WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE VILLAIN FALLS IN LOVE?
Villain in love 7
At the college, after few days
Minyu stood by the cafeteria steps, sipping her iced coffee, enjoying the breeze brushing past her cheeks. Her eyes scanned the walkway casually—until—
Jin Siheng
You really need to stop looking like you’re lost without me
She turned with a huff, only to find Jin Siheng standing beside her, all grins and chaos in human form. A croissant bag dangled from his hand.
Siheng’s smile faltered for just a second
Jin Siheng
You mean Zhaoran?
Lian Minyu
Yes, he did not reply to my text
Jin Siheng
That protective bastard probably just ghosted you to check on you in person
*chuckled lightly, but his voice was quieter now*
Minyu hummed in agreement, still peeking over the heads of passing students
Zhaoran, standing by the vending machines in the shade. Dressed in black, face unreadable, gaze locked on them. More specifically—on Siheng
Minyu’s face lit up subtly, and she raised her hand to wave
Jin Siheng
Ah, there he is. Back in full brooding mode
*followed her line of sight*
Lian Minyu
Shut up
*Muttered, elbowing him lightly*
Tang Zhaoran
*reached to them*
Lian Minyu
You didn’t reply. I thought you weren’t coming
Zhaoran glanced at her, his voice softer than expected
Tang Zhaoran
I saw your message. I was on my way
Siheng stood there, croissant in hand, feeling like a third wheel with a front row ticket to a conversation that didn’t need him
Zhaoran finally looked at him
Tang Zhaoran
You have class
Tang Zhaoran
She wasn’t waiting for you
Lian Minyu
Ah... Ge, stop it
Tang Zhaoran
She was waiting for me
Siheng raised his hands, surrendering
Jin Siheng
Damn. Message received. Loud and clear
Jin Siheng
Catch you later, Princess
As he walked off, Zhaoran leaned in, voice just above a whisper.
Tang Zhaoran
Next time, don’t waste your eyes on someone who doesn’t know how lucky he is to be even near you
Lian Minyu
Alright alright now stop this
Zianhai was not home yet, Zhaoran went out with his friends
Wen Yaqin was seated on the velvet sofa, flipping through a fashion magazine, a teacup resting in her hand like a prop. She didn't look up
Wen Yaqin[Minyu's mother]
So, you remembered where you live
Minyu stiffened, her backpack sliding off her shoulder
Lian Minyu
I had an extra class
Wen Yaqin[Minyu's mother]
Last time you had an ‘extra class,’ you came home with that C on your math quiz
Minyu didn’t respond. She didn’t even flinch
Wen Yaqin[Minyu's mother]
You know what your problem is, Minyu? You’re always just enough. Just smart enough to not fail. Just pretty enough to blend in. Just polite enough to not embarrass me
Yaqin stood, walking closer, her steps soft but deliberate.
Wen Yaqin[Minyu's mother]
But never brilliant. Never exceptional. Never once made me proud the way Zhaoran does
Wen Yaqin[Minyu's mother]
He’s not even my real son but the way he carries himself, the way people admire him—that’s what success looks like. Not... this
Minyu looked up at her mother, tears brimming but not falling
Lian Minyu
Mom, why do you treat me this way.... I am your real daughter not him
Wen Yaqin[Minyu's mother]
I gave up everything for you, you know. My youth, my body, my career. All for a daughter who turned out... so mediocre
Lian Minyu
I didn't ask for any of that
Wen Yaqin[Minyu's mother]
No. You just took it. Like you take everything. My time. My peace. Even my reputation
*laughed—bitter and elegant*
Minyu’s head whipped to the side, her cheek stinging, red and burning. Her breath hitched as she slowly turned back, tears welling but held in place by sheer will
Wen Yaqin’s hand trembled slightly, but her face didn’t show a hint of remorse
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