The female leads who were scummed by her all turned blackened (GL) - Chapter 2

Chan Xi decided to be cautious before executing Plan A and Plan B to soothe the female lead. No talking for now.

Look at this—her reckless words just now triggered a landmine, and the hatred value skyrocketed past 100%. How was that reasonable?

So, Chan Xi could only put on an expression of heart-wrenching sorrow, controlling her tears to fall perfectly as she turned away, dragging her luggage towards the bedroom from her memories—time to regroup in the newbie village and make a plan.

Mu Yiye watched the tears on her former lover’s face, and to her surprise, she still managed to feel a trace of heartache amid her overwhelming hatred. How pathetic. She had seen with her own eyes how this woman broke up with her without warning, seamlessly moving on to a new lover. She had already learned the truth—that Chan Xi had approached her with malicious intent from the start. So why would she still feel heartache for someone like that?

The more she couldn’t understand, the more perfect her smile became.

No matter. There was still time. Now, she held all the real power in the Chan family.

Her gentle features softened even further with her smile, but the housekeeper standing nearby felt chills down her spine. Ever since Mu Yiye returned to the Chan family, she had been kind and polite, making people marvel at how even a real daughter, lost to the world, could still shine like a pearl covered in dust. But just now, the head of the Chan family had a cold face when she brought Chan Xi back.

Sigh. The whole “real and fake daughters switching lives” drama—how did it end up happening in the Chan family?

The housekeeper let out an almost imperceptible sigh. She had watched Chan Xi grow up… She didn’t know how Mu Yiye planned to handle things, but she would find a way to remind Chan Xi to maintain a good relationship with her.

Still, the atmosphere between them just now was strange… as if something had already happened between them.

She suppressed that odd intuition. Logically, this should have been their first meeting.

••••

Chan Xi found the bedroom she remembered, slammed the door shut, and leaned against it with a sigh of relief. Thankfully, Mu Yiye didn’t follow.

She immediately called out to the system in her head: [System, what’s the deal with this real and fake daughter plotline?]

The electronic voice responded: [After the host left the small world last time, the female lead, Mu Yiye, chose to commit suicide after returning to the country. To prevent the small world from collapsing due to the female lead’s suicide, the Heavenly Dao reset part of the storyline, converting the female lead’s desire for self-harm into hatred toward you. Now, in Mu Yiye’s memory, your past breakup happened because you had already known about the identity swap. She believes you approached her with the deliberate intention of tormenting and deceiving her emotionally.]

Suicide? The word sent a sharp pang through Chan Xi’s heart, but before she could dwell on it, the system’s next sentence made her feel like dying herself.

What did it mean that the Heavenly Dao had *reset* the female lead’s memory? The relationship she once had had now turned into a fake daughter tormenting and deceiving the real daughter for fun…

No wonder the hatred was so intense. If it were her, she’d hate that kind of scumbag too.

Bad news—she is the scumbag.

Chan Xi had no way to explain her suffering.

She questioned the system: [With a disastrous start like this, how am I supposed to lower the hatred value?]

The electronic voice hesitated for a moment before avoiding the sensitive topic: [Tonight is the Chan family’s banquet to recognize the female lead’s identity. The host should prepare accordingly.]

••••

A banquet naturally required proper attire. Chan Xi picked out a gray suit—she preferred a neutral, sharp style.

The system had just mentioned that the original male lead would also attend the banquet as a business partner. Since he now had a one-sided love for the female lead, Chan Xi figured that, in classic romance novel fashion, the banquet would probably set up some interaction between them.

Old-school romance tropes—banquets always involved drugged drinks.

Chan Xi checked the time. There were only two hours left before the event, not enough time to familiarize herself with the venue layout.

The safest plan was to stay close to Mu Yiye, block any drinks for her, and make sure she didn’t wander into any sketchy little rooms.

After all, reducing the hatred value had to start with ensuring the female lead’s physical safety.

She had figured out the most pressing matters for now, but how to actually decrease Mu Yiye’s hatred was still a problem.

If things had remained the same as when she left, she could have slowly worked toward forgiveness through shameless persistence and relentless pursuit.

But the problem was that the Heavenly Dao had meddled, twisting Mu Yiye’s memories. With the real/fake daughter plot mixed in, everything she had done now carried a far worse connotation—it was no longer just hurting her but deliberately playing with her feelings.

Mu Yiye’s personality had also changed from before. She didn’t even know if the old tricks that used to work on her would still be effective.

Chan Xi stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror. What should she do?

After racking her brain, she realized with frustration that even returning to her “newbie village” bedroom hadn’t helped her come up with Plan A or Plan B.

She knew too little about this blackened version of Mu Yiye.

Chan Xi sighed. Fine. She’d take things one step at a time.

••••

Fifteen minutes before the banquet.

After asking the housekeeper, Chan Xi found out where Mu Yiye was staying—conveniently, right across from her own room.

Her heart trembled slightly at this detail. Did this mean… things weren’t *that* bad between them?

Knock, knock, knock— Chan Xi silently knocked on the door, not daring to speak, afraid Mu Yiye would refuse to answer if she heard her voice.

The door opened.

[Female Lead Mu Yiye’s Hatred Value: 109%.]

The moment they locked eyes, the electronic voice updated Chan Xi in real time.

“…Yiyi, shall we go to the banquet together?” Chan Xi calmly invited her, though her heart turned cold at the system’s alert. She took back what she thought earlier—their relationship was *definitely* bad.

It was *very* bad.

“Miss Chan, how thick-skinned can you be?” Mu Yiye stared at the familiar figure in front of her, and the way she acted like nothing had happened sent her into an icy rage.

“Yiyi, I didn’t know our identities were like this before.” Chan Xi grasped Mu Yiye’s hand, trying to show that she had never toyed with her feelings because of their swapped identities.

But she underestimated the power of the Heavenly Dao’s memory reset.

Mu Yiye glanced at their clasped hands, the corners of her lips curling into a mocking smile.

[Female Lead Mu Yiye’s Hatred Value: 120%]

“I don’t want to be around a liar.” Mu Yiye stepped out first, flinging off Chan Xi’s hand as she brushed past her, leaving behind a cold parting remark.

Her expression remained indifferent, but her fingers clenched and then relaxed—an unconscious gesture betraying her inner turmoil. The lingering warmth on her fingertips brought back too many memories.

But those memories were fake. All of them were fake.

How could someone who hurt others think they could just brush past those wounds with a single sentence?