6-10 President
Villain, Please Go Easy on Me
6. President: Five Million Maid
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
Cheng Qianxiao hurriedly explained with an innocent tone, âMr. Feng, donât be fooled by him! He threatens me to be his girlfriend. Andâ¦he also saidâ¦â
Before she finished her words, tears were already streaming down her face.
Feng Xinglang gave her some face and asked, âSaid what?â
Cheng Qianxiao said as she got heavenly humiliated, âAnd he said he just take you as a toy. He isnât a pervert who is into menâ¦â
Su Bei froze there. This Cheng Qianxiao is really a bitch!
He went to Feng Xinglangâs side, saying with a serious tone, âI never said that, I wear. Thatâs total frame-up.â
Even though he was a straight man and didnât like men, he never said anything like that.
Feng Xinglang snorted as a response to Su Beiâs explanation.
748, âCaptivating bar increased by 3%, current progress 9%.â
Su Bei comforted himself, although not much, at least it grew back.
Feng Xinglang said, âLetâs go.â
Su Bei was perplexed, âWhere?â
Feng Xinglang turned his head sideways, that pair of gloomy eyes made Su Bei creepy, âDidnât you say inviting me to your house for dinner?â
Su Bei nodded like a chick pecking millet, âYes, yes, yes.â
In fact, he was just saying it, while Feng Xinglang took it for real. It was a promise he made, so he could only keep it.
Now it was Cheng Qianxiaoâs turn to feel panic. The relationship between Feng Xinglang and Su Bei was better that she thought. How is that possible?
Cautiously, she called out, âMr. Feng?â
Feng Xinglang even did not give her a look, but directly got into the car with Su Bei and drove away.
Cheng Qianxiaoâs expression immediately darkened. It seems Su Bei is her bane!
748, âUnlocking new background and plot. Please receive.â
Su Bei was thinking about something, suddenly in his mind poured in a pile of words.
He leafed it through. It was a novel.
The male leadâs name was Feng Xinglang, female leadâs name Cheng Qianxiao.
And the cannon folder Su Bei who got his legs broken.
Su Bei took quite a while to recover. âSo this is a fictional world.â
748 said with a cold tone as always, âYou can understand it that way.â
Su Bei rolled his eyes, â748, you said I am the cannon fodder, the third person between the male lead and female lead. Donât you think itâs a bit inappropriate?â
748, âI can send you to Africa in advance.â
Su Bei only felt his chrysanthemum tightened up, âNo, no, I will work hard to accomplish the mission.â
When he had to do the task, wasnât Cheng Qianxiao supposed to be his biggest obstacle?
And just now, it seemed the plot had developed to that Cheng Qianxiao became Feng Xinglangâs maid.
Just to round it off, they live together now.
How can this work? What about his mission?
Su Bei carefully asked Feng Xinglang, âYour house is very short of maids?â
Feng Xinglang said expressionlessly, âNope.â
Su Bei then asked, âWhy do you let Cheng Qianxiao be a maid in your house?â
Feng Xinglang said slowly, âFive million, she can never pay it back.â
Su Bei now understood, âSo you buy a maid with five million?!â
Feng Xinglang did not respond to him again, probably agreeing with his words.
Su Bei complained in whispers, âBut you can choose not to borrow her the money.â
Five million buying a maid? What a waste!
Feng Xinglangâs lips slightly curved, how could he not know the small calculation of Cheng Qianxiao?
He just didnât want to expose her now.
748, âStrategy bar increased by 2%. Current progress11%.â
Su Beiâs house
As Su Bei opened the door, his mother asked in a loud voice, âDid you bring the girl back?â
âA girl?â Feng xinglangâs voice was a little thrilling.
Su Bei only felt cold on his back. He stiffened his head and said to Feng Xinglang humorlessly, âNo, my mother heard it wrong. I said I want to take someone I like home for dinner. I did not say it is a girl.â
7. President: Getting Driven out of the House
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
Suâs mother did not cook the Manchu Han Imperial Feast, but she did cook a whole table of dishes.
She came out of the kitchen. As she saw Feng Xinglang, her eyes were wide open, âPresident Feng, what brings you here?â
Feng Xinglang now was more interested in this drama, âSu Bei said you let him take me home for dinner.â
Suâs mother subconsciously retorted, âNonsense! I clearly asked him to bring the girl he likes back for dinner.â
Then Suâs mother realized something was wrong.
When she reacted what was happening, the expression on her face cracked.
The one that her son said he likes is equal to Feng Xinglang, soâ¦â¦
Suâs mother froze there.
Su Bei pulled the stool out for Feng Xinglang sullenly, âMr. Feng, hope you wouldnât mind.â
Feng Xinglang glanced at the dishes on the table, âWhich are the dishes you cooked?â
Su Bei forced a smile, âI canât cook.â
Feng Xinglang crooked his fingers, tapping on the desktop rhythmically.
