Chapter 75

Shen Lihuan had always been calm by nature, rarely ever emotional. But this time, she was truly angry.

Wasn’t Qin Aocheng just acting recklessly because he was bound to the system? Then she would rip that system out of him, roots and all!

If she didn’t get rid of the system, there would always be a day when Qin Aocheng came back to life like ashes reigniting. She absolutely would not allow this variable to affect her and Changqing.

Without the system, Qin Aocheng was nothing more than a toothless dog. She’d like to see how he dies then.

In the study, Shen Lihuan was simmering a medicinal decoction. A slightly pungent scent filled the air. Sitting nearby, You Changqing couldn’t help but sneeze. “Achoo!” She rubbed her nose and asked curiously, “Lihuan, what kind of medicine are you making?”

“I’m preparing a type of medicinal powder. The moment it touches skin, it paralyzes the entire body and renders the person completely immobile. I call it Paralysis Powder.”

As she rhythmically stirred the decoction with silver chopsticks, Shen Lihuan turned her head and explained gently to You Changqing.

“Paralysis Powder, huh? The name really says it all. But what are you going to use it for?”

“To deal with someone who deserves to die.”

Shen Lihuan’s smile was icy and fleeting. The next second, she looked gently at You Changqing. “Changqing, there’s an exam tomorrow morning. Let’s sleep early tonight.”

You Changqing didn’t think much of it. Since the topic had shifted, she simply followed along. “Okay, we’ll sleep early tonight so we’ll have enough energy for the exam tomorrow…”

“Good girl.”

Shen Lihuan patted her on the head with a pampering smile.

Before it was even nine o’clock, the two of them were already in bed. You Changqing snuggled into Shen Lihuan’s arms, pressing close against her, and her hands weren’t behaving themselves—sliding along Shen Lihuan’s waist. Unlike Changqing’s soft little belly, Lihuan’s abdomen was firm yet pliant—it felt incredibly good to the touch.

Shen Lihuan’s eyes turned red at the corners from the contact. She caught You Changqing’s mischievous hand and pulled it away from her stomach, then leaned down and whispered by her ear, “Didn’t we agree to sleep early? Don’t get me worked up.”

You Changqing looked up and gave her tense jawline a soft kiss, her voice sweet and tender. “But I can’t fall asleep…”

Shen Lihuan lowered her head to look at her. She was nestled in her arms, sounding innocent and pure, but those red lips were curved flirtatiously. Her soft body squirmed slightly like a willow branch swaying seductively in the spring breeze.

What a little temptress!

Shen Lihuan had wanted to be considerate since she figured Changqing must be exhausted from playing all day. She’d wanted her to rest more—but no, she insisted on stirring things up, igniting a flame in your chest that blazed all the way through your body.

“You’re bad.”

Shen Lihuan made her judgment. You Changqing only smiled more brightly, her fingers drawing circles across Lihuan’s chest. “They say women love bad boys, right? Same logic. Women love bad girls too. You saying I’m bad just means you love me.”

Shen Lihuan caught her hand and kissed it gently. “Whether you’re bad or not, I love you.”

You Changqing laughed even happier. “Lihuan, can we fool around a bit before sleeping?”

“That’s exactly what I wish for.”

Shen Lihuan flipped over and pinned her beneath her. Their warm bodies pressed tightly together, and each touch sent an electrifying current across their skin. The room’s temperature rose rapidly—even their breath turned scorching.

With gentle eyes, Shen Lihuan traced the lines of You Changqing’s features: her smooth forehead, delicate brows, seductive eyes, graceful nose, and those vibrant, luscious red lips.

Every part of her was impossibly beautiful—so beautiful it startled her, made her heart race and soul tremble.

Feeling her heated gaze, You Changqing’s eyes turned hazy. She tilted up her slender neck. “Lihuan, what are you waiting for?”

Shen Lihuan chuckled in a low, hoarse voice. Her hand cradled the back of You Changqing’s head, and she leaned down, stealing her breath.

