WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE VILLAIN FALLS IN LOVE?
Villain in love 3
Wen Yaqin[Minyu's mother]
Oh… Zhaoran’s helping you again?
Minyu froze. Her hand gripping the pen a little too tight
Yaqin stood at the doorway, arms folded and that usual smile on her face. Soft—but cold. Always cold
Wen Yaqin[Minyu's mother]
Sometimes wonder how you’ve even survived this long, Minyu
*said sweetly*
Wen Yaqin[Minyu's mother]
You never seem to understand anything on your own. Always needing someone to guide you, aren’t you?
Tang Zhaoran
She asked for help, And that’s what people do when they care. They help
Wen Yaqin[Minyu's mother]
Of course, Ran'er . You’re such a good boy. Always responsible
*Wen Yaqin’s eyes softened instantly when they met his*
Wen Yaqin[Minyu's mother]
You should learn from your brother
Then she walked away—light footsteps like her words hadn’t just stabbed a girl in the chest
Minyu’s eyes didn’t lift, not even when Zhaoran touched her shoulder
Tang Zhaoran
I am here, remember that
Minyu turned her head, looking at him—and there it was again. That quiet strength in his eyes, the wordless promise that someone in that house would always see her
Arielle Sky
Damn, why this college exams are so hard?
Lian Minyu
It is, and if you don't do well you will get smacked on head
Arielle Sky
Did u get that too?
Arielle Sky
You’re so calm. If someone ever tried that with me, I’d throw hands
Just then, a voice broke through their laughter
They turned, and walking toward them was a tall figure in a soft gray hoodie, dark jeans, and the warmest smile Minyu had seen all week
Jin Siheng
Long time no see, huh?
*he grinned, waving his bag lazily*
Jin Siheng
Did you shrink over the holidays or what?
Lian Minyu
*Minyu rolled her eyes*
Lian Minyu
You just gotten taller
He looked around at the other girl and nodded politely
Jin Siheng
Friend of Minyu?
Jin Siheng
Siheng. Zhaoran’s roommate. But more importantly, the handsome one
They laughed, and just like that, he settled down beside them, joining the conversation like he belonged there
There was something about him—so easy to like, so effortlessly warm.
Where Zhaoran was the quiet, firm shadow beside her—Siheng was the sun
Minyu couldn’t help but glance at him again, wondering just how different the world looked from behind eyes that never needed to protect themselves
The sky had started to dim, dipped in gold and soft blue as the sun stretched lazily across the horizon. Campus was thinning out, but Minyu still sat under the tall banyan tree near the science block, her bag beside her and a deep sigh tucked under her breath
Jin Siheng
You waiting for a prince or just vibing with the tree spirits?
Siheng smiled and dropped his bag beside hers, plopping down like he owned the grass
Jin Siheng
Good. ‘Cause if you were waiting for a prince, I’d have to pull some Cinderella shit right now
Minyu huffed a quiet laugh
Lian Minyu
I’m trying to finish this summary before tomorrow. It’s dumb, but I’m slow with literature papers
*She reached into her bag, pulling out a notebook*
Jin Siheng
This isn’t dumb. It’s actually really good
Siheng leaned over, eyes scanning her notes
Lian Minyu
*She looked at him, surprised*
Lian Minyu
You read...literature?
Jin Siheng
Excuse me
*He gasped dramatically*
Jin Siheng
I happen to be an emotionally intelligent young man with a deep appreciation for tragic romanticism
Lian Minyu
You are ridiculous
*snorted*
Jin Siheng
And you’re smiling now, so I win
Minyu ducked her head, warmth blooming in her cheeks
Jin Siheng
Here, let me help with this line
*he offered, scooting just a bit closer, his fingers brushing lightly over the paper*
Their heads were close. His tone was soft. The world had gone quiet
Her name dropped like a blade. Calm, steady—dangerously unreadable
Zhaoran stood just a few feet away, bag slung over his shoulder, gaze locked on the two of them. His expression wasn’t cold... but there was something sharp behind his usual calm.
Like something had shifted
Siheng straightened immediately, his relaxed smile faltering into awkward charm
Jin Siheng
Yo, bro. What's up?
Zhaoran’s eyes didn’t leave his sister
Lian Minyu
Yeah. Siheng was just helping with my paper
Zhaoran turned to his best friend. Voice low. Controlled
Tang Zhaoran
Thanks, you can go now
Siheng chuckled, scratching the back of his neck
Jin Siheng
Relax, man. I wasn’t proposing to her or anything
Tang Zhaoran
Don't even think of that
Siheng raised his hands lightly
Jin Siheng
Damn. Okay. Noted
Minyu blinked, cheeks flaring
Zhaoran finally shifted, walking toward her and offering his hand
She stared at him, then slowly packed her stuff. As they walked off, Siheng stood behind, watching them with a faint smirk
Jin Siheng
Tell your sister I’m still the handsome one!
Zhaoran didn’t even look back
Minyu dared a glance at her brother’s face—expression blank, but jaw slightly tight
Tang Zhaoran
I am not mad
*calm*
Tang Zhaoran
I just don't want that to happen again
Minyu recalls the scene where Zhaoran’s knuckles were bleeding a man was on the ground, wounded by being punched to half death by Zhaoran
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