Each knock, Su Bei felt his heart skip a beat, so intense!
Finally, Suâs mother who regained her sense tried to break the ice for Su Bei, âMr. Feng, maybe he could explode the kitchen. But if you want him to cook dishes, meh!â
âIf you really think my cooking is not to your taste, I can only say that the service is inadequate.â
Feng Xinglang stopped tapping on the table. âItâs my pleasure to have Mrs. Suâs homemade dishes.â
During the whole eating process, the atmosphere was very weird, Su Bei felt like on pins and needles.
Finally after seeing Feng Xinglang off, Suâs mother gave a lion roar, âSu bei! You move your ass over here!â
Su Bei shivered, saying with an embarrassing tone, âWell, mom, I gotta take a bath!â
Suâs mother pounded the table, âCome back!â
Su Bei moved to the side of his mother, his mother directly grabbed his ear and roared, âYou are so capable now! Huh! You hook up with those women and I just let it go. Now you even lay your eyes on Feng Xinglang? Are you insane?â
Su Bei hissed due to the huge pain, âMom, it hurts. It hurts! It hurts! I am not insane. I promise.â
Suâs mother let go of Su Beiâs ear, âthen you tell me, what happened?â
This really embarrassed Su Bei. He just couldnât tell her the truth.
Suâs mother pressed, âdonât tell me you said you can cook for Feng Xinglang!â
Su Bei looked around and said, âMom, I havenât taken a shower in a few days. It feels really awful.â
Suâs mother was so mad, she pushed Su Bei out the door neatly, âI tell you, if you donât get me a good daughter-in-law, donât you ever want to come back!â
Su Bei who was swept out of the house, but he was not sad at all, because he could go to Feng Xinglangâs house for shelter!
From some degree, one could say Suâs mother made a great secondary attack!
But Su Bei felt a little sorry for his mother, he had to do the task, which meant he could only let her down.
Su Bei was going to buy a bunch of flowers, then go to Feng Xinglangâs house asking for shelter.
But he found that all his cards were frozen.
Needless to say, it must be his mother.
Whatâs more, Su Bei even had no money to take a taxi.
For the mission, he chose to walk to the Paradise Villa.
Paradise Villa was located in the suburbs of the hillside. It took Su Bei two hours to walk there.
He directly collapsed in the front door of the villa.
The point is, Feng Xinglang was not home.
Su Bei can only pitiful squat at the door waiting for Feng Xinglang back.
It was getting dark. Su Bei was so cold and tired that he couldnât even keep his eyes open.
After Feng Xinglang finished his work and went back home, he found that someone squatted at the door.
His yellow hair was drooping, his eyes were blank, and he looked like a homeless dog, looking miserable.
When Su Bei heard the noise, he raised his head abruptly and opened his mouth. âI was driven out by my mother. Please take me in.â
Feng Xinglang thought, at this time Su Bei behaved more like a dog, if he had a tail, he must be wagging it vigorously now.
âMy home is not an asylum,â he said, his expression unchanged.
8. President: After all, I Am not a Demon
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
748, âCaptivating bar increased by 10%, current progress 21%.â
Su Bei felt Feng Xinglang was only cold outside by warm inside, so tsundere! His captivating bar had increased so much while he still said he didnât want to take him in???
He moved his position and blocked the door, acting shamelessly, âIf you donât take me in, I wonât move away.â
Suddenly, the eyes of Feng Xinglang glanced at a cigarette butt at his feet, asking while knowing the answer already, âYou smoked?â
Su Beiâs heart missed a beat, between lying and being honest, he chose to be honest.
He looked at Feng Xinglang ingratiatingly, âToo sleepy, smoked one for refreshing, you know.â
Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and his tone became a little dangerous. âDid I ever say that if I see you smoking againâ¦â
Su Bei immediately swore, âNo more, no more! This is the last time! I swear!â
Feng Xinglang did not believe him at all. It seems that if not giving the little liar a lesson, he wouldnât grow up.
He opened the door and said, âCome in.â
Su Beiâs eyes were beaming! Yay!
Feng Xinglang looked at Su Bei in a mess, frowning, showing thick disdain between his eyes, âClean up your body first!â
After having achieved his goal, Su Bei went to take a bath in a good mood.
After taking a shower, Su Bei went downstairs in the pajamas.
As the pajamas were Feng Xinglangâs, they were too big for Su Bei, even mopping the floor.
He saw Feng Xinglang was lowering his head down, carefully placing cigarettes one by one on the table.
There was an air of elegance about that whole person.
But he didnât know why, Su Bei only had an impulse to run right away.