Their sweet tongues tangled like fish that couldn’t live without each other.

Shen Lihuan’s hands began to roam. It was as if her hands had magic—wherever they went, You Changqing shivered, her toes curling in pleasure.

You Changqing refused to be outdone. She responded in kind, wrapping her legs tightly around Shen Lihuan.

It was unclear who made the first move, but by the end, both their clothes had slipped down to their waists.

Shen Lihuan was especially fond of those two snowy mounds, thinking them masterpieces of nature. Even the little red tips amidst the snow were exquisitely perfect. She couldn’t help but taste them—finding them fragrant, soft, sweet, and tender—delicious like cotton candy.

You Changqing felt her throat growing hoarse, but both body and soul were utterly satisfied. When the storm had passed, she quickly drifted into deep sleep, a sweet smile lingering at the corner of her lips.

Shen Lihuan held her in her arms, gently stroking her back. “Goodnight, my little darling.”

Later in the night, the room was pitch-black when Shen Lihuan’s phone suddenly lit up. Her eyes opened immediately, sharp and clear—there wasn’t a trace of sleep in them.

She got out of bed quietly, dressed herself, then returned to the bedside to kiss You Changqing on the forehead. “Sweet dreams, baby. I’ll be back soon.”

You Changqing turned over in her sleep, breathing steadily—deep in a peaceful slumber.

Taking her phone, Shen Lihuan quietly slipped out of the room. It was already midnight. The household staff were all asleep, but Shen Jiashu was still sitting in the living room. When he saw her come down, he looked up and said calmly, “Come back early.”

“I will, Dad.”

Shen Lihuan smiled softly and quickly left the house. Several black cars were waiting outside, blending into the night, poised for her arrival.

She got in and said in a low voice, “Let’s go.”

The car pulled away immediately, speeding toward a well-known luxury villa district. A certain big-name celebrity lived here—the one who had made the area famous. And the person Shen Lihuan was going to see tonight: Qin Aocheng.

After his previous sex scandal, Qin Aocheng had kept a low profile for a while. But a dog can’t stop eating shit. Once he’d tasted meat, how could he go back to eating vegetarian? So, he just couldn’t resist bringing women home again.

The woman going home with him tonight was his new manager. She was twenty-eight years old, right at the peak of her maturity and charm. Qin Aocheng felt a burning itch just looking at her—how could he possibly resist making a move?

It was only because the woman had a boyfriend before and treated him like a younger brother that Qin Aocheng held back the urge to drag her into bed.

But things were different now. The woman had broken up with her boyfriend due to his cheating, and Qin Aocheng’s passionate pursuit had stirred her heart. After a month of internal conflict and restraint, she finally agreed to be his girlfriend.

Qin Aocheng immediately brought her home. The two of them indulged in passion until midnight. The woman passed out from exhaustion, while Qin Aocheng lay there, satisfied, lighting a post-coital cigarette.

Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang. Qin Aocheng lazily pulled on his robe and walked to the door. “Who is it?”

Shen Lihuan glanced at the bodyguard beside her. The man pinched his voice and said in a deliberately affected tone, “Aocheng, I’m your die-hard fan. I know you live here. I like you. Can I come in and see you?”

Hearing the pleasant voice and the claim that it was a fan, Qin Aocheng raised his eyebrows smugly. He always said he was the most handsome man alive—clearly even at midnight, fans were throwing themselves at him.

Even though he had just been active, Qin Aocheng was aroused again.

He peered through the peephole and saw a stunning beauty standing gracefully at the door. Her glittering eyes gazed expectantly at the entrance as if eagerly awaiting his appearance. Qin Aocheng felt a jolt in his lower body. A peerless beauty like this was actually his fan? F*cking amazing! He immediately opened the door. “Baby, did you wait long—”

The rest of the sentence caught in his throat. Outside stood a group of men aiming guns straight at him. Qin Aocheng instinctively went weak in the knees.

“What are you trying to do? Breaking into a private residence is a criminal offense!”

