Villain: Without morals, you can’t be manipulated!

Chapter 9 Reuniting with the Arch-Nemesis of My Previous Life, Wang Cheng

“Well, well, a class monitor, a school beauty, and a top-performing student with both character and grades.”

After reading Lan Yuxi’s diary, Qi Lin couldn’t help but chuckle.

Lan Yuxi wasn’t just the class monitor of Senior Year Class 6 but also widely recognized as the most beautiful girl at Huas Shi Yi High School. Her father was the captain of the city’s criminal police squad, and her mother was the head nurse of the OB-GYN department at the city’s central hospital.

Lan Yuxi was undoubtedly someone showered with endless love and adoration. Because of this, Wang Cheng could leverage his status as Lan Yuxi’s future husband to transform himself from a penniless boy into a wealthy first-generation tycoon, eventually reaching the pinnacle of success.

But that was in Qi Lin’s previous life. This time, with Qi Lin as a reborn villain, Wang Cheng would have no chance to rise. To think that someone as perfect as Lan Yuxi, the dream girl of every boy at Huas Shi Yi High School, would cheat—this was something Qi Lin could never have imagined.

Choosing the reward of Lan Yuxi’s diary when the system activated turned out to be a wise decision, Qi Lin thought, his lips curling into a faint smile as he closed the diary. A plan targeting Lan Yuxi was already forming in his mind.

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“Qi Lin, why are you up so early today? And why didn’t you pick me up at my door?”

The next morning, Qi Lin was sitting at a breakfast shop near the school, enjoying his meal, when someone patted him on the back. A boy with a handsome face and a sunny smile sat down across from him.

The moment Qi Lin saw this person, a cold killing intent surged within him, his black eyes narrowing slightly. But at this time, Wang Cheng was still too naive to notice the subtle shift in Qi Lin’s demeanor.

That was right—this was Wang Cheng, the same brother who, in Qi Lin’s previous life, had him held down and humiliated by shoving hot dry noodles into his mouth.

“My car was scratched yesterday, so it’s in the shop. I walked here this morning,” Qi Lin replied, his face showing a warm smile as he suppressed his inner hatred.

The greatest enemies were best dealt with slowly—bit by bit.

In the previous life, after learning Qi Lin had a car, Wang Cheng often used the excuse of living far away to hitch rides.

At the time, Qi Lin had recently transferred to Huas Shi Yi High School as a senior. Because his father had donated to the school, rumors about Qi Lin’s backdoor admission spread like wildfire.

Huas Shi Yi High School students were all elite and proud, no one wanted to associate with Qi Lin, a lazy rich kid. Wang Cheng was the first to approach him, offering friendship and brotherhood.

At the time, Qi Lin was naive despite his love for leisure and fun. He fell for Wang Cheng’s act and treated him as a true brother. It wasn’t until much later, after a series of incidents, that Qi Lin realized Wang Cheng had only approached him to use him as a walking ATM—a fool to be exploited, not a friend.

“Who’s so careless? You’re okay, right?” Wang Cheng asked, feigning concern as he secretly reveled in the thought of Qi Lin’s misfortune.

“It’s fine. They’ve already compensated me, and I’m satisfied,” Qi Lin replied with a cheerful smile.

“Satisfied? A scratched car depreciates in value. Qi Lin, you’re too soft. If it were me, I’d make sure they learned a lesson,” Wang Cheng said, fanning the flames.

What he didn’t know was that the person who scratched Qi Lin’s car was his own sister. And her form of compensation? Her first kiss. If a first kiss wasn’t satisfying enough, what else could Wang Cheng want Qi Lin to take from Wang Siling?

Qi Lin found the situation laughable but kept his thoughts to himself.

Patting Wang Cheng on the shoulder, he said, “Forget it. Let’s not talk about it. We’ve got exams today. Finish your breakfast and head to school.”

“Gulp.”

Hearing the mention of breakfast, Wang Cheng swallowed his saliva. His family wasn’t well-off, so beef was a rare treat. Ever since he had duped Qi Lin into being his brother, he’d used moral coercion to mooch off him.

“Qi Lin, you’re loaded. Treating your brother to breakfast is no big deal, right?”

In the past, Qi Lin had been carefree about money and would happily agree. But Wang Cheng didn’t stop at one meal, he made a habit of freeloading breakfast and rides from Qi Lin, always choosing the most expensive options.

“You start eating. I’ll grab a bowl of beef noodles,” Wang Cheng said, standing up and calling out to a friend in the distance.

“Xiaoshuai, come on! Breakfast’s on me!”

Wang Cheng’s cunning wasn’t limited to exploiting others for himself. He was also skilled at using other people’s resources to build goodwill.

For example, he often treated classmates to breakfast—but it was Qi Lin’s money he was spending. Watching this unfold, Qi Lin’s dark eyes glinted with a cold light, though he said nothing.

The naive, generous Qi Lin of the past was long gone. This reborn Qi Lin had embraced the darkness. Before Wang Cheng arrived, Qi Lin had already set a trap, waiting for Wang Cheng to walk right into it.

Finishing his beef noodles and grabbing a bottle of soda from the fridge, Qi Lin left without a word.

“Eh? Where’s Qi Lin? Did he leave already?” Wang Cheng asked, dumbfounded upon returning to an empty table.

“Oh well, as long as he paid the bill,” Wang Cheng muttered with a sly grin before sitting down to enjoy his breakfast with his friend.