I Transmigrated Into a Villain and All the Heroines in This Novel Have Systems?

Chapter 48:

Chen Jirong didn’t know how to comfort Lin Chuan.

Everyone in the Lin family could see that the head of the family, Lin Qiandong, was clearly biased toward Lin Hai. He was determined to groom Lin Hai as his successor.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have insisted on holding this competition—allowing an illegitimate child to compete for the inheritance against the rightful eldest son.

“Sigh.” Chen Jirong let out a long sigh. “Xiao Chuan, how are things between you and Lu Chaoge?”

“What does Lu Chaoge have to do with this?” Lin Chuan was puzzled.

Chen Jirong knocked him on the head. “Didn’t I tell you to marry Lu Chaoge as soon as possible? Did you just ignore what I said?”

Lin Chuan cleared his throat awkwardly. “Grandpa Chen, marriage is a serious matter. It can’t be rushed…”

“Don’t try to dodge the question!” Chen Jirong scolded, clearly displeased. “Marrying Lu Chaoge is your safest option right now. You must take this seriously.”

“Understood.”

Lin Chuan knew Chen Jirong was looking out for him, so he could only nod in agreement.

Only then did the old butler’s wrinkled face break into a smile.

“Don’t worry, Grandpa Chen. I won’t disappoint you. The Lin family’s heir position is mine for the taking. Even Jesus couldn’t stop me!” Lin Chuan clenched his fist, determination burning in his eyes.

“Mm, Grandpa Chen believes in you.” Chen Jirong patted his shoulder, though his expression made it clear that he didn’t quite believe it. “If you need anything, just say the word. You’re family—I don’t want you holding back with me.”

“Alright!”

As Lin Chuan chatted with Chen Jirong, they walked out of the estate together.

Just then, a deep, booming voice called out from behind them.

“Dad, Xiao Chuan, what are you two talking about?”

They turned around and saw a towering man approaching.

The man stood nearly 1.9 meters tall, his skin dark as bronze, resembling a massive grizzly bear.

Just standing near him was enough to feel his intimidating presence.

That sheer oppressive aura…

Lin Chuan immediately recognized him.

His name was Chen Fei, Chen Jirong’s son.

Chen Jirong had spent his early years working tirelessly for the Lin family, putting off marriage until his fifties.

Lin Chuan’s grandfather had taken pity on him—after all, he couldn’t let his old friend live without descendants.

So, the old man arranged many matches for him, even introducing him to young ladies from smaller aristocratic families in Zhonghai.

But Chen Jirong rejected all of them.

Instead, he chose a forty-year-old maid from the Lin family—a widow, no less.

Everyone was baffled by his decision.

With so many young, beautiful, well-bred women available, why pick a widow from the household staff?

His reasoning was simple—”She has wide hips, good for childbirth.”

And he was right.

The year after their marriage, his wife gave birth to their eldest son.

The following year, she had a daughter.

If he hadn’t started using contraception, who knew how many more kids she would have had?

Chen Fei, his son, had been exceptionally strong since childhood—practically a little beast.

Chen Jirong spared no expense in training him, hiring top martial arts instructors to refine his combat skills.

With his natural talent and relentless training, Chen Fei’s strength skyrocketed. By seventeen or eighteen, he had already beaten every bodyguard in Zhonghai’s elite security circles.

What Lin Chuan knew, however, was that Chen Jirong had an ulterior motive.

In the original novel, Chen Jirong had trained his son into a human weapon, ensuring that even after his passing, Lin Chuan would always have someone to protect him.

And in that story, Chen Fei had fulfilled this duty—dying at the hands of the protagonist, Qin Chao, while protecting Lin Chuan.

Looking at him now, Lin Chuan couldn’t help but feel an inexplicable emotion welling up.

“Fei-ge.”

Both Chen Jirong and Chen Fei froze in surprise.

Lin Chuan had never been this polite to Chen Fei before. He used to call him “Big Fei” all the time.

But today, he actually addressed him as “Fei-ge”?

Had the sun risen from the west?

“Haven’t seen you in a while, and you’ve suddenly learned manners? Did someone take over your body or something?” Chen Fei playfully punched Lin Chuan on the shoulder.

Lin Chuan felt like he had just been hit by a mortar shell.

The pain made him grimace. “Fei-ge, can’t you go easy on me? Are you trying to kill me?”

Chen Fei looked innocent. “I barely used any strength.”

Lin Chuan rolled his eyes. “You may think it’s nothing, but to others, it’s an absolute disaster.”

Chen Fei smirked. “By the way, you call my dad ‘Grandpa,’ so according to seniority, you should call me ‘Uncle.’ Go on, let’s hear it.”

Lin Chuan punched him in the chest. “Get lost. You’re only three months older than me. Calling you ‘Fei-ge’ is already generous. Don’t push your luck, or I’ll stop calling you that too.”

“Fine, fine, ‘Fei-ge’ is better than ‘Big Fei,’ I’ll take it.” Chen Fei grinned.

Chen Jirong watched their interaction with a warm smile.

One was his son.

The other was the boy he had practically raised as his own.

Seeing them so close made him feel relieved.

“Fei-ge, what’s the point of guarding this big house all day? Come work with me instead. I’ll take you to high-end clubs with beautiful women—you’ll have the time of your life.” Lin Chuan extended an invitation.

“You think I’m like you? If anything, I’d be the one working there as a male model.” Chen Fei shot him a look, but then his expression became serious. “Maybe in a little while.”

“Why not now?” Lin Chuan asked curiously.

“Because…”

To Lin Chuan’s surprise, Chen Fei’s dark-skinned face suddenly turned red.

Wait—was he blushing?

“What the hell? What’s making you so embarrassed?” Lin Chuan was even more intrigued now.

In the end, it was Chen Jirong who answered for him.

“Fei is getting married.”

“Married?” Lin Chuan turned to Chen Fei in shock.

The big guy suddenly looked a little shy.

“I’m twenty-three already—legal age for marriage. What’s so surprising about it?”

Lin Chuan opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.

He wasn’t surprised that Chen Fei was getting married.

What really shocked him was what he remembered from the original story.

In the novel, Chen Fei’s love life was a complete disaster.

His fiancée was beautiful, yes, but she was also unfaithful.

While studying at a higher education program—paid for by Chen Fei—she had affairs with multiple male classmates.

When Chen Fei found out, he snapped.

Late at night, he climbed over the walls of Zhonghai Fashion Academy, intending to confront her.

But instead of showing guilt, his fiancée called over a few of her lovers and played the victim, escalating the situation into a full-blown brawl.

Two of those men ended up in the hospital with serious injuries.

If the Lin family hadn’t stepped in to smooth things over, Chen Fei would have been thrown in prison.

Even worse, someone recorded the incident and uploaded it online.

The “Warrior Who Fought for Love” quickly became an internet sensation.

But that kind of pain wasn’t something anyone could truly understand.

Since Lin Chuan knew the future, he couldn’t just watch his friend fall into that same tragic fate.

“Fei-ge, what does she do?”

Lin Chuan’s voice was unusually serious.