After leaving the Poison Sect’s base, Wang Haoran intended to meet up with Yang Jingwan. However, after a call from Xu Muyan, he decided to delay his meeting with Yang Jingwan.

From Xu Muyan’s account, Song Zhenyu seemed to fit the description of a “sister-supporting” heroine. These heroines typically fall into two categories.

The first type is proactive, believing that supporting their brother or family is perfectly justified. Frankly, they seem a bit unhinged and can be extremely frustrating. When Wang Haoran encountered such characters in novels, he would often stop reading and curse the author for being foolish.

The second type is the passive sister-supporting heroine. This heroine is kind-hearted, values family, and often feels trapped by familial obligations. Therefore, when faced with demands from family or a brother, she chooses to sacrifice herself and passively accepts her fate.

Having interacted with Song Zhenyu for quite some time, Wang Haoran knew she was kind-hearted but not naive. Moreover, she had cancelled her phone number in the past, likely to avoid her family’s demands. From these signs, it was clear that Song Zhenyu belonged to the passive sister-supporting heroine category. Such a person could still be saved.

“They’re having dinner at the Saint Court Hotel, right? I’ll go over there later to ensure Teacher Song isn’t being bullied,” Wang Haoran assured Xu Muyan.

“Yes, Teacher Song’s mother and brother seem quite unpleasant. When you teach them a lesson, let me join in,” Xu Muyan replied angrily.

“Alright,” Wang Haoran nodded.

After venting about Teacher Song’s mother and brother, Xu Muyan calmed down and asked sweetly, “Do you have time later?”

“Uh… I’m a bit tired today and want to get some rest,” Wang Haoran replied, trying to avoid a clash with Yang Jingwan’s schedule.

“Okay then,” Xu Muyan replied with a hint of disappointment but quickly brightened, “I’ll just head back to the dorm and play some games.”

“You’ve mentioned gaming a few times. What game do you play?” Wang Haoran asked, curious.

Xu Muyan proudly replied, “I play ‘Honor of Kings.’ I’m quite skilled, with 50 stars in the King rank. I’ve even started streaming on Douyin and have over two million followers.”

“Really? That’s impressive!” Wang Haoran expressed in genuine surprise.

Xu Muyan teased, “Of course! Do you want to play together? I can support and protect you.”

“Uh, I’ve never played it before, so I’m not very good. Let me practice on my own first,” Wang Haoran declined politely.

Playing games? That was nonsense. He had to deal with the protagonist and handle relationships with heroines. Where would he find the time to play games? Even if he did have the time, there were far more enjoyable things to do.

Xu Muyan took him seriously and said, “Alright then, let me know when you’re ready.”

Wang Haoran said, “Send me your ID later. I’ll support you when I have time and give you some tips to boost your popularity.”

Xu Muyan teased, “Okay, thank you, boss!”

After ending the conversation with Xu Muyan, Wang Haoran called Yang Jingwan to tell her he would meet her later.

Yang Jingwan hadn’t seen Wang Haoran for a while and missed him, so she offered to come to Qingling University to save him some time.

Hearing this, Wang Haoran naturally agreed. Yang Jingwan had also studied at Qingling University and was recognized as a campus beauty. Being a former student herself, she was familiar with the campus, so Wang Haoran wasn’t worried about her getting lost.

Wang Haoran hailed a taxi by the roadside, intending to head to the Saint Court Hotel. The Bugatti Veyron was with Cheng Rui and could be retrieved at any time, but to avoid drawing suspicion from Bian Suwen and Lin Chen about collaborating with Cheng Rui, he decided not to get it just yet. As for Tang Bingyun’s McLaren P1, he had posted it on Weibo to create the persona of an “unparalleled stock god.” To avoid exposing himself in front of Liu Yue, Wang Haoran also chose not to drive it for now. Therefore, he opted for a taxi.

It was rush hour, making it difficult to hail a cab.

…

After class, Song Zhenyu hurried out of the school, planning to ride a shared electric bike to the Saint Court Hotel. Just as she unlocked the bike using her phone, she happened to run into Ye Qiu, who was passing by.

Ye Qiu asked with a smile, “Miss Song, what a coincidence. Where are you headed?”

Song Zhenyu frowned, offering a cautious response, “I’m not going anywhere.” With that, she quickly locked the bike with the app on her phone.

Ye Qiu took a few steps towards her and said earnestly, “Miss Song, I’m really not a bad person. I mean no harm.”

Song Zhenyu stepped back to maintain her distance, “Don’t come any closer, or I’ll call the police.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Qiu immediately retreated, “No, no, I’ll leave right away!”

Ye Qiu had previously faced legal troubles due to an assault incident. Hearing Song Zhenyu mention calling the police, he dared not say more, fearing further accusations of harassment.

Ye Qiu slowly walked away but kept looking back at Song Zhenyu with reluctance.

Song Zhenyu waited until Ye Qiu was completely out of sight before unlocking the electric bike again and setting off.

[Ding, the host’s behind-the-scenes manipulation has caused Ye Qiu to become entangled in legal troubles and made the heroine Song Zhenyu develop a dislike for him, thus affecting the plot direction. You have gained 800 villain points, Ye Qiu’s protagonist halo -40, and the host’s villain halo +40!]

Wang Haoran: “???”

…

Song Zhenyu arrived at the Saint Court Hotel on her electric bike and entered a luxurious room to meet Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu.

“Mom, brother,” Song Zhenyu greeted.

Without a word, Tan Zhen approached and attempted to slap Song Zhenyu’s face. Instinctively, Song Zhenyu blocked with her arm, preventing the blow from landing on her face, but her arm bore the impact.

Due to the hot weather, she wore a sleeveless T-shirt. The full-force hit from Tan Zhen left a red handprint on her skin.

Song Zhenyu felt the sting but endured it, as the person hitting her was her mother.

Tan Zhen’s hand stung with each impact. “You ungrateful wretch, how dare you block me!”

Saying this, Tan Zhen aimed to strike again. Song Zhenyu protected her face, causing her arm to bear the brunt of the blows, turning red.

Despite the pain causing her eyes to well up, Song Zhenyu held back her tears.

Eventually, Tan Zhen, exhausted, ceased her attack.

Song Zhenyu felt wronged and asked, “Mom, haven’t you hit me enough since I was young? I’m an adult now, and you still hit me?”

Tan Zhen, with a matter-of-fact tone, responded, “No matter how old you are, I’m still your mother. A mother hitting her daughter is perfectly justified. Besides, you made a mistake, so I should hit you!”

Song Zhenyu retorted with hurt, “I know cancelling my number was wrong. But what about my brother? He’s made countless mistakes since he was a child. Yet, you’ve never even said a harsh word to him, let alone hit him.”