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

Chapter 49:

According to Chen Fei, his fiancée had recently started an advanced degree program.

The two of them met outside a bar.

At that time, the girl had been drugged and was being dragged into a van by several men.

There were many people around who saw what was happening, but no one dared to intervene.

Chen Fei happened to pass by and, seeing the situation, jumped in to rescue her. He beat up the thugs and got the girl to safety.

From then on, their relationship naturally developed.

“What’s her name?” Lin Chuan asked cautiously, afraid of making a mistake.

“Zhang Ying,” Chen Fei said, his face lighting up with a blissful smile.

But as soon as Lin Chuan heard that name, he couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

No mistake—this was the woman who, in the original story, had put countless green hats on Chen Fei’s head.

To prevent the tragedy from repeating, he decided he had to pull this thick-headed guy out of the firepit.

“Zhang Ying? That name sounds really familiar. Isn’t she studying fashion design? At Zhonghai Fashion Academy? Tall and slender, with dimples when she smiles…”

Lin Chuan described the woman based on what he remembered from the original novel.

Hearing this, Chen Fei froze. “H-how do you know that? Do you know my wife?”

Great. He was already calling her his “wife.” This guy had fallen in deep.

Lin Chuan coughed lightly. “Fei-ge, I advise you to break up with her.”

“Why?” Chen Fei’s face changed immediately, his tone filled with urgency.

Even Chen Jirong, standing nearby, looked at Lin Chuan in confusion.

At his age, he was eager to see his son settle down and give him a grandchild before he passed away.

He had been overjoyed when he heard that his steel-hearted son was finally getting married.

But now, hearing Lin Chuan’s words, it seemed like something was wrong?

“Well… it’s hard to explain. You’d better not ask. Just do as I say—I wouldn’t steer you wrong.” Lin Chuan deliberately kept things vague.

“Come on, brother, tell me. I’m begging you!” Chen Fei clasped his hands together in a pleading gesture.

Lin Chuan put on a show of hesitation before finally sighing and saying, “Fine, I’ll tell you. I can’t just watch my brother walk into a trap.”

“Is it really that bad?” Chen Fei’s expression turned grim.

“You know, I hang out at nightclubs, bars, and KTV lounges all the time…”

Lin Chuan first established his “expertise,” then shifted his tone. “I’ve heard from several friends that there’s a well-known socialite at Zhonghai Fashion Academy. This woman is notorious for juggling multiple men at once…”

Chen Fei’s face darkened as he listened. “Are you saying… that this socialite is…”

His voice trembled toward the end.

This was his first time experiencing love. He had never known this kind of warmth before.

He didn’t want to believe that the woman who had brought him so much happiness was the kind of person Lin Chuan described.

Lin Chuan spread his hands helplessly. “I’m just telling you what I’ve heard. I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, so I can’t say for sure. It could all just be rumors…”

“Right! It must be rumors! Beautiful women always attract jealousy—people make up stories out of spite. Yes, that’s it… that’s definitely it…”

Chen Fei muttered to himself, but it was clear he was shaken.

“Xiao Chuan, I… I need to take care of something. I’ll be off now…”

With that, he hurried toward the garage.

A moment later, a black Jeep roared down the mountain road.

If Lin Chuan guessed correctly, Chen Fei was about to play the role of the “Warrior Who Fights for Love” once again.

Unfortunately, such warriors were usually naive fools.

They would move heaven and earth for a woman, only to find that in her eyes, their efforts were laughable.

Still, since Chen Fei wasn’t too deeply involved yet, it was best to resolve this sooner rather than later.

Better to deal with a few stray weeds now than wait until he had a whole prairie growing on his head.

“Sigh, none of you can give me any peace of mind.” Chen Jirong shook his head with a sigh.

“Grandpa Chen, I’ve turned over a new leaf. The old Lin Chuan is dead. The one standing before you now is a reborn man.” Lin Chuan said meaningfully.

“Yeah, right. You’re even less reliable than those two siblings.” Chen Jirong scoffed, showing no mercy.

Lin Chuan’s expression shifted slightly.

Aside from his son, Chen Fei, Chen Jirong also had a younger daughter named Chen Yu, who was currently a sophomore in college.

The three of them had grown up together.

Lin Chuan got along well with Chen Fei, but Chen Yu was a different story.

That woman had been a little devil since childhood.

Every time they met, she would find ways to torment him.

So, Lin Chuan had always stayed as far away from that troublemaker as possible, avoiding contact whenever he could.

“Grandpa Chen, from what you’re saying, is Xiao Yu causing trouble too?”

“Ugh, don’t even mention it. That crazy girl is even worse than her brother. Fighting and skipping classes is one thing, but now she’s even gambling! She’s going to drive me to an early grave.” Chen Jirong spoke with a mix of exasperation and affection.

“Gambling? That’s a serious problem. If she doesn’t change her ways, who’s going to marry her?”

Lin Chuan naturally wouldn’t pass up the chance to badmouth Chen Yu.

“Sigh, a grown daughter is hard to control. I want to rein her in, but she won’t listen to me.”

Chen Jirong had managed the entire Lin family estate with meticulous precision, yet he was powerless when it came to raising his own children.

Lin Chuan’s eyes gleamed with mischief.

“Grandpa Chen, if you trust me, hand her over to me. I’ll make sure she gets back on the right path.”

“You?”

Chen Jirong looked at him with a disgusted expression. “That’s like asking a lousy chess player to teach someone chess—they’d only get worse!”

Lin Chuan was immediately hurt.

“Grandpa Chen, that’s uncalled for. I’m the prime example of a reformed man. I have firsthand experience in turning my life around. Let me take charge of Xiao Yu—give me a month, and I guarantee I’ll turn her into a well-mannered, virtuous lady.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. If you can actually straighten her out, I’d be more grateful than anything.”

Although Chen Jirong agreed, it was obvious he didn’t have much hope.

Lin Chuan then asked for Chen Yu’s contact information, planning to reach out to the delinquent girl later.

Chen Jirong arranged for a car to take him back to his villa in Qianlong Bay.

Sitting on the sofa in his living room, Lin Chuan replayed his confrontation with his father in his mind.

His anger still hadn’t subsided.

So, you think I’ll be crushed by Lin Hai?

Let’s see how this plays out!

One day, I’ll make you realize just how foolish your decision was.

Just as he was brooding, a pair of soft hands gently rested on his shoulders, kneading them skillfully.

“Master, why are you unhappy?”