“Not much. If you don’t want to die, get your ass back inside.”

Shen Lihuan snapped coldly. Her indifferent eyes made Qin Aocheng retreat into the house as he frantically called out to his system in his mind.

“System, come out now or I’m dead! If I die, you’ll die too!”

Qin Aocheng cursed furiously in his head. Finally, the system surfaced. “You brought this on yourself.”

Its voice was icy. The system deeply regretted ever binding itself to this host. They were supposed to conquer the entertainment industry and reach the pinnacle of life. But this host had put in zero effort. The system had so many courses available, even learning a bit of it would have benefited him for life. Yet the host was lazy to the bone, relying entirely on the system, slacking off all the time and refusing to focus on learning.

After gaining a little fame, he grew arrogant, convinced he was the chosen one, the male lead destined by fate. All he thought about was how to hook up with women, never listening to the system’s advice. And when things went wrong, he’d turn around and blame the system for not helping.

The system had finally persuaded him to put some effort into writing lyrics and composing songs, and he actually produced a few good ones. But once the crisis passed, he got lazy again. Then, he went so far as to harm Huo Ran, who was standing in his way. From then on, the system utterly detested its host. No matter how messy his personal life was, that was his own business—the system could just about tolerate it. But harming others? That was absolutely unacceptable. The system would never accept a morally corrupt host.

So this time, it would not help, even if it meant losing all its energy and falling into permanent sleep.

“You still want to live, don’t you? Don’t forget you need me to supply your energy!”

Hearing the system’s cold tone, Qin Aocheng flared up. He always saw himself as the system’s master, someone it should obey. After all, the system couldn’t survive without him. Now his servant was defying him? Of course, he was furious.

“Even so, I refuse to help you. Let’s die together!”

It didn’t matter anymore. It had no way to return to its true master anyway—life or death, what difference did it make?

“You—you! System! System!”

No matter how Qin Aocheng called out, the system remained silent, like it had died.

Shen Lihuan didn’t know he was talking to his system, but she keenly sensed a strong energy fluctuation. Her eyes lit up—that had to be the system.

“Qin Aocheng, do you know why I’ve come to find you?”

Shen Lihuan stepped closer with every word, her powerful aura forcing Qin Aocheng to take several steps back. She sat down on the sofa and stared at him coldly.

“I don’t know why you’re here. We’ve never met before, have we?”

Qin Aocheng was drenched in cold sweat.

“Whether we’ve met or not doesn’t matter. I came today because you provoked someone you shouldn’t have.”

Shen Lihuan’s smile vanished in an instant as she snapped, “Chang Qing is my lover. I can’t even bear to hurt her the slightest, and yet you dared incite your fans to attack her. Do you have a death wish?”

Her tone turned vicious by the end. Qin Aocheng was so frightened by the death-like stare in her eyes that his knees buckled and he collapsed to the floor.

“I didn’t tell them to do it! They misunderstood! I was just explaining why I became so depraved—they lashed out at Miss You on their own! This has nothing to do with me!”

Without the system, Qin Aocheng was just a nobody. With all those guns pointed at his head, how could he not be terrified? He hurriedly tried to shift the blame, afraid the woman in front of him might order someone to shoot him at any moment.

“Nothing to do with you?”

Shen Lihuan sneered. “If it really had nothing to do with you, Chang Qing was being attacked and you didn’t even apologize? Why did you stay silent? Was it because she rejected you too many times, and you resented her? You enjoyed watching her get attacked, didn’t you?”

Nailed to the wall by the truth, Qin Aocheng went pale with guilt. “I know I was wrong. I’ll apologize right now. I’ll tell my fans to stop! Please, please spare me!”

“Spare you? Not a chance.”

Shen Lihuan scoffed, pulling out a bottle of pills and gesturing for a bodyguard to drag Qin Aocheng over. Luo Yi raised his gun with one hand and dragged him forward with the other.

“What are you trying to do?! If you really dare lay a hand on me, I’ll scream for help!”