Feng Xinglang looked back, his eyes swept the soft hair of Su Bei, âYou got to smoke these cigarettes tonight.â
Su Bei gasped. That was at least ten packs of cigarettes. Heâd be so dead if he smoked them all!
Feng Xinglangâs mouth slightly curved, like a demon, âSince you like smoking, smoke enough for one time.â
Su Bei took a step back. âNo! I swear I will never smoke again! Really!â
Feng Xinglang looked at him with a half-smile, clearly doing nothing, but already let Su Bei feel his legs turn into jello.
He played with the lighter with his long and slim fingers, looking at Su Bei like looking at a struggling puppy.
Su Bei swallowed some saliva, and could only go over obediently.
Feng Xinglang thoughtfully lit a cigarette for Su Bei, Su Bei then took it with her trembling hand.
This night, Su Bei was forced to chain-smoking, smoking to his despair.
And Feng Xinglang also took great pains to help him light them up one after another.
Before Su Bei smoked all the cigarettes Feng Xinglang put on the table, he already threw up.
Su Bei held the toilet and vomited like hell.
Feng xinglang folded his arms and leaned against the door like a demon. âStill smoking?â
Su Bei said with a hoarse voice, âNo! Never!â
Feng Xinglang then wore an evil smile, âWhat if you smoke again?â
Su Bei wanted to cry, âIâll kill myself!â
Feng Xinglang smiled faintly, âI am not a demon. But if there is next time, I will cut off the hand that touches a cigarette.â
Su Bei quickly held his hands subconsciously. Only thinking of it, he already felt the huge pains.
Before Feng Xinglang went back to his room to sleep, he could not help but rub Su Beiâs head.
Su Beiâs hair was as soft as Feng Xinglang had imagined. âTomorrow Cheng Qianxiao will come. Just let her do whatever other maids do.â
Su Bei nodded and floated back to his room like a ghost.
Feng Xinglang thought, the little liar should have a long memory this time.
As Su Bei just lay down on the bed, 748âs mechanical voice sounded, âCaptivating bar increased by 4%, the current progress 25%.â
Su Bei, like a salted fish, turned over and burst into tears.
It was really not easy to captivating the villainous male lead!
9. President: The âFemale Leadâ Is Here
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
Early the next morning, Su Bei was awakened by the pressing doorbell.
He struggled out of bed, feeling his throat burning aching.
What sins had he committed in his last life? Why would he have been assigned to captivate such a big villain?
As Su Bei passed the living room to open the door, he found several boxes of medicine on the table.
He picked it up and looked at it, feeling a little moved, it was for his throat.
It seemed that Feng Xinglang was a little humane now.
When he opened the door, Cheng Qianxiao made a bow, âMr. Feng, I have come to work as your personal maid. Hope you would give me more advice.â
Su Bei went silent. Doing the maid was no problem, but does a maid need to wear a dress with such low-cut? He could even see her cleavage when she bows!
Cheng Qianxiao did not hear any response. As she looked up, her whole face turned green.
She said with an undisguised mocking tone, âHow is it you?â
Su Bei had intended to answer, but before he could, he already received a slap in the face from Cheng Qianxiao.
Cheng Qianxiao covered her own chest, and screamed, âYou rascal!â
Su Beiâs face darkened and his voice became cold. âCheng Qianxiao, I hope you donât forget that you are here as a maid.â
âYouâd better know clearly what to do, what to ask and what not to ask.â
âA maid worth five million is still a maid, not much higher than ordinary ones.â
âThe difference is just that Feng Xinglang is rich and capricious, nothing else.â
After saying these words, Su Beiâs voice already became as hoarse as a duck.
Cheng Qianxiaoâs face turned all red, talking back, âI did not think you are such a base person. Just because I didnât agree to be your girlfriend, you chase my man to disgust me!â
âI tell you what, if all the men in the world were dead, I would never fall for someone like you.â
Su Bei shook his head. He had never seen such a brazen woman.
So in the original plot, what does Feng Xinglang see from her?
Su Bei was too lazy to continue his theory with such a person with a damaged brain.
He threw himself on the sofa, and felt out the pad of Feng Xinglang. He said lazily, âWhat are you still waiting for? Do you want me to teach you how to be a maid?â
Maybe because Feng Xinglang was not home, there was no need to expose herself, so Cheng Qianxiao added a coat to herself.
Then she went to clean the rooms.
Su Bei curled in the sofa, searched a loverâs prattle and sent it to Feng Xinglang.
Since he got no money to send flowers, then use some sweet words to replace them.
His phone vibrated while Feng Xinglang was reading the documents. Since it was his personal phone, he watched it anyway.
The content of the message Su Bei sent him was extremely innutritious: I missed to participate in your past, but I promise I will keep your company to the end in the future.
Feng Xinglang didnât mean to reply him at all.
In the evening, since Feng Xinglang had to socialize, he went back home very late.
The moment he opened the door, he froze there.
Not the usual darkness, but the light was on.
Su Bei, in his pajamas, was sprawled on the sofa with his pad in his arms.
Feng Xinglangâs eyes flashed a complicated feeling.
The sound of 748 startled the sleeping Su Bei awake, âthe captivating bar increased by 1%, current progress 26%.â
He looked around in a daze, and when he saw Feng Xinglang, he immediately got wide awake.
Su Bei hurriedly made up a lie, âI wasnât sleeping in bed, only waiting for you to come back.â
Feng Xinglang gave a low laugh. âYou little liar.â
Who just slept without any image?
748, âCaptivating bar increased by 6%, current progress 32%.â
Su Bei thought to himself, although he was very sleepy tonight, it was worth it.
At this time, Cheng Qianxiao came out of the kitchen with a bowl of no one what it was in it, saying softly, âMr. Feng, I made you some night snack. Would you like to have a taste?â
10. President: Dumplings Are the most Delicious Food
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
Su Bei, who was about to slip back to his room to sleep, immediately became awake, âI also want to have some night snack.â
Feng Xinglang took a look at Su Bei, âYou cook it.â
Su Bei immediately wore an are-you-kidding-me face. It was a rare thing that Feng Xinglang explained with patience, âYou promised to cook for me.â
Looking at the pitiful expression of Su Bei, Feng Xinglang suddenly felt that the whole person was not so tired now.
748, âCaptivating bar increased by 1%. Currently progress 33%.â
Su Beis OS âThis is a bit too much. Increasing my captivating value in such a short time? Is the system trying to tell me that it would increase greatly if I really cook for him?â
Can he say no? Of course not.
Su Bei reluctantly went into the kitchen. What could he cook for Feng Xinglang?
Feng Xinglang looked at Su Beiâs rich facial expression, lips slightly curved, suddenly felt that embarrassing him was not a bad thing.
748, âCaptivating bar increased by 1%, current progress 34%.â
Su Bei opened the refrigerator and froze there, complaining, âThis captivating object is so stingy.â
But no one responded to his complaining, so he could only amuse himself.
Ignored by those two people, Cheng Qiaqnxiao could only try to increase her existing feeling, she asked softly, âPresident Feng, how about you taste what I cooked for you first?â
Feng Xinglangâs face immediately darkened, âIt is late. Go to bed already.â He didnât say whether to eat it or not.
This made Cheng Qianxiao a little hesitant, of course, also she did not forget to scold Su Bei a few F words in the mind.
Su Bei there searched whole in the refrigerator, and thought the instant frozen dumplings may be the easiest to cook.
The dumplings were made by Cheng Qianxiao during the day. Looking not bad.
Su Bei, who thought it was easy to cook dumplings, put them in the pot and here came another question. How long should he cook the dumplings?
In order to make the dumplings more evenly heated, he stirred them a few more times, and the result was that the dumplings all fell apart.
The fillings was all showing.
Seeing the dumplings cooked less and less, Su Bei quickly scooped them out.
He hesitated between giving it to Feng Xinglang or not for a bit, but finally decided to carry it out.
Well, he could at least cook instant noodles, so the dumplings shouldnât be a problem.
The moment Su Bei took out the dumplings, Cheng Qianxiaoâs face turned all green.
The dumplings she spent so long to make were totally ruined by Su Bei!
If it had not been that she wanted to take credit before Feng Xinglang, she really wouldnât want to admit that she made those dumplings.
Feng Linglang looked at this plate of something that looked like dumplings but were already had no shape of dumplings, freezing, so his mother didnât lie to him.
Under his stare, Su Bei felt kind of guilty, âWell, if you think you canât even look at it, donât eat.â
Cheng Qianxiao also nodded like crazy.
However, Feng Xinglang picked up the chopsticks, slowly picked up a dumpling relatively in a whole piece into his mouth and tasted it.
From Feng Xinglangâs current expression, one canât tell how the dumplings tasted.
Finally, Feng Xinglang opened his mouth, âIt tastes good.â
The serious expression let Su Bei believed that the dumplings really tasted good, so he also picked on with chopsticks.
His face suddenly changed! It was not well-cooked at all!
As Su Bei was about to spit it out, Feng Xinglang put down his chopsticks and said faintly, âDidnât you say you also want to have some night snacks? Come on. Eat some more.â
So Su Bei could only swallow it down with difficulty.
He felt that if he did not eat it, a worse scenario would be waiting ahead, maybe he even had to swallow an uncooked one.
Watching that Su Bei forced himself to swallow that not well-cooked dumpling, Cheng Qianxiao smiled gloatingly, and then still did not forget to promote her own night snack, âPresident Feng, the soup is still warm. Maybe you can eat some first.â