, his eyes fixed intently on him.

In truth, from the moment he laid eyes on Feng Hechi, his eyes could no longer see anyone else.

“What is it?”

Feng Hechi glanced back at him, Lu Cang’s brow furrowed with concern.

“Still not happy?”

He was referring to the award ceremony.

Given the original owner’s acting skills, winning an award would have been utterly absurd. Judging by Lu Cang’s earlier words, even getting nominated was likely due to him pulling strings.

Feng Hechi shook his head slightly. “No.”

“Then why…”

Feng Hechi’s gaze slowly lowered, settling on their clasped hands.

By now, the venue was deserted. Lu Cang had led him through a rear exit straight to the parking lot, avoiding any paparazzi along the way.

The man in black drove, with Lu Cang and Feng Hechi in the back seat. Even now, Lu Cang still held Feng Hechi’s hand tightly.

Isn’t this a bit much?

Since his mother’s death, Feng Hechi hadn’t held anyone’s hand in years.

The slightly cool palm gripped his own tightly, as if afraid he might pull away. Feng Hechi’s gaze drifted over Lu Cang, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

He wasn’t accustomed to such intimate physical contact.

The palm holding his felt slightly warm, making him feel vaguely uncomfortable.

But for the original owner of this body, such behavior was likely commonplace.

The original owner had always played the role of a considerate and attentive boyfriend to Lu Cang, but only in terms of physical intimacy.

With his handsome face and this approach, he had managed to win Lu Cang over completely.

Feng Hechi lowered his gaze and said softly, “You’ve been holding my hand for a while now. It’s starting to feel a bit uncomfortable.”

Lu Cang froze for a moment.

He lowered his head and gently released Feng Hechi’s hand.

Warm Reminder: To ensure the completion of future missions in this world, your behavior toward the target must not deviate excessively from the original owner’s style.

The System’s notification suddenly chimed.

Staring at Lu Cang’s lowered, trembling eyelashes, Feng Hechi considered his words and added, “I’m just a bit tired today.”

Lu Cang, who had been looking dejected, suddenly lifted his head, his peach blossom eyes sparkling with a smile. “Are you comforting me?”

“I’m so happy.”

He wagged his tail like a puppy who had just been given a bone.

Feng Hechi stared at him for a few seconds before looking away.

The Italian black marble floor reflected the shadows of the towering crystal chandelier overhead.

A single glance revealed an array of luxurious furniture from top-tier brands.

This house was Lu Cang’s anniversary gift to the original owner.

Feng Hechi turned to glance at Lu Cang, who was giving instructions to the maids cleaning the house.

According to the System, this was the house Lu Cang had bought for the original owner, and it also served as their shared residence.

The two had been dating for a year, but their relationship remained private because the original owner claimed to be an up-and-coming artist who needed to maintain a single image for the public.

As for how long this charade would last, that depended entirely on the original owner’s whims.

“Go rest in your room first,” Lu Cang said with a smile, his eyes so tender they seemed to overflow with warmth. “I’ll finish giving these instructions and join you shortly.”

Feng Hechi shot him a sidelong glance without a word and headed upstairs.

The bedroom remained extravagantly decorated, reeking of decadent luxury. It was clear the original owner had furnished it with the philosophy of “if it’s expensive, use it,” resulting in a garish display of wealth utterly devoid of taste.

Yet Lu Cang had indulged his every whim, allowing him to squander money without restraint.

Feng Hechi settled into the sandalwood chair by the window. A cup of freshly brewed black tea, prepared by the maids, sat on the table. He lifted it and took a sip.

The sweet, full-bodied Jin Jun Mei tea was incomparably superior to the stale, low-quality leaves he had endured for so long in his previous world.

Having spent two years in the previous world, Feng Hechi found the silence and stillness of this new environment somewhat unfamiliar and unsettling.

After the servant placed the tea set on the table, they withdrew, leaving him alone in the vast room. The soundproof walls blocked out even the faintest sounds from outside.

In this perfect quiet, Feng Hechi could finally focus on sorting out his current situation.

According to the System, this world typically saw Alphas and Omegas pairing up.

Lu Cang, however, was a Beta—lacking pheromones and unable to detect those of others.

The original owner of Feng Hechi’s body had clearly been drawn to Lu Cang for his family’s wealth and power.

Feng Hechi recalled the System’s mission:

Investigate the truth about Lu Cang and, at the appropriate time, successfully end the relationship.

What exactly did “the truth about Lu Cang” mean?

The scope was so broad that Feng Hechi couldn’t even begin to guess what it referred to.

Lu Cang’s personality in this world was completely different from his counterpart in the previous one.

As Feng Hechi recalled Lu Cang’s fate in the previous world, his eyes darkened, and his fingers unconsciously clenched on the table.

He had never imagined Lu Cang would die.

Was this the inevitable consequence of reaching maximum hatred?

Feng Hechi pressed his lips into a thin line, feeling a cotton-like tightness in his chest that made it difficult to breathe.

It’s just a mission, he told himself.

His only goal was to return to the real world. Everything else was irrelevant.

That’s what Feng Hechi told himself, slowly closing his eyes.

When he opened them again, his expression had returned to its usual calm.

The doorknob clicked, and the person outside pushed the door open and entered.

Feng Hechi glanced at him but made no move to stand.

Lu Cang, accustomed to this, walked over and gently placed a hand on Feng Hechi’s shoulder, his voice soft and soothing.

“The Silver Moon Award is given out every year. Next year, that award will be yours.”

His tone was utterly confident.

Feng Hechi didn’t care about the so-called Best Actor award, but since Lu Cang had said it, he simply replied, “Alright.”

The next moment, he felt warm breath brush his ear, accompanied by a lingering, amused voice.

“Then it’s settled.”

Immediately afterward, Feng Hechi felt the hand on his shoulder slide down inch by inch. Slender fingers deftly unbuttoned his shirt, pressing against his warm skin.

“…?”

Feng Hechi turned his head to find Lu Cang’s beautiful peach blossom eyes close to his own, burning with an intense, overflowing desire.

“Since we have time right now… let’s do it, okay?” Lu Cang smiled, his voice tinged with a hint of pleading, his eyes curving into a soft, seductive crescent.

Meanwhile, the fingers resting on Feng Hechi’s chest